My Dream Lover
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,989
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I do not make any money from these writings.
My Dream Lover
My Dream Lover
The slamming door echoed through the London flat. He stalked angrily through the luxurious penthouse as he recalled the teasing words of his friend Pansy.
She thought it was funny to call him on his love for that person, did she?
His pacing footsteps broke the silence of the empty house. As he stripped off his clothing to sink into the already prepared warm water in the claw footed tub of his bathroom, he sighed.
He knew she was right. He had never gotten over that person. Even when they were enemies, he had done his best to be a part of that person’s life.
As warmth seeped into his body, he recalled the numerous fights he had started just to get that persons attention.
Now he was friends with him but he knew that the friendship was all that man would ever feel for him. A passing glimpse at a mirror as he rose from the tub to dry off showed the unhappy frown on his face.
He would be getting married tomorrow. He knew he didn’t love the girl -his friend- and she didn’t love him but neither of them could be with the ones they loved and a compromise had to be made.
He would marry Hermione Granger and he would take good care of her. But he knew that he would always love that person. He curled up naked on his queen sized bed and tried to sleep.
He sighed and turned once more in his bed as he struggled to sleep. He was horny as hell and the visions of silky smooth tan skin and laughing emerald eyes danced in front of his eyes.
He groaned as his cock gave a heartfelt twitch and he realized that he would never get to sleep if he didn’t wank. He flipped over on his back as he wrapped pale fingers around his throbbing shaft.
He shifted experimentally and started to jerk his hand up and down the dripping shaft with fervor. He imagined black lashes casting shadowed crescents on Harry’s tanned cheeks.
He imagined Harry wouldn’t be able to contain his moans. Draco could almost hear the whimpers and groans that he would make as he pushed his way into his lovers tight hot body.
He would whisper dirty things to his lover and be exultant in Harry’s response. And there would be a response. He would be unable to contain himself.
Draco could see his love’s silky black hair spread on his pillows as he withered beneath the onslaught of passion Draco would give him.
He would touch and feel, stroke and bite, rub and press that smooth tanned flesh.
He would use all of his knowledge and expertise to give Harry more pleasure than he could ever dream of.
“Ahhhhhhhh………….” Draco pulled roughly on his cock as the images overwhelmed him.
“Ugggghhhhh…….ugghhh……….” His thighs shook and flexed as his orgasm overtook him.
His back flexed and arched as his release spurted hard and far, coating his stroking hand and glistening chest.
“Mmmmm…… Haarrrrrrrrrryyy………” He languidly gave himself a few more strokes, prolonging the feeling.
As his body cooled off Draco whispered a cleaning charm and turned over on his stomach.
He would be getting married tomorrow to a woman he didn’t love. He sighed as he thought of his dark haired savior.
He knew it wasn’t meant to be. He couldn’t have the one he wanted but he would try to make the best of what he could have.
A friend named Hermione who was in the same predicament as him and had offered him a choice and escape from the useless belief that he might someday be with his love.
As his eyes grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep, his last thought was of glimmering emerald eyes and a softly curving body that would fit his perfectly.
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Okay….. Sorry I went on a crazy no update strike. My muse pretty much died…. So yeah….. But I’m back now and there will probably be one or two more sequels to this lovely little drama. One for Hermione for sure!!!!!!!!!!!!
My other fic is in the process of being finished so new chappies will be posted soon. Bare with me kind people!
The slamming door echoed through the London flat. He stalked angrily through the luxurious penthouse as he recalled the teasing words of his friend Pansy.
She thought it was funny to call him on his love for that person, did she?
His pacing footsteps broke the silence of the empty house. As he stripped off his clothing to sink into the already prepared warm water in the claw footed tub of his bathroom, he sighed.
He knew she was right. He had never gotten over that person. Even when they were enemies, he had done his best to be a part of that person’s life.
As warmth seeped into his body, he recalled the numerous fights he had started just to get that persons attention.
Now he was friends with him but he knew that the friendship was all that man would ever feel for him. A passing glimpse at a mirror as he rose from the tub to dry off showed the unhappy frown on his face.
He would be getting married tomorrow. He knew he didn’t love the girl -his friend- and she didn’t love him but neither of them could be with the ones they loved and a compromise had to be made.
He would marry Hermione Granger and he would take good care of her. But he knew that he would always love that person. He curled up naked on his queen sized bed and tried to sleep.
He sighed and turned once more in his bed as he struggled to sleep. He was horny as hell and the visions of silky smooth tan skin and laughing emerald eyes danced in front of his eyes.
He groaned as his cock gave a heartfelt twitch and he realized that he would never get to sleep if he didn’t wank. He flipped over on his back as he wrapped pale fingers around his throbbing shaft.
He shifted experimentally and started to jerk his hand up and down the dripping shaft with fervor. He imagined black lashes casting shadowed crescents on Harry’s tanned cheeks.
He imagined Harry wouldn’t be able to contain his moans. Draco could almost hear the whimpers and groans that he would make as he pushed his way into his lovers tight hot body.
He would whisper dirty things to his lover and be exultant in Harry’s response. And there would be a response. He would be unable to contain himself.
Draco could see his love’s silky black hair spread on his pillows as he withered beneath the onslaught of passion Draco would give him.
He would touch and feel, stroke and bite, rub and press that smooth tanned flesh.
He would use all of his knowledge and expertise to give Harry more pleasure than he could ever dream of.
“Ahhhhhhhh………….” Draco pulled roughly on his cock as the images overwhelmed him.
“Ugggghhhhh…….ugghhh……….” His thighs shook and flexed as his orgasm overtook him.
His back flexed and arched as his release spurted hard and far, coating his stroking hand and glistening chest.
“Mmmmm…… Haarrrrrrrrrryyy………” He languidly gave himself a few more strokes, prolonging the feeling.
As his body cooled off Draco whispered a cleaning charm and turned over on his stomach.
He would be getting married tomorrow to a woman he didn’t love. He sighed as he thought of his dark haired savior.
He knew it wasn’t meant to be. He couldn’t have the one he wanted but he would try to make the best of what he could have.
A friend named Hermione who was in the same predicament as him and had offered him a choice and escape from the useless belief that he might someday be with his love.
As his eyes grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep, his last thought was of glimmering emerald eyes and a softly curving body that would fit his perfectly.
***************
Okay….. Sorry I went on a crazy no update strike. My muse pretty much died…. So yeah….. But I’m back now and there will probably be one or two more sequels to this lovely little drama. One for Hermione for sure!!!!!!!!!!!!
My other fic is in the process of being finished so new chappies will be posted soon. Bare with me kind people!