Summer before 5th year:
Before I left for the summer I was given a Muggle Studies assignment that I did not want to go through with. My assignment was to go spend two week in my partner’s house. With me begin a muggle, I got stuck with the famous Malfoy, a rich and pure-blood wizard.
The summer started along with my two week torture trip with Lucius-bloody-hot-Malfoy, and his terrible son. When I arrived at the five story, Malfoy manor, Lucius strutted out. “Good Morning Mr. Malfoy, Draco.” I said as I climbed up the front steps to the house, Mr. Malfoy, took my hand and kissed it, and said. “It’s a pleasure to meet the famous Miss Granger, again.” He never took his eyes away. Draco showed me upstairs to the room I was staying in. my room way, by far, the best room in the whole place.
I had already been at the Malfoys’ for a week and seemed to be able to avoid Mr. Malfoy except for at meal times when I had to be around hi. Monday morning I got up, and went to the indoor pool. When I got out I went into the bathroom and changed then went into the house to get some breakfast.
*Lucius's Point of View*
I sat down a the breakfast table waiting for Dobby to come and take my order of what I want to eat when she walked in. “Good Morning Mr. Malfoy!”, “Good Morning to you too. You look very stunning this morning.”, “Thank you.” **What am I saying, she’s only 15 an what would she want with me, but she’s hott…stop that right now Lucius…those lips and her great curves.** I was pulled out of my thought when Dobby touched my shoulder and said. “Master, what can Dobby get you for breakfast?”
*Hermione's Point of View*
When Lucius told me I looked stunning, I looked down at myself. I was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, a dark green halter tip with a black tank to underneath (showed some cleavage), and a pair of pitch black converses.
After our first real one-to-one talk, we often sat in the kitchen or living room talking about almost anything. Three nights before I had to leave, it was really late, we had stayed up talking. When I looked at the clock, I jumped up and said “Oh, my, its so late, I must be off to bed.”, “Oh! It is late. I’ll see you in the morning.” He said as he stood up and strolled over to me, he then put his hands lightly on my upper arms, leaned down. His lips lightly touch mine then pulled back, said goodnight and went upstairs. The next night, Lucius and I stayed up until about 11: 30 p.m. talking, when he said that I t was getting late, he also offered to walk me up to my room so I wasn’t so lonely.
My room was on the fourth floor at the very end of the hall right across from Draco's. before I opened the door Lucius took my hand kissed both of them then pulled me to him and are lips meet. It felt like forever, but it was only a minute. “I’ll see you in the morning, goodnight love.”, “Goodnight Mr. Malfoy.”, “Call me Lucius.”
My last morning at the Malfoy Manor was amazing. When I got up nobody else was up so I went swimming. When I got out I dressed, and went inside for something to eat. The food was amazing because Lucius had made it, and he kept looking at me the whole time. The rest of the day consisted of me getting my stuff packed, and purposely walking past his office distracting him from his work. I was sitting on my bed writing in my journal, when Draco knocked on the door frame and said. “Father wants you in his office. “ I put my notebook away, got up and walked upstairs to Lucius'' office. When I got there he had his back toward the door. “Close the door.” I shut the door, and walked over to him, he stood pulled me to him and whispered in my ear. “Hermione…Hermione…Hermione…I love you!” then his lips were on mine and my back was up against his desk. Lucius' hands traveled from mine, up my arms then back down to rest on my hips. I felt his long fingers push the hem of my shirt up so he could draw circles on my sides and stomach. After that I felt his tongue on my lips, and I opened my mouth.
