The Dance

Music heavy and thumping. The bass moving through him like some living thing. The rhythm was a part of him. Harry moved and danced like the air through the trees. He didn’t need a partner, he just needed room to move, and move he did like music was invented for him alone.

He came here once every weekend. This was his little escape, the gay club in the town next to his. He loved to dance, to be free, but in his life he had to hide many things. Well many things he didn’t even know about himself. He wasn’t gay, well he didn’t know if he was or not. Harry was shy, he knew that.

As a teen he stayed home every night focusing on his work. Really he was hiding. He hadn’t the first clue how to approach a girl, he let his fears overtake him. As a result he was 23 and still a virgin.

Yes he had a great job, and was even thinking of starting his own company in a few years. Love though, love he had never known. And the only touch his body had ever felt, was his own. Harry blushed. Even then it was under the cover of darkness. There was nothing wrong with him. At 5’5 he wasn’t tall by any sense of the word. He was slender with well defined abs and just enough muscle to know he took his health seriously. He was slightly tan with eyes the color green of apples and hair as black as night.

No, there was nothing wrong with his looks.

Dancing at Motion Works, Harry felt free. As the song switched over to another with a slower more sensual beat, Harry felt arms slowly encircle his waist.

“You move like an angel.” A deep voice whispered in his ear.

Harry stilled a little in his dancing, his partner must have taken it for a sign of stopping.

The stranger whispered in his ear again. “Don‘t, I had to dance with you. I see you in here every week, and your so beautiful.” Harry blushed. What was wrong with him, he had to say something.

“Um err…thank you?” Harry replied. They talked little after that, just moved to the beat. Harry letting his body take him where it would. Too soon the song was over and Harry let the stranger lead him over to a table.

He got his first look at his mystery dancer and his breath caught. Now Harry had found others attractive both men and women, not that he would voice this. Though this man, he was breathtaking. He was about 6’2 with styled and shortly cropped blond hair eyes the color of storm clouds. Muscles that looked just right on him and clothing tapered to fit his body.

“Wow.” Harry breathed then quickly looked away blushing

A deep chuckle was drawn from the stranger. “Don‘t be embarrassed Angel, I love that you look at me.” Raising Harry’s face to meet his eyes “My name is Draco and yours?”

“H-Harry.” He stuttered out.

“Beautiful. Harry, you must let me buy you a drink.” Draco answered

Harry could only nod as Draco continued to stare at him with those amazing eyes. Nodding Draco left only to return with two drinks for them. Harry sipped his to find it his regular drink. Blinking questioningly at his guest Draco replied “I watch you often my little Angel. You are so beautiful I had to talk to you.”

“I‘m not…”

“But you are. Tell me, does your lover know you come here?” Draco questioned still staring into Harry’s eyes.

“I d-don’t have a lover.” Harry blushed

Smiling Draco answered “Good no competition then. Care to dance Angel?” Magic words, Harry took the offered hand and was soon back in Draco’s arms moving to the music.

One song turned into five and things were heating up. Harry was moving against Draco slowly. Draco groaned softly into Harry’s ear.

“Oh God, I made him do that. How can I be doing this? Am I gay? I’m not am I?”

Draco griped Harry’s hips and brought him back grinding himself into Harry. He leaned down and softly kissed Harry’s neck. Hearing his breath catch, Draco softly stroked his tongue across that spot. Harry moved closer to him.

Draco’s voice was a husky whisper in his ears “Come home with me Angel. Let me take care of you.”

All Harry could do was nod. Moving to gather his things, Harry let Draco lead him out to his car. “Took a taxi over, so I‘ll just ride with you.” Damn he almost slipped and said something else, have to be more careful. He was so out of his league here.

They quickly arrived at Draco’s house. A two story house in a nice neighborhood. Something you see family’s or businessmen living in. “Well this is it.” Draco said leading Harry on an quick tour.

“Something to drink?” Draco asked. Harry feeling a little nervous agreed, what could it do but help relax him.

They took their drinks into the spacious living room and Draco started to talk. “So no lover, you live alone then?”

Harry nodded.

Seeing his nervousness, Draco needed to know something. “Harry, may I ask you a personal question?” Getting the nod of approval he went on. “Have you ever been with a man?”

Harry shook his head no. “I-I‘ve never been with anyone.” He blushed

“Never…uh oh. Harry will you let me show you? We can stop if anything feels wrong or you aren‘t comfortable.” When Harry nodded yes, Draco let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

He led Harry to his bedroom, He couldn’t believe he was there with him. “Angel, you don‘t know how may times I‘ve seen you and wanted to dance with you. Be near you. You have no clue how beautiful you are.”

