Enchanted

Disclaimer: I do not own J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter.

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Jamais_Palir: I have spent many hours working on this ^^;;. And while it is mainly for my friend Jessica, I figured there would be more fans out there interested in it. Note that it is rated ‘R’. If you don’t like it, I don’t care. Go read a safer pairing if you can’t handle it. I promise you that there are fics out there much “dirtier” then mine. So go read them before you pass judgment on me. I’ll accept constructive criticism, but no flames. But in the words of a guy friend that read it: “If I was gay, I would so have a hard-on right now!” Mwahahaha… I shall leave you to read if you so dare.




Dirty Dreams


To Jessica


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*Bam*

Harry’s back hit the floor with a thud. Draco stared down at him with an evil glint in his eyes. Harry didn’t know what was about to happen but he knew it wouldn’t be good.

Draco took two steps and dropped to straddle Harry’s hips. Icy eyes gleamed down at him framed by white-blond hair that had come loose. The tips veiling his face now gave Draco a darker look in his eyes.

Draco put a hand beside Harry’s head as he ran the other slowly up his shirt, sending shivers up his spine. Draco leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

“There’s no where else to run, Potter.” Harry’s breath caught as Draco traced his finger up from Harry’s belly button up to his nipple. He traced it lightly and gave a light pinch. Harry let out an almost inaudible moan as things low clenched tightly.

Harry had been afraid that this might happen. He had been avoiding the gleam in Draco’s eyes until he had started following him. But Harry hadn’t started hiding from him until he noticed he had been looking at Draco with that same heated look. But now, it seemed, Draco had finally gotten the better of him.

His mind suddenly snapped back to the present as Draco’s soft tongue barely traced his ear lobe. Draco pressed his body completely to his, and Harry became drastically aware of something pressing against him between his legs.

Harry’s heart raced as he felt Draco’s beating slow and strong. He could feel every beat as if it were his own.

Harry gave a slight shudder as Draco nibbled at the soft skin under his jaw bone. Harry’s own erection pressed hard against the fabric of his robes, the only thing separating his from Draco’s.

Draco moved so that his pale eyes met Harry’s vivid green ones. Harry closed his eyes as a light grinding took him by surprise. He opened them again to see a small sinister smile trace Draco’s lips before he ran his hand deep into Harry’s matted black hair.

Draco leaned his face close, allowing his lips to barely brush against Harry’s. Harry couldn’t take it anymore and he opened his mouth as he jerked to catch Draco’s with his own. But Draco used his hand in Harry’s hair to tug him back. His lips barely touched Harry’s as he spoke.

“You’ve had your games Potter—now it’s my turn.” Draco slid his tongue between Harry’s lips ever so slightly.

Harry moaned as he grabbed the shirt of Draco’s robes to find the opening and run his hands up his chest. Draco’s skin was cool and smooth. Harry could feel his heart beat again.

He moved his hands so that his nails lightly grazed down Draco’s sides. Draco almost went limp above him before he started rubbing his erection against Harry’s.

Harry made a small movement with his hips so that they rubbed completely.

Draco’s mouth was on Harry’s like fire. It was deep. Draco’s tongue graced the top of Harry’s mouth. It was like Draco was trying to swallow him. It became a battle between the two. One’s tongue would dart into the other’s mouth, but then the other would take control.

Draco pulled back for only a moment as his shirt vanished from sight. His chest shone pale in the low light of the torches lining the small room.

Harry didn’t understand why, but seeing Draco there shirtless, the smooth perfection of his skin in the dark, somehow made him harder then any kiss could manage.

Draco started kissing Harry’s neck. He found a soft spot of skin at the base and started suckling at it. Harry moaned outright as Draco fumbled, trying to get his shirt off. Eventually, growling into Harry’s throat so that it sent shivers into deeper depths, Draco finally managed to rip it open.

He moved down from Harry’s neck and gave a small lick to his nipple. He latched on and started sucking after the first lick earned him a shiver.

Draco moved his hands down and started massaging Harry’s stomach and sides. He moved back up to kiss Harry’s bare neck again. In doing so, he pressed his bare chest to Harry’s. Again Harry noted how cool and smooth it was.

He nibbled at Harry’s bottom lip, his tongue tracing it ever so slightly. Harry opened his mouth again and Draco’s tongue filled it completely.

Harry barely noticed as Draco’s hand slid to cup his cock, lightly massaging it. Harry had moaned into Draco’s mouth without even realizing it.

Harry did notice, however, when his pants came slowly unzipped and a cool hand gripped his erection. Draco started working him, slowly at first, but then faster and harder.

Harry’s head was back, eyes closed, and his mouth completely open from the pleasure. He had never experienced anything like it before.

A pleasure was building in his cock, throbbing with it. He felt like he was about to bust. He almost came in Draco’s hand before he pulled away.