Lucius pulled way so we could catch our breath. “Lucius, we shouldn’t do this…” he kissed. “…it’s not right…” he kissed me again. “…but its so right.”, “Hermione, I love you so much, and nobody has to know.” He said then kissed me.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Harry Potter One-shots: Part Seven
BLACK: SEX
*Draco's Point of View*
Seven years had passed since the Ministry of Magic had pass the stupid marriage law. The law may have been stupid, but I finally got what I wanted since my first year. I got to marry the love that I had to suppress for seven years; I got to marry the golden boy. The morning of our 7th year marriage anniversary; I woke to fin my beloved still asleep cuddled in my arms. He is my perfect angel. I reach over, and ran my fingers through his hair. A sigh escaped his lips, and his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning, love. I didn’t mean to wake you.” He smiled and placed a light kiss on my lips. “No, you did not wake me. And good morning to you too.” I lightly kissed him back. “Do you know what today is?” I asked. “Yes, love. On this day seven years ago we exchanged vows and kissed for the first time in front of our friends and family.”, “Yes, it was.” I kissed him again.
We layed in bed all day when dinner came around we got up, and got ready to leave for the Burrow. We agreed to have dinner with the Weasleys’ on the night of our anniversary. When we arrived, Molly welcomed us lovingly into her home. “So, boys. How long has it been since you said your ‘I do’s’?” We looked at each other. “Seven years.” We answered together; we stayed a little while after dinner, then thanked them for allowing us to come to dinner. We apparated bake to our house; undressing, and dressing for bed, I asked Harry a question that made him stop and think. “Harry, seven years ago, why did you agree to marry me?” He looked at me and answered. “I married you because I love you.”
I smiled hoping beyond anything that he would say that. I wrapped my arms around him, pulled him to me and then lightly kissed his lips. “Harry Potter-Malfoy, I love you too.” Harry blushed, and then he whispered in my ear. “Draco Malfoy-Potter, I want you to make love to me.” A wide smile spread across my face. “Yes Harry. Do you realize how long I’ve waited to hear you say that?”, “Seven long years. Thank you for waiting for me.” I kissed his lips and he kisse me back, while I undressed both of us. After we had been married seven years, and sleeping in the same bed; Harry finally gave me his virginity while we looked lovingly into each others eyes.
*Draco's Point of View*
Seven years had passed since the Ministry of Magic had pass the stupid marriage law. The law may have been stupid, but I finally got what I wanted since my first year. I got to marry the love that I had to suppress for seven years; I got to marry the golden boy. The morning of our 7th year marriage anniversary; I woke to fin my beloved still asleep cuddled in my arms. He is my perfect angel. I reach over, and ran my fingers through his hair. A sigh escaped his lips, and his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning, love. I didn’t mean to wake you.” He smiled and placed a light kiss on my lips. “No, you did not wake me. And good morning to you too.” I lightly kissed him back. “Do you know what today is?” I asked. “Yes, love. On this day seven years ago we exchanged vows and kissed for the first time in front of our friends and family.”, “Yes, it was.” I kissed him again.
We layed in bed all day when dinner came around we got up, and got ready to leave for the Burrow. We agreed to have dinner with the Weasleys’ on the night of our anniversary. When we arrived, Molly welcomed us lovingly into her home. “So, boys. How long has it been since you said your ‘I do’s’?” We looked at each other. “Seven years.” We answered together; we stayed a little while after dinner, then thanked them for allowing us to come to dinner. We apparated bake to our house; undressing, and dressing for bed, I asked Harry a question that made him stop and think. “Harry, seven years ago, why did you agree to marry me?” He looked at me and answered. “I married you because I love you.”
I smiled hoping beyond anything that he would say that. I wrapped my arms around him, pulled him to me and then lightly kissed his lips. “Harry Potter-Malfoy, I love you too.” Harry blushed, and then he whispered in my ear. “Draco Malfoy-Potter, I want you to make love to me.” A wide smile spread across my face. “Yes Harry. Do you realize how long I’ve waited to hear you say that?”, “Seven long years. Thank you for waiting for me.” I kissed his lips and he kisse me back, while I undressed both of us. After we had been married seven years, and sleeping in the same bed; Harry finally gave me his virginity while we looked lovingly into each others eyes.
