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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Draco_Malfoy, Harry_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Rimming, Anal_Sex, Blow_Jobs, Fantasizing, pining!Draco, Voyeurism_if_you
      squint, Sweet_Ending, Fluff, Smut, Fluff_and_Smut, First_Time, Light
      BDSM, like_super_light_you_wouldnt_even_notice_it, its_a_lil_kinky_tho,
      ;), Happy_Ending, Barebacking, underage_as_in_they_are_sixth_years_btw,
      so_like, 16/17, if_ur_uncomfortable_with_THAT
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      Published: 2014-09-09 Words: 3703
****** im not the desperate type ******
by WondrousTidings
Summary
     draco has a dirty secret. harry wants to figure it out. sexy times
     ensue.
Notes
     when i edited this story, i added a bit of some bdsm porn (nothing
     super intense) but if you feel that might squick/trigger you, read
     the end notes for more details! coolcool enjoy
See the end of the work for more notes
Draco Malfoy had a secret.
 
Harry knew that it was something extremely embarrassing, something the proud
Slytherin wouldn’t want getting out. He could tell by the way Draco walked, the
way he kept his voice quiet when he talked to his friends, the way he stopped
harassing first years. It was driving Harry insane.
 
He really needed to know what was going on with Malfoy.
 
It was bothering him, for some unexplainable reason, that the blonde was
completely ignoring him. Harry had been ignored before, obviously with his lack
of sufficient guardians, but he had never been ignored by Malfoy. His enemy had
always taunted and teased, mocking Harry for his glasses or grades or hair. But
it had stopped. Harry guessed that he should have been glad he wasn’t being
tormented anymore, but instead he felt kind of empty.
 
He really needed to know what was going on with Malfoy,
 
He had the Marauders Map spread out on his lap in front of him. His eyes were
focused intently on one little dot. The curling slip of paper above the dot
said Draco Malfoy . The black speck appeared to be sitting at a desk, if
Draco’s dorm was set up the same way as Harry’s. He stared at the blob, as if
not breaking eye contact from the dot would transport him there so he could
find out what Draco was doing, what he was hiding.
 
Harry smacked himself on the forehead. I am such an idiot, he thought. All he
had to do was put on the Invisibility Cloak and find out what Malfoy was doing.
His father would be disappointed in his lack of trickster ambition. He knew
where the common room was from the terrible incident with the Polyjuice Potion.
The idea already planting itself firmly in his mind, Harry got up and strode to
his trunk. He reached underneath the musty old socks that his aunt and uncle
had sent him for Christmas last December and pulled out his Cloak.
 
Throwing it on, Harry made his way carefully down the stairs and into the
common room. The crackling fire lit the empty common room, all students in bed
at this late time of night. The invisible boy made his way out of the portrait
hole, apologizing profusely to the whining Fat Lady.
“Why do students always have to come out this late?” she complained.
Apologizing once more before heading out into the corridors, Harry made his way
the Slytherin dorms. He took out the Map and touched it with his wand,
whispering, “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” The map furled open and
lines appeared on the page, showing the magnificent details of Hogwarts. Draco
Malfoy was still in his room, but now it looked as if he had gone to bed.
Perfect. I’ll be alone,he thought. Harry found his own dot in the dungeons. He
watched as a slip of paper unfurled over the dot, revealing the password to be
Hinkypunk. Harry repeated the words and the dungeon wall slid back smoothly,
like water. The black haired boy stepped gingerly into the common room, and
blinked as he was washed in dull green light.
 
Harry turned left towards what he hoped was the boys dormitory and started up
the stairs. Seeing as they didn’t slide out from under him, he assumed that he
was going the right way. Thank God,he thought. When he reached the top, he took
a deep breath and opened the door to the sixth year section. Inside, there were
five beds, as in his dormitory, but again they were all bathed in green light.
 
Without attracting the attention of the sleeping boys, Harry walked silently
towards the desk sitting against the back wall. Sitting down in the spinning
chair, Harry sorted through the many parchments, quills and other junk. He
wrinkled his nose as he gingerly lifted up a crusty sock. Eventually he came
across a suspicious looking book. Holding it up, Harry saw the words Don’t
Touchwritten in Malfoy’s curly handwriting. At this point, Harry was thoroughly
intrigued. A secret diary? What a perfect way to find out what was wrong with
Malfoy.
 
