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nicevennTitle: Truth or Dare
Pairing: H/D
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Summary: A game of truth or dare leads to some fun for Harry. Yes, it’s been done before, but I just had to do it again.
Harry couldn’t tear his eyes away. Draco looked so gentle gazing at the night sky. The view from the astronomy tower was amazing, but Harry’s attention was devoted to the sight of that pale skin and white blonde hair shimmering in the moonlight. He could vaguely hear someone calling Pansy’s name in the background, followed by the question, “Truth or dare?”
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that one day, Slytherins and Gryffindors would be partying together. Even more unexpected was the recent crush he had developed on Draco Malfoy. Things had changed significantly over the past year—the war had forced people to overcome their petty differences and unite against evil. Surprisingly, Draco had not joined Voldemort’s ranks, and that made Harry view him in a different light.
“Draco.”
Harry looked away as Draco’s attention was turned back to the game, but not before the blond noticed that he’d been staring.
“Truth or dare?” asked Pansy.
“Truth.” Harry had to admire his courage— they had all taken a drop of veritaserum before the start of the game.
Pansy’s eyes twinkled. “What did you wish upon that shooting star we saw a few minutes ago?”
Even in the moonlight, Harry could see the pale boy’s cheeks become flushed. Draco hesitated. “I er… I wished that Harry would let me suck his cock.”
Harry nearly fell off his pillow. Draco wished what?! Everyone ooohed, but Harry didn’t hear them.
“Did I hear that right? You, Draco Malfoy, fancy the Boy Who Lived?” teased Pansy.
“You only get one question,” said Draco tersely. “Harry,” he said, looking him in the eyes. “Truth or dare?”
For a moment, Harry was speechless. Only Draco could overcome his embarrassment and make the most out of the opportunity. Harry decided to do the same. “Dare.”
“I dare you to make my wish come true.”
For what seemed to Harry like forever they just looked at each other, until finally, Harry said hoarsely, “Come here then.”
To Harry’s amazement, Draco stood up and walked across the circle to where he was sitting. Harry hastily unzipped his trousers, suddenly unaware of all the people watching them. Draco positioned himself in between Harry’s legs and took over, unbuttoning his pants and reaching into his boxers to take out his cock.
Harry gasped when he felt those warm fingers wrap around the base. He’d never received a blowjob before. Hell, he’d never received anything more than a kiss before. “Ready, Potter?”
Harry nodded, and Draco leaned in to wrap his lips around his cock. Earlier, the blond had admitted to never having sexual experiences with the same sex. His initial ministrations did seem unpracticed, but it wasn’t as if Harry knew the difference. Besides, the best part of the experience was the mere fact that this gorgeous Slytherin had Harry’s cock in his mouth.
Draco’s tongue felt warm and wet sliding up and down his swollen length. It took Harry a while together up the courage to run his fingers through the blond boy’s hair, which was like silk beneath his fingertips.
Occasionally, Draco would stop sucking to look hungrily up at Harry while steadily jerking his cock with his hand. Then he’d use his tongue to lap up the pre-come that had collected at the tip.
Harry was beginning to lose control. Moans threatened to escape his lips. “Looks like we’ve finally found a use for that foul mouth of yours,” said Harry jokingly in an attempt to make himself feel less self-consious.
“I’m sure we could find lots of other uses for it,” said Draco. And then he wrapped his mouth back around the tip of Harry’s cock and sucked, tearing a lustful cry from deep within his victim’s throat.
Draco wrapped his hand tighter around the base where his mouth didn’t reach, moving it up and down to the rhythm set by his mouth. Harry was close—so close. His breathing was becoming rapid, his muscles tightening of his own accord. Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed Draco’s hair and began thrusting into the blond’s mouth until his climax washed over him.
Draco attempted to swallow the come that was quickly filling his mouth, but he wasn’t quick enough and some of it spilled out of his mouth and over his hand and Harry’s cock. Harry quickly pulled out his wand and cast a cleaning charm.
Draco tucked Harry’s cock back inside his trousers, zipped them up and winked before walking back to his own spot. Now, it was Harry’s turn.
“Draco.”
The blond raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
Harry couldn’t hide his grin. “I dare you to take me back to your room and show me what else that mouth of yours can do.”
