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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
8,020
Reviews:
38
Recommended:
0
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.
Chapter 7
A/N: I am sorry for taking so long, I have been so busy with everything and will post a few more chapters very soon! I promise! Just hound me with e-mails or something if I don\'t! I tend to be forgetful.
Disclaimer: I own my computer and this plot and the bond. J.K.R. owns pretty much everything else.
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Chapter 7
Both boys were sitting in the tub in an awkward, yet comforting, silence. After ten minutes of being together they started to grow very accustome the the companionship and let their minds wander to whatever their subconscious would take them. But Harry and Draco were thinking along the lines of the same thing: What did all of this mean? They knew what it meant. They heard from Angelo what was supposed to happen. But the meaning behind it all confused them.
Draco sighed and stared at the place where Harry’s hand was sitting. It was resting on the edge of the tub, gently letting his fingers flick in the water and playing with the violet foam. Draco sat there, transfixed. He let Harry’s arm guide his sight so when Harry moved his hand back in the water his eyes followed. He could see it come back up and some bubbles flew into the air shimmering, then it went back underneath the once hot surface. The meanwhile Harry was just preoccupied with the other’s eyes.
Draco looked up and met Harry’s eyes. They sat there just staring at each other until Draco moved a little closer to Harry. He didn’t know why but it didn’t stop him from moving closer once more. The other boy noticed what was happening and he too moved closer, soon sealing the distance between the two young Seekers. Harry stared deep into Draco’s grayish-blue eyes and wished he could drown in them; another part of him also wished he would stop drowning. Draco reached out to Harry’s face, soapy suds dripping off his hand as it crept closer and closer. The other boy leant into Draco’s hand where it just held Harry. They stared into each other’s eyes and then started to slowly lean into one another.
Harry’s lips brushed against Draco’s softly, and then captured them into a passionate kiss. Draco slid his tongue along Harry’s bottom lip and was allowed entrance into Harry’s mouth where he enveloped the other tongue with his own. One of them moaned, but were so involved in this lust filled moment that neither took attention. Draco wrapped one of his arms around Harry’s neck and pulled him in closer, intensifying the kiss.
A battle was going on in their mouths between their tongues as if life dded ded on it. But maybe it did. Draco stopped the kiss and roughly started to bite along Harry’s collar making the other boy moan in pleasure. He found a spot that he liked and stopped, plunging his teeth into Harry’s smooth skin, exposing Harry’s warm blood that was slowly flowing into Draco. They both felt as if they were truly starting to live and they didn’t want this moment of complete passion to end. Draco bit down even harder to extract a cry from Harry. Whether it was pain or pleasure, neither knew, nor cared. They only cared about what was happening and this feeling around them.
Red, hot blood kept pouring into Draco’s mouth and he decided that Harry was losing too much of his precious, crimson liquid so he stopped, once n ran raising his hand to Harry’s neck and healing the spot where he bit. They stared longingly at each other but couldn’t risk going any further. They were both still confused so Harry turned around once again and let Draco get out of the tub, dry himself off, and leave with a simple ‘good bye’. When Draco left and shut the door, Harry just sighed.
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I feel your scarlet blood enter my mouth and I savor it. The feeling it gives me makes me wish I could never end this. I am bound to you with my heart, aching to be with you in my soul. And I’ll always want that warm fluid flowing inside of me, wherever I go.
Disclaimer: I own my computer and this plot and the bond. J.K.R. owns pretty much everything else.
Chapter 7
Both boys were sitting in the tub in an awkward, yet comforting, silence. After ten minutes of being together they started to grow very accustome the the companionship and let their minds wander to whatever their subconscious would take them. But Harry and Draco were thinking along the lines of the same thing: What did all of this mean? They knew what it meant. They heard from Angelo what was supposed to happen. But the meaning behind it all confused them.
Draco sighed and stared at the place where Harry’s hand was sitting. It was resting on the edge of the tub, gently letting his fingers flick in the water and playing with the violet foam. Draco sat there, transfixed. He let Harry’s arm guide his sight so when Harry moved his hand back in the water his eyes followed. He could see it come back up and some bubbles flew into the air shimmering, then it went back underneath the once hot surface. The meanwhile Harry was just preoccupied with the other’s eyes.
Draco looked up and met Harry’s eyes. They sat there just staring at each other until Draco moved a little closer to Harry. He didn’t know why but it didn’t stop him from moving closer once more. The other boy noticed what was happening and he too moved closer, soon sealing the distance between the two young Seekers. Harry stared deep into Draco’s grayish-blue eyes and wished he could drown in them; another part of him also wished he would stop drowning. Draco reached out to Harry’s face, soapy suds dripping off his hand as it crept closer and closer. The other boy leant into Draco’s hand where it just held Harry. They stared into each other’s eyes and then started to slowly lean into one another.
Harry’s lips brushed against Draco’s softly, and then captured them into a passionate kiss. Draco slid his tongue along Harry’s bottom lip and was allowed entrance into Harry’s mouth where he enveloped the other tongue with his own. One of them moaned, but were so involved in this lust filled moment that neither took attention. Draco wrapped one of his arms around Harry’s neck and pulled him in closer, intensifying the kiss.
A battle was going on in their mouths between their tongues as if life dded ded on it. But maybe it did. Draco stopped the kiss and roughly started to bite along Harry’s collar making the other boy moan in pleasure. He found a spot that he liked and stopped, plunging his teeth into Harry’s smooth skin, exposing Harry’s warm blood that was slowly flowing into Draco. They both felt as if they were truly starting to live and they didn’t want this moment of complete passion to end. Draco bit down even harder to extract a cry from Harry. Whether it was pain or pleasure, neither knew, nor cared. They only cared about what was happening and this feeling around them.
Red, hot blood kept pouring into Draco’s mouth and he decided that Harry was losing too much of his precious, crimson liquid so he stopped, once n ran raising his hand to Harry’s neck and healing the spot where he bit. They stared longingly at each other but couldn’t risk going any further. They were both still confused so Harry turned around once again and let Draco get out of the tub, dry himself off, and leave with a simple ‘good bye’. When Draco left and shut the door, Harry just sighed.
I feel your scarlet blood enter my mouth and I savor it. The feeling it gives me makes me wish I could never end this. I am bound to you with my heart, aching to be with you in my soul. And I’ll always want that warm fluid flowing inside of me, wherever I go.