Crystal Clear

Title: Crystal Clear
Author: MajinSakuko
E-Mail: MajinSakuko@yahoo.de
Beta-Reader: JamesMarsters15
Dedication: Ravenpan, because no matter which H/D I\'m reading, she already reviewed it ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, JKR everything else
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Main-Chara: HP/DM
Rating: NC-17
Genre/s: Romance (Slash), Lemon, Humour
Warning/s: First Time, Fluff, MSLP, Rimming, Tea-bagging, WAFF
Summary: Draco can see it clearly now: He only wants one man in his life.
A/N: First HP/DM smut, first oral, first First Time Slash; please be gentle
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Draco Malfoy could hear his heart pounding, pumping the blood through his veins. He tried to control his breathing as much as possible, balling and flexing his sweaty fists, as he sat on the Potions master\'s desk in the dungeons classroom.
He was about to do something big, something life alternating, and even though he was nervous - and quite frankly, scared out of his wits - he was more than ready to follow through with it. Finally.
Snape\'s desk held many memories for him and his long-time boyfriend. There had been countless detentions Harry had to serve, and if Snape had known, he wouldn\'t have let Draco overlook them. But Snape wasn\'t Trelawney; therefore he couldn\'t have known how the secluded time would bring two enemies together.
Draco had been sitting on this very desk, making snide remarks. Over time, his comments had become less nasty. And now his words were teasing at the utmost.
Draco was waiting for Harry after having sent him a note to meet him in the Potions room. He was sure that his boyfriend would come; never before had he backed down from a challenge.
As the door finally creaked open, Draco looked up expectantly. Harry entered cautiously, grinning at Draco, before he closed the door again.
Draco sent Harry a coy smile from beneath pale lashes while he parted his legs slowly, the snug material of his black robes spreading open to reveal smooth expanses of Draco\'s creamy skin. The blond\'s heart hammered in his chest as he saw his boyfriend\'s breath hitch. Harry\'s green eyes darkened in the flickering torchlight.
\"Draco?\" Harry\'s voice sounded strangely husky. \"What are you ...\" He trailed off, taking a step nearer to the table where the blond sat on display.
\"I was a bit tired,\" Draco said softly. \"Tired of waiting. So I decided to take matters into my own hands - so-to-speak.\" With these words, he let his right hand trail slowly down his chest while his left hand braced his weight against the smooth desk surface. He gasped as his fingers brushed against his cloth-covered nipple. Closing his eyes briefly, Draco sucked in a stabilising breath, before glancing back at his boyfriend.
Harry was now standing in the middle of the classroom, unsure what to do. His breath was visible in the chilly air around them but it did little to cool him down. A blush was slowly creeping up his neck, spreading over his cheeks like a wildfire.
Draco smirked inwardly, pleased; that was exactly the effect he had been counting on: Harry was too caught off guard to think properly.
\"Won\'t you come nearer?\" asked Draco, tilting his head sideways. \"It\'s a bit lonely here.\"
Harry went closer to his boyfriend. \"Draco, I-\"
Draco cut him off by grabbing him by his tie and tugging him bodily into a kiss. His tongue snaked over Harry\'s lips, coaxing them to open up for him, while his hands caressed the other boy\'s chest and waist. \"No more talking, okay?\"
Clouded eyes blinked at him as Harry processed everything around him. Then, something resolved in his mind, and he claimed Draco\'s lips for another kiss. Hands roved freely over covered flesh and those small expanses of bare skin. Draco unbuttoned Harry\'s robes quickly and chucked them out of the way, Harry\'s shirt and tie rapidly following.
Harry gasped as the cool air hit his chest, instinctively pressing himself against the blonde boy. He fumbled with the few buttons before they came undone, and Draco\'s robe fell open and slid from his shoulders. Harry groaned at the sight that greeted him: Draco was completely naked before him.
\"Oh God, Draco,\" he moaned, taking in every detail of the fair-skinned beauty. Tentatively, he reached out a hand and brushed his fingers against smooth skin.