The End.
Pairing: H/D
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Summary: A game of truth or dare leads to some fun for Harry. Yes, it’s been done before, but I just had to do it again.
Harry couldn’t tear his eyes away. Draco looked so gentle gazing at the night sky. The view from the astronomy tower was amazing, but Harry’s attention was devoted to the sight of that pale skin and white blonde hair shimmering in the moonlight. He could vaguely hear someone calling Pansy’s name in the background, followed by the question, “Truth or dare?”
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that one day, Slytherins and Gryffindors would be partying together. Even more unexpected was the recent crush he had developed on Draco Malfoy. Things had changed significantly over the past year—the war had forced people to overcome their petty differences and unite against evil. Surprisingly, Draco had not joined Voldemort’s ranks, and that made Harry view him in a different light.
“Draco.”
Harry looked away as Draco’s attention was turned back to the game, but not before the blond noticed that he’d been staring.
“Truth or dare?” asked Pansy.
“Truth.” Harry had to admire his courage— they had all taken a drop of veritaserum before the start of the game.
Pansy’s eyes twinkled. “What did you wish upon that shooting star we saw a few minutes ago?”
Even in the moonlight, Harry could see the pale boy’s cheeks become flushed. Draco hesitated. “I er… I wished that Harry would let me suck his cock.”
Harry nearly fell off his pillow. Draco wished what?! Everyone ooohed, but Harry didn’t hear them.
“Did I hear that right? You, Draco Malfoy, fancy the Boy Who Lived?” teased Pansy.
“You only get one question,” said Draco tersely. “Harry,” he said, looking him in the eyes. “Truth or dare?”
For a moment, Harry was speechless. Only Draco could overcome his embarrassment and make the most out of the opportunity. Harry decided to do the same. “Dare.”
“I dare you to make my wish come true.”
For what seemed to Harry like forever they just looked at each other, until finally, Harry said hoarsely, “Come here then.”
To Harry’s amazement, Draco stood up and walked across the circle to where he was sitting. Harry hastily unzipped his trousers, suddenly unaware of all the people watching them. Draco positioned himself in between Harry’s legs and took over, unbuttoning his pants and reaching into his boxers to take out his cock.
Harry gasped when he felt those warm fingers wrap around the base. He’d never received a blowjob before. Hell, he’d never received anything more than a kiss before. “Ready, Potter?”
Harry nodded, and Draco leaned in to wrap his lips around his cock. Earlier, the blond had admitted to never having sexual experiences with the same sex. His initial ministrations did seem unpracticed, but it wasn’t as if Harry knew the difference. Besides, the best part of the experience was the mere fact that this gorgeous Slytherin had Harry’s cock in his mouth.
Draco’s tongue felt warm and wet sliding up and down his swollen length. It took Harry a while together up the courage to run his fingers through the blond boy’s hair, which was like silk beneath his fingertips.
Occasionally, Draco would stop sucking to look hungrily up at Harry while steadily jerking his cock with his hand. Then he’d use his tongue to lap up the pre-come that had collected at the tip.
Harry was beginning to lose control. Moans threatened to escape his lips. “Looks like we’ve finally found a use for that foul mouth of yours,” said Harry jokingly in an attempt to make himself feel less self-consious.
“I’m sure we could find lots of other uses for it,” said Draco. And then he wrapped his mouth back around the tip of Harry’s cock and sucked, tearing a lustful cry from deep within his victim’s throat.
Draco wrapped his hand tighter around the base where his mouth didn’t reach, moving it up and down to the rhythm set by his mouth. Harry was close—so close. His breathing was becoming rapid, his muscles tightening of his own accord. Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed Draco’s hair and began thrusting into the blond’s mouth until his climax washed over him.
Draco attempted to swallow the come that was quickly filling his mouth, but he wasn’t quick enough and some of it spilled out of his mouth and over his hand and Harry’s cock. Harry quickly pulled out his wand and cast a cleaning charm.
Draco tucked Harry’s cock back inside his trousers, zipped them up and winked before walking back to his own spot. Now, it was Harry’s turn.
“Draco.”
The blond raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
Harry couldn’t hide his grin. “I dare you to take me back to your room and show me what else that mouth of yours can do.”
The End.
