drao pressed his fae ihighs. he just wao stop. he didn’t wahis anymore.
“oh, fuk! oh, drao!” she radled his head with one haher started stroking his hair. “how did she reat?”
paheir arra. she knew how muh pressure they had been under.
“she was far too uanding,” he whimpered. uher, he added in his head. he ked him to be happy and maybe she’d ome arouually, but there was no doubt she would be hurt. he ould already piture the disappoi in her eyes. drao hated that. but there had been no other way. he ouldn’t gh with it.
“you did the right thing, drao. our parents shouldn’t ditate every move we make. not a whehis.”
deep dreed. of ourse he did, otherwise he wouldn’t have broken up with astoria. and it wasn’t like he had broke. he k ih him. but still, he had ruiheir pns.
he had ruihing.
thursday, april 10 2003
drao startled when green fmes suddehe firepe of his parlour and a very angry-looking harry potter stomped out of it.
“you bastard,” he yelled.
“what the fuk, potter! what are you doing here?”
pnored his question and, with, lu dra him by his olr.
“you should have told me,” he growled. “you should have told me you broke off the e.”
drao stared at him, bewildered. “who told you that?”
“it doesold me. you should have beeell me.”
“i didh astoria beause of you,” drao said, very aware that he souubborn hild.
“oh?” potter said. he souoo oky. “why then?”
“that’s none of your business,” drao grumbled ale himself out rip.
“i think y,” potter said, his eyes narrowing. “there’s no way you’d go against your parents’ wishes uhere’s a very good reason for it. and dohis wasn’t their idea!”
“oh, and you thi reason?” drao sneered.
“tell me i’m not,” ped, raising his hin. drao’s eyes darted down to his mouth, so lose to his ow in his throat when phtened, pulling drao loser to him. “tell me i’m not the reason you broke up with her.”
“you—you—you’re not—” drao rumbled uiny of potter’s eyes. before it was too te, he pushed him away. “fuk you, potter,” he shouted.
plowered at him, losiween them i motion.
“you’re a fuking liar,” he growled and wound his hands into drao’s hair. it wasn’t as rough as drao had expeted. “you’re a liar,” potter repeated and slowly tilted drao’s head to the side.
drao didn’t want to, he really, really didn’t want to, but he let out a gasp when potter’s lips brushed against his nek.
“what—what about your little boy toy?”
“i broke up with him,” prunted, making drao shudder whehe length of his olrbone.
“oh.” there was nothing else he would have been apable of saying. slowly, he losed his eyes as potter started suking on a partiurly se, right behiintively, his hands fouo potter’s bak, desperately gripping his shirt.
“merlin, yes,” he gasped as potter suked his earlobe into his mouth and his hands wao drao’s bakside. he probably should have put a stop to this, told potter to leave before the situatioely. but it just felt so good.
before drao k ening, potter moved behind him, nibbli where his h his shoulder. drao felt his hands on his waist, slowly moving upwards to his hest. a violent jolt shh him when potter applied more pressure to his hands, pulling drao loser to him, while simultane himself against drao’s bak. fuk. he ould feel painst his arse, hard aii a low moan, his desire for potter, bottled-up f, finally spilling over. he heard potter inhale sharply.
“draainst his nek, and suddenly, his hands were everywhere. draasped as his earted to tingle, kikio overdrive. potter’s touh was s, his sent was and the t grinding his hips against drao’s arse was just dht obsene.
“oh fuk,” potter spluttered as drao almost ried out. potter had moved his hand down to drao’s roth, palming his h his trousers. “you’re already hard.”
“well, so are you,” drao said breathlessly, instead of defeer growled into his nek, his fingers urling around drao’s ok as muh as his trousers allowed.
&o get these off. now.”
drao felt potter push him forward, his hands already w on unbuttorousers. drao kept his eyes losed, too absorbed iion of potter’s fiips brushing against his ok.
“fuk! you’re n aer groaned. his husky voie sent unimagihrough drao. he almost lost his bane whe something, but potter held him in pe. his eyes snapped open and he blinked, disorieer had led him to ohe armhairs; his body ressed firmly against drao’s from behind. slowly, he pushed down drao’s trousers, until they pooled around his aer’s hands slid up his thighs, pausihey reahed his bakside. drao felt him lean in, his hhosting over his ear.
“bend over,” he whispered. a violent shudder ran doine, making him sure he would pass out ahout hesitation, he leaned f the arms of the hair. he groa po