Dear Draco
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
6,256
Reviews:
59
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Dear Harry
Hi, thanks again for the great reviews. I'm off for a weekend trip now, so I won't be able to update before Monday. I hope you enjoy the next letter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Have a great weekend!
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Dear Harry,
are you a goddamn sadist or what? If this dream already tortured you, what do you think reading about it did to me.
Well, I think I am going to pay you back by telling you about a similar experience of mine.
I was just having a shower the other day when I had this fantasy about you joining me...
Too bad I have always only seen you in theses baggy clothes of yours so I was not that easy to imagine how your naked body looks like, but the picture that rose in my head was very satisfactory: tanned skin, slightly muscular chest, slim waist...I think it must have been quite close to the real thing, but I am dying to know how close...
Well, I imagined how you would run your hands along my wet chest and the very idea of your hands touching my body made me hard. I pictured your fingers slowly moving down my chest, over my belly and finally closing around my cock.
I was so horny by then that I was just about to let my own hand imitate the movements of your hand in my fantasy when I heard my mother calling me to come down and have breakfast.
Believe me, there is nothing like a mother's voice to spoil the most exciting sexual fantasy. I was sobered in a second.
Hell, they never used to care much for the family life thing, why do they have to start now.
Knowing too well that if I didn't respond she would go on calling me every two minutes, I had to give up on my plan. There is no way of bringing yourself off when your mother keeps interrupting.
Well, you can very well imagine how frustrated I was, spending the stupid family breakfast in a bad mood.
This whole Voldemort thing has kind of softened both my parents. It's like they are trying to make up for past mistakes. Only that where I would have appreciated a little more attention as a child, I'd prefer to be left alone a little bit more now.
However, I hope to soon get lots and lots of attention from somebody else, and not just in my fantasies... I'm pretty sure that I will never get tired of this kind of attention.
Concerning our plans for the time we finally get to actually see each other, I thing this shower thing really could be an option, don't you?
I just hope you have some nice bathroom in this house of yours and what's best, there will be no one to disturb as there.
Please, please tell me that your feelings for me haven't changed in the meantime and that you still want me as much as I want you.
You have given me something to live for and I know that once I have returned to England, our lives will be perfect. No more frustrating dreams and fantasies!
I'm dying to receive a new letter from you, assuring of your love.
Yours (to do with whatever you like)
Draco
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Dear Harry,
are you a goddamn sadist or what? If this dream already tortured you, what do you think reading about it did to me.
Well, I think I am going to pay you back by telling you about a similar experience of mine.
I was just having a shower the other day when I had this fantasy about you joining me...
Too bad I have always only seen you in theses baggy clothes of yours so I was not that easy to imagine how your naked body looks like, but the picture that rose in my head was very satisfactory: tanned skin, slightly muscular chest, slim waist...I think it must have been quite close to the real thing, but I am dying to know how close...
Well, I imagined how you would run your hands along my wet chest and the very idea of your hands touching my body made me hard. I pictured your fingers slowly moving down my chest, over my belly and finally closing around my cock.
I was so horny by then that I was just about to let my own hand imitate the movements of your hand in my fantasy when I heard my mother calling me to come down and have breakfast.
Believe me, there is nothing like a mother's voice to spoil the most exciting sexual fantasy. I was sobered in a second.
Hell, they never used to care much for the family life thing, why do they have to start now.
Knowing too well that if I didn't respond she would go on calling me every two minutes, I had to give up on my plan. There is no way of bringing yourself off when your mother keeps interrupting.
Well, you can very well imagine how frustrated I was, spending the stupid family breakfast in a bad mood.
This whole Voldemort thing has kind of softened both my parents. It's like they are trying to make up for past mistakes. Only that where I would have appreciated a little more attention as a child, I'd prefer to be left alone a little bit more now.
However, I hope to soon get lots and lots of attention from somebody else, and not just in my fantasies... I'm pretty sure that I will never get tired of this kind of attention.
Concerning our plans for the time we finally get to actually see each other, I thing this shower thing really could be an option, don't you?
I just hope you have some nice bathroom in this house of yours and what's best, there will be no one to disturb as there.
Please, please tell me that your feelings for me haven't changed in the meantime and that you still want me as much as I want you.
You have given me something to live for and I know that once I have returned to England, our lives will be perfect. No more frustrating dreams and fantasies!
I'm dying to receive a new letter from you, assuring of your love.
Yours (to do with whatever you like)
Draco