The Debt

AN: Hi again! I guess this will be the last time I update for a while. I am leaving for Spain this weekend and I am gonna spend a week there, enjoying the warmth that has left my home country so long ago. So don\'t expect an update for 2 weeks.

I do not recommend listening to Madonna while writing sexual scenes. You have no idea, or maybe you do if you try it, what goes in your head when you try to listen to songs: Like a Virgin, Material Girl, Papa Don\'t Preach etc. while writing a blowjob scene. It IS really distrubing thought in itself and makes you go insane and not in the good way either. Well it is a way to spend a Friday evening if you got nothing better to do.







Chapter Six





Harry was taking a short break from everything and went flying for an hour or so. He just enjoyed the feeling of freedom he got when he flew. He could let his mind drift and think that he was all alone in the world. The cold evening made him shiver and decide to return to the warmth of the Castle. He returned the school broom he had borrowed to the shed and walked in the darkening evening. He gazed upwards and to his wonderment he could already see a few stars twinkling in the sky. He was so preoccupied with the gas balls that he did not hear the approaching danger. Suddenly his eyes were covered with something rather soft material and a hand was placed over his mouth to prevent him from screaming. Warm breath, in contrast to the cool night air, ghosted over his skin and made him shiver. That said warm breath tickled his ear and a warm body was pushed against his back.

"Don\'t make a sound," was whispered into his ear in a low tone that went straight to south.

Harry hold his breath. He did not dare to make any noise as he waited what would happen next.

He was guided to somewhere he could only guess. They were in complete darkness when the door was slammed shut behind them. The only audible sound was their breathing and the rustle of clothes when one of them moved even a little bit.



"Lumos," Draco whispered even though it was so loud that he could have out right said it instead. He manoeuvred Harry\'s glasses from under the blindfold, putting them in one of Harry\'s pockets, and secured the piece of fabric back on its place. He locked the door just to ensure privacy. He hold his wand in front of them as they made their way further into the building.



Harry assumed they were in the Quidditch locker rooms. The sound of their feet echoed from the walls the same way he had heard them echo for years. Draco was taking him somewhere and he really hoped this would not end up in humiliation. Their soft footsteps came to halt and Harry was roughly turned to face the speaker he had identified as Draco. He was pushed against a wall, a hand sneaking to undo his belt but halted. "You ok with this?" came a low whisper against his lips. Harry just nodded slightly, not able to find his voice. A warm chuckle followed his gesture. "Relax, Potter, I am not going to eat you," Draco said and nipped briefly Harry\'s lower lip. "Yet," he finished with, undoubtedly, a smirk on his face.

Draco had gotten his jeans open and didn\'t waste time shoving his hand down into his pants. Harry jerked with the sudden sensation that took over him. He had never had anyone else touch him this intimately but he did not regret it that he let Draco do this now. It felt too good to start even think about his principles. Draco stroked him skillfully into full hardness which left him gasping for more when Draco removed his hand from his pants. The hot breath that had danced over his skin over his face and neck disappeared. At the same time his jeans were yanked down to his knees.

A tentative lick on his cock made him tense up but it seemed as if Draco had not noticed as he continued with his task at hand. The blond\'s tongue swirled on his skin, taking him into his mouth more and more. The hot heat engulfed his cock and made him weak in the knees. He wanted to just give in but that would mean that he would lose this fantastic feeling he was having. He knew he was moaning rather unshamelessly by now but he could care less as long as Draco would finish what he started. He lost all control when Draco started humming. He couldn\'t hold it anymore, he came without any prior warning and he winced as he thought of Draco. The blond did not seem disturbed by it at all. Draco stood up and kissed him. His hand was guided to Draco\'s hard length and with his guidance he helped Draco reach his peak as well.

Draco took the blindfold off his eyes and stared him right in the eye. Harry just had to admire the control Draco had over his emotions even when coming right into his own pants. He seemed a bit flushed but otherwise he did not betray anything of the sort that he had just had an orgasm. They enjoyed the afterglow by kissing each other. Eventually Draco pulled away and helped Harry with his jeans.



When they had cleaned themselves and looked representable, Draco said, "You go first. I do not want anyone to see us leaving here together."



Harry just nodded and left. He did not wait to hear or ask when they would meet again since he had started to like these sudden attacks Draco made. In fact, he was really looking forward to the next one.











AN: Ok, I dunno when this turned out to be this... this molester fic! I am so shocked myself that I do not know what to think. Well, I\'ll just let boys do their things and stay out of it. Forgive me typos .. I finished this on my mum\'s pc so I don\'t have any means to check the spelling or anything else at the moment.

I couldn\'t do it.. I had to stop listening to Madonna and switch to some heavy rock.. honestly my sanity was on the line here! Everything goes so much better when ya think of or listen to some really heavy and so god damn bad-ass music while writing or reading something. All though I was starting to get really depressed while listening to it :(