Harry and Severus walked back to his private quarters after classes, skipping dinner at the Great Hall. Severus promised a drink with Harry, deciding to do something different this time.
Severus opened his liquor cabinet, rummaging through his large mixed collection of muggle and Wizard drinks. "You've been stressed lately so I thought we'd do something fun."
"Fun?" Harry asked with a slight giggle to himself. "What's your definition of fun?" Severus and the word fun don't always mesh...
Severus pulled out a dark blue transparent crystal bottle, placing it on the coffee table with 2 thin shot glasses.
Harry read the label. "Giggle Water?" Harry questioned, he hadn't had any before.
"Not only can you get drunk, each shot makes you burst out in a laugh." Severus poured the first 2 shots, handing Harry his. He went back into the kitchen to bring out a plate of his cookies he made.
Harry stared at the liquid, looking to Severus.
"Go ahead." Severus urged, clinking his shot glass with Harry's.
"Bottoms up." Harry knocked it back, overcome by a huge urge. He laughed in a big loud shout, feeling very jubilant and light. "Oh my."
Severus took his shot, laughing out loud. "It's a bit of a fuzzy feeling, you'll get use to it after a few tries." He refilled the shots.
Harry blushed with a shy smile. "I haven't laughed very much lately, I've had alot on my mind."
Severus sat next to Harry on the sofa. "It would be best if you talk about it, bottling your feelings is not wise."
Harry took another shot, bursting into a laugh. "Well hehe, I've been feeling funny about the whole...loyalty thing."
"Oh?" Severus questioned, knocking back his giggle water only to chuckle unashamed. "Explain then." He refilled the shots, offering Harry a mint chocolate cookie.
Harry nibbled at the cookie. "Are you intimate with Lucius?"
Severus raised both brows. "A bit bold to ask that right out of the gate isn't it?" He took his shot, laughing shortly.
"I'm sorry, but I've been curious about it, if you are I'm not upset." Harry made sure he prefaced that before the question was answered.
"You're not? I'm surprised, but that's a very mature response." Severus was pleasantly surprised that Harry was so calm. "But yes, not lately though due to my classes starting again. Over the summer we did, why do you ask?"
"If I were to...be with..." Harry couldn't even say it, his heart quickened rapidly at the thought. He knocked back his shot, laughing anxiously.
"Be with Draco in that way?" Severus finished Harry's sentence. "Loyalty can be intimate, or it can be a strong friendship that neither party can be without."
"Can't it be both? Would you be upset with me?" Harry felt tipsy, downing another shot with a loud cackle.
Severus took one last gulp of the giggle water, refilling them both with a laugh. "No Harry, I wouldn't be upset. You're an adult you need to make your own choices."
Harry frowned. "Where does that leave us?" He sunk his back into the cushions of the sofa.
Severus pulled Harry against him. "You and I are still together, none of this will change anything."
Harry looked up at Severus. "That makes me feel alot better, I was feeling bad about it...like I was betraying you."
Severus pulled Harry into his lap, kissing his lips. "You worry too much, you haven't done anything wrong." He cupped his cheeks, kissing him again.
Harry melted in that kiss, pushing into Severus's lips with need. "Mmm." He moaned, opening his mouth to him.
Severus met Harry's tongue with his own, deepening the kiss. His hands wrapped around the small of his back, pulling him upwards.
Harry sat on Severus's hips, their groins pressed feverishly against each other. "Severus!" He gasped, looking down to see his big erection.
Severus pushed his hardness against Harry's groin. "You're on my lap half inebriated...what did you expect?" He smirked, pulling the button and zipper apart from Harry's pants.
Harry gasped as Severus's hand gripped around his growing cock. "Uhh your hand is so warm!" He pushed upwards into him.
"I got you excited that fast? Tsk tsk tsk so easily stimulated." Severus teased, pumping Harry slowly in his fingers.
Harry was fully hard now, his hips rolling with Severus's slow pulls of his hand.
Severus pulled Harry's pants and briefs down to his thighs. "Tell me Harry, will you come in my hand?" His dark velvet voice purred. "Or in my mouth?"
