Hot Blooded Harry

Hot Blooded Harry part 9

Pairings: Harry/Oliver, Harry/Draco, Harry/Seamus, Harry/Justin, Harry/Oliver/Draco, Oliver/Draco, Draco/?, Harry/? (Others to come.)

Rated: NC-17

Warnings: Slash- male on male sex. PWP. Plus: Voyeurism, threesomes, unreturned love, het sex (remember, Harry’s bisexual), and other naughty acts.

Extra warning for this part: There is het sex in this chapter, but I have it so that you’re able to skip that part if you don’t wish to read- once you get to the warning, you can scroll down to where the warning stops. Then there’s a nice bit of Slash sex at the end. But if you’re brave enough, or open-minded enough, go ahead and read the het smut.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters; J.K. Rowling is the one who does! She owns them all! I am making NO money off of this; this is merely for my perverted (and others) minds.

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Little China Girl

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Harry couldn’t stop himself from following the distressed Hufflepuff. He knew that it was all his fault for doing it to him. He should have told Justin the truth from the start. Hufflepuffs were too loyal of lovers, and too gentle, to throw their hearts around like that.

‘So, Oliver, Seamus, and Draco know about each other, plus Justin. And Justin knows about Draco?’ Harry shook his head. This was so mixed up. He had to let Justin know about the others.

He found Justin right when he reached the portrait to the Hufflepuff common room. He could see him mumbling the password, and just as the painting swung open for him to enter, Harry shouted out his name. Justin jumped, but when he saw that it was Harry, he looked even worse, and was still going to enter his common room.

“Justin! Wait a second!” Harry felt desperate when he knew that he shouldn’t. It wasn’t like he was losing someone that was really precious to him, but when Justin had proclaimed his love for him, it touched Harry deeply. He had never heard any of his other lovers say that they loved him.

Luckily, Justin decided to wait. He looked really upset, so Harry decided to stay at a close distance. “Look, Justin. . . I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t mean to hurt anyone. I just. . . I wanted to share my desire with you, and I saw how much you liked me, so I decided to go with it. I had no idea that you’d end up falling in love with me.”

“Is that all I am to you?” Justin’s voice was cracking. “Just a release?”

“You’re not listening!” Harry huffed.

“Oh, I can hear just fine. You used me, even though you didn’t intend on doing so. You had no idea about how I would feel once I found out about… those others. Yes, I know that there’s more than one, because of the talk going around.”

“What talk?”

“Let’s see… there’s that one rumor going around the girl’s dorms that you and a handsome blond were seen in the prefect’s bathroom by Moaning Myrtle. . .”

“Damn her!” Harry sneered.

“Another one going around was that you had a few private sessions with the Quidditch coach, Oliver Wood.”

Harry blushed. “Look, Justin. . .”

“And *another* one where you were having a go at it with Seamus Finnigan in the Gryffindor common room. There was this other rumor that got started too, but I’m not sure if that one matters.”

“Which rumor is that?” Harry asked.

“The one about you shagging Cho Chang.”

Harry’s heart leapt in his throat.

“Ch-Cho Chang? I never shagged her!”

Justin’s eyes took on a very hurt expression. “So, that’s the only one you’re denying? It figures.” He was about to enter his common room when Harry grabbed him by the wrist.

“I was going to tell you about the others. I swear I was! I just didn’t know how to go about it so that it didn’t seemed like I was a jerk, or something.”

Justin gave him that look at told him that he was a jerk no matter what he said now. Harry gave a deep sigh and then decided to go for it. He explained things like he did with Oliver, indicating that he was new in the whole intimacy ordeal and he swore that he never intended to hurt anyone’s feelings.

“So, you see, I was just being too nice about things. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, or Seamus’, even though he doesn’t care who I shag, and I don’t want Malfoy upset. Although I have no clue as to why I even care for that git’s feelings, but… I guess I’m just too nice when it comes down to it. I just can’t say no to someone when they actually want me that bad. Do you get what I mean?”

Justin nodded, but he was still frowning. “I think so.”

“Look, why don’t I treat you out tonight? We don’t even have to have sex or anything if you don’t want to. What do you think?”