Torn (SS/HG/LM) Part 1
My first impression of the two men that I was torn between started what I turned eleven and started my school career at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
1st year at Hogwarts:
1 September, Sunday, that night after getting on the train, I was sorted into the house of the Nobel House of Gryffindor. The next day we all had class to attend. My last class of the day happened to be Postions, I was looking forward to it so much, with Severus Snape head of Slytherin House, enemy of Gryffindor. The first I sat in with him thoughts constantly were running through my brain like: ‘what an amazing teacher he is’ and ‘he’s such an inspiration.’
Summer before 2nd year:
The Weasley family had all went to Daigon Alley, and we all meet at Florish and Blotts to get our school books for that year. As Harry, Ron, Ginny and I were walking out of the shop, Malfoy came down and started to insult me, but his father put a hand on his shoulder, and told his to ‘play nicely.’ That’s when I got the first look at the second of the two men I had fallen in love with, and was torn between.
1st year at Hogwarts:
1 September, Sunday, that night after getting on the train, I was sorted into the house of the Nobel House of Gryffindor. The next day we all had class to attend. My last class of the day happened to be Postions, I was looking forward to it so much, with Severus Snape head of Slytherin House, enemy of Gryffindor. The first I sat in with him thoughts constantly were running through my brain like: ‘what an amazing teacher he is’ and ‘he’s such an inspiration.’
Summer before 2nd year:
The Weasley family had all went to Daigon Alley, and we all meet at Florish and Blotts to get our school books for that year. As Harry, Ron, Ginny and I were walking out of the shop, Malfoy came down and started to insult me, but his father put a hand on his shoulder, and told his to ‘play nicely.’ That’s when I got the first look at the second of the two men I had fallen in love with, and was torn between.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Harry Potter One-shots: Part Six
WHITE: CUDDLE
*Draco’s Point of View*
We had just finished dinner, and Harry had walked into the living room to start a fire, and get settled on the couch. I was finishing the dished in the kitchen and making us both hot chocolate. When I stepped threw the kitchen door I saw Harry standing in front of the fire; the fire light glowed around him and made him look like a god. I walked up to my beloved, and wrapped my arms around him, handing him his chocolate. “Harry, love. Lets’ sit down.” I said, and then unwrapped myself and sta down on the couch, while I put my coco on the end table. Harry put his cup next to mind, and sat with me.
When Harry sat, I pulled him onto my lap; he laughed, but snuggle into my arms. “Draco, what a wonderful three years we had together. If someone had told me my first year that I would fall deeply in love with the famous Draco Malfoy, I would have fallen down, and laugh ‘til I cried.” He said looking into my eyes. “I know. I would have too. What are our plans for this next year?”, “I don’t know. You have any plans?”
I looked at Harry, the turned him around so that he was facing me. I took his hands in mine then said. “Harry Potter, love of my life. I love you with all of my heart. I waited 7 years for you and I have spent 3 years with you in my arms.” I let go on one of his hand, reached into my pocket, and pulled out a black box. “I want to have you in my arms until we both dir. Harry will you marry me?” I finally asked, opening the box; inside was a beautiful white gold band with an emerald and ruby set in it. Tears were already filling his eyes, and finally spilled out while he nodded his head yes. I slipped the ring onto his finger the leaned in placing a kiss on his lips. Our hot chocolate became cold chocolate that night.
*Draco’s Point of View*
We had just finished dinner, and Harry had walked into the living room to start a fire, and get settled on the couch. I was finishing the dished in the kitchen and making us both hot chocolate. When I stepped threw the kitchen door I saw Harry standing in front of the fire; the fire light glowed around him and made him look like a god. I walked up to my beloved, and wrapped my arms around him, handing him his chocolate. “Harry, love. Lets’ sit down.” I said, and then unwrapped myself and sta down on the couch, while I put my coco on the end table. Harry put his cup next to mind, and sat with me.
