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“I,err…”Eventhoughtheyhadbothbeenshirtlessforawhilenow,itwasonlythenDracorealisedtheywerebothshirtless.

Pottergavehimahesitantsmile.“Maybewecanbenervoustogether?”HewrappedhisarmsaroundDraco’sneckandstartedstrokinghisshoulderbladewithhisthumb.Dracoshiveredinadvertently.

“Weallcomewithbaggage,Iguess,”hemurmured.AshewasgazingintoPotter’seyes,herememberedwhatLunahadsaidrightbeforehehadtakenoff.“We’llhavetobepatientwitheachother.”

“Icandothat,”Potterwhispered,leaningin.HecapturedDraco’sbottomlipandlethistonguebrushagainstit.This,Dracomused,wasdefinitelysomethinghe’dnevergrowtiredof.HewonderedifhisheartwouldeverceasetojumpfranticallywhenPotterkissedhim.Probablynot.Anddefinitelynotrightnow.Onthecontrary,hisheartrateincreaseddramaticallywhenhepartedhislipsandfeltPotter’stonguepushagainsthis.SweetMerlin!

Thekissturnedfromtendertoheatedwithinseconds.DracobitbackamoanwhenPotter’shipsstartedgrindingagainsthis.HiscockwasalreadyhalfhardandifPotterkeptmovinglikethat,Dracowassurehe’dbecominginhispantsinjustafewminutes.

HeclosedhiseyesandlethisheadfallbackwhenPottermovedhisheadlowertokisshisneck.HeletonehandwanderdownDraco’sspineuntilhereachedhisarse.Draco’sheartgaveaviolentjerkandtheybothjumpedwhensomethingcrashedloudlybehindthem.

“Hey,Ilikedthatlamp,”Pottersaid.

Dracorolledhiseyes,eventhoughhewantedtocurlupanddie.Ahandonhisarseandhewasblowinguplamps?Whatthefuckwouldhappeniftheywerebothnaked?

AsifPotterhadjustreadhismind,heasked,“IfItakeoffyourtrousers,willyoudestroymywholebedroom?”

“Um…”Dracowasn’tsurehowtoanswerthat.Forone,hehadnoideawhatwouldhappen.And,moreimportantly,thethoughtofPottertakingoffhistrousershadhismindspinninglikemad.“Iguessyou’llhavetotryandsee,”hecroaked.

Withoutbreakingeyecontact,Pottermovedhishandsdowntohiswaistband.Ittookhimnotimetounbuttonhistrousers.DracogulpedwhenPotterpaused.

“Yourstoo,”Dracowhispered.SomethingthatlookedalotlikeanxietyflashedacrossPotter’sface.“Hey,we’renervoustogether,remember?”Dracosaidquietly,cuppingPotter’scheek.“I’mafuckingvirginforcryingoutloud.”

ThecornerofPotter’smouthtwitchedandheswiftlypulleddownhistrousers,alongwithhissocks.Dracodidthesame,grinningashecaughtsightofPotter’spants.

“Lions?Really?HowveryGryffindorofyou.”

“I’llshowyouwhatelseisveryGryffindor,”PottergrowledteasinglyandlungedatDraco.Theybothlandedonthebed,Potterontopofhim.HetrappedDraco’shipswithhislegs,pinninghishandsoverhishead.

“You’resobeautiful,”Pottersaid.

DracostruggledtofreeoneofhishandsandranitacrossPotter’scheek.“Soareyou,”hewhispered.BeforePottercouldsayanythingelse,hepulledhimbackintoascorchingkiss.

ThesensationofPotter’sskinrubbingagainsthis,Potter’scockrubbingagainsthis,wasabsolutebliss.HearchedhisbackwhenPotterstartedplayingwithoneofhisnipples.

“Hmmm,they’reverysensitiveitseems,”Pottermurmured.Dracosimplymoanedinagreement.“IwonderwhatwillhappenifIdothis.”BeforeDracocouldevenbegintoaskhimselfwhatPotterwasgoingtodo,hefelthishotbreathonhischest,followedbyhismouth.

“Oh,fuck!”