“I think I’m a sucker in love.” Justin smiled, and then he wrapped his arms around Harry’s shoulders tightly. Harry hugged back politely.

~**~

Just as dinner in the Great Hall was about to commence, Harry felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around instinctively, and then suddenly saw a hand go for his face. He didn’t have time to move or block it, and he got slapped very hard across the cheek. His glasses almost fell off his face.

“Damn you, Harry Potter!” In Harry’s daze, he saw an up-close angry face of none other than Cho Chang. It seemed to be true; women could turn ugly when pissed off. “How can you do that to me?”

“Do what?” Harry stammered out angrily. “I don’t understand. . .”

“Do what??? You went around telling people that me and you had sex, that’s what!”

“I did not!” Harry shouted. “It’s just a stupid rumor going around. Although I have no clue to how it could have started. . .”

“Liar!” Cho screamed. She had big tears in her eyes and her fists were balled up in her robes. “You just wanted to make yourself seem like more of a man! You disgust me!”

Harry opened his mouth many times before he stated, “I’m not a liar!”

“Is that the best defense you’ve got, Harry? That’s pathetic.”

Her words really hurt, but he didn’t have a way to make her see the truth. He really *didn’t* spread those lies. He wondered idly just who would do such a thing.

Subconsciously, his gaze went to the Slytherin table, and his eyes fell on a pair of silvery eyes. Malfoy smiled, and Harry couldn’t help thinking that it was Malfoy that started the rumor.

“I’m telling the truth, Cho. I didn’t start the rumours. But I think I know who did.”

Cho followed his gaze over to the Slytherin table and saw Draco Malfoy looking very smug about something. Could he have? Or was he just enjoying seeing Harry get accused of something that he didn’t do?

“Oh.” Cho’s face fell and she began to stare at her shoes. “I’m sorry, Harry. I guess I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions like that. I keep forgetting that you’re not like all men.”

“It’s ok, Cho. I forgive you.”

“Really? Just like that?” Cho looked confused.

“Yup. Just like that.”

“But. . .”

Harry blushed, “I’m pretty sure you know why, too.”

Cho smiled, cheeks tinting pink. “Oh, yeah.”

Harry looked away, blushing harder. The whole Gryffindor table had now gone quiet and were watching and listening with interest.

A couple seconds later, Cho leaned in to Harry’s ear and whispered, “If you want, we can make those rumors come true.”

Harry gasped, and he felt his whole body respond to Cho’s words.

“I. . .” Harry stuttered. “I. . .”

“Meet me after dinner at the Ravenclaw Tower. I’ll be waiting for you,” she gave Harry a small peck on the cheek and then left.

Harry continued to blush bright red. He finally lifted his head to look across the room. Draco had a murderous look in his eyes. Harry grinned at the Slytherin, making him sneer even harder. It made Harry feel powerful to make Malfoy jealous like that.

Oh shit. . . he had a date with Justin tonight!

Things were getting too complicated with so many lovers. Harry groaned and stabbed at his baked potato.

~**~

He really had no choice at the moment. He had to go to the Ravenclaw Tower right after dinner. He wanted to owl Justin, to let him know that he’d be late, but then he thought that Justin would know just why he was being late, and that would be the end of that relationship.

Harry sighed out loud. Why’d he have to have a sensitive Hufflepuff in love with him? Let alone a very cute and sweet one. Bugger it all.

He reached the Ravenclaw portrait and saw Cho standing there waiting for him. She smiled brightly as he walked closer. Harry felt his stomach do a whole bunch of flips and his heart started to pound faster. Why was he acting like this with her? Maybe because she was his first crush? Maybe because she’s the first girl he’ll get to shag? He grew worried at this. Did she think about birth control? Did she take into consideration that she would have to have her room empty?

“Hi, Harry,” she smiled. Harry’s worries went out the window.

“Hi, Cho,” he smiled back.

She turned to the picture, whispered the password, and then beckoned Harry to follow her inside. Like a robot, Harry obeyed her. He suddenly felt very excited. This was going to be his *real* first time. He was going to lose his virginity to his first time crush. His knees felt weaker and weaker. He didn’t like that fact. He was the guy here--he had to be strong! Otherwise, she’d gain control, and that would feel foolish. Of course, he let all the others take control. It felt good to lose control, and let the other male have his way. This was totally different.

