Harry Potter the strangest 10 year old boy ever
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,891
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42
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Look at me like that
8 Look at me like that
“First I have to ask you some questions,” insisted Harry. “Will you be my sweet not so little lover and stop struggling?”
“Of course,” answered Draco huskily.
“Will you stop treating me like a child when my mind is in perfect shape?
“But,” Draco protested.
“Yes or no?” was the short-tempered response.
“I will try.”
“And I will try not to rip your head off if you fail,” said Harry frowning. “Will you discuss problems like the child-sex issue with me when they occur?”
“Tell me how I should address such a subject.”
“The next time one of has an issue, we should sit down and talk about it alone Okay?” Harry asked.
“Okay,” the blond answered timidly.
“Then let us start with the entertaining part,” said Harry with a smirk in his face.
Harry whispered some words with his wand pointing at himself. He shouldered and dropped his wand.
A little dazed Harry staggered towards the bed and crawled over it until his hands cam to rest next to Draco’s head. Slowly the hands started to pet the blond locks.
With every touch, Draco’s limbs became heavier, but his mind stayed alert.
“Harry what you doing?” mumbled Draco. Not even his lips seemed to obey him.
“Wandless magic. We can’t let you loose control over your passion. My spells are for adults and not for children,” The little boy answered with a mischievous smile.
Still petting Draco’s hair and face, Harry straddled him.
He slowly lowered himself onto Draco’s shaft, closing his eyes to concentrate. He had to stop several times to let his body adjust.
It wasn’t painful for Harry, but it was a tight fit. When he came to sit in Draco’s lap, he laid down onto Draco’s upper body.
For Draco, every moment was blissful torture. The tight hold on his prick, Harry’s panting and the image of the little boy slowly taking him inside was almost too much.
His inability to move made everything even worse – or maybe even better. He was beyond clear thinking and had to focus on not coming immediately.
When Harry lay down on him Draco bit back a moan. It felt so good to have Harry’s rapid breath on his sweat covered nipples.
“Harry please move. I can’t---I---you are too tight, too good,” pleaded Draco.
After hearing the tortured blonde’s demands, Harry did his best to pleasure Draco. Unfortunately, his short stature prevented him from establishing a good rhythm.
For Draco, even these small uncoordinated movements were enough to take him to a new heaven. The blond was barely holding himself back and was therefore unaware of his partner’s problem. He hadn’t noticed that Harry was struggling with his patience.
Slowly, so slowly Harry arousal started to build. It was frustrating to have to wait for his new body to notice what it was missing. Normally Draco jumped him and Harry came quickly without being touched a lot.
But it couldn’t be helped. Nothing would make him come before Draco as long as he was in this body.
“Draco, come for me,” whispered Harry.
Draco was so grateful to hear those words, he didn’t stop to think before he let himself go. Totally relaxed Draco, closed his eyes for a moment. The next he knew was that he was nearly suffocated by a weight lying on his chest.
Draco opened his eyes to look into his boyfriend’s happy face.
His boyfriend! This boy looked, felt, acted and smelled like his Harry!
“So, Draco, you look like you understood what happened,” Harry said with a smirk.
Draco was only able to nod.
“Then move your arse and pay me back for falling asleep like that!
Without a further thought Draco rolled them over.
“The spells are still working so do your best.”
Harry just had time to complete his sentence before Draco entered him roughly. Both boys moaned with pleasure. The familiar sensation drove them mad, but Draco didn’t stop to enjoy the feeling. He started to thrust hard and fast.
“Harder Draco! Please!” begged Harry.
He was delighted about being in his own body. The spells prevented any discomfort and Harry let himself fall into the pleasure. The sensations held both boys in a tight grip until they were pushed over the edge.
This time they were equally exhausted and they just managed to mumble “I love you” before they fell asleep.
“First I have to ask you some questions,” insisted Harry. “Will you be my sweet not so little lover and stop struggling?”
“Of course,” answered Draco huskily.
“Will you stop treating me like a child when my mind is in perfect shape?
“But,” Draco protested.
“Yes or no?” was the short-tempered response.
“I will try.”
“And I will try not to rip your head off if you fail,” said Harry frowning. “Will you discuss problems like the child-sex issue with me when they occur?”
“Tell me how I should address such a subject.”
“The next time one of has an issue, we should sit down and talk about it alone Okay?” Harry asked.
“Okay,” the blond answered timidly.
“Then let us start with the entertaining part,” said Harry with a smirk in his face.
Harry whispered some words with his wand pointing at himself. He shouldered and dropped his wand.
A little dazed Harry staggered towards the bed and crawled over it until his hands cam to rest next to Draco’s head. Slowly the hands started to pet the blond locks.
With every touch, Draco’s limbs became heavier, but his mind stayed alert.
“Harry what you doing?” mumbled Draco. Not even his lips seemed to obey him.
“Wandless magic. We can’t let you loose control over your passion. My spells are for adults and not for children,” The little boy answered with a mischievous smile.
Still petting Draco’s hair and face, Harry straddled him.
He slowly lowered himself onto Draco’s shaft, closing his eyes to concentrate. He had to stop several times to let his body adjust.
It wasn’t painful for Harry, but it was a tight fit. When he came to sit in Draco’s lap, he laid down onto Draco’s upper body.
For Draco, every moment was blissful torture. The tight hold on his prick, Harry’s panting and the image of the little boy slowly taking him inside was almost too much.
His inability to move made everything even worse – or maybe even better. He was beyond clear thinking and had to focus on not coming immediately.
When Harry lay down on him Draco bit back a moan. It felt so good to have Harry’s rapid breath on his sweat covered nipples.
“Harry please move. I can’t---I---you are too tight, too good,” pleaded Draco.
After hearing the tortured blonde’s demands, Harry did his best to pleasure Draco. Unfortunately, his short stature prevented him from establishing a good rhythm.
For Draco, even these small uncoordinated movements were enough to take him to a new heaven. The blond was barely holding himself back and was therefore unaware of his partner’s problem. He hadn’t noticed that Harry was struggling with his patience.
Slowly, so slowly Harry arousal started to build. It was frustrating to have to wait for his new body to notice what it was missing. Normally Draco jumped him and Harry came quickly without being touched a lot.
But it couldn’t be helped. Nothing would make him come before Draco as long as he was in this body.
“Draco, come for me,” whispered Harry.
Draco was so grateful to hear those words, he didn’t stop to think before he let himself go. Totally relaxed Draco, closed his eyes for a moment. The next he knew was that he was nearly suffocated by a weight lying on his chest.
Draco opened his eyes to look into his boyfriend’s happy face.
His boyfriend! This boy looked, felt, acted and smelled like his Harry!
“So, Draco, you look like you understood what happened,” Harry said with a smirk.
Draco was only able to nod.
“Then move your arse and pay me back for falling asleep like that!
Without a further thought Draco rolled them over.
“The spells are still working so do your best.”
Harry just had time to complete his sentence before Draco entered him roughly. Both boys moaned with pleasure. The familiar sensation drove them mad, but Draco didn’t stop to enjoy the feeling. He started to thrust hard and fast.
“Harder Draco! Please!” begged Harry.
He was delighted about being in his own body. The spells prevented any discomfort and Harry let himself fall into the pleasure. The sensations held both boys in a tight grip until they were pushed over the edge.
This time they were equally exhausted and they just managed to mumble “I love you” before they fell asleep.