When Harry sat, I pulled him onto my lap; he laughed, but snuggle into my arms. “Draco, what a wonderful three years we had together. If someone had told me my first year that I would fall deeply in love with the famous Draco Malfoy, I would have fallen down, and laugh ‘til I cried.” He said looking into my eyes. “I know. I would have too. What are our plans for this next year?”, “I don’t know. You have any plans?”
I looked at Harry, the turned him around so that he was facing me. I took his hands in mine then said. “Harry Potter, love of my life. I love you with all of my heart. I waited 7 years for you and I have spent 3 years with you in my arms.” I let go on one of his hand, reached into my pocket, and pulled out a black box. “I want to have you in my arms until we both dir. Harry will you marry me?” I finally asked, opening the box; inside was a beautiful white gold band with an emerald and ruby set in it. Tears were already filling his eyes, and finally spilled out while he nodded his head yes. I slipped the ring onto his finger the leaned in placing a kiss on his lips. Our hot chocolate became cold chocolate that night.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Harry Potter One-shots: Part Five
YELLOW: HUG
*Harry’s Point of View*
When my god-father, Sirius Black, dies I blamed myself for it. Buring the war, I fought for him.
I destroyed Voldmort, and the castle along with him. The surviving good sided people, helped re-build; the 7th years that fought, and re-built had a chance to come back when the school re-opened.
Between the re-building and re-opening of the school, Draco and I had gotten closer, and come to know each other. At the start of term feast all returning 7th year students learned that we all would be sharing a commomroom.
The morning of Sirius death day, I woke up early, went outside, and sat the edge of the Black Lake to think about him and cry. School and classes were slow moving for me. After class I disappeared to be alone for a little while longer to mourn. I sat in the Room of Requirement with Buckbeak and cryed. I finally left, and went back to the commonroom to find Ron, Hermone and Neville already back from dinner. “Hey guys, sorry I missed dinner I got busy in the library.” I told the, and gave them a fake half smile. I sat down of the couch closet to the fire, I just stared at it for a while listening to Ron and Hermione fight over doing their homework. The commonroom door opend, and emitted some of the 8th year Slytherins. “Oh my gosh! There-“ Blasie was cut off with an elbow to his side. I heard Draco hiss ‘shut up Zabnii.’ He walked over and sat down beside me. “Sweet heart, what’s wrong?” I leaned my head against his shoulder. “Dray, what’s today?”, “April…wait, that’s today?” I nodded my head in affirmative. “Oh, Harry I’m sorry.” He said, pulled me onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around me. I layed my head on his chest, and the hand that was on my back started an up and down soothing movement. “Oh, Dray!” I started to cry again. “Shh, love. Everything will be ok. It’s not your fault.” He stood up with me bridle style in his arms, and took me upstairs to our room. I was the submissive one in our relationship, and very proud of it. When he got to our door, before he opened it I leaned up and kissed his lips.
*Harry’s Point of View*
When my god-father, Sirius Black, dies I blamed myself for it. Buring the war, I fought for him.
I destroyed Voldmort, and the castle along with him. The surviving good sided people, helped re-build; the 7th years that fought, and re-built had a chance to come back when the school re-opened.
Between the re-building and re-opening of the school, Draco and I had gotten closer, and come to know each other. At the start of term feast all returning 7th year students learned that we all would be sharing a commomroom.