Draco smiled shakily, pleased that Harry didn\'t seem disappointed. Normally, his arrogance would not allow his insecurity to shine through, but in this case he was completely bare - in every sense of the word - and he wanted Harry to accept him fully.
\"I want to feel you,\" Draco whispered, murmuring a spell that coated Harry\'s finger in lube. He guided the Gryffindor\'s hand into position and gave an encouraging smile. \"I want to feel you inside of me.\" He leaned back onto the desk while his abandoned robe served as a thin cushion.
\"I don\'t know how- I\'m not sure,\" Harry struggled with words as his fingers slowly stroked down Draco\'s cleft, leaving a slick trail. \"I don\'t want to hurt you.\"
\"You won\'t,\" Draco said as steadily as he could with Harry\'s digit so near their goal. \"Don\'t worry, I\'ve practised.\"
Harry\'s finger stilled immediately and he tensed. \"With whom?\"
Draco rolled his eyes at the silly question for his boyfriend should know very well that he was his First in every sense of the word. \"With Misters index and middle finger, dim-wit.\"
Harry exhaled heavily, pressing a trembling kiss to Draco\'s pale shoulder. \"Sorry. I know I\'m acting stupid but I just can\'t help it,\" he muttered, his breath warming his boyfriend\'s skin. \"The thought of you with someone else ...\"
\"I know what you mean. I don\'t know what I\'d do if you had someone before me,\" said Draco softly, wriggling to get Harry\'s fingers moving again. \"If you\'d just have me already,\" he teased.
Harry chuckled, breaking the tense air. \"You really practised preparing yourself?\" he asked. \"Wow, that\'s hot.\"
\"You want to watch?\" Draco whispered seductively, stroking Harry\'s bare back with his finger tips.
Harry shivered visibly, groaning at the mental image Draco\'s words produced. \"No,\" he said huskily, lifting his head and gazing deeply into his soon-to-be lover\'s silver orbs. \"I want to prepare you myself. I want to try something.\"
\"Something you practised, I hope,\" Draco teased.
Harry blushed again. \"That would have been a bit impossible.\"
\"What do you want to do, then?\" Draco asked with a raised brow.
\"Something I read about,\" admitted Harry quietly, averting his gaze.
A smirk spread across Draco\'s features. \"I didn\'t even know you were reading *that* kind of literature, Harry.\"
\"Oh, shush!\" the dark-haired boy said, frowning at his boyfriend. \"It\'s not ... *that* kind of literature ... I only wanted to get myself ready for this as well as possible ... So I read a few, uh, educational books,\" he said in a mumble.
\"Educational books?\" repeated Draco, fighting to keep a straight face. \"How did you know which ones to take when Granger wasn\'t leading you through the library?\" He laughed.
Harry flushed the deepest shade of red yet.
Draco stopped, blinking, then laughed even harder. \"Oh my God! Hermione selected the books, didn\'t she?\"
Harry groaned in misery. \"Yes!\"
Draco\'s laughter dwindled slowly until he merely smiled softly at the shock of black hair nestling against his chest. \"Well, let\'s see what she suggested.\"
\"That doesn\'t sound quite right,\" Harry muttered, the movement of his lips tickling Draco. \"I selected the things I wanted to try.\"
\"You didn\'t try them, though,\" Draco pointed out quietly.
Green eyes blinked up at him. \"I wanted to, really, I was just ...\"
\"Be glad I was taking the initiative, then,\" Draco mocked gently, rescuing Harry from having to admit that he was afraid to take the final step in their relationship. It was almost comical that the boy who had defeated the Dark Lord as a mere child could be scared of sex. Almost being the operative word, because Draco was horny as hell and he didn\'t know what he\'d do if he didn\'t get his release within the next ten minutes.
Harry nodded, leaning his head back down to kiss the blond\'s chest gently. Draco groaned, tilting his neck back over the edge of the table, as Harry slowly licked and sucked every square-centimetre of available skin, carefully avoided his nipples.