When they reached the girl’s dormitory, Harry was surprised to notice that it was empty. There was a small note on Cho’s pillow that she snatched up right away. She read it and then crumpled it up in irritation.

“What was that?” Harry asked politely.

“Oh, those girls think they’re hot shit, that’s all.” Harry gasped at Cho’s ease with swearing. “I told them that I needed the dorm to myself tonight, and they guessed on what it was. Damn them.”

“So, they’re ok with it? Where’d they go?”

“We’re always like this with each other.” Cho grinned. “They went to stay with some friends at different houses, or in one of my roommate’s case, a boyfriend’s room. The others and I did it for her once, when she first brought her boyfriend here. It’s no big deal.”

“Oh,” Harry said. “So, we have the room to ourselves all night?”

“Yup.” Cho smiled.

“That’s cool. But um… I promised, uh, Ron that I’d help him with his homework tonight. I made this promise with him before we made this date, so… you wouldn’t be too upset if I leave right away, would you?”

Cho did look a bit upset, but she said, “I understand, Harry. I wouldn’t want to make you go against your promise.”

“Thank you.” Harry said, sighing in relief.

***Warning- Het sex here. You can skip if you don’t like reading this sort of thing****

Harry took notice of the time. It was a little after six, which meant that he had about an hour and a half to do this. It was plenty of time.

“So, uh… how do you want to start?” Harry asked stupidly. He had no experience when it came to a woman, but then again, it shouldn’t be that hard. It was just like when he let the other guys take him, right? So, he should just do it that way.

Cho smiled at him and began to unbutton her robe, “Well, I guess we start by taking our clothes off. That would help, wouldn’t it?”

Harry blushed, and then moved closer to her, “Here, let me.” He took over undressing her. He slid off her robe and then went for her jumper. She smiled and put her hands into the air to allow him to slip it off. When he did, he got a whiff of some light perfume. It smelt incredible. Because of the sudden date, Harry didn’t think to put on any cologne. But at least he had a shower that morning.

He jumped slightly when he felt her hands on his shoulders, and then he realized that she was helping him take off his robe. After she slipped it off, she wrapped them around his waist and pulled him toward the bed. He was still trying to take her tie off while she dragged him forward. He was smiling at her antics, understanding how eager she was.

As if she were possessed, she practically threw Harry down onto the bed and ran her hands underneath his shirt. His stomach was flat, but his chest was muscular and smooth. She enjoyed feeling him up for a bit before she undid his shirt and tie and tossed them over the side of the bed. She was straddling his hips now, with a real animalistic gleam in her eyes. Harry gulped, fully understanding what that look meant. He was in for the ride of his life.

Slowly, Cho ran her hands down his body to the edge of his trousers. She swiftly unbuckled his belt, flung it across the room, and then went straight for the button. Harry closed his eyes and waited in anticipation, hoping that he didn’t come too soon with her. He had no troubles with his other lovers, he just never had a girl before, and he didn’t want her to think that he was terrible at holding it.

Getting over his shyness, Harry moved to undo her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. She had very creamy skin underneath, and a lacy white bra with a pink flower in the middle. She wasn’t too big, but that was just fine to him. He could see her little erect nipples through the lace. She must have known that he was staring because she instantly sat up and put her hands behind her back to unhook her bra strap. Harry sucked in a breath as he watched his oriental crush. She was small, but well toned, just like any other Quidditch Seeker was. His hands roamed up her thighs and to the rim of her skirt. He desperately wanted to see her fully naked.

She understood what he wanted, and she happily obliged, and slid her skirt off. She left her thigh-high socks on and her black shoes. This was too sexy, Harry thought. He hoped that he didn’t suddenly want to stay with girls, because he had been enjoying himself with his guy lovers. Of course, if Cho didn’t care that he had sex with other guys, maybe he could keep her for another on the side lover.

God, he felt dirty.

