Planning Party Games: Drarry

Cowering Away From The Inevitable

"Excuse me?" Draco responded, quite scared of Harry's forward nature and his own thoughts about how good it would feel for Harry to execute what he just suggested.

"You heard me." He smirked, leaning back on one of his hands and resting his head against one of the end posts of the bed frame.

"Just for recap?" He requested, wanting to make sure he wasn't dreaming or hearing things.

"If you're so worried about getting off without even letting me take off your clothes, we have cleaning charms, but if that doesn't appeal..." He paused, trying to gauge Draco's reactions. "I can keep kissing you while undoing the buttons on your trousers and shirt, move to your neck, give you a few hickeys, move down your chest, pull off your pants, get in a few strokes on your cock before putting the head up to my li-" He explained slowly and suggestively, never breaking eye contact until Draco interrupted him, jolting up and moving to the bathroom door.

"I'm going to have a shower." He rushed nervously as he stumbled across the room, his face twitching out of nervousness.

"Was that wink nerve induced, a hint for me to join you, or a hint for me to wait?" Harry asked, picking up on all the subtle movements Draco's face made.

"U-uh." Draco stuttered, very tempted by all the options presented but also desperately needing to escape.

"Go shower, if you change your mind just holler." Harry said coolly, accioing his copy of hamlet over to where he lay on his stomach on Draco's bed.

"Yeah, ok." Draco responded, more trying to tell himself to move or make a decision. He walked backwards until he hit the edge of the sink and shut the door with a flick of his wand, not locking it. "What the fuck is happening?" He whispered to himself as he turned on the tap and waited for the water to heat. He stepped under the water and just stood there for two minutes.

***

"They've been up there for twenty minutes." Hermione said, breaking the observing silence they had been in since the door to dorm six shut. "I don't know if I should be worried or happy." She continued, the time frame from their departure being enough to start a duel or start making out.

"We haven't heard any shouting yet..." Ron supplied in hopes to calm his friends nerves.

"Silencing charms, Ron." Padma reminded, joining Hermione in looking nervously at the highest door.

     "I'm sure they are fine." Theo tried, "Harry seemed quite cool about the situation this morning." He recalled, looking to Blaise for back up.

     "And if Draco's embarrassment turns to hostility?" Pansy questioned, trying to think of how far Draco would go.

     "Then it's a good thing Harry is the most skilled out of all of us." Dean assured, seemingly relieving some of Hermione's worry.

     "Or they could just be talking, and in a few days when they haven't shagged Pansy here owes me twenty galleons." Seamus grinned, shooting a competitively playful glance to Pansy.

     "You