Harry could only feel pure disappointment as he looked up at Draco smirking down at him as he kneeled above him. Draco’s smirk grew as he spoke.

“What would you give me Potter?” His voice was teasing, yet so serious. Harry didn’t even think before he answered.

“Anything.” And he meant it. Anything to feel that wonderful building and release. It was obviously what Draco wanted to hear, because his smirk grew sinister.

“Perfect.” Draco sat up completely as Harry propped himself up on his elbows. His eyes followed Draco’s hand as he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. Draco reached inside to pull out a cock bigger then his own.

It was as pale as Draco’s chest, and slightly gleamed at the top with pre-cum. He pulled Harry so that he sat up, and fisting his hand in the hair on the back of Harry’s head, he pulled him down to it.

Fear knotted through Harry’s body. But after only a moment’s hesitation, Harry licked the head with his tongue. The pre-cum was salty on his lips.

Draco pulled a little more and Harry took him completely into his mouth. Draco hadn’t expected him to deep throat him, and a loud moan echoed through the room.

Harry sucked and licked all the way up the shaft. When Harry deep throated him again, Draco held his head so that Harry couldn’t pull it out again.

Harry sucked hard as he bobbed his head up and down the erection. His hands gripped Draco’s thighs as he deep throated him one more time.

Harry could feel the pressure against his head as Draco held him there, the cock completely in his mouth as he swallowed the cum.

Only after he was spent completely did Draco allow Harry to pull away. What surprised Harry, was that despite all the cum Draco was still hard.

Draco smiled back down at him with that evil gleam in his eyes again.

“Now Potter, it’s your turn.” Harry’s breath caught, and his eyes widened. “Oh, don’t worry, Potter, you’re getting yours in a different way.”

With that Draco yanked Harry’s pants down his legs, exposing him completely. He had only hoped Draco would give him the same pleasure. Just imagining Draco’s tongue licking up his cock made him almost cum. Now new excitement filled him.

Draco had removed his socks and shoes and had even discarded his pants so that he was only left wearing the torn shirt. Draco pushed him back against the floor completely, and grabbing his legs and spreading them as far as he could, he crawled on all fours between them.

Draco took his hand and slid it between Harry’s legs, massaging the skin of his balls. He lowered his head until Harry lost view of his face and lifted his balls to lick the soft piece of skin underneath, between the balls and the sacrum.

Harry shuddered so hard even his dick gave a visible throb. Draco pulled back with a grin on his face. He took a finger and stuck it in his mouth to pull it out gleaming.

He then moved between Harry’s legs again, but this time to find the small opening. He slowly slid his slick finger in as Harry gave a slight wince.

It hurt at first, but Draco started pulling his finger in and out to get used to it. The pain started ebbing away. Draco stopped with his finger completely in.

He started moving it around, again causing Harry to think he would cum right there. Ha managed to make the opening a little wider and slid another finger in.

Harry opened his legs completely, allowing Draco to work at him. Draco started to work his hand faster and harder as he found a spot that made Harry cry out.

Draco hit it continuously until Harry thought he couldn’t stand it. He slowed and gently slid his finger out. Harry looked up at Draco as if to ask if that was it, but Draco had moved so that he was on his knees with Harry’s legs on ether side.

He took his cock and slid it up and down over Harry’s sacrum, the head barely grazing the opening as it became slick with pre-cum. Draco stopped with the head barely pushing into the opening.

He waited only a second before slowly pushing himself inside. He went in deep and smooth. Harry inhaled deeply as he through his head back.

Draco started riding into him, pulling out so that only the head was in and slowly gliding back in. Harry was gripping Draco’s arms, no sound able to come from his mouth.

As he squeezed Draco’s arms harder, Draco started thrusting faster and with more force. He found the spot again and started hitting it over and over.

Draco was now thrusting into Harry as hard as he could. Harry recognized the building of pressure in his cock as it grew little by little each time Draco hit the spot.

Then, unexpectedly, Draco’s hand was around his cock pumping with each thrust. Both bodies shuddered and Harry felt Draco relax as he came in him.

It had been a blinding flash of light and pleasure, and Draco lifted his hand that was now painted with Harry’s own cum, and licked the milky substance off his fingers.

Draco leaned down and kissed Harry deeply again. His tongue probing Harry’s mouth as he slowly pulled out. Harry could taste the salt on his lips and tongue.

Draco leaned back only to look Harry in the eyes and say one thing, “Remember this, Potter—next time it’s my turn.” He then kissed Harry again, filling his mouth completely.

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Green eyes shot open. They slowly came into focus as Harry looked over to find Ron sleeping quietly in his bed. Harry heaved a big sigh as he reminded himself that he was in his bedroom in the Gryffindor Tower at Hogwarts.

He reminded himself that it was only a dream as he noticed the salty taste in his mouth. But he got back under the covers and rolled over, completely oblivious to the note left next to his bed.

Remember, Potter, next time it’s my turn.

The End