Harry mentally shrugged, and moved his hand slowly from her collarbone to the middle of her chest, just feeling her harsh breathing for a bit before sliding it shyly down to cup one of her breasts. She let out a small gasp when his thumb found her hard nipple and begun to rub it. She suddenly felt too hot, and her vagina felt too swollen. It ached. She grabbed his hand and lowered it down between her thighs. Harry gasped the moment his hand found her wetness. Her clitoris was protruding out from the folds of skin so hard that it was almost as thick as her pinky finger. She groaned out loud for the first time when Harry lightly rubbed it with his thumb. It pulsed hard, along with his own tenting erection in his trousers.

She lowered her body down so that her breasts were touching Harry’s chest, making him suck in a breath. He brought a hand around her to pull her closer. His fingers never faltering as he moved them expertly across her clit and then further down as he explored. A woman’s body wasn’t too bad, Harry thought. It was rather exciting to touch something different. He slid his middle finger inside her warmth, and she arched her body as she let out a groan. Carefully, he thrust his finger in and out of her. He had no clue if she was a virgin or not, but he really didn’t care either way right now. If she had done something with someone, possibly Cedric, or not, it didn’t matter anymore. He had Cho now, withering and moaning just for him.

He actually felt powerful in his actions. He wanted to show off his power over her body even more, so he slipped in a second finger. She almost screamed loudly, and her pussy clenched and unclenched around his fingers. He could feel something wet and sticky slid down his fingers, and he knew for a fact that she must have came. He moved his fingers even harder inside her and she threw her head back, mouth gaped open, eyes screwed shut.

Cho couldn’t stand it for long, and she practically ripped his pants off. She wrapped her hand around his hardness, setting off Harry’s automatic thrust. His hips went wildly as she squeezed and slid her hand over the head of his cock, pre-come pouring out from the tip of it. She captured some of that on her finger and brought it to her mouth. She sucked on that salty digit for a bit before lowering herself down to him. And then, they kissed.

Harry opened his mouth to let her in, and she opened hers. Their tongues tangoed for a bit, and then as Harry slowly ended the kiss, nibbling on her lower lip, he moved her body up so that she was positioned over his erection. He could feel it pulsing hard now, aching for release. He willed his urge to come away, but Cho’s hands weren’t making it easy. He put one hand over a breast and the other was still playing with her clit. He brought his mouth to her nipple and he gently kissed and then sucked. Cho was now moaning and gasping almost non-stop, and she wiggled her hips. Her pussy slid wetly across his cock, making Harry gasp. He couldn’t stand her squirming any longer, so he brought his hands down to her thighs and held her steady.

He brought his knees up, and very professionally, he found the entrance to her heat. He poked gently, and then thrust himself upward. She let out a very loud gasp as she felt him impale her. It was like nothing he’d expected. She was tight, hot, and very wet. It was so incredible that he had to stop the moment that he was fully inside of her otherwise he would have came already. He held himself in as he felt her muscles squeeze him.

“Cho…” he said through his teeth.

She lowered herself down to him again and they went into another passionate kiss. He lightly rubbed one of her breasts as they kissed, and she moved a hand down to one of his nipples to play with. He let out a soft gasp and she smiled in understanding. She bent her head down to take a nipple into her mouth and she teased it lovingly with her lips and tongue. It was Harry’s turn to gasp. He started to realize that he was slowly becoming the sub in this, so with one mighty push, Harry turned them over so that Cho was now lying on her back. She was blinking in astonishment up at him. She must not have suspected that to happen. He grinned mischievously at her, before he kissed her again. She wrapped her legs around his waist and squeezed him again with her vagina.

He could feel his pulse quicken at this. Slowly, and carefully, he began to slip out of her until only the very tip of his erection was inside, and then just as slowly, he entered her again. She moaned into his mouth, her legs shaking like mad, as she raked her nails down his back. Harry wasn’t sure why, but that act got him even more aroused. He pulled out again, and thrust back inside faster. She let out a high-pitched squeal at this. He wanted to hear her do it again, so he repeated his movement.

“Oh, Harry!”

Harry’s head was spinning. His hips were thrusting faster and harder with each encouragement from Cho. She was lifting her hips up to meet his, her clit banging against his pelvis. He looked down at her, watching her writhe, her mouth partially open in constant moans and groans, sweat running down her face, and her soft, round breasts bouncing. He leaned down to kiss at her neck and throat, and then down lower as he continued to fuck her at a steady pace.