\"Oh God,\" the blond moaned, arching his back and seeking more pleasure. His fingers ground themselves into Harry\'s shoulders to hold him in place. At the first brush of a wet tongue over his sensitive nipple, Draco came undone. He thrashed wildly on the desk, gasping and groaning at the exquisite bliss Harry granted him so willingly and with obvious joy on his part. Cautiously, nimble teeth closed around Draco\'s left nipple, worrying it into a tight bud. After what seemed like hours, Harry turned his attention with a last lingering kiss to the other nipple, his fingers twirling the bud while his mouth feasted on the formerly neglected one.
\"I ... I\'ve got,\" Draco wheezed breathlessly, \"to read those books, too!\" It was unbelievable that he had managed to live so long without this embodiment of pleasure. His whole body was tingling with pent-up emotions and tension only waiting to be released in a mind-shattering climax.
Harry smiled around his mouthful of flesh. \"We can read them together,\" he mumbled, sending electric tremors through Draco\'s breast.
Soon, Harry trailed down Draco\'s chest after having lavished the blond\'s nipples for the longest time. Harry\'s tongue found its way to Draco\'s quivering navel, gently dipping into it, tasting the salty sweat gathering there.
Draco groaned, unconsciously opening his legs wider to accommodate his boyfriend. He couldn\'t wait much longer. He had already waited so long for this to happen that he wasn\'t sure how much more he could take before he lost his mind. It would be a nice way to go, that was for sure, but Draco didn\'t want to leave so early in his life after having lived through Voldemort\'s second war.
\"You taste so good,\" Harry breathed, sucking the beautiful navel strongly. He thrust his tongue into the small dimple, mimicking the act of lovemaking that was going to take place later-on. His gleaming eyes took in the sight of the prone blond, sprawled out before him. A slight sheen of sweat glistered on his pale skin, making him glow in the gentle torchlight. \"And you look even better.\"
Draco gasped, his cock twitching. \"Harry!\"
\"Yes?\" Green eyes gleamed mischievously. \"Anything you wish to tell me, love?\"
Draco groaned incoherently, unable to form words now that Harry lowered his mouth again. Harry\'s tongue bathed his lower stomach in unhurried swipes, and he could have sworn the letters spelled \'I love you\'. The wet trails burned hotly on his skin, and Draco couldn\'t remember anything that had felt even remotely as good as this.
Harry moved sideways, effectively avoiding Draco\'s straining cock that jutted straight out to him in a silent plea for attention. Thick drops of pre-cum gathered at the tip, and Harry licked his lips, longing to take a taste. However, he paid special attention to Draco\'s delicately rounded hips, vowing to himself to pay Draco\'s member the due homage when it was time to do so.
Draco writhed again, his fingers now gripping the edge of the table like a lifeline. His legs wound themselves around Harry\'s shoulders as the other boy was now nearly on his knees before him. He rocked his hips to get some friction, but Harry was eluding him consequently. He mewled silently in longing.
\"Shh, love,\" said Harry. He nibbled at the tender skin where thigh met hip, nuzzling the soft tufts of pale pubic hair and breathing in his boyfriend\'s unique scent. It was an arousing aroma, going straight to his head and doubling his own excitement. His own cock was throbbing painfully by now, pressing against his trousers.
\"I hope you realise I\'m dying here,\" Draco breathed with difficulty. \"Do something, Harry!\"
Harry needn\'t be told twice. The need and longing in Draco\'s voice left him weak in the knees, so he lowered himself fully onto the stone floor. He took off his glasses and pulled out his wand, tapping Draco\'s hip twice and whispering, \"Scourgify.\"
Draco gasped as the magic tingled in his insides. The muscles in his thighs contracted and he dug his heels into Harry\'s shoulders. \"Harry ...\"
\"I\'m here,\" the dark-haired boy whispered, closing his still sticky hand around Draco\'s manhood and stroking it once. Harry didn\'t wait for Draco to moan, he simply lowered his head and drew the engorged tip of Draco\'s cock into his mouth, engulfing it in his wet heat. He sucked strongly, massaging the base of Draco\'s cock firmly, as he tongued the sensitive vee on the underside.