Harry got a sharp chill up his spine. "Oh god your mouth! Please!"
Severus pushed Harry's back down on the sofa, pulling the rest of his briefs and pants off. "With pleasure." He lied stomach down on the sofa, pulling Harry closer by his thighs.
Harry squeaked at the quick motion of being yanked forward.
Severus opened Harry's legs till his knees went out at his sides. "Tell me you want it." He whispered, lazily stroking his shaft.
Harry swallowed hard, blushing dark across the bridge of his nose and cheeks. "Suck my cock Sev."
Severus slowly slid his lips all the way down Harry's shaft, moaning as his mouth touched the base.
Harry pulled his shirt off, letting the soft cotton slip out of his hand. "Uhhh." He softly breathed at the warmth of Severus's mouth around him.
Severus looked up at Harry completely nude on his sofa, fully hard at such a sexy display. He started to bob his head, sucking him attentively.
Harry closed his eyes, hyper focusing on the feeling of Severus's lips and tongue licking his skin each time his mouth moved up and back down. "Fuck Sev your mouth!"
Severus took his left hand to Harry's balls, massaging them gently as his right hand slid down under himself. He rubbed himself through the strangling black slacks that pressed his hard cock against his abdomen.
Harry felt the movement shift, looking down to see where Severus's hand went. "Bed, now!"
Severus stopped. "What for?"
"Take me to your bed, now!" Harry pleaded more loudly.
Severus picked Harry up, rushing him into his bedroom. He dropped him down on the bed, standing over him. "Now what? What did you interupt me for?" He asked in irritation.
Harry reached up, grabbing Severus by the cloak.
"Harry?!" Severus snapped.
Harry ignored Severus's growl, flipping him so he was ontop of his body. "No words, just help me undress you." He started with the upholstered buttons of Severus's outfit, pushing his cloak to the side.
Severus was curious to what all this fuss was about, but he did what Harry asked, shucking off his pants, belt, and the rest of his attire.
Harry didn't give Severus much time to react, quickly turning his body.
Sevrrus stiffened as Harry's ass wound up in his face. "Harry what are you do-!!!" He harshly inhaled.
Harry plunged his mouth over Severus's cock without warning, covering his balls in his palms.
Severus panted at such a dirty position, looking at Harry's hole that was inches from his mouth. The hot swipes of Harry's tongue making him want to...
Harry moaned around Severus's cock as he started feeling tongue continuously lapping at his entrance, the rim twitching against the wetness.
Severus hugged his arms around Harry's hips, sucking his lips around the soft muscle.
Harry drooled at the intense suction around the bundle of nerves, sucking faster around Severus's engorged cock. "Mmm!" He vibrated his lips, sucking down.
Severus pumped Harry's cock in his hand, pushing his tongue inside the tight rim. "You are one bad little Gryffindor!" He groaned, tongue fucking Harry's ass.
Harry popped his mouth off to moan loudly at the stretching feeling of Severus's tongue wiggling and pushing inside him. "Sev! Uhhh!!!"
Severus pushed 2 fingers inside Harry's hole, pulling and pushing them inside.
Harry picked up the pace, sucking Severus's cock back into his mouth. The position made it very tempting, moving his hand lower to the back of his balls.
Severus gasped at Harry's pointer and middle finger pressing against his taint, making his legs spread against his permission. "Harry!" He warned.
Harry bravely ignored the complaint, massaging the spot more roughly. "Let me touch you Severus." He moaned, licking the underside of his cock.
"S-Stop!" Severus groaned, this new feeling proving to be too much too fast.
Harry continued to ignore Severus, pumping his cock in one hand while the other kept working the spot. "Shhhh let me."
Severus pushed Harry off, sending him tumbling down onto the carpet.
Harry yelped at the fast action, landing on his ass.
Severus leaned over the bed, glaring down at Harry. "I said stop!"
Harry shot up. "So your first instincts is to throw me?!" He walked over fast to grab his clothes, forcing them over his body.