“Harry!” she cried. Her legs moved higher up his body, grasping his ribs. He sat up a bit, on his knees, and placed her legs over his shoulders. The shift in position made her scream. He took a good hold of her waist, and then started to thrust harder. He could hear their skin slapping now, and the wet noises that they were making from their coupling. He looked down and saw that she must have came three times or more now, because his cock was covered in it. He kept watching himself slid in and out of her with amusement. She was still incredibly swollen, so he decided to fix that. He placed his thumb over her clit and started to rub her madly. Her body bent in a way that looked painful, but she kept begging for more.

He couldn’t believe that he was lasting so long. He figured that he would be done by now, but he still felt as if he could go for another hour or so. Harry thought to himself that he probably was used to being fucked, and not fucking someone. That was probably it. But at the mere thought of it, Harry started to miss it. He mused about it silently to himself as his thrusting became slower. Maybe he could… would she do something for him? Of course he didn’t know unless he asked, right?

“Cho…” he moved his hands up her body and stopped his thrusting. She looked at him quizzingly, “Um. . . if I ask you to do something to me, you won’t think that I was completely off my rocker, would you?”

She smiled slightly at this, apparently amused. “What do you want to do? A different position or something?”

“Well, sort of.” Harry blushed. “I was wondering if you could… um… how should I put this? Uhh…” He scratched his head nervously.

“Something you want me to do?” she blinked.

Slowly, Harry nodded.

“Sure.” Cho said, surprising him. “What do you want?”

“Er… well, I’m used to being with… you know, another man… well, I was hoping that you could… uh, I don’t want you getting grossed out about it or anything. I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Well, why don’t you ask me anyway?”

Harry took a deep breath, and then said, “Could you… finger me?” He blushed.

That was something Cho wasn’t expecting to hear. Or was it? Although, she did find this request to be rather cute. She chuckled at this and then watched as Harry went even redder.

“Sure,” she said, still giggling. “I’d have to clip my fingernails so that it won’t hurt.”

Harry nodded, and then handed Cho her wand. She took it with a small thanks, and then pointed it at her right hand’s fingers. Before Harry could blink twice, she had trimmed fingernails. She placed her wand down beside her and then stuck her fingers into her mouth. She winked.

Harry snickered and then slowly started to thrust again. She almost forgot about what they were doing, so when she felt Harry’s cock move inside her, she let out a small whimper, still sucking on her fingers. Harry moved down to kiss her and share her fingers, sucking on one as she sucked on the other.

“You could get those even wetter some other way,” Harry said, smiling.

Cho instantly understood what he meant, so she brought her fingers down between them. Harry latched his lips over hers and they kissed for a bit while Cho brought her fingers down to her cunt. Harry slid out of her so that she could put her fingers in. She slipped them inside quickly, over wetting them, and then she moved them up between Harry. He parted his legs further as she found his entrance, and slowly started to penetrate him.

“I think this would be easier if you were lying down,” Cho told him. Harry decided that it was a good idea as well, and he lain himself down, finding a pillow. She instantly moved between his legs and stuck his cock in her mouth. Again, carefully, she slipped her fingers into him. Harry hummed, loving the feeling of being filled again, even if it was only her fingers. The double pleasure of her sucking and fingering him was getting too much. He warned her by lifting her head up off of him. She understood, but she couldn’t help giving his cock one last lick as she concentrated on searching for his sweet spot inside of him. She knew she found it the second he jerked.

“Look what I found,” she said in a singsong voice. He chuckled softly, but then groaned as he felt her fingers brush against him again. Over and over, she finger fucked him, until he felt way too on edge. She stopped, and then positioned herself over him again. They kissed and rubbed each other for a bit until Harry felt his cock calm down some. “How do you want me?” she asked.

Harry smirked, “On all fours, baby.”

She blushed as she giggled, but complied at his order. She spread her legs and stuck her ass into the air, wiggling it. Harry shook his head and chuckled. First, before he entered her again, he licked her for a bit. Her clit swelled up again as he licked it. She squealed, and Harry could have sworn that she came again because he felt something wet hit the bridge of his nose. Well, Harry thought, at least it missed his glasses.