Draco was having difficulties with his breathing. He gasped and groaned, his fingers cramping spasmodically. Harry\'s mouth sheathed his member perfectly, and it felt even better than he had imagined all those nights when he had had to content himself with mere snuggling and cuddling. He wouldn\'t change those nights for anything in the world, never, but now Draco was ready for more.
Harry bobbed his head up and down, humming a quiet melody, while his left hand trailed a line from Draco\'s thigh to his balls. He cupped them gently, feeling how they tightened in his palm.
\"Harry,\" Draco panted. \"Please!\"
Harry wasn\'t above ignoring his love\'s call. He let Draco\'s cock leave his mouth with a quiet pop before licking downwards. Draco\'s moans for more and his agonised pleading urged him on, and Harry formed an O with his index and thumb, cupping Draco\'s balls again. He lowered his mouth to his hand, sucking the soft flesh between his lips.
\"Ohgodohgodohgod!\" Draco\'s word jumbled together, his hips surging upwards.
\"Hmm?\" Harry moaned from between the blond\'s legs as he sucked harder, massaging the tender flesh between his lips and fingers. Shivers ran over Draco\'s whole body, his cock weeping more drops of clear moisture.
Harry\'s tongue moved lower over Draco\'s balls, tracing the perineum until he reached the puckered opening. Tentatively, he licked over it, feeling it quiver, before he pushed through the two tight sphincter muscles.
Draco\'s eyes were screwed shut, his body responding to the oncoming sensations accordingly, and sweat was dripping from the side of his neck. He felt how Harry\'s tongue invaded his most private body part gently, mapping out his inner walls. Harry\'s fingers soothed his quivering thigh muscles, trying to distract him from the impalement, but Draco was prepared for this, anyway; he had practised, after all.
Harry\'s tongue pushed into him over and over again, the bridge of his nose scraping against Draco\'s pleasure inch. Draco\'s moans heated Harry\'s blood, and even though the dungeon chamber was quite cool, Harry was beginning to feel hot in only his trousers. He palmed his straining erection through his clothes, gasping and breathing against Draco\'s opening.
\"Harry,\" Draco wheezed out. \"Harry, please! I can\'t take this any longer! I want ...\"
Harry pulled out slowly, sucking Draco\'s cock in passing. \"What do you want, love?\" he asked breathlessly. \"You know I\'d do anything for you.\"
Draco\'s eyes trailed to the side, unable to meet Harry\'s gaze. \"I want you ...\"
Harry rose to his feet, leaning back over the table and pressing his erection against Draco\'s. \"Look at me,\" he coaxed gently. \"Then tell me again.\"
Draco\'s eyes were shinier than usual in the dim torchlight as he forced himself to comply. His eyes were wide open and vulnerable, his supple lips chapped and quivering. A pink tongue darted out to wet them quickly. \"I want you ... to make me yours.\"
Harry\'s breathing stopped though his heartbeat sped up drastically. Draco\'s words kept repeating themselves in his head, and every time he heard them, Harry thought he\'d burst from happiness.
\"I love you,\" he whispered fiercely, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Draco\'s and claiming his boyfriend in a possessive kiss. \"I love you, baby, and I won\'t ever let you go again. I hope you realise that.\"
Draco chuckled weakly in Harry\'s embrace, his heart thrumming with joy at his boyfriend\'s endearment. \"You seem to be of the misguided opinion that you had a choice in the first place,\" he whispered. \"Do you really believe, for only one second, that, after I gave myself to you, you could ever walk away from me?\"
\"I should have guessed,\" breathed Harry, sucking at Draco\'s neck.
\"I ... I love you, too,\" said Draco haltingly, the words foreign on his tongue. \"But now get a move before I change my mind.\" His breathlessness belied his cool words.
