Hex Me or Kiss Me Book One

Dangerous Addiction

Draco moaned when Harry bit him  and then he drove his tongue against Harry's hand, sucking and licking. "Guess not,"  Harry said, and then he propped himself up, a sudden idea coming to him. "Suck  my fingers like you would suck my cock, Draco," he said, knowing that Draco would  have to obey. "Prat," Draco managed just before he swirled his tongue around the tip of Harry's middle finger. Then  he began to slide his lips down the digit. Harry smirked. "Mmm," he sighed as he watched Draco. His actual cock seemed to perk up a bit, like it knew it  was very possibly about to get something. Draco began  to suck and lick all four fingers, taking them into his mouth together, grey eyes watching Harry as he did. Harry bit his lip and he twitched a little, his mouth watering as he watched. Draco was panting now, sucking and  licking feverishly at Harry's fingers. His own cock was hard,  standing out against blond curls from under the hem of  the nightshirt he was  wearing. His eyes glanced to Harry's crotch to see if he had a similar reaction. He moaned around the fingers when he saw Harry was getting hard too. Harry watched Draco for about a second longer and then leant forward to catch Draco's tongue  on his finger with his own. Draco whimpered, continuing to suck Harry's fingers and wanting that tongue. Harry smirked at Draco's whimper and let his tongue just brush Draco's again. Draco whimpered again, trying to  use his eyes to beg Harry, since his mouth was busy. Harry took his mouth away and smirked one last time. "All right, that's  enough," he said, wondering what Draco  would do after  he was allowed to stop.
Draco was on Harry with  the speed that had made him a Seeker, throwing the other boy back and pinning him  down. His mouth closed over Harry's, and  his hand  reached for the bulge in Harry's trousers. Harry almost had to laugh at Draco's enthusiasm, but didn't let out a single guffaw when he felt Draco's hand. Draco made  short work of the fasteners on Harry's trousers and began pushing his way under the fabric. Since Harry had put them on in such a hurry, there were no shorts  to impede swift arrival at his goal. He wrapped long fingers around Harry's cock  and gently pulled. "Oh, fuck," Harry let out, his eyes  sliding shut. He thrust his hips up. "Yes, that's  the idea," Draco  whispered before thrusting his tongue into Harry's mouth, preventing a coherent answer. They were an odd pair, Draco wearing only a shirt and Harry only trousers. Harry moaned into Draco's mouth and reached down blindly for Draco's erection. He grasped it and pulled, matching Draco's rhythm. Draco broke the kiss, gasping. "No, not yet," he said, resting his forehead against Harry's. Harry reluctantly released Draco and simply lay there. He wanted to let Draco do whatever he wanted. Draco nodded, releasing Harry's cock as well. He moved down the bed and began sliding Harry's trousers down, waiting for Harry to lift his hips as he did. Harry lifted  up, sighing again.  He, once again, found himself wondering how the hell Draco managed to turn him on so easily. Draco looked down at Harry with  what might've been a cruel glint in his eyes. "Put your  hands above your head and hold on to the bed frame," he said quietly. Harry quirked an eyebrow and smirked slowly, doing as he was told. He wondered if Draco could hear his heart speed  up; he certainly could. "Give me your word that you won't move your arms without my permission or order me to do anything unless it is to stop because you can't handle it," Draco said seriously. Harry's heart sped up even more. "You have my word," he said, excited. Draco's grin should probably have scared him. He nodded and turned, straddling Harry's legs – facing away from him. Harry raised an eyebrow, wondering what on earth Draco was going to do. He gripped the bed frame harder, his hands already hurting a bit. Draco positioned himself so that he sat just above Harry's knees and was gripping the other boy with  his own thighs. If Harry kept his word, he shouldn't be able to move much from this position. Then Draco leant forward and began to lick Harry's toes. Harry bit his lip, but kept quiet, still having no clue as to what Draco was  doing. It did feel good though. It tickled a bit, but it  felt good. Draco proceeded to use the same  technique he had  been ordered to use on Harry's fingers, on his  toes. He licked and sucked at his toes in a way that would tickle, be a turn on, or both. He hoped both. Harry twitched a little bit, torn  between the urge to pull his feet away from Draco, and not