Harry, blushed harder and Draco couldn’t help but kiss him. It started off as a slight meeting of lips. Harry opened his mouth letting Draco’s tongue in. Draco groaned deepening the kiss. He moved his tongue slowly against Harry’s not wanting to scare him away. Slowly they moved back to the bed. Once they lay upon it with Draco in top, they resumed their kiss.

“Can I take off your shirt?” Draco asked removing his own shirt. Harry getting his first look as his new lover nodded his head yes. Licking his suddenly dry lips Harry lifted his arms as Draco removed his shirt.

“Oh God, your perfect.” Draco whispered against Harry’s skin. He slowly peppered kisses on his chest moving up to his neck. Slowly he started to nip the soft flesh there, kissing and soothing it with his tongue. He let his hand drift down to the bulge in his Angel’s pants. Kissing Harry again he slowly started to stroke him through his pants. Harry moved his mouth away to moan softly.

“Can I take your pants off Angel?” Draco huskily whispered.

“Yes.” Harry moaned out

Draco removed first Harry’s then his own pants. He took in his first look of Harry, who was in turn looking at him. “Harry” He called, and again when the other didn’t respond. “Harry, baby. I want to taste you. Will you let me?”

“Oh yes.” Harry answered.

Draco left a trail of kisses from Harry’s lips to his navel, where he stopped to dip his tongue in and out. A mock of what he would soon be doing with other parts of Harry’s body. Draco moved to softly kiss and nibble at Harry’s hip bones, dipping his tongue into the indentations there.

He moved down to inhale the smell of his Angel….slowly he took his penis and licked the head. Then inch by inch took him into his mouth. Licking and tonguing the sides and Harry moaned an withered on the bed. Draco took Harry all the way into his mouth and into his throat. Swallowing around him then removing his mouth to do it again. Draco looked up to see Harry moaning as turning his head from side to side.

Eyes tightly closed and head bowed, he was the picture of beauty and pleasure. Draco placed two of his fingers by his lips. “ Get them wet for me Angel.” And Harry took them into his mouth licking and sucking them, making them nice and wet. Draco removed his fingers with a pop and brought them down to Harry’s entrance.

“Look at me Angel.” Draco whispered as his fingers circled the slowly loosening passage. When Harry’s eyes met his, Draco slowly pressed one finger into him. Pushing it in and out loosing the passage for another finger. When he felt that Harry was ready he pressed in another finger.

Harry’s breath caught for a moment. He could not imagine that this was happening. He was in someone’s bed, a MALE someone. Being kissed , touched, stroked. The weirdest part was, he liked it!

He stiffed a little as Draco added a third finger and it stung a bit. Draco, he was so good looking, not that he looked at many men before. And Draco liked him, noticed him. Even had a little bit of a crush on him. He might have one back.

Harry moaned and arched onto Draco’s fingers. He’d hit something very pleasant. It felt like tingles through his entire body.

“Ready Angel?” At Harry’s nod, Draco climbed up to once again kiss Harry. “You nervous? We can stop if you want.” Draco questioned.

“No I want to do this, I want you Draco.” Harry timidly answered

“Ok Angel, I‘ll take care of you.” Draco took the tube from his bedside drawer and spread some of its contents over his erection. He kissed Harry one more time before slowly entering him.

Harry gasped at the feeling. “You ok?” Draco questioned. Harry nodded. Draco started to move again. Once he was fully sated, he waited for Harry to adjust.

“Y-you can move now.” Harry whispered.

Draco leaned down and kissed Harry, the kiss becoming serious. Their tongues dueling against each other. Draco started to move, slowly at first then gained some speed. Twisting his hips until he heard Harry gasp, knowing he had found what he was looking for. The found a rhythm, quick and throbbing. In and out, pleasure strumming through them.

Draco reached down and began to stroke Harry’s neglected penis, Harry started to moan louder and press himself up onto Draco.
“Oh God, Draco harder. Harder, please.” Harry moaned gripping Draco’s arms for leverage.

Moving in and out of his Angel. The guy of his dreams, Draco felt himself saying the words. His hearts desire. He couldn‘t even stop himself. “Oh Angel, I love you. I Love you so much.” With one last thrust Harry came spilling himself over both their stomachs and Draco’s hand. Seeing Harry in such pleasure, Draco followed filling his Angel, his love.

Draco moved to lay next to Harry on the bed. How could he have said that?

“You love me?” Harry questioned

“I. Yes, I love you. I don‘t want to scare you away. I just couldn’t help but fall in love with you. Then you came home with me, you are so special. I just, I‘m sorry Harry.”

“Angel.” Harry replied

“What?” Draco asked

“You can call me your Angel.” Harry answered leaning over to kiss Draco.