Opening the small book to the first page, Harry started reading. The title of
the first page was simply Pansy.The handwriting was more cramped, more
childlike. Harry wondered when this entry had been written when he saw that the
date showed that Draco had written this when he was in his first year. Harry
read the couple of sentences written on the parchment.
Pansy and I are walking down a path. We stop. Then, I turn to her and say, “I
want to talk to you,” and she says, “what about,” and I say, “I really like
you,” And then we kiss and pansy is really good at kissing and she puts her
tongue in my mouth and she tastes really good like the good flavors of bertie
botts.
 
Harry almost fell out of the chair laughing. He tried to contain his giggles,
not wanting to wake the rest of the dormitory. Harry understood that it was
first year, that Draco obviously had different tastes, but Pansy? And the
writing! It wasn’t hard to understand why Draco got consistently low grades on
his essays. Harry’s smile started to slip off his face as he questioned his
reasons for knowing that. Flipping through the next couple entries (all
dedicated to Pansy and her wonderful kissing skills), Harry was surprised to
find one entry stated Blaise.He looked up from the diary carefully, double
checking that everyone was still asleep, before he began to read.
 
Blaise and I are walking. Just walking. Talking, as well. About the weather,
about Quidditch, about classes, and things. I turn to him all of a sudden and
whisper in his ear, “Why don’t we go somewhere more...private?” I ask in a
husky voice, trying to make my tone seductive. I feel him shiver as he nods
into my hair. I grip his hand and pull him into the Quidditch shack where they
keep supplies and things. I tug his hand and bring it lower, towards my-
 
Harry stopped. He cannot finish. He cannot hear about Draco’s fantasies with
another boy, especially not when they’re this badly written. Harry flipped the
pages toward the end, where the latest entry was written. He almost gasped when
he saw the title. Harry. The dark haired boy cycled through all the other
Harry’s in their grade. Harry Portstaff? Harry Newman? He couldn’t let his
hopes get too high, couldn’t let himself believe that Draco wrote erotic
fiction about him.But as his eyes scanned further down the page, he knew that
the story wasn’t about Harry Portstaff or Newman. Of course, Harry couldn’t
just sit there and not have read a seductive story about him. He closed his
eyes and took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he is about to read. He
opened his eyes again and started to read.
 
Harry and I are being forced by Professor Snape to work together on some stupid
project for Potions. As usual, Harry’s absolutely horrid at Potions, his
mixture turning into a goopy, muddy brown instead of the clear blue it’s
supposed to. I sigh and Vanish the potion for him, wondering how unlucky I was
to be stuck with the world’s biggest Potions idiot. I run my fingers through my
hair, and he looks at me strangely. I set my hand down on the table and,
surprisingly, he grabs it. I try to pull away, but he brings my hand to his
lips and brushes his plump red lips over my knuckles. I hold in a gasp. His
tongue pops out and he starts to lightly lick every one of my fingers, without
breaking eye contact. I struggle to remain calm. I pull my hand away from him
and wrap my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. Gently, I brush my lips
across his. Immediately, I feel sparks fly between us. He pulls me in deeper
and edges his tongue into my mouth. I groan in delight, pushing my tongue in as
well. We are connected, together. His tongue is soft, and tastes delicious,
like cinnamon and vanilla and pure joy. I run my hands down towards his waist,
and he groans into my mouth.
 
Harry gasped as he felt his own dick harden. He was reacting to this fantasy.
With a guilty conscious, Harry read on.
 
I grab his already hard cock and he whimpers something. I pull away.
“What is it?” I ask gently. I can hear him panting. His reply comes out, barely
a whisper,
“More, please, more,” I grin and whispered back, “Oh darling, I don’t just
give.” I push him down to the ground. He looks up at me from his position on
his knees, and starts undoing the buttons on my trousers.
 