The morning of Sirius death day, I woke up early, went outside, and sat the edge of the Black Lake to think about him and cry. School and classes were slow moving for me. After class I disappeared to be alone for a little while longer to mourn. I sat in the Room of Requirement with Buckbeak and cryed. I finally left, and went back to the commonroom to find Ron, Hermone and Neville already back from dinner. “Hey guys, sorry I missed dinner I got busy in the library.” I told the, and gave them a fake half smile. I sat down of the couch closet to the fire, I just stared at it for a while listening to Ron and Hermione fight over doing their homework. The commonroom door opend, and emitted some of the 8th year Slytherins. “Oh my gosh! There-“ Blasie was cut off with an elbow to his side. I heard Draco hiss ‘shut up Zabnii.’ He walked over and sat down beside me. “Sweet heart, what’s wrong?” I leaned my head against his shoulder. “Dray, what’s today?”, “April…wait, that’s today?” I nodded my head in affirmative. “Oh, Harry I’m sorry.” He said, pulled me onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around me. I layed my head on his chest, and the hand that was on my back started an up and down soothing movement. “Oh, Dray!” I started to cry again. “Shh, love. Everything will be ok. It’s not your fault.” He stood up with me bridle style in his arms, and took me upstairs to our room. I was the submissive one in our relationship, and very proud of it. When he got to our door, before he opened it I leaned up and kissed his lips.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Harry Potter One shots: Part Four
RED: LAP DANCE
*Draco's Point of View*
After Potter defeated Voldmort and the school had been reopened, I decided that it was time to give my dad some space so he could mourn over mum himself.
There were not many 7th year students that had come back to finish, but the once of us that had became close friends. On the night before Yule Blaise had a great idea to get all of the 8th years together, and have an early Christmas party.
The morning of the party Blaise spent it making invites, before he sent them I look at them.
“(name of 8th year student), 8th years early Yule party. After dinner tonight, in the Room of Requirement. Come mingle with the rest of the 8th year population. See you tonight.
B.Z. of Slytherin”
The house elfs had outdone themselves with dinner, but Blaise missed out. After dinner, I went to the RoR to find it decorated in neutral colors, but also had a little of all four house colors in it as well.
The first to arrive were Granger and Lovegood, who had to drag Longbottom into the room. “Good evening Luna, Hermione, Neville.” Blaise addressed them. Lovegood looked around. “Oh Blaise this is perfect.” As everyone arrived they received something to drink and took a place in the circle seating arrangement. “Hermione, do you know where Harry is? We thought that he would have came in with you or Ron.” He asked, Weasley shook his head. “I saw him in the Commonroom as I was leaving.” He said. the door of the RoR opened and admitted a tall, muscular man wearing: black skinny jeans, a black button up top with the sleeves rolled up. His hair was straight and parted slightly to the right covering part of his eye, but hey shown a bright green in the dark room. Granger recognized him first. “Oh my gosh! Harry you look…amazing.” He smiled shyly and looked at me. “You really think so?” Weasley got up and wrapped his arm around Potter’s shoulders. He whispered something, and I could tell Potter was blushing. “Who did this to you, Harry?” Hannah Abbott asked. “Ginny.” That’s all he gout out before Blaise put a drink in his hand and pushed him into the empty seat directly across from me.
A while later Blaise turned on some music, people were dancing and drinking a little to much. I had another shot, when my mind wondered off in the direction of Potter. *I have to thank the Weasleyette for Harry's great…wait, when did I start calling Potter by his given name?...His ass is nice looking in those jeans….they are mocking me…stop moving your ass Harry.* I was staring at his ass when Blaise came over, and caught me. “Man, you need to just get your ass over there and talk to him.” I hadn’t even heard him walk over, and almost fell out of my seat.
When all of us were just a bit tipsy, Blaise got up on a chair and said. “Ok, people! It’s time for a game of truth or dare!” we all sat down, passed around the vitersurm and started to play. A couple of round in it was Grangers turn. “Harry, truth or dare?”, “Truth.”, “Have you or are you lusting after someone in this room?” Without even thinking he blurted out ‘yes.’ It finally landed on Blaise again. “Draco…”, “Dare.” I didn’t let him finish. “Ok, I hare you to strip down and give your crush a lap dance.” My eyes went wide, but I got up, took off all of my clothes except my boxers and turned on ‘Hips don’t lie’ by Skakira.