wanting  him to stop. He wanted  to ask what was going on, but he also didn't want to say one word. It was a little confusing, actually. Draco smiled at the twitch and added his hands, massaging Harry's instep to the sensations. Harry twitched again, wondering if it was strange for this to be turning him on. He watched Draco's  arse displayed right before him and smiled, feeling very much like a king. Draco pulled up and looked down at Harry's feet. He glanced back over his shoulder at their owner. He looked entirely too smug, Draco decided. So he reached his fingers out and dragged blunted nails along the soles. Harry really twitched  this  time. He tried to pull his  foot away  and let out a short, "Ah!" Draco liked that and  glanced back  again to see Harry's face.  Evil grin on his own, he continued to run his fingernails in circles on the soles of Harry's feet. Harry's face scrunched up, and he  began wiggling his feet around, trying to get away. He still didn't say anything though; he was determined not to say anything. Draco slid his arse up Harry's legs so that he  was backed up against the other boy's balls and  cock. Then he brought his fingernails up Harry's legs, paying particular attention to any hints of  other ticklish spots. Harry had to moan now, even if it  was only a small one. He gritted his teeth and twitched when  Draco's nails hit around his calves. Draco continued the slow torture, finding and exploiting Harry's ticklish spots on his calves, knees and thighs, all the while wriggling his arse against the other boy's crotch. Harry closed his eyes now, not being able to take the sight in front of him anymore.  It didn't help much; he could still feel everything. Draco glanced every so often over  his shoulder to see Harry's face and smirked. Then he slid up  just enough that his arse rested atop Harry's cock. He leaned forward and added nips and licks to his exploration of Harry's thighs. Harry was taking long slow breaths now, his eyes still shut. He had a very vivid imagination though, because he still felt  like he could see everything. Now Draco pushed Harry's knees apart, trailing those fingertips up Harry's inner thighs as he spread his legs. Harry gasped; he couldn't help it. The feeling of Draco's fingers sliding slowly across the skin of  his thighs was maddening. He wanted to grab Draco and  make  him do something besides what he was doing, but he didn't. He refused, feeling a bit of their old competition. Draco slid up along Harry's cock so that he could  lean down and nip at those lovely muscled thighs.  It made his arse rise a bit and brought his cock sliding against Harry's. Harry let out a reluctant whine now, thrusting up just a little at that delicious contact. His hands gripped harder, his eyes tightly shut. Draco chuckled, putting even more effort on the spots that Harry reacted the strongest to. He slid up more, his belly against Harry's, and nipped high on Harry's inner  thighs, just below the joint with his hips. Harry made a throaty noise, cracking his eyes open just a bit. Merlin, Draco looked so good, so fucking good, so fucking good, so fucking ... Harry could feel his control starting to slip; he gripped the bed even harder. Draco made sure to avoid Harry's cock and balls, working his mouth around each side, nipping at the joint and then up his hips. His arse had slid so far as to be resting just below Harry's chin at this point. Harry swallowed heavily, his eyes focused on Draco right in front of him. It took everything he had to stay like he was. He  had  to move; he wasn't going to be able to take this much longer. "Draco," he moaned very quietly. "Mmm," Draco answered, nuzzling his face into  the hair around his lover's cock. Harry gritted his teeth. "Draco, please," he said, not being able to stop the begging anymore. Draco grinned, nipping at the base of Harry's cock. Apparently, 'please' did not constitute an order, because he felt no compunction to obey.  "Yes?" He almost laughed at the needy sound of Harry's voice. Harry groaned with frustration.  "Please, please," he said, not wanting to give in, but thinking that he wouldn't be able to hold back for much longer. "Please? Please what, Harry?" Draco  answered in  a husky voice. He blew on the hard cock  in front of him. Harry arched up. "Please, do something! Touch me, suck me, anything, please!" His knuckles were white, his eyes shut again. Draco loved the sound of Harry begging. He would almost have preferred to keep torturing just to  hear more of it. He was mildly distracted to  note that the 'please' did indeed negate the command. He lifted himself up on his knees, so  that his cock hung teasingly in front of Harry, and leant down to run his tongue  up the length of Harry's cock. "Ahhhh," Harry let out slowly. "Yes, yes, that!" He threw his head back, now more than ever wanting to grab the cock in front of him. Draco chuckled darkly at Harry's response, and, holding himself up with one hand, used the other to gently grasp Harry's erection and position it at his lips. He licked the head slowly, very slowly. Harry hands were hurting now, but he didn't let go. He locked his leg muscles up and his toes curled.  "Fuck, Draco, please!" he begged some more. Perversely, it was like his feelings  of old. Draco didn't want to give in. He wanted Harry to break  first. He loved hearing Harry beg and plead. He continued his slow licks and made  sure that his own cock grazed Harry's chin as he moved. Harry actually  tried to move his head to try and  reach Draco's cock, but he couldn't get to it, it  was just out of reach. "Uggggh," he groaned, feeling like a child who wanted to  stomp  his feet. He let his hands loosen up, just about ready to stop this madness. Draco swayed his hips so that his cock swayed  in front of Harry, continuing to just graze against his face. Then he  blew again, on the wet head of Harry's cock. That was  it. Forgetting that he had promised not to, Harry let go of the bed and grabbed Draco's hips, pulling him up further. He grabbed his cock with one hand and began licking at it feverishly. Draco nearly screamed at the sudden contact with his aching cock, burying his face against Harry's hip, his hand clutching at Harry's cock. It was very odd to try to  do this to Draco at this  angle. His balls sort of got in the way, so Harry improvised by licking and sucking those as well,  while thrusting up against Draco's hand. Draco was panting, lost in the sensations, his cheek pressed against Harry's hip. He tried to  concentrate on his fingers, sliding them along Harry's thrusting cock. Harry continued to tongue everywhere he could reach. Since he had lost the first competition of who  would lose control first, he was now determined to make Draco come before himself. Draco knew he was lost now. He  was gasping and clinging to Harry's body as the other  man tongued him. He tried to concentrate long enough to return the favour, but Harry seemed intent on destroying his ability to think. Harry actually grinned when the action between his own legs ceased. He knew it meant that Draco  was losing control quickly. He doubled his efforts and moved his head up a bit to lick at Draco's entrance. "Fuck!" Draco gasped, trying not to grind down against Harry's face. His fingers were clutching Harry's hips so  hard there would certainly be marks. Harry's grin widened and he pushed his tongue into Draco, stabbing at the opening. He started  stroking Draco with the hand that still grasped his cock. "Oh, Merlin, fuck, yes!" Draco was babbling now, feeling like he was a writhing mass of pleasure. Harry wanted to laugh now, his own body tingling with an alltogether different kind of pleasure. He sped his hand up and matched the pace with his tongue, starting to hum the Hogwarts anthem. Draco was gasping, beginning to lick and bite at the flesh under his face.  He  wasn't  doing it  for Harry  as  much  as  he  just  couldn't  help himself. He was overwhelmed by the sensations. "Harry, yes, Harry," he chanted between nips and gasps. Harry smiled wider than  ever. He pulled faster, thrust his tongue deeper, and ceased the humming, moaning now. "Yours, Harry, yours!" Draco screamed, the orgasm building from his centre and radiating out in waves through the rest of his body. He felt warm and cold at the same time and held on to Harry's body like he would drown if he let go. Harry smirked with triumph, still licking, sucking, and pulling gently. Draco moaned, twitching as Harry continued to play with his oversensitive parts. Harry chuckled a bit and  released Draco, cocking his head to the side to look around Draco's body. "All  right, there?" he asked. "Mmm?" Draco managed  to murmur, but didn't move. Harry raised an eyebrow and gave Draco a little shake. Please, not again, he thought. Draco opened his eyes  and looked up at Harry. "Yeah, just, fuck." Harry sighed and relaxed, his smirk returning. "Yes, I know," he said smugly, placing his hands behind his head. "You are pleased with yourself then?" Draco chuckled before taking a sharp nip out of the nearest part of Harry's thigh. Harry jumped a bit. "Ouch!" he said, whacking Draco on the arse. "Mmm," Draco responded instead of  yelping. He looked over at Harry