Stormy Ride

Sex on a (Broom) Stick Harry Potter Fanfic Challenge from:Sky Dunsmore
AFF.net
Story Requirements:
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1. Two HP characters must cozy up to one another while riding a broomstick in the air together. This can consist of heavy flirting, kissing, touching, full on sex, or any combination of these.
2. The two characters must not have had a romantic history together.
3. A storm must be included somewhere in the story. What kind of storm is up to you!
Technical info: You may use any characters from HP you wish, but no Mary Sue's or original characters, please. Slash OK, het OK, etc.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing. Please don't sue.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM
Warnings: slash
A/N: My response to the above challenge found on adult-fanfiction.org

Title: Stormy Ride
By: Loria Amnekia


The storm rolled in during the Gryffindor/Slytherin Quidditch match. The game was called because the wind had begun to knock the players off course and they were in danger of being blown off their brooms. All the players and the spectators ran back into the castle for some hot chocolate and some hot food in the Great Hall. All except for two players that is.

Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Seeker had been tailing Harry Potter, Seeker for Gryffindor, throughout the entire match. They were too high up in the air to hear the announcement to go inside. They kept searching for the Golden Snitch. Unfortunately, Draco got blown of course. As he tried to see where he was at, he heard a noise to his left. -Whoomp!!- He tried to figure out what it could be. But before he could accuratley guess, something knocked into the tail of his broom, sending him spinning out of control towards the noise. Startled, he yelled for help. And was surprised to feel two strong arms grab him and pull him off his broom. Before he could ask who his savior was, he saw the large, hulking shape of the Whomping Willow before him and watched his prized Nimbus 2001 get smashed to pieces in it's branches.

"Malfoy, are you alright?"

Draco turned his head to look at his savior and realized that it was none other than Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived-Extrodinaire.

"I'm gonna turn us around and try to see if anyone is on the pitch still." He heard Potter say. Draco shivered as he felt Potter's breath caress his ear. He felt Potter's arms tighten around him slightly and let himself relax in Potter's grasp.

"Potter, why did you come after me? Why didn't you just leave me there? Anyone else in this school would have cheered that bloody tree on." Draco said, trying unsuccessfully to ignore the warmth radiating from Potter's body.

"I know how bad that tree can get. I um, I didn't want to see you get killed by it." Potter stuttered nervously. He was having a hard time concentrating on what he was doing with Draco's body pressed up against his. The feeling of all that warm, lean muscle against his chest was making him warm in places he didn't want to think about at the moment.

They fly slowly over to the Quidditch Pitch and Harry lowered their altitude slightly so they could see the stands. They realized that no one was there. They were alone outside the castle in the middle of a terrible storm. Their arms tightened around each other slightly as if they were both afraid the other would disappear.

"Everyone must have gone inside," Harry said, looking back in the direction he knew the castle to be, "I don't think we will make back in, Malfoy. What if we fly under the stands and wait for the storm to lessen? I think we'll be okay on the broom once we're under there."

"That's fine, Potter. Just get us somewhere. It's getting hard to see out here." Draco responded, his teeth chattering and making him stutter.

Harry manuvered the broom and flew underneath the Gryffindor stands and then held the broom still. He tilted his head down to check on his passenger and saw soft grey eyes looking back at him. He could see the trace of fear in them and felt Draco shivering in his arms.

"Let's see if we can get you turned around so you're not sitting sideways," Harry said. After some careful shifting, they got Draco turned so he was straddling the broom facing Harry.

"Come here, Draco. You're shivering. We should stay close to each other and try to keep warm." Harry said, holding out a hand to Draco and helping him stay steady while he slide futher down the broom.

They sat in silence on the broom and listened to storm rage around them. Draco had laid his head on Harry's shoulder and their arms were wrapped around each other. Harry had the broom tightly grasped with his thighs and Draco's legs were hanging to either side of Harry's. Draco was quite comfortable sitting in Harry's lap as he was. The warmth from the Gryffindor's body was keeping him from shivering and Harry's arms wrapped tightly around his waist made him feel safe from falling.

Harry shifted his head to look at Draco at the same time that Draco lifted his head to say something. Their lips touched slightly and their eyes went wide at the feeling. They pulled their heads back and looked at each other wide-eyed for a moment before giving into their body's demands and pressing their lips together again.

