|That's Not Your Tie
Author: City Girl Dreamer PM
Harry's been kept behind in Potions, for another lecture...again! But it wasn't his fault, it was a certain blonde's fault...the same one who's lurking outside, ready to attack...Slash. Smut. Draco/Harry. One-Shot!Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Draco M. & Harry P. - Words: 2,164 - Reviews: 39 - Favs: 98 - Follows: 7 - Published: 07-23-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4417187
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Revised Edition. Not much change...but with a few added things.
Revised Edition. Not much change...but with a few added things.
Warning: Sexy, smutty, pointless smut! Basically pr0n personified!
Disclaimer: There was no contract declaring I owned Harry Potter when I looked in my DVD cases...ah well..
That's Not Your Tie…
Harry was fuming.
He had been held behind after Potion's to listen to another one Snape's lectures on 'wasting' ingredients.
It wasn't his fault though! Not this time anyway…
He hadn't meant for the cauldron to explode and splatter everyone with the blue substance inside of it. Also, judging by the angered glares and the annoyed looks he was getting…it would be highly unlikely that Harry would be getting off lightly.
He was right.
For the past fifteen minutes he had been stood in front of Professor Snape, listening to him go on and on about how crucial it was to pay attention and to take head of instructions carefully!
Harry tried to explain that it wasn't his fault but Snape wouldn't listen to him and one glare shut Harry up straight away.
He sighed. It really wasn't his fault though…a certain blonde prince kept putting him off with provocative looks and seductive actions. It made Harry's face burn just thinking about it.
Draco deserved to be punished…severely!
Harry shook his head of the explicit and graphic images from his head and listened to the last part of Snape's lecture.
"…better things to do, so get out of my sight and make sure it never happens again…though I doubt it." Snape muttered the last bit but Harry still heard it.
He merely rolled his eyes, turned and walked out of the classroom, through the door and…
…straight into a certain someone's waiting arms.
He sighed as the blonde prince pulled him into one of the many, unnecessary cupboards around the school.
He felt the harsh, rough wood dig deep into his back as Draco pressed himself flush against Harry's body.
Draco made quick work of Harry's robes, jumper and tie and began to slowly indo his shirt.
He butterfly kissed each new patch of skin that was revealed to him, making Harry arch towards him needing more contact.
"What took you so long…another lecture? Damn that man takes his sweet time telling you off…"
Harry narrowed his eyes and pushed Draco away slightly.
"Yeah…I wonder whose fault that was!"
The blonde boy smirked and pulled Harry close against him.
"Don't blame me…it's your fault for not being able to control yourself…not that I blame you, though I do wonder what kind of thoughts you were having as I 'distracted' you…"
"I was thinking of the quickest way to castrate you…"
Draco smirked as he pressed his pale lips against Harry's.
"Now, now…you wouldn't do that; you'd miss it too much."
Harry huffed as he wrapped his arms around Draco's neck pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. He licked Draco's lower lip. The taller boy opened his mouth almost immediately and Harry's tongue delved deep, exploring Draco's wet cavern.
Draco stifled a moan but he couldn't stop the purr that escaped his throat. Harry froze and stepped back a little and looked at the blushing boy in amusement.
"Did you just purr…?"
Draco stared deep into the smaller boy's eyes. Seeing the mirth dancing in them, he growled and pulled Harry into a fierce kiss to shut him up. Harry chuckled softly against the prince's lips and encircled his arms around the taller boy again.
The Slytherin unzipped and unbuttoned Harry's trousers with nimble fingers, letting them drop to the floor. He placed his hands firmly on Harry's slim hips, holding the smaller boy in place. Harry squirmed under his touch as Draco began to stroke the sensitive skin there.
Damn his ticklish senses!
He writhed against the wall as Draco trapped him even further against it. The blonde boy licked along his jaw and neck, powdering the skin with soft kisses and gentle nips. Then Harry was brought back down to Earth as he felt the taller boys hands stroke along the top of his boxers.
"Dr-Draco…we can't…not in a…in a cupboard…what if…someone…catches us…?"
The boy merely laughed and held Harry harder pulling the boy even closer brushing their erections against each other.
"Well then, we'll have to be extra quiet…" He whispered, the words just rolled off his tongue silkily.
Harry gasped and arched, trying to get closer to the blonde, but Draco held his wrists above his head in a tight, vice-like grip. Draco took out his wand and gave it a little wave. Out of nowhere a pair of handcuffs chained to the wooden wall behind Harry appeared. Draco cuffed Harry's wrist and stepped back to admire the boy.
He tilted his head in wonder. Something was missing. He gave Harry a thorough examination, from his skinny, cuffed-up wrists, down to his delectable neck, going further down still, past the slim hips to his-
That was it…
Draco moved closer and in one swift move he took off Harry's boxers.
Now the smaller boy was stark naked for Draco's eyes only. He licked his lips and attacked Harry's neck. Harry moaned and squirmed, creating wondrous friction between them.
But as soon as it started, it stopped.
Harry huffed in disappointment, and arched again, desperate for Draco to touch him there, to give to him that wonderful pleasure, to let him feel that relieving ecstasy. But Draco wouldn't let him have it.
And Harry knew why…
It was degrading, yes. It was unnecessary, defiantly…but it was it worth it? Hell yeah!