Everybody was very curious as to whom I liked, but nobody would have guessed that I would be the Harry-the-golden-boy-Potter. I strutted over, and ran my hand through his fine black hair. *It’s softer than it looks.* My mind observed. Harry was too shocked to move; I walk around in front of him and turned my back to him then started to shake my hips. I sat down on his lap and moved back, forth, up and down. Harry's mouth fell open in an ‘ohh’ shape; I leaned into his ear and whispered in it. “Harry, you’re going to attract flies if you don’t close your mouth or let me kiss you.” He nodded his head, and I smashed my lips to his in a powerful, dominating kiss with the man that had haunted my dreams for two years.
When the song ended I got up; Harry did too. He took off his button up shirt and put it on me. I grabbed hi around the waist and led him out of the room, under a shower of cat calls and ‘you go’s. From the glazed over look in Harry's eyes I could tell he had been waiting for this for some time.
*Draco's Point of View*
After Potter defeated Voldmort and the school had been reopened, I decided that it was time to give my dad some space so he could mourn over mum himself.
There were not many 7th year students that had come back to finish, but the once of us that had became close friends. On the night before Yule Blaise had a great idea to get all of the 8th years together, and have an early Christmas party.
The morning of the party Blaise spent it making invites, before he sent them I look at them.
“(name of 8th year student), 8th years early Yule party. After dinner tonight, in the Room of Requirement. Come mingle with the rest of the 8th year population. See you tonight.
B.Z. of Slytherin”
The house elfs had outdone themselves with dinner, but Blaise missed out. After dinner, I went to the RoR to find it decorated in neutral colors, but also had a little of all four house colors in it as well.
The first to arrive were Granger and Lovegood, who had to drag Longbottom into the room. “Good evening Luna, Hermione, Neville.” Blaise addressed them. Lovegood looked around. “Oh Blaise this is perfect.” As everyone arrived they received something to drink and took a place in the circle seating arrangement. “Hermione, do you know where Harry is? We thought that he would have came in with you or Ron.” He asked, Weasley shook his head. “I saw him in the Commonroom as I was leaving.” He said. the door of the RoR opened and admitted a tall, muscular man wearing: black skinny jeans, a black button up top with the sleeves rolled up. His hair was straight and parted slightly to the right covering part of his eye, but hey shown a bright green in the dark room. Granger recognized him first. “Oh my gosh! Harry you look…amazing.” He smiled shyly and looked at me. “You really think so?” Weasley got up and wrapped his arm around Potter’s shoulders. He whispered something, and I could tell Potter was blushing. “Who did this to you, Harry?” Hannah Abbott asked. “Ginny.” That’s all he gout out before Blaise put a drink in his hand and pushed him into the empty seat directly across from me.
A while later Blaise turned on some music, people were dancing and drinking a little to much. I had another shot, when my mind wondered off in the direction of Potter. *I have to thank the Weasleyette for Harry's great…wait, when did I start calling Potter by his given name?...His ass is nice looking in those jeans….they are mocking me…stop moving your ass Harry.* I was staring at his ass when Blaise came over, and caught me. “Man, you need to just get your ass over there and talk to him.” I hadn’t even heard him walk over, and almost fell out of my seat.
When all of us were just a bit tipsy, Blaise got up on a chair and said. “Ok, people! It’s time for a game of truth or dare!” we all sat down, passed around the vitersurm and started to play. A couple of round in it was Grangers turn. “Harry, truth or dare?”, “Truth.”, “Have you or are you lusting after someone in this room?” Without even thinking he blurted out ‘yes.’ It finally landed on Blaise again. “Draco…”, “Dare.” I didn’t let him finish. “Ok, I hare you to strip down and give your crush a lap dance.” My eyes went wide, but I got up, took off all of my clothes except my boxers and turned on ‘Hips don’t lie’ by Skakira.
Everybody was very curious as to whom I liked, but nobody would have guessed that I would be the Harry-the-golden-boy-Potter. I strutted over, and ran my hand through his fine black hair. *It’s softer than it looks.* My mind observed. Harry was too shocked to move; I walk around in front of him and turned my back to him then started to shake my hips. I sat down on his lap and moved back, forth, up and down. Harry's mouth fell open in an ‘ohh’ shape; I leaned into his ear and whispered in it. “Harry, you’re going to attract flies if you don’t close your mouth or let me kiss you.” He nodded his head, and I smashed my lips to his in a powerful, dominating kiss with the man that had haunted my dreams for two years.
