“Iguessyou’lljusthavetoremindme.”

“IsupposeIshall.”Thefilmpyedtoitselfinthebakground,fottenompletelyasMalfoyslidintoasittingpositionbeforeswingingoveronelegtostraddleHarry’sthighs.Harry’shandsflewtoMalfoy’swaistoninstint,pullinghiminloserandbringingtheirjeansoveredgroinsintoontat.Theybothhissedatthesuddenpressure.“Let’ssee,”Malfoywhispered,leaningovertosukbruisingkissesintotheskinofHarry’snek.“Fiveyearsandoneweekago,youwereaginormouspratandsteppedoveraspelltriggerinanoldDeathEaterhouseandfellintothebasement.”

Harrywantedtoorateonthefiveyearsagopartofthatexpnation,buthewashavingtrouble;Malfoywasnowmovinghishipsinmaddeninglylightirles,sendingsparksofwhitehotpleasureupanddownHarry’sspineandbaktohisdik.

“Then,”Malfoyontinued,movingtotheothersideofHarry’snek,“Fiveyearsagoyesterday,youwokeupfromyourmagialomaandkissedme.”

“Iimaginethatwassomewhatofasurprise,”Harrymanagedtosay.HisfingerswerelenhingandunlenhingroundMalfoy’swaist,andheouldn’tseemtomakehimselfstop.NorouldhestophimselffromarhingintothefeelofMalofy’slipsagainsthisskin.

Malfoyhukled.“Itwas,butonsideringIhadbeenfantasisingaboutyoudoingjustthatforyearsalready,Iwasn’ttooputoutbyit.”

HegroundhishipsdownontoHarry’seretion,andHarrygaspedout,“Malfoy!”

Malfoystoppedmoving,raisinghisheadandlookingdownatHarry,astrangelookonhisfae.“DidyoujustallmeMalfoy?”

Ohshit.Hermionehadwarnedhimaboutthat.“Sorry,”Harrymumbledquikly.“Iwasjust…er,remembering.”

Malfoysmiledandleanedbakin.“I’veneverfotten,”hewhispered,andthenapturedHarry’smouthinasearingkiss.

Itwasallso,sowrong,andmainlybeauseitfeltsodamnperfet.Harrydidn’tthinkhe’deverbeenkissedthewayMalfoywaskissinghimnow;itwassobreathtakinglywonderfulthatHarry’sheartbrokealittleatthethoughtthatitwasn’treallymeantforhim.ThisMalfoy,thisDrao,belongedtoadifferentHarry,onethatwasusedtobeingkissedlikehewastheotherperson’sentireworld.DraokissedHarrylikehewasstarvedforhim;hishandshakingslightlywhereitwasuppedaroundHarry’sheek,histonguetentativebutdesperateatthesametime.Harryfeltasthoughhewasdrowninginit,anditwasonlythethoughtthatthiswasn’thisthatstoppedhimfromgivinghimselfovertoitompletely.

ThenHermione’sstwordsamebaktohim:whenyouwokeupwithDrao,whenhekissedyou,didyoulikeit?

Yes,Harrylikedit.He’dthoughtaboutitbefore,ifhewashowithhimself.WhentheywereoutinthefieldandHarryouldseeMalfoy’slipsmovingsoundlesslyashetraedursemagibaktoitssoure;whentheyfoundthemselvesalonetogetherinaliftoranoffie;thattimehe’dseenMalfoyintheLeaky,lipsshinywithfirewhiskyandgreyeyeslightandopenashegazedoveratHarry.He’dthoughtaboutrowdingMalfoyupagainstthewalloftheliftandslottingtheirhipstogether;thoughtaboutpullingMalfoylosesothathewouldknowhowhismouthfeltmovingagainsthisskin;thoughtaboutslidinghistonguebetweenthosedamplipsandseeinghowtheytaste…

Fiveyearsago…

IfwhatMalfoyhadsaidwastrue,thenmaybehewasinthefuture?Hisownfuture,onethatinludedanniversariesandbeautifulhousesandevenmorebeautifullittlegirlsandmakingoutonthesofainfrontofafilm.Ifthatwasthease,thenitwasn’treallywrong,wasit?

Malfoypulledbak,trailinghisfingersoverHarry’sheek.“Stilllostinthememory?”

Harrylookedupathimandthoughtfast.Ifthisreallywashisownfuture,thenheouldhavethis,ouldn’the?Itwouldn’tbelikehewasstealingsomethingfromsomebodyelse,beauseitwashis.Itwouldn’tbewrong,wouldit?

“Harry?Youokay?”Harry’sbodymadethedeisionforhim,taklingMalfoybakontothesofaandndingdownontopofhim.MalfoyhukledandpulledatHarry’sshirt,liftingitupoverhisheadandthrowingitarosstheroom.HarrypulledatMalfoy’sshirt,snarlingwhenthebuttonsrefusedtoundothemselves.

“Youandyourbloodybuttons,”hemumbled,smilingslightlybeauseheknewthisaboutDrao,knewhewouldneverstooptowearingsomethingsosimpleasatshirt,evenwhenloungingaroundthehouse.

“Youlikemybloodybuttons,”Draomurmured,huggingHarry’shipswithhiskneesandarhinghisneksothatHarryouldthhismouthontoanewlyexposedolrbone.

“Ilikethembetterwhenthey’reopen,”Harryreplied,grinningintriumphasthestoneyieldedtohisfumblingfingersandheouldfinallyrunhishandsoverreamysoftskinandtautmusles.DraoliftedupsothatHarryouldslidetheshirtdownoverhisshoulders,thematerialathingwhereitwasfoldedtotheelbows.Harrydidn’tbothertryingtohelphimgetuntangled;he’dalreadymovedontotheflyofDrao’sjeans.

Draoughed.“Iknowwe’vespentthestthreeyearsrushingthisinaseLissaneedssomething,butshe’snothererightnow,remember.Wedon’thavetogoquitesofast.”

“Yeswedo,”HarrykissedthewordsintotheskinofDrao’ship,hisfingerspullingatthewaistbandofhisjeans.“Ineedtobeinsideyou,now.”

Draosukedinasharpbreathandliftedhiships,handsomingdowntohelpHarrywrigglehimoutofhisjeans.“Yeah,that—yeah,yes,please.”

Togethertheypulledattheirjeans,yankingatthestifffabriandkikingtheirlegstogetfree.HarrywasnearlythrownoffthesofawhenDraobukedhishipsup,tryingtoremovehisbriefs,andwasonlysavedbyDraograbbingontohisarmjustintime.Theykn

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