and waggled his eyebrows. Harry grinned and raised an eyebrow of his own. "You truly have a one-track mind," he said with a small laugh. "But since you're in the mood," he said, gesturing to his erection, "be my guest." Draco laughed and tried to pull himself up. He ended up pushing himself off and rolling onto his back. "How about you climb up here?" He smiled. Harry raised both eyebrows and cocked his head  again. "You're up for another go?" he asked incredulously. Draco grinned. "No, I want to suck you while I lie here!" Harry laughed. "Oh," he said sitting up. "I was about to say, not even you can recover that quickly." He moved so that he was nearly sitting on Draco's chest, his cock in his face. Draco grabbed a pillow, putting it behind his head to give  him a better angle.  "Now, let's see if you  are any better at holding still this time," he teased. Harry smirked, waiting for Draco to get started. "Anytime now," he said, enjoying the teasing. Draco shook his head and then grinned at the beautiful cock  in front of his face. He reached for it  with one hand, laying the other on Harry's thigh for the moment. He  used his long fingers to  gently caress the soft skin of it. "Mmm," Harry moaned quietly. "You  know, you're really good at that," he said. He had no idea why he was feeling so smug, probably because he had received permission to  have sex, been excused from classes, and Draco was starting to  act normal again. The world felt like it was miles away once more. "Lots of practise." Draco smirked, wrapping his fingers around Harry's cock and angling it to get a lick.  He swirled his tongue around the head with the air of a man enjoying  a decadent sweet. Harry was quickly losing the ability to  be witty. He replied to that with a, "Ngh," and concentrated on trying to keep still. Draco smiled at Harry's reaction and brought his lips to his cock, lips pursed to slide over the head. His tongue followed his lips, teasing with the tip. His hand on Harry's thigh steadied the other boy. Harry felt very odd, hovering over Draco, like he was going to fall over or something, but it didn't matter much. It  felt too good. Draco started sucking harder, bobbing his head and making soft, happy noises as he did.  His hand on Harry's thigh gripped him tightly. Harry yelped and then let out a long moan. He  wasn't quite panting yet, but his breathing was quick and shallow. "Oh, fuck, Draco!" Head bobbing faster, his hand around Harry's cock moving with him, Draco moaned and breathed hard through his nose. The sight of Draco doing this was amazing. Harry couldn't tear his eyes  away. "Oh, fuck, fuck, please, fuck," he said nonsensically, panting quickly now. Draco took a deep breath and plunged down, taking Harry's cock all the way to the back of  his throat, muscles swallowing around it. Harry screamed. There was no other word for it. The sounds he made after sounded like panting laughs almost. He was delirious with pleasure, and very close. Draco pulled his mouth halfway up,  taking a quick gulp of air, and then plunged down again, his hand sliding down to cup Harry's balls. Harry squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the building pleasure. "Close, close," he whispered, moaning again. Draco gently  rolled Harry's balls  as the head of the other boy's cock hit the back of his throat. "Ahhh!" Harry let out when he finally came into Draco's mouth. Every nerve in his body seemed to be  on fire with feeling. Draco was glad he had taken a deep breath. He focused  on swallowing as quickly as he could  so as not to choke. The wave of power that followed was  what nearly undid him though, and it took him almost too long to remember to pull back and breathe. Harry was motionless for a moment before rolling over and landing on his back, panting still. "Holy fuck," he said, staring up at nothing in particular, his mouth open slightly. Draco coughed a bit, trying to clear his air passages, and then took several deep breaths.  "Yes," he gasped. Harry took in a big breath himself and let it out slowly, blinking a few times. "I would ask where you learnt that," he  said, "but I don't think I want to know." Draco snorted. "I told you, precocious." Harry laughed too. "Sorry I'm not as wonderfully adept at sex as you are," he smirked, "but I'll learn." Draco laughed. He was surprised  to realise he laughed a lot around Harry. "You are already dangerously addictive," he said. Harry smiled. "Am I really?" he asked,  waggling his eyebrows. " I could say the same thing about you." "I'm hungry," Draco said. "Did you  dump the rest of those sandwiches on the floor?"