He positioned himself behind her, placed a hand on her ass, and then slid back inside. All nine and a half inches of him pierced her, and she let out a small screech. In this position, she could feel him better, and he could hit her g-spot easier. He brought a hand up to her silky black hair and gripped it gently as he pistoned hard and fast. She cried and screamed with abundance, her legs shaking like crazy. He felt her muscles tighten around him as she reached orgasm, again, for the sixth time. He slowed his hips, drawing out her groans, and then sped up again. She tossed her head, indicating that she wanted a bit of rough treatment, so he grabbed some of her hair and pulled a bit. She screamed and bucked wildly.

Harry was sure that his hips were going to fall off soon from all the thrusting, and his legs were shaking so badly from holding himself up. It didn’t take as long as Harry thought, and he felt the oncoming urge to ejaculate. He sped up, fucking her deep and fast, making her scream. She came, again, and finally he felt it build up and he pulled out just in time. His cock slid over her ass as he came on her. It arched and hit her back as she shuddered. He brought a hand down quickly to finger her as he continued to come, helping her finish up her climax.

When he finally finished, he slumped down next to her, gasping for air. That was quite a workout. His legs and thighs were still shaking.

“That was… was…” Harry panted.

“Exhilarating!” She gasped, putting her arm around him and snuggled into him.

“Yeah,” he agreed. He shut his eyes and just barely heard Cho asking him a question. “Huh?”

“I said, thank you. It was very, very good. Way better than my first time.”

Harry smiled, feeling his pride swelling. “You’re welcome.”

~*~ ****Het sex ended~ Get your Slash here!!****

He was late, and he knew that he was in big trouble. It lasted much longer than an hour and a half- a little over two to be exact. He tried to take his shower as fast as possible, and make it look like he hadn’t just had sex; his first time with a woman. He knew how jealous his Hufflepuff lover can be. He met Justin in the Great Hall, and he looked rather peeved off. Harry slowly approached him, secretly hoping that he didn’t have any idea of where he was.

“What took you?” Justin pouted.

Harry looked down, clearly ashamed, “I’m sorry, Justin. I… I fell asleep.”

“Before or after you shagged someone?”

“Justin!” Harry gave him a very astonished and upset look. “I did nothing of the sort! I knew that I was going on a date with you!”

Justin turned red, “I’m just afraid, that’s all. I don’t like being hurt.”

Harry frowned. Even if he did tell Justin the truth, it wouldn’t make any difference now. The boy still looked betrayed. Harry didn’t want to make him feel worse.

“So, where do you want to go for our date?” Harry asked gently.

“I was thinking about the Three Broomsticks, if you like.”

“Ok,” was all Harry could think of to say. He held out his hand and Justin took it with a smile. ‘I am screwed.’ Harry thought as his heart thudded loudly in his chest. Lying to him felt truly awful.

They made their way to the Three Broomsticks and sat down in a corner booth. The waitress took their orders and left the two lovers alone. This was something that Harry had been dreading, because he felt as if the conversation about his sexual activity was just around the corner. Justin didn’t bring it up yet, mostly talking about Quidditch with Harry, and the occasion school subjects. Apparently, Justin liked Care of Magical Creatures the best because “it’s never really boring.” Harry smiled at this.

After drinking a few tankards of butterbeer and some mead, the conversation gotten a bit easier, and they were flirting with each other more. Harry missed touching another man, and even tasting one. He leaned forward and gave Justin a sweet kiss. Justin kissed back with more passion, clearly more drunk out of the two. Harry wasn’t really ‘drunk’ per se, he was tipsier with a slight dry mouth. He knew what he was doing, but he just didn’t feel very shy anymore.

“Let’s go.” Harry opted. Justin quickly agreed, and after they paid the tab, they went to a nearby inn. The keeper was a kind old man that lent them a room without question.

When they went inside the room, and locked the door, Harry had shoved Justin onto the bed with more force than he should have. Justin didn’t seem to care since the moment Harry landed on top of him, he crushed Justin’s mouth to his. They kissed feverishly for a bit, before Harry practically ripped Justin’s robes off. They were naked before they knew it. Justin gasped at Harry’s roughness, but he went with it, too smuckered to really care.