Harry nipped at his skin, and his hands started to quiver as he unbuttoned his trousers. He felt Draco\'s soothing fingers on his shoulders and relaxed again. This was going to be okay, no, more than okay. This was going to be perfect. They had waited and they would experience their first time together. Harry\'s trousers slid down his legs, pooling on the floor, quickly followed by his boxers. He stepped out of his clothes and pushed them to the side towards his discarded robes. Before he let his wand fall onto the pile, he whispered a charm that dipped warmed lube onto his stiff cock.
\"Come,\" said Draco with a trembling voice, arms parting in a welcoming gesture. \"I\'m ready.\"
And Harry came to him. He rolled his hips against Draco\'s, feeling the tight muscles granting him access. Harry leaned down, capturing Draco\'s weak lips with his own and trying to distract him from the entry. His cock twitched in the encased heat of Draco\'s bottom as he slowly pushed deeper, pausing to let Draco accommodate to his sheer size.
Draco wrapped his legs around Harry\'s waist, holding the other boy still inside of him. He felt more full than he would have thought, but it didn\'t hurt as much as he had anticipated. There was only a slow burning, and even that was quickly dissipating as Draco got used to the sensation of being filled. His heart had learned the difference between hate and love, and now the rest of his body learned the opposite of emptiness.
Slowly, Harry started to move. His forearms braced themselves against the wooden surface of the desk to the sides of Draco\'s chest. Harry suckled on the blond\'s lower lip, thrusting his tongue into the other\'s mouth in counterpoint to the natural movements of his hips. He caught Draco\'s moans and gasps with his mouth, and exchanged his breath with his now lover.
\"Faster,\" Draco whispered.
Harry complied only too happily. His pace grew more rapid, and Draco\'s hips bucked up to meet his every thrust. Harry wondered briefly whether they would move the heavy desk before these unimportant thoughts fled his mind. Draco\'s legs tightened around him, and Harry enclosed the other\'s throbbing cock in a firm grasp, stroking it only twice before Draco came, hard, cum spurting and coating his chest, and screaming breathlessly, \"Harry!\"
Harry groaned into Draco\'s mouth as the blond\'s walls clamped down onto his erection, shivers running up his spine, and his orgasm ripped through him with a ferocity unequalled by anything that he had ever experienced before.
Harry collapsed onto Draco, panting against his neck as he tried to catch his breath. His muscles were still quivering and he was too weak to push himself into a standing position. Draco threaded his fingers through his unruly hair, stroking carefully, while he relaxed into the aftermath.
As Harry regained his strength, he found himself overpowered by his emotions. He hadn\'t thought it possible, but somehow he felt the new bonding between him and Draco. Their joining had brought them together on the final stage, and Harry felt very light-headed.
\"I love you,\" he whispered, pressing his cheek against Draco\'s.
Then the first tears started to fall, and Harry couldn\'t do anything to stop them. He felt so complete, so whole, as if he hadn\'t been himself all those years and only after his joining with Draco did he know what it felt like to be alive. He didn\'t want this to ever end.
Draco\'s trembling slowly subsided. He felt Harry\'s tears and held him tighter, not caring for the sticky substances in between them. They were still connected, and Draco had never felt more at peace as this moment. That was why the tears somehow surprised him. He blinked up at the ceiling, not knowing what to do with them. He couldn\'t move his hands without Harry noticing, but he couldn\'t stop them either. After this exposure, Draco was still a bit raw, unsure whether he wanted to be seen crying for no obvious reason. As Harry stirred, Draco resigned himself for the inevitable.
Harry lifted his head, smiling down at Draco. He sniffed, wiping the wetness from his cheeks. \"Sorry. Don\'t know why I\'m being so emotional,\" he said lightly. \"Must be the Gryffindor in me.\"
Draco could exactly pinpoint the moment when Harry saw the tear streaks on his face. Green eyes widened, bruised lips parting. Draco waited for the questions, \"Did I hurt you?\", \"Were you not ready?\", \"Was I not gentle enough?\"
None of these words escaped Harry\'s lips, though.
Harry smiled sadly. He lowered his head, kissing away the moisture. \"Look at me,\" he whispered. \"Getting my tears all over you.\"
Draco didn\'t bother correcting him.
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