The kiss started soft and gentle. Both boys were filled with a tingling sensation throughout their bodies and an odd feeling of rightness and contentment. Draco increased the pressure of the kiss and it instantly become fierce. A hungry feeling passed through them and before they realized what was happening they were pulling each other's robes and shirts off. Hands roamed over skin as their tongues worked into each other's mouths fought for dominance. They pressed closer together and felt their hard cocks pressed together. They moaned in extasy at the contact and rocked their hips together gently.

As the storm continued to rage around them, their kisses become more feverish and Harry laid Draco on his back on the broom. Draco wrapped himself around Harry, more out of the want to keep him close then out of fear of falling. They had forgotten that it was stroming, they had forgotten that they were on a broom, floating ten feet in the air under the stands. All they cared for at that moment, was the feeling of tongues, lips, hands, and skin together.

Harry unfastened Draco's trousers and carefully pulled them off him. They dropped to the ground to join their robes and shirts. Then he carefully removed his own trousers and let them fall as well. He laid back down on Draco and they botspedsped and the sudden feeling of skin on skin from head to toe. The ground their erections together and moaned into each other's mouths.

"Harry, Oh, H-H-Harry, I want, Oh God, I want you inside me, Oh.." Draco moaned against Harry's shoulder while Harry nibbled on his neck.

"Draco, are you sure?" Harry asked, shifting so he could see Draco's face, which was flushed with arousal.

"Yes" Draco said, arching his hips up into Harry's.

Harry slid his fingers in Draco's and groaned in pleasure watching him suck and lick them. THen he slid one moistened finger into Draco's tight hole and moaned at the feel of that perfect ass clenching around him.

"Oh God, Draco! This is going to be so good. You're so tight..." Harry moaned, wiggling the finger around before pulling it out and sliding in two fingers.

"Harry, Oh yes, Please Harry, I want-ah!, Oh, I want you inside me..." Draco whimpered, enjoying the questing fingers inside him.

Harry replaced the two fingers with there and moved them in out, stretching and preparing the hole for what was to come.

"Now, Oh God, Harry now!" Draco cried out as Harry's fingers grazed his prostate.

Harry removed his fingers and spat into his hand. He rubbed the spit over his erection and the slowly slid it inside Draco.

"Oh! God, Draco! You're so tight! So hot! Oh!" Harry cried out, sinking inside Draco's hole slowly.

"Harry! Oh shit! Harry, yes! More, more, please, Harry!" Draco babbled.

Harry slid all the way in and the pulled out almost fully, only to slid back in and hit Draco's prostate gland forcefully. Draco shuddered under the wonderful onslaught. He clutched at Harry's back, fingernails marking deep lines down the toned muscle. He wrapped his legs tightly around Harry's waist and moaned loudly for when Harry hit his prostate again and again.

"Faster, Harry! Harder, Please! I want you! I want it all!" Draco cried out.

The storm picked up strength and the wind whistled the stands blocking out the cries of the lovers from anyone who might have been trying to find them. The rain pelted the stands above and around them making a constant thrumming rythm that Harry began to follow with his thrusts. He looked down at Draco and pressed their lips together for a passionate kiss. He saw in Draco's eyes that he was close so he shifted his position a bit to be able to touch Draco's weeping erection.

"OH! Harry, yes, Harry, yes, yes, Oh God! Oh, don't stop! Harry! Harry! Harry! YES! HARRY!!" Draco screamed as he came.

Harry felt Draco clenching around him. He looked down into the beautiful grey eyes of the boy below him and screamed Draco's name as he followed him to climax.


The boys lay locked in an embrace on Harry's broom as their hearts slowed their frantic pace and their bodies cooled. Harry sat up pulled Draco with him.

"I, um, I don't hear the storm anymore," Harry said.

"Neither do I, Harry," Draco replied, tilting Harry's head up so he could look him in the eyes, "Neither do I. I think the storm his over now. How about we get dressed and go see if we can get something to eat?" Draco said,smiling softly and planting a small kiss on Harry's lips.

"Yeah. I think that's a good idea." He said, with a grin. He wrapped his arms around Draco as he guided the broom to the ground.

The two Seekers put their clothes back on and walked to the castle hand in hand. Before they opened the doors, they shared a long, intense kiss. Then they pulled open the doors and walked into the castle together.


A/N: Please Review. First Challenge attempt. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed 'Of Fangs and Fur.' I am still working on it. Just in need of a break. Thanks! Loria