Normally, Harry would be the one getting penetrated, but for some reason, he wanted to top. Justin just seemed too submissive right now and Harry was feeling too needy. He always figured that he could get fucked by one of his other lovers later, if he really missed the feeling of being filled. Right now, however, he wanted to fuck Justin into oblivion. The Hufflepuff didn’t seem to want to argue as Harry took control. He took one of Justin’s nipples into his mouth, worrying it softly at first, and then a bit rougher. His hands roamed and rubbed as Justin groaned and squirmed under him.

Harry didn’t even need to ask as Justin parted his legs. He looked up at the raven-haired teen and smiled sweetly. Harry smiled back.

“Damn Hufflepuffs,” he mumbled. Justin laughed, but then got interrupted as Harry placed his lips back onto his. They kissed crazily, Harry bringing his hands lower, between Justin’s legs, and Justin moved his hand across Harry’s chest.

When Harry found Justin’s arousal, the Hufflepuff gasped and slowly closed his eyes in bliss. Their lovemaking had always been sweet and gentle, which was how they were trying to be, but once in a while, Harry would lose control of his mouth or hands, and it would drive Justin crazy, making him lose some control as well. Harry had the urge to do Justin quickly and harshly, like he had done the first time they did it. Even though Harry knew that afterwards, Justin always looked hurt, like Harry was just doing it to pleasure himself. Normally this wasn’t true. Harry loved to share his pleasure with others, it was just that sometimes he got into a wild mood and wanted to have either a quick fuck or a long, rough shag.

Harry still didn’t know which one he’d rather have right now. All he knew was that he wanted to fuck Justin, and he wanted to fuck him now.

Justin seemed to be thinking the same thing, because he had grabbed onto Harry’s erection and started to stroke him. Harry gasped against Justin’s skin as he kissed his chest. He moved Justin’s legs up onto his shoulders, a position that he enjoyed, and started to probe at Justin’s hole with a finger. After a bit, Harry took his wand and lubed them both up. Justin became more eager and he arched his body as if he were fully giving himself to Harry. The Gryffindor obliged greedily, and pushed his erection inside Justin slowly.

It was Justin Finch-Fletchley’s first time. It hurt, but not as much as he thought it would. It could be because of the lube, or it could be because he was a bit drunk. The room was spinning when he looked up, so he closed his eyes and started to enjoy the feel of Harry’s cock grinding into him. He moved his body in a different position, onto his side, and Harry’s cock slid in and out easier. Justin threw his head back and groaned loudly from pleasure and pain. It felt wonderful.

Harry was afraid that he was hurting Justin, but he wasn’t complaining, so he kept going. Justin urged him onward, so Harry obeyed without question. Was it because he was a bit drunk that he didn’t care, or was it really that good to him? Harry could never really understand Hufflepuffs. One minute they were so loyal and loving, the next minute they were gossiping about rumors that weren’t true, and then they were wanting rough, harsh sex. Those Badgers were confusing folk. Then again, so were the Snake folk—and even some Lions, as Harry had learned.

He felt himself getting sore, so he decided to hurry and finish things off. Harry thrust his hips harshly, in and out of Justin, and all Justin did was moan, grit his teeth, and beg for more. More punishment maybe? But it didn’t matter now. Harry lustfully obliged, thrusting so hard that they were sliding off the bed. Justin looked down at the carpet from his position, and Harry bit Justin’s nipple. Justin moaned and pushed back.

A few more thrusts later, and Harry was coming deep inside of his Hufflepuff lover. Harry moved his hand down and started to stroke Justin’s neglected erection. Moments later, Justin came. He grit his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut tightly, as if it hurt to come. Harry kissed his cheek.

Right when Harry moved Justin into the right position on the bed, and Justin’s head hit the pillow, he was out like a light. Harry sighed, thinking if he should stay in bed with him, or just leave. It took five minutes to decide, but Harry finally made up his mind. He took a piece of parchment from inside the dresser drawer and wrote Justin a quick apology note, letting him know that he had to leave to go back to Hogwarts to finish a report and that he didn’t want to wake him. He wrote about how much he liked their time together and was looking forward to doing it again some day.

Unfortunately, Harry was lying through his teeth.

~TBC~