The Irish
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
7,643
Reviews:
38
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
the Kiss
Chapter 6: the Kiss
\"What the...? Why are you here? Not that I mind, but...\" Lucius was most defininately shocked that it wasn\'t Pansy who had followed him. Instead, he found one of the two hottest guys in the school, one of the two most shaggable.
\"You\'re name\'s Lucius right? I followed you because I think you are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, and I want to know if you taste as good as you look.\" Harry knew that it was a cheesy pick-up line, but, hey, it was true. He had been obsessed for days, wondering what the other boy\'s lips tasted like.
Lucius smiled, rejoycing in finding that one of his conquests wanted him. \"Why not come and find out? I\'m not averse to the prospect.\" He playfully licked his bottom lip, biting it gently, before letting it go, knowing that Harry\'s eyes would be drawn to it. Sure enough, his eyes were glued to Lucius\'s mouth, nearly hypnotised as he slowly stepped closer. \"Dlùthaich dlùithe, leannan. Blais agam.\" Harry\'s feet stopped inches infront of him, their bodies not touching yet. Harry\'s hands were on the wall, on either side of his head, bracing himself as he leaned in to Lucius\'s mouth. Their breaths intermingled, whispered across their faces. Harry\'s eyes remained locked on their goal, the lips that had tortured and tantilized him for days.
Unknown to them, Pansy stood in the doorway, entranced by the sight before her. The most beautiful men in school were inches apart, about to kiss, and she was the lone witness. She was not about to interupt them. She waited, her breath held, for there lips to meet. Harry was strong indeed if he could resist those lips. Finally he gave in.
Their bodies met and melded together, as if they were one piece; their lips fused and hands began to roam. Lucius was pressed against the wall, his groin crushed against Harry\'s, his hands on the other boys arse. Harry\'s hands remained on the wall, knowing that if he allowed them free reign on the Irishman\'s body, there would be no stopping before he was done. Slick, sucking sounds came from their mouths as their tongues intertwined and clung together, dancing in each other\'s mouths. It was like an intimate sword play, thrust and pary, attack and defence, until one submitted. It was inevitable that Harry pulled away; he wasn\'t ready to shag the boy against a wall, he wanted more than that from him.
\"Wow! That was... incredible. I\'m pretty sure this isn\'t what you had in mind, but you have more than repayed me, Lucius. This is a wonderful gift you have given me.\" Pansy was smiling as she quickly slipped form the room. She was floating through the halls, overjoyed by the sight she had seen. Upon making it back to the Slytherine commons, she grabbed the nearest person, uncaring of if it was a boy or girl, first or seventh year, and snogged the hell out of them before dragging them into her bedroom.
***
\"Well, that was unexpectedly pleasent. I had no idea that you were such a skilled kisser. Did I meet you expectations?\" Lucius was relaxing in the after glow of that one kiss, uncomfortable though his pants were. His arms were still around Harry\'s waist, though safely away from his butt, their hips still welded together, knowing the state the other was in.
\"You excceded them beyond all doubt. You lips are like sweet fire! Sugar and spice, honey and cinnimon, vanilla and pepper. Oh God, I want to kiss you again and never stop.\" To prove his point, Harry\'s lips again melted into Lucius\'s. They clung and kissed and reveled in the touch and feel of each other.
\"Ah... I know what you mean. But we can\'t stay here, and I don\'t want to rush things, assuming that you would like to continue our acquaintanceship?\" Lucius cocked an eyebrow, already knowing the answer.
\"Do you think I would give up a chance to taste heaven again?\"
\"You should know, I\'m not a monogamous person. I dispence my favours where I will, as I will. Another besides you has my eye, and our relationship will not interfere with it. You are mine now, and I will not share you, but you have no claim on me, for you came to me and I accepted you. I will love where I will, lust where I will. Do you understand?\" Lucius had to make this perfectly clear to the other boy, he didn\'t want any misunderstandings.
\"I repeat, do you think I would give up a chance to taste heaven again?\" Harry knew that he would not leave this boy until he was sated, and only God knew how long that would take. He would not care if Lucius shagged the whole of England as long as he could still touch and kiss him.
\"Good.\"
***
Draco was lying in bed, fully clothed, wondering where lucius was. He had disappeared right after supper and had not been seen since. He knew he had no reason to worry, but it bugged him. He didn\'t think he could sleep until he knew where his friend was. As illogical as it was, it was still how he felt.
He finally gave up on waiting for Lucius around 11 o\'clock. He stripped off his clothes and got back into bed. He began to stroke himself, knowing that a release would allow his to drift into sleep and peace. He began to imagine who would be touching him instead of himself. He saw long legs, a slim waist, hair pooling across his thighs. His imagination conjured up the feel of a wet tongue tracing the head of his cock, hands digging into his thighs, a mouth that surrounded him and swallowed him deeply. When he came gushing hotly into his hand, his mind didn\'t register the face in his fantasy, the face of Lucius. His ears didn\'t register the name he cried out, \"Harry.\"
***
Lucius had stayed to snog with Harry for awhile, before the need for sleep overcame him. As his feet carried him past Draco\'s doorway, he heard his friend cry out, and it wasn\'t a sound of pain. Lucius fell asleep with a smile on his face.