Harry moaned as he pictured himself kneeling before Draco, sucking his cock.
What the hell is wrong with me? What kind of person actually enjoys sucking
dick? Harry grabbed his cock, suddenly angry and the layers of fabric he clad.
He couldn’t actually be doing this. He couldn’t actually be planning on jerking
off in the Slytherin dorm room, to porn written about him, by his long-standing
crush. Tossing aside his trousers and pants, Harry wrapped his hands around his
hard cock. He wished he had some kind of lube to make it smoother, but he found
himself enjoying the slight friction the dry rub gave. Turning his eyes down to
the page, Harry continued to lazily jack his cock.
 
Finally throwing away the jeans, Harry stares at my bulging pants, obviously
nervous. “Is it your first time?” I say softly. He glares at me angrily. “Of
course not! It’s just my first time…” I nod, understanding. “Your first time
with a boy,” I say softly, gazing at his bright green eyes. He drops his eyes.
Lifting his chin up, I brush my lips across his. “I’ll protect you.”
Harry nods and sets his gaze back upon my pants. Slowly, almost seductively,
Harry removes the final layer of clothing. His eyes widen as he sees my
throbbing member, glistening with pre-come. He slowly takes my hard cock into
his mouth, gagging slightly at first, but then gaining a steady rhythm. I gasp
and moan when Harry slides his tongue around the tip and down the sides of my
cock. He may say this is his first time, but he is doing an amazing job. I
bring him up from the ground before I finish and whisper, “Enough foreplay.” He
nods, a barely visible jerk of the head, and turns around to lean over one of
the desks. I grab his arms. “No,” I say, “I want to see your face.” Harry looks
at me with absolute adoration.
 
Harry gasped lightly. Adding to the long list of things he apparently enjoyed:
public sex. Dear Merlin, he thought, I’m one kinky fuck. His hand left his
aching cock to flip the page. More stories filled more pages. His breath caught
lightly as he read on. There were a lot (a lot, God) of sex stories, but…
 
But some of the stories were about love.
These stories didn’t even contain sex (most of the time). They were about how
much Draco loved Harry. And how much Draco wanted Harry to love him back.
Harry’s breath caught and his heart beat faster as he read these stories. His
heart ripped in half and then into fourths as he read more fantasies of love
and romance and everything Harry ever wanted. It’s stupid and gushy and
something Lavender would probably cry over, and God since when did he read
romantic stories about Draco fucking Malfoy?He flipped back to some of the more
erotic stories and continued to read, reaching his hand back to his cock, only
stopping when he heard a low moan from one of the beds.
 
He froze mid-wank, hand still wrapped around his cock. He slowed his breath,
trying to become as quiet as he could. The moan came again, this time with a
breathy voice that Harry would know anywhere.
 
“God, yes, Harry, please,” the voice whimpered. Harry lost all breath as he
recognized the boy speaking. Draco. Fucking. Malfoy. And by the sounds of it,
he was jerking off. To a fantasy about him. It was almost too much to handle.
Harry debated with himself. He could leave and never look Draco in the eyes
again. He could grab the book, run back to his dorm and finish his wank, feel
guilty for a week or a month. Or he could go join Draco. Slip into his bed and
wrap his mouth around the blondes cock. Jack him slowly as he whispers naughty
nothings into his ear as the Slytherin whined and moaned. Harry sat for a full
minute before deciding he was tired of waiting.
Standing up quietly, Harry slid between the beds, trying to pinpoint where the
breathy moans were coming from. Getting into the wrong bed could mean absolute
disaster. He shuddered at the thought of accidentally joining Zabini in his
bed. Another moan came, crystal clear from the bed to Harry’s right. The boy
looked at the bed for a few seconds before summoning up his Gryffindor courage
and yanked back the curtains.
 
Draco Malfoy laid there, his head thrown back in pleasure, long neck exposed
and sinuous, hand closed around his slender (but long, God,so long) cock. For
the first few seconds, he lay there, oblivious to the boy standing next to his
bed as his hand continued to blur around his cock. Then, his silver-blue eyes
flickered open and he gasped as he saw Harry standing there.
“You know, you should learn how to use a silencing charm,” the Gryffindor said
cockily to mask the nervousness fluttering in his stomach. He slipped into the
blondes bed and closed his hand around the other boys cock. Draco’s eyes
flitted between Harry’s hand and his eyes, his mouth dropping open in shock.
 