When the song ended I got up; Harry did too. He took off his button up shirt and put it on me. I grabbed hi around the waist and led him out of the room, under a shower of cat calls and ‘you go’s. From the glazed over look in Harry's eyes I could tell he had been waiting for this for some time.
Harry Potter One shots: Part Three
BLUE: BLOW JOB
*Harry's Point of View*
I had been in a meeting all morning with Ron and Hermione. When we got to my office, I looked at my watch and my stomach rumbled for food. “Hey guys, I’m going home for lunch.” I told them. ‘Mione smiled at me. “Have a nice lunch, and tell Draco that we say hello.”, “I will.” I said as I apparated home.
When I walk through the front door, I heard music and someone signing. I slowly and quietly crept downstairs into the kitchen, when I opened the door I got an amazing view of my long time boyfriend. Draco was wearing my black, silk p.j. pants; they were slung low on his hips. He had his ass up in the air shaking it while putting something in the oven.
I walked in and on my way by him, I smacked his butt. Draco made an undignified squeaking noise, and stood up. I smirked at him. “So, what’s in the oven?”, “Oh, just tonight’s dessert. Chocolate…Chip…Brownies.” He answered while stirring another bowel of batter. While watching Draco shake his hips, wearing nothing but pants and making brownies, I had gotten so hard it hurt.
I stepped up behind Draco, and pushed him up against the counter while running my hands up his chest from his hips. “Draco, I need to taste you.” Draco turned around in my arms, grabbed my shoulders and demanded me to get down on my knees. When I was down he said; “Pull down my pants and take me in your mouth.” I did as he requested of me.
As I sucked him into my mouth, I hummed knowing that he liked it when I did that. Not long later his fingers tangled into my hair, and he was moaning my name. “Oh gawd, Harry! I’m cumming! Please don’t stop.” He moaned, and then he came in my mouth. He looked down at me then dragged me upstairs. I didn’t go back to my office at the Ministry ‘til the next morning and still I was late for that.
*Harry's Point of View*
I had been in a meeting all morning with Ron and Hermione. When we got to my office, I looked at my watch and my stomach rumbled for food. “Hey guys, I’m going home for lunch.” I told them. ‘Mione smiled at me. “Have a nice lunch, and tell Draco that we say hello.”, “I will.” I said as I apparated home.
When I walk through the front door, I heard music and someone signing. I slowly and quietly crept downstairs into the kitchen, when I opened the door I got an amazing view of my long time boyfriend. Draco was wearing my black, silk p.j. pants; they were slung low on his hips. He had his ass up in the air shaking it while putting something in the oven.
I walked in and on my way by him, I smacked his butt. Draco made an undignified squeaking noise, and stood up. I smirked at him. “So, what’s in the oven?”, “Oh, just tonight’s dessert. Chocolate…Chip…Brownies.” He answered while stirring another bowel of batter. While watching Draco shake his hips, wearing nothing but pants and making brownies, I had gotten so hard it hurt.
I stepped up behind Draco, and pushed him up against the counter while running my hands up his chest from his hips. “Draco, I need to taste you.” Draco turned around in my arms, grabbed my shoulders and demanded me to get down on my knees. When I was down he said; “Pull down my pants and take me in your mouth.” I did as he requested of me.
As I sucked him into my mouth, I hummed knowing that he liked it when I did that. Not long later his fingers tangled into my hair, and he was moaning my name. “Oh gawd, Harry! I’m cumming! Please don’t stop.” He moaned, and then he came in my mouth. He looked down at me then dragged me upstairs. I didn’t go back to my office at the Ministry ‘til the next morning and still I was late for that.
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