Behind the Masks

Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn’t belong to me. However, I am in the works to buy it. Really? NO NOT REAAAALLLY!

Timeline: Harry’s seventh year.

Warnings: THIS CHAPTER IS “R”!!!! Contains slash. Don’t like it? Don’t read it!

PART OF A LARGER STORY! If you want the whole story go to http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2539446/1/


Behind the Masks

Deep down into the Slytherin dormitory Harry and Draco sat cuddled up in front of his fire quiet and thoughtful.

So much was going on inside of them at the moment it seemed impossible to describe it. So they didn’t, they just felt it. They felt the heart beat of each other, felt the hot flesh of each others skin as Harry stroked his arms all the way down to his finger tips then back up.

“I love you Harry.” Draco whispered his eyes never leaving the crackling fire in the hearth. “I just…I wanted…” His breath seemed to be catch as if too emotional to describe.

“I know, sweetheart.” Harry kissed his hair. “I love you, too. I don’t know what I’d do if…” He couldn’t finish the thought as his eyes too stared into the glowing flame. “I’ll protect you with my life, always.”

Draco felt his inside twist around; his stomach flopped around with a nervous squeamish feeling, while his heart thumped loudly in his chest.

Draco gray/blue eyes found Harry’s green orbs. There was a tense but gentle moment until Draco swallowed heavily and got up onto his knees and straddled Harry lap.

“Draco? What are….?”

The blonde’s soft powdery lips took Harry’s making the boy-who-lived weak all over. He didn’t think Draco had ever kissed him like this before. With heat, yes. With fire, yes. But never with a need like it was necessary, like air was. Like warmth on a winters eve. This was how Draco kissed him, not moving too fast and perhaps that was what struck Harry most of all.

Draco slowly pulled away after a long moment. Harry’s eyes fluttered open and looked at his beloved with wonder.

“Harry, things are so uncertain. I don’t know what’s going to happen but I want this.” Harry could feel Draco’s heart pounding against his own while he held him close.

The next sentence Draco spoke made Harry loss his breath.

“Make love to me…please, Harry.”

Harry opened his mouth but nothing seemed to be coming out.

“I need to be with you. Oh, Harry. Please. Forever, just me and you.” Draco kissed Harry again, this time with a little more urgency.

Draco had never been intimate with another person. Despite what people thought about Slytherins they kept to themselves. Making love was too private to share among just anyone. Draco had always seen this act as giving his body to someone completely. In trust and in love. No, this was not an act that he would share for just the pleasure of it.

Draco didn’t wait for Harry’s yes as he stood up taking his hand and leading him across his room towards the large four postured bed.

He tugged Harry to sit on the edge; he looked bewildered, aroused and nervous all in one.

Draco’s heart pounded against his ribs as he tugged at his robes and let them slide down his shoulders to the ground. Next came his sweater, then his colored shirt underneath leaving his chest exposed to the cold. He shivered and Harry reached out instinctively.

Pulling his love to him they kissed. Gently Harry massaged Draco’s lower lip, his warm hand warming the exposed flesh of his lover’s body.

The room was silent as Draco’s shacking hands reached out and pulled off the hoody and t-shirt underneath. Their bare chests touched and they both exhaled heavily as fire started to pulse through their veins.

Harry’s hands were trembling also, whether with nerves or passion he wasn’t sure as he undid Draco’s trousers and pulled them down over his soft green boxers.

“Sash,” Harry whispered his stomach jumping but his body full of warmth. “Let me warm you up.” He pulled Draco under the warm covers for their shoes had long been discarded before sitting on the couch.

They kissed and touched each others body’s under the covers until they felt so hot they would boil.

Draco and Harry were both fumbling to get Harry’s trousers off before long. But they pulled off his boxers as well when they threw them off the bed. Draco pulled back the covers so he could see Harry’s exposed body.

“Beautiful.” Draco moaned kissing his chest, his abs and around his belly button. “So beautiful.”

As his hand found his tension Harry’s body arched, crying out Draco’s name.

Their lips started to become greedy as they kissed and Harry’s hands ran down and touched Draco making him cry out into his own mouth. This was so sensual to Harry because it felt like Draco was breathing life into him.

“Harrrryyyyyyy….” He breathed raising his hips to meet Harry’s touch. “I need you, I need you.” He panted pulling Harry closer. “Make me yours.”

Harry was trembling with need as he lay on top of his soon-to-be lover.

He knew he wanted to make love to Draco. He knew what he wanted but for one terrifying moment Harry wasn’t exactly sure how.

His partner noticed this right away and laughed while he kissed him. Harry’s checks burned a bit red until Draco’s hand held his own and moved it down to the legs he had parted just for Harry.

“It’s okay,” Draco whispered. “Use your fingers at first, I’m ready.”

What he needed to do finally dawned on Harry then he became a little nervous. His cheeks were flushed again until he went into mental lapse when his index finger slide into Draco.

“Oh!” Draco arched his hips and his lust filled ears looked into the wondering ones before him. He couldn’t think anymore as Harry started to press in and out making his body tremble with need.

Any blood left in Harry’s head left him as he pressed a second digit into Draco making him cry out his name and pant.

He pressed a third in and took Draco into his mouth as he grabbed his shoulders and cried out. “Take me, Harry! I need you!”

It was too much for him to say no to. He lowered himself on top of the slender Slytherin and kissed him all over his face and pushed Draco’s legs open wider using his hips.

“H-harry.” Draco whispered his name then all breath left his body in a gasp while Harry claimed him for the first time.

The two trembled, sweaty as their blood pumped through their bodies. Harry had set his elbows beside Draco’s shoulders his hands holding the back of Draco’s head up to kiss him all over. Draco’s arms were holding onto Harry’s neck for dear life.

The first movement made them both sob. Their eyes opened and stayed still and locked as Harry set the passionate rhythm as old as life and time itself. It felt like it was just for them though and they were the only people in the world to have made love like this.

Sweat covered their faces, making Harry’s bangs slick to his forehead, just over his lip were Draco could taste the salt of his sweat while they kissed. The rhythm increased as Draco wrapped his long pale legs around Harry’s waist his left hand reaching back to hold Draco’s thigh as they moved.

“No-” Harry panted. “Open your eyes, love. I want to-see you-” His briefly closed as if not being able to take the pleasure building to a climax in his body.

Their eyes locked as their rhythm intensified ten-fold. The headboard now banging against the stone wall only added to the panting and moaning coming from them.

“Yes, Harry! I love you.” Draco panted arching his neck back only to leave room for Harry’s mouth to assault his exposed neck.

Now they stared into each others eyes the rhythm faster and faster as they finally kissed and they both went over the edge together.

Harry couldn’t move, unable to remove himself from his lover’s body as they lay their gasping and panting for air their hot, sweaty body pressed tightly together.

“I love you, lifemate.”

Harry smiled softly feeling as if his life had just begun. “I love you more.”