"Where do you think you're going???" Severus asked sitting up with a glare.
"Anywhere but here!" Harry snapped, stomping out into the hall.
Severus yelled for Harry to stop, but it was too late. He slammed the door, darting for his rooms and away from Severus.
****
Harry floo'd back to his home in Godric's Hollow, relieved that Draco hadn't come back yet. He ran upstairs to shower and put pajamas on, needing the comfort after what happened.
Draco arrived through the Floo an hour later, tired and covered in potion stains all around his fingers and lab coat.
"Mr. Malfoy...change your mind about staying?" Kreacher spoke from behind the kitchen doorway, peering from behind the wall.
Draco glared. "Yes, leave me be!"
Kreacher bowed his head. "Yes sir."
There was a little post-it note pasted to the bottom of the banister.
Draco took it off, reading it under the dimly lit staircase hall light.
Draco,
All of your clothes and belongings have been safely retrieved from your apartment and what you left behind at the Manor, I had a messenger and mover come and retrieve your things so you didn't have to worry. Everything is unpacked and set up in the upstairs bedroom that now belongs to you.
Draco smiled at such a large gesture, a big weight lifting from his mind that he wouldn't have to worry about his belongings. "Potter???" He called up the stairs.
No response...
Draco silently walked up the stairs, curious if Harry was home, or if he was asleep. The lights were off on the second floor, but Draco could smell Harry's shampoo and aftershave freshly in the air.
Harry was hiding in his bed, under his duvet cozy and warm.
The only light that could be seen was the tiny dimmed tip of Harry's lumos spell from his wand.
Draco stopped at the cracked doorway of Harry's room, the dim light seen from under the duvet. He tiptoed inside, standing over the Harry shaped lump. "Potter." He whispered.
Harry jumped. "Malfoy?" He opened the duvet to see Draco standing over the bed. "When did you get home?"
Draco smiled slightly. "A few minutes ago...I wanted to thank you for what you did."
Harry sat up, pushing the covers away. "I wanted you to have your things back, I know how particular you are, I wanted you to be comfortable here."
Draco anxiously fiddled with his fingers. "You didn't have to do that."
"Come lie down with me." Harry moved over, opening the duvet.
"In your...bed?" Draco asked nervously.
"Yes come, please I've had a terrible night." Harry patted the spot next to him.
"What happened?" Draco asked, slowly getting on the bed.
Harry shook his head. "I don't think you'd want to hear about it...it's about Severus and I...intimate stuff." He blushed.
"Oh...well no you can tell me, I won't mind. What happened? You seem down." Draco leaned his back against the headboard, pulling the duvet up to his stomach.
"Well, it was going fine but when I..." Harry didn't know how to say it, making gestures with his hands. "I tried to touch him and...he threw me off the bed." He scowled at the memory.
"He launched you off the bed??? What on earth for???" Draco asked.
"I hit hard too! It was carpet but I have rug burn on my arse from being thrown...but anyways." Harry cleared his throat. "I found out the other day that Severus has never...never done anything sexually that involves any sort of touching near his..." he blushed so dark he thought his skin would burn. "Bugger."
Draco laughed. "Words can sometimes be embarrassing eh? You mean nothing in the back door?" He tried to put it in a polite way to avoid further embarrassment.
"Yes! Yes thank you, but yeah...and when I tried he threw me off of him." Harry frowned. "I got very mad at that...so I left and came here." He looked at Draco.
Draco sneered. "If someone did that to me I'd do alot more than just storm out." He remembered back to a few memories of being slapped or hit by Pansy, shuddering at the reminder. "Pansy hit me once...well a few times."
"She did? Why?" Harry asked.
"Well the first time she ever slapped me was...4th year." Draco blushed. "We were young...but she got very mad that I wouldn't go down on her...so she slapped me...very hard across the face."
Harry raised a brow. "Go down? You mean..." he pointed to his crotch.
Draco blushed harder. "Yes Potter, that."
"Why won't you call me Harry? I've asked you many times now." Harry didn't think it needed to be so formal anymore.