“What the f-how did you get in here?” He whispered through clenched teeth,
trying his hardest not to still the hand on his cock, but failing miserably. In
fact, the blondes cock jerked slightly at the sight of the other boy. Harry
pushed his mouth against Draco’s, murmuring as he did so,
“Shut up and kiss me, wanker.” Draco immediately complied, opening his mouth to
Harry’s probing tongue. Harry reached one hand to join with Draco’s on his
cock. The blonde moaned beautifully, sound bouncing off the four poster bed.
“Wait,” Harry murmured, picking up his wand quickly, “Silencio,” He whispered,
casting a quick silencing charm on the bed. “It would be more than awkward if
Harper or Zabini caught us,” Draco laughed underneath Harry’s mouth. His laugh
turned into a gasp as Harry moved down the blondes body, taking the length of
Draco’s cock in his mouth in one go.
 
Gasps turned into pleasured moans as Harry expertly licked and sucked his way
up and down Draco’s throbbing cock. In between gasps, Draco managed to get out,
“Please tell me you haven’t done this before.” Harry hummed a laugh around the
Slytherin’s cock. As he slid off to answer, Draco pushed his head back down.
“Never mind. I don’t ca-,” Draco was cut off with a moan when Harry gently
probed the outside of Draco’s arsehole. While he had been having a small
crises, Harry had moved down the blonde’s arse to find his puckered hole tight
and quivering. Harry turned his eyes up towards Draco’s, silently asking Okay?
Draco nodded slightly, his forehead shining with sweat.
 
Harry quickly flipped Draco over, bringing his arse up to his face. Gently,
delicately, he brought his tongue to the blonde’s hole, probing the outside,
loosening the boy's hole in preparation for what was to come. He had only seen
this done in the porn he secretly watched while the Dursley’s were out, so he
really had no idea what he was doing. Whatever he was doing, it seemed to be
working on Draco, as he was moaning and gasping with every flick of Harry’s
tongue. Fingers joined his tongue, gently loosening and probing. Draco grabbed
the other boy’s hair and pulled upwards, kissing him and tasting himself on the
Harry’s lips. “I’m ready,” he said softly, making Harry’s cock at least ten
times harder.
 
Harry carefully positioned himself over Draco’s arse. He nervously pushed in an
inch, pulling a moan out of the blonde. Harry waited a moment for Draco to
adjust to the feeling of a cock in his hole before pushing in another inch,
waiting, and then another inch and so on until he was fully seated in Draco,
trembling from the feeling of warmth and tightness and
ohgodimfuckingdracomalfoyohmygod . Draco growled at him, and Harry quickly
pulled out and pushed back in, gasping at the sensation. The blonde gasped too,
whispering, “There. Right there. Do that again.” The black haired boy nervously
pulled out and pushed in again, sparking another moan from the boy lying
underneath him. “Of fucking course, the golden boy is good at fucking
everything,” Draco growled. Harry grinned from the praise, repeating the motion
at the same angle until Draco was gasping every other thrust, whining and
moaning whenever Harry bent his head to lick the sweat from between his
shoulder blades. They were both breathing heavily at this point, simultaneously
chasing their orgasms.
 
“I’m c-close,” Harry whispered, out of breath.
“Me too,” Draco moaned back. Harry counted off five seconds before Draco came
with a shout of Harry’s name. Mere moments later, Harry came as well, moaning
softly in pleasure, coating the inside of Draco with his come. Fuck, Harry
thought, I should’ve worn a condom fuckfuckfuck . Post-orgasm, he was back to
freaking out. Draco was going to yell at him, how the fuck did he forget a
condom.
 
Harry pulled out delicately, acutely aware of the quivering pile of Draco
beneath him. He started to get up and cast a cleaning spell on himself, hoping
he could sneak out before Draco had a chance to yell at him. He felt arms
pulling at his chest and back. “No,” Draco whispered, licking softly at the
shell of his ear. “Stay here,” Harry gulped at the prospect.
 