Dlùthaich dlùithe, leannan. Blais agam: \'Come closer, Lover. Taste me.\' (again, Irish Gaelic)
\"What the...? Why are you here? Not that I mind, but...\" Lucius was most defininately shocked that it wasn\'t Pansy who had followed him. Instead, he found one of the two hottest guys in the school, one of the two most shaggable.
\"You\'re name\'s Lucius right? I followed you because I think you are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, and I want to know if you taste as good as you look.\" Harry knew that it was a cheesy pick-up line, but, hey, it was true. He had been obsessed for days, wondering what the other boy\'s lips tasted like.
Lucius smiled, rejoycing in finding that one of his conquests wanted him. \"Why not come and find out? I\'m not averse to the prospect.\" He playfully licked his bottom lip, biting it gently, before letting it go, knowing that Harry\'s eyes would be drawn to it. Sure enough, his eyes were glued to Lucius\'s mouth, nearly hypnotised as he slowly stepped closer. \"Dlùthaich dlùithe, leannan. Blais agam.\" Harry\'s feet stopped inches infront of him, their bodies not touching yet. Harry\'s hands were on the wall, on either side of his head, bracing himself as he leaned in to Lucius\'s mouth. Their breaths intermingled, whispered across their faces. Harry\'s eyes remained locked on their goal, the lips that had tortured and tantilized him for days.
Unknown to them, Pansy stood in the doorway, entranced by the sight before her. The most beautiful men in school were inches apart, about to kiss, and she was the lone witness. She was not about to interupt them. She waited, her breath held, for there lips to meet. Harry was strong indeed if he could resist those lips. Finally he gave in.
Their bodies met and melded together, as if they were one piece; their lips fused and hands began to roam. Lucius was pressed against the wall, his groin crushed against Harry\'s, his hands on the other boys arse. Harry\'s hands remained on the wall, knowing that if he allowed them free reign on the Irishman\'s body, there would be no stopping before he was done. Slick, sucking sounds came from their mouths as their tongues intertwined and clung together, dancing in each other\'s mouths. It was like an intimate sword play, thrust and pary, attack and defence, until one submitted. It was inevitable that Harry pulled away; he wasn\'t ready to shag the boy against a wall, he wanted more than that from him.
\"Wow! That was... incredible. I\'m pretty sure this isn\'t what you had in mind, but you have more than repayed me, Lucius. This is a wonderful gift you have given me.\" Pansy was smiling as she quickly slipped form the room. She was floating through the halls, overjoyed by the sight she had seen. Upon making it back to the Slytherine commons, she grabbed the nearest person, uncaring of if it was a boy or girl, first or seventh year, and snogged the hell out of them before dragging them into her bedroom.
***
\"Well, that was unexpectedly pleasent. I had no idea that you were such a skilled kisser. Did I meet you expectations?\" Lucius was relaxing in the after glow of that one kiss, uncomfortable though his pants were. His arms were still around Harry\'s waist, though safely away from his butt, their hips still welded together, knowing the state the other was in.
\"You excceded them beyond all doubt. You lips are like sweet fire! Sugar and spice, honey and cinnimon, vanilla and pepper. Oh God, I want to kiss you again and never stop.\" To prove his point, Harry\'s lips again melted into Lucius\'s. They clung and kissed and reveled in the touch and feel of each other.
\"Ah... I know what you mean. But we can\'t stay here, and I don\'t want to rush things, assuming that you would like to continue our acquaintanceship?\" Lucius cocked an eyebrow, already knowing the answer.
\"Do you think I would give up a chance to taste heaven again?\"
\"You should know, I\'m not a monogamous person. I dispence my favours where I will, as I will. Another besides you has my eye, and our relationship will not interfere with it. You are mine now, and I will not share you, but you have no claim on me, for you came to me and I accepted you. I will love where I will, lust where I will. Do you understand?\" Lucius had to make this perfectly clear to the other boy, he didn\'t want any misunderstandings.
\"I repeat, do you think I would give up a chance to taste heaven again?\" Harry knew that he would not leave this boy until he was sated, and only God knew how long that would take. He would not care if Lucius shagged the whole of England as long as he could still touch and kiss him.
\"Good.\"
***
Draco was lying in bed, fully clothed, wondering where lucius was. He had disappeared right after supper and had not been seen since. He knew he had no reason to worry, but it bugged him. He didn\'t think he could sleep until he knew where his friend was. As illogical as it was, it was still how he felt.
He finally gave up on waiting for Lucius around 11 o\'clock. He stripped off his clothes and got back into bed. He began to stroke himself, knowing that a release would allow his to drift into sleep and peace. He began to imagine who would be touching him instead of himself. He saw long legs, a slim waist, hair pooling across his thighs. His imagination conjured up the feel of a wet tongue tracing the head of his cock, hands digging into his thighs, a mouth that surrounded him and swallowed him deeply. When he came gushing hotly into his hand, his mind didn\'t register the face in his fantasy, the face of Lucius. His ears didn\'t register the name he cried out, \"Harry.\"
***
Lucius had stayed to snog with Harry for awhile, before the need for sleep overcame him. As his feet carried him past Draco\'s doorway, he heard his friend cry out, and it wasn\'t a sound of pain. Lucius fell asleep with a smile on his face.
Dlùthaich dlùithe, leannan. Blais agam: \'Come closer, Lover. Taste me.\' (again, Irish Gaelic)