"It's a habit...I've called you that for so many years." Draco looked at Harry. "Calling you by your first name would be very...intimate for me."
Harry moved a little closer. "Malfoy I...I'm your friend now, maybe a little more then that as well."
Draco looked away. "I never should have told you that I liked you."
"Nox." Harry spelled the wand off, leaving them in total darkness with only the night sky and moon as a source of light from the window.
Draco looked at Harry. "Why did you do that???" He swallowed anxiously.
"Malfoy." Harry whispered. "Come here."
Draco slowly moved over. "Why?"
Harry pulled Draco closer by the loop of his pants. "You still have your work clothes on."
"I came here right after work, I didn't have time to change." Draco spoke softly, watching Harry.
Harry took the lab coat off of Draco's shoulders, folding it up. "Put this on the night stand on the right side there."
Draco did just that, setting it down.
"Why don't you get comfortable?" Harry suggested.
Draco took his tie off, folding it up placing it with the coat.
Harry leaned in closer. "Malfoy."
Draco gasped, turning around to see Harry so close.
"Let me undress you." He whispered, taking his fingers to the buttons of Draco's white button down.
Draco let out a shaky breath. "Why?" His heart escalated rather fast at the idea, looking at Harry's fingers.
"Because you smell like bubotuber pus." Harry explained with a smirk, wanting Draco to relax.
Draco couldn't help but let out a small huff followed by a half smile, allowing Harry to unbutton his clothing.
Harry unbuttoned Draco's shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. "Lie down."
Draco slowly pressed his back to the middle of the bed, looking up at Harry. "What are you doing?" He gasped.
Harry climbed ontop with his knees on either side of Draco's hips, starting to unbuckle his belt, pulling it out of the loops of his pants. "Undressing you."
"Potter I-" Draco stopped mid sentence, his eyes wide.
Harry leaned up to take his own shirt off, tossing it down to the floor beside the bed. "Sleep in my bed with me tonight."
Draco's eyes wandered down to the metal clinking of Harry's belt, watching him take it off. "All night?" His hands trembled at his side, following the belt as it slid out of the loops.
Harry extended his arm out, letting the leather belt slip out of his fingers, hitting the floor. "All night, with me." He reached down, pulling open the button from Draco's expensive black pants, watching him as he pulled down the golden zipper.
Draco watched Harry undo his own pants, popping open the button as he slid the zipper down.
"Do you like watching me undress you?" Harry asked, pulling Draco's pants down his thighs. He looked down to see he was wearing dark green briefs with a silver elastic stripe. "Take my pants off."
Draco flipped their bodies so he was ontop of Harry. He pulled them down, discarding both their pants to the floor, letting them slip down the duvet. He looked at Harry's naked frame under him, running his fingers down his chest.
Harry looked up at Draco. "What are you thinking?" He asked, seeing the expression on his face change.
Draco couldn't help himself, pressing his body down on Harry. Their bare chests touched skin to skin. "I haven't been with anyone in years...never done anything with a boy before..." He ran his fingers against the side of Harry's neck.
Harry shuddered at the slender fingers brushing his skin. "Why were you hard the night I treated your wounds?" He took Draco's hand in his own.
Draco looked at Harry. "We never got close growing up...I made sure of that." Draco took Harry's glasses off, setting them on the side of the bed. "I knew I couldn't be close to you...so I was mean to you, did everything to hide how I felt." He leaned in closer. "But now that I'm this close...I can't help it." Their lips were centimeters away. "Harry." He pressed his lips against his.
Harry inhaled sharply as their lips touched for the first time, kissing back instantly.
Draco couldn't stop kissing those lips, so plump and soft, he swiped his tongue over Harry's bottom lip.
Harry touched Draco timidly, finding his skin was silky and cold. His hands explored his back, stroking over the ribs and spine.
Draco finally had to separate their lips, catching his breath.
"Malfoy...you kissed me." Harry spoke softly, licking his lips at the taste of him.