“You’re not um...mad?” Draco frowned.
“Why would I be mad?” he asked quietly, before he shifted slightly. Harry could
pinpoint the exact moment Draco felt the other boy’s come dripping out of him.
His eyes opened wide and Harry prepared for the punches to start flying.
Instead, Draco moaned quietly. “You came in me,” he whispered quietly. Harry
picked at his cuticles, trying not to jostle the bed or look Draco directly in
the eyes.
 
“Yeah, I’m sorry, I swear I don’t have anything. I mean, I haven’t even done
anything with...anyone. Before tonight. I’m sorry, I’ll leave and just-” the
Gryffindor was suddenly quited by Draco’s lips on his. Harry groaned softly. He
felt his hand being pulled down back to Draco’s sopping hole. “Please,” Draco
whispered against the other boys lips. What the actual fuck?Harry thought. But
he pushed two fingers into the Slytherin’s used hole, the other boy moaning at
the intrusion.
 
“You like this?” Harry asked quietly, scissoring his fingers slightly. Draco
whimpered, resting his head on Harry’s shoulder. “You like it when I use you
like this?” the blonde cried out softly as Harry added another finger. “I’ve
already fucked you once and you already want it again? What a greedy boy,” he
teased lightly. Draco sobbed, pushing his face into Harry’s collarbone. The
Gryffindor, ever the gentleman, pulled back and asked, “Are you okay?” Draco
nodded vigorously.
 
“Yeah, yeah, I like it like this,” he gasped out quietly. Harry looked at him
doubtfully.
 
“I...don’t think I can fuck you again,” he said quietly, embarrassed. Draco
lifted his head and met the other boy’s eyes. It seemed so dirty,maintaining
eye contact while Harry gently scissored his fingers inside of Draco, using
come and spit as their only lube.
 
“It’s okay,” Draco whispered softly, his voice barely reaching Harry’s ears. “I
just like feeling...full,” the blonde shifted down on Harry’s fingers. The
Gryffindor groaned loudly before rolling over and shoving himself on top of
Draco, reclaiming his mouth.
 
“God,we’re talking about this later,” he growled possessively. Harry shifted
his gaze down to where his fingers entered the other boy. “Can you...um,” he
blushed lightly, unsure how to ask. “Can you sleep like this?” he asked oh so
softly. Draco nodded, his eyes light and sure.
 
“Please,” he asked in a small voice. Harry nodded back, resting his head on
Draco’s shoulder. He shifted until they were lying side by side, careful not to
jostle his fingers out of the other boy’s hole.
 
“What about your roommates?” Harry asked nervously. Draco leaned in close to
the other boy, rubbing his free hand comfortingly down his back.
 
“The gits can be jealous that I got shagged by the hottest boy in school,” he
whispered provocatively. Harry hummed happily. Draco looked over at Harry
again, a questioning look on his face. “How did you get in? And why did you,
well, you know.” He trailed off. Harry leaned over and pecked the blonde’s
lips.
 
“You should really write fanfiction, Draco. You’re stories are quite nice,” he
murmured. And with that, the Gryffindor snuggled deep into the blonde,
breathing in his sweet, sex-soaked scent. Draco snorted.
 
“What the hell does that mean?” He asked the darker haired boy. Harry looked at
him, narrowing his eyes before wiggling his three fingers still in Draco’s
hole. The blonde gasped as he continued to torment the other boy’s already
abused ass. “Okay, okay, nevermind, I’m sorry, I’m- God if you do that again
I’ll come I swear to God” Harry just laughed, nuzzling his nose into Draco’s
shoulder as he let his hand go limp in Draco’s arse. This is so much better
than sitting alone in the Gryffindor dorms.
 
“Goodnight, love,” he whispered affectionately
End Notes
     hey i changed this recently! it's a lot more porny and there is a bit
     of possessiveness now that i really wanted to add. anyways,
     specifically what happens is at the end of The Sex harry realises he
     forgot to wear a condom, draco is turned on by doing it bare, and
     then he asks harry to finger him again. harry gets a bit possessive,
     a little bit of dirty talk, and then draco asks if harry could fall
     asleep with his fingers in draco's ass, draco says yes. that's the
     extent of it (i think). if you want me to add more let me know! i
     hope you enjoyed i had a lot of fun writing this <3
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