Green-Eyed Monster

Disclaimer: Officially Not Mine.
Warnings: extremely bottom!Draco....?? Dirty talk? Underage boy wizards fucking like mad weasels on teh bad crack.
Author Notes: Wheee! Most plotless/pointless drabblesmut -ever-!

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\"S-stop!\" Malfoy screamed. He bucked wildly, only succeeding in impaling himself further on Harry\'s needy cock.

Harry\'s eyes rolled back as he panted, hands clenched around Malfoy\'s waist. \"Can\'t—I—god—\" His thighs shook, muscles nearly cramping with the strain of pumping so fast. He babbled continuously now, while Draco only keened at the back of his throat, his sweaty, pale limbs smacking back noisily with every thrust.

He hadn\'t touched Malfoy\'s dick this whole time, but from the gurgling noises the other made, he didn\'t have to bother. He\'d stopped yelling protests a while go, only sobbing incoherently and twisting his hips back.

Harry\'s lips curled violently around his teeth in a silent snarl, and his fingers pinched and pulled and kneaded at Malfoy\'s sweat-slick lower belly, finally tangling in the small thatch of dark blond pubic hair.

\"Y-you—this is all your f-fault,\" he panted, groaning loudly as Malfoy\'s balls slapped wetly against him. \"Sogood—fuck—can\'t—can\'t even stop—need to fuck you—never stop—\"

He pulled compulsively at Malfoy\'s sparse, silky hair, fingers skidding yet lower to roll his tightening balls in rhythm to Harry\'s rapid fucking. \"So—hard—you keep—watchin\' me like—I can\'t help it—nnngh—makin\' me wanna—f-fuck—in front of \'em—show \'em you\'re—aaaagh—!\"

Draco didn\'t make a sound throughout this tirade, but his tissues clenched down around Harry\'s twitching prick, and warm thick fluid coated Harry\'s fingers.

Harry yelled something incoherent, milking Malfoy\'s cock as it jerked in his fist again and again, just as his own spurted repeatedly inside Malfoy\'s shuddering body. He was still shooting his load when he collapsed onto Malfoy\'s back, his strength failing him. Malfoy whimpered and his arse managed to clench weakly yet again, leaving both of them moaning in exhaustion.

Malfoy\'s come pooled with Harry\'s beneath them, coagulating and finally stiffening the sheets, but neither moved from where they lay, Harry sprawled on top of Draco with his semi-hard prick still lodged inside him.

Malfoy\'s neck was awash in salty wetness, and Harry\'s tongue traveled along its length in lazy, sated zigzags.

When he fastened his mouth in place and sucked, Malfoy mumbled something into the damp pillow. Harry thought it sounded like his name.

A quarter of an hour had probably come and gone before Malfoy spoke wearily, barely moving his mouth to enunciate. \"Can\'t fuck me if you want to fuck around, Potter. I\'ll fucking cut your balls off if you push.\"

\"Mmmm,\" Harry mumbled, kissing the place he\'d recently hurt, tonguing it a bit. \"Got it. No fucking half of Hogwarts in some attempt to—mmmm—push you.\"

\"I\'d fucking strangle you and be done with it if I wasn\'t so bloody knackered, arsehole.\"

Harry laughed softly, rolling off with a sigh. \"You know I want you all the bloody time, you wanker. No room left for anyone even if I fancied it, is there?\"

Malfoy popped open a single bleary blue-gray eye. There was currently only the lightest circle of that color around the hugely dilated pupil, though. \"You fucking owe me big for this,\" he said hoarsely. Wits returning slowly, but his voice wouldn\'t entirely come back until Harry let up on the face-fucking a bit, and of course that was how Harry liked it.

\"For what?\" Harry smirked, watching Malfoy\'s well-used arse glisten with sweat and come. He wanted to lick it off already, and his heart was still beating too fast.

\"Making me picture Weasley naked, nitwit.\" He grunted indelicately. \"I have a delicate constitution, Potter, and some things cannot be tolerated in good conscience.\"

\"Yeah,\" Harry said absently, slowly raising a sluggish arm to rest his palm on Malfoy\'s pleasantly firm backside. \"Got it, baby. We\'re totally clear. You don\'t want to fuck Ron. Okay.\" Thoughtfully, he pinched a bit, making Malfoy jump, cursing.

Malfoy had just opened his mouth and got to an indignant \"Pot—!\" when two slicked digits disappeared up his upturned arse, and the rest came out as a squeak. \"B-bastard!\" he stuttered, his hips undulating against the mattress. \"Don\'t you -dare- fucking—sssstop!\"

\"Never planned on it,\" Harry said brightly, and squirmed closer for a bite.