Draco looked at Harry's reddened lips, leaning down to kiss them again. He kissed his cheek, following across his jawline. "So many years spent fighting." He whispered, kissing Harry's neck.
"We were just kids Malfoy...kids do stupid things." He leaned up.
Draco gasped loudly, being flipped down on his back.
Harry leaned down. "Malfoy...I want to see you naked." He whispered in his ear.
"Wait!" Draco gasped, looking down as Harry pulled his briefs down just enough to see his hip bones.
Harry looked up at the sound of alarm in Draco's voice. "Scared Malfoy?" He smirked, pulling it down another inch to see the V-line of his groin.
Draco was so hard from kissing and touching Harry, being nude in the silk sheets. "You wish." He whispered.
Harry pulled the briefs down, stopping to see just how much Draco was enjoying this. He pulled the rest off, letting it fall to the pants on the floor.
Draco blushed, his heart rapidly thumping against his chest. "What are you going to do to me?" He looked down at Harry as he lowered himself between his legs.
Harry wrapped his hand around Draco's cock, feeling the heat against his fingers.
Draco gasped at the contact, twitching against Harry's fingers. "You're touching me!" He whined, squeezing the sheets between his fingers. Harry Potter is touching me!
Harry looked up at Draco. "You're so hard Malfoy." He looked up at him, slowly starting to pump him. "I've thought about this before, how you'd feel...how you'd sound."
Draco watched intently, his lips parting in a throaty breath.
Harry liked the feeling of Draco's velvety skin between his fingers, the pulsating warmth beneath his fingerprints.
"Uhh!" Draco moaned from such slow torturous movements, dripping from how good it felt. "Harry, please!" He called out, thrusting upwards as he tried to quicken Harry's hand.
Harry was hooked immediately upon hearing Draco say his name again, eyeing the drop of come that dripped from the slit. "You're leaking." He whispered, smearing the liquid over the head with his thumb.
Draco threw his right arm over his eyes, panting as the feeling increased. "Oh god!" He moaned, grabbing Harry's wrist of the hand that pumped him.
"That's it Malfoy feel me." Harry whispered, his hand becoming slick with Draco's pre-come. "You're going to come soon arent you?" He watched his own hand glide over his twitching skin.
Draco bucked his hips further into Harry's hand, moaning for release. "I'm close! You should stop!"
"No, no no Malfoy I want it to be me who makes you come, come by my hands." Harry whispered seductively, adding his other hand to massage his balls while he pumped faster.
Draco was internally panicking, this was Harry Potter, the boy he rivaled for years! He didn't want to be so vulnerable infront of him, let alone come infront of him. "Nuhh!!!" Draco let out a strangled groan, pulling one of the pillows over his face. "I'm c-coming!!!"
Harry gasped loudly as Draco tensed up, climaxing harshly in his hand. His come shot up a foot into the air in a stringed stream of pleasure, covering his fingers as it landed on his abdomen.
Draco shakily let go of Harry's wrist, breathing heavily as his body convulsed. He was now faced with a very intense realization. That was the hardest I've ever come from a hand-job...a hand-job from Harry...fuck!
Harry scoffed in his own mental disbelief, sitting up infront of Draco. "Well...you look like you enjoyed yourself." He tossed Draco his briefs and pants, casting a cleaning spell quietly over them both.
Draco slowly lifted the pillow from his face, looking at Harry in the moonlight. "You...you just made me..."
Harry blushed, thankful for no lighting. "Are you okay?" He asked, knowing how prideful Draco could be.
Draco silently put his clothes back on, not bothering with his upper garments. "I'm fine." He muttered, gathering his things.
"Don't you want to stay? I did say you could sleep here with me." Harry looked at him hopeful.
"I shouldn't...I'll see you tomorrow." Draco walked out rather quickly.
Harry blushed at the sound of the door closing where Draco's room was. "Bloody hell." He said to himself. I can't believe that just happened...
Did I really just give Draco Malfoy a hand-job??? He seemed unhappy after...or maybe he felt as much disbelief as I did...oh fuck Severus...I walked out on him! What happens now???