"Please Draco…I need you…inside me…please…make me cum…"
Draco smirked that predatory smirk and in one smooth flick of his wand his clothes had simply fallen off his elegant body. He pressed himself hard against Harry, marking his boyfriend, letting everyone know that Harry was taken…that Harry was his!
He lifted up one hand to Harry's mouth and watched in shivering delight as Harry sucked, licked and nipped at the digits inside his mouth. Harry's eyes were big and innocent making Draco almost believe that he was…but the blonde boy knew better.
He took out his fingers and reached down, pressing them against Harry's entrance. Harry responded by lifting his legs up and wrapping them around Draco's hips. He nodded, letting Draco know that he was ready.
One finger went in.
Harry gasped at the intrusion but after a couple of strokes he began to rock against it.
Another finger joined the first.
A shot of pain ran up Harry's spine and his legs faulted a little. The fingers began to scissor around, stretching the tight, warm heat. Harry began to move his body against the fingers moaning at the feeling of being filled.
A third finger went in.
Now…this one hurt him like Hell. Harry cried out and felt tears sting and fall out of his eyes, only to be kissed away by soft lips.
"Ssshhh…it will be over soon…you know that… please…relax…honey…relax…"
Harry froze and opened up one eye.
"What…what did you call me?"
Draco cocked his head to the side and then blushed.
"I…I err…called you…honey…"
The blonde boy looked down in shame. Harry however, looked at him with affection and love. He leant forward, as far as he could go and kissed Draco's forehead.
"I like it…"
Draco looked up to his flushed and clearly embarrassed boyfriend seeing the fondness and love in the emerald eyes. He smiled a true smile a kissed Harry softly and passionately.
He then wrapped his arms tight around Harry, nuzzling deep into his neck as the smaller boy held his legs more firmly around Draco. Harry then gasped out in pain and felt tears well up once more as Draco buried his member deep within Harry.
The blonde boy whispered sweet nothings inside the ears of his lover in hopes of calming him down. It seemed to have worked a little as Harry relaxed against Draco more and his breathing slowed down.
They stayed in this position for a while, so they could get used to being so intimately joined. Then Harry couldn't stand it any longer and whispered out a raspy:
Draco complied and went at slow pace at first, holding onto Harry's hips for leverage. Harry clenched his eyes shut as pain and pleasure entwined with each other. Draco's slow movements were torture, especially because Draco knew where Harry's sweet spot was and every time he drove back in, he would come back out before he hit it, giving it soft stroke that sent Harry insane with impatience. He tried to rock against Draco, desperately seeking for that connection that would make him see stars and that would make him feel all fuzzy and weak.
But the connection never came. As long as the restraints holding him back were in place, the connection was never…connected.
"Please Draco…go harder…faster…anything…but please…make me cum…I can't take it anymore…"
Draco smiled warmly as he heard his voice being moaned by such an angelic voice. He couldn't help but to comply.
He quickened his pace…went harder and faster…anything to hear his name being moaned like that again.
Harry pulled harshly against the cuffs, feeling them dig deep into his wrists. Great…two more bruises I have to cover up…He thought bitterly but all that went out of the window when he felt a warm hand grasp at his member, expertly stroking it and toying with it.
He felt the familiar, bubbly feeling grow in his lower abdomen. It wasn't much longer before…
The milky liquid spurted out over Draco's hand and both of their stomachs…soon after Harry felt something warm and wet shoot up inside of him, making him feel all tingly and weak.
Their heavy panting filled the silent air.
Draco slowly slipped out of Harry and collapsed against the wall behind him, completely exhausted and utterly spent. He reached for his wand and gave it a lazy flick, undoing Harry's cuffs. The small boy fell and slid down to the floor opposite Draco.
Both gave each other a shy, weary smile. Harry clambered back up reaching for his own wand to clean them up.
Draco started to get dressed, smoothing his crumpled clothes and his mussed up hair. It was then when he realised just how dark the cupboard was. He made a hazard guess and grabbed the clothes he thought was his.
He then turned and saw Harry pulling on his jumper.
"Mmmm…well that was fun…" He mewled into Harry's ear, giving the shell a quick lick.
"Yeah…come on…we've been here for ages, I have to go before they start to worry…"
"Honey…when do they not worry…"
Harry blushed at the affectionate nickname Draco had given him…looks like it will stick too…
"You have a point…come on, let's go."
He pulled Draco gently by the hand out of the cupboard, lacing their fingers together. They walked in a comfortable silence until they got to the Entrance Hall. With a quick glance around, Draco leant in and gave Harry a quick peck before walking away. Harry sighed and began to trek up the stairs towards the Grand Staircase.
"Where the Hell have you been?!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry smiled sheepishly and looked down.
"Snape wanted to 'talk' to me about how I should conduct myself in lessons…" Well it was half true.
Hermione gave him a critical look.
"Harry, you look like you've had a quickie…and you smell like it too…what else have you been doing?"
Ron tilted his head to the side.
"Mate…have you got some bird you aren't telling us about?" He asked with a knowing grin.
"No…no bird…" Harry replied casually.
Ron's grin faded.
"Oh…okay…but…Harry…Hermione's right…you do look and smell like sex….what have you been up too…Snape's lectures don't take that long seriously."
"Look! I haven't been doing anything at all! Stop pestering me!" Harry snapped.
Hermione frowned and grabbed him by the tie.
"Is that so Harry?"
"Then why -pray tell- do you have Malfoy's tie on?"
Wierd beginning, pointless middle and AWKWARD ending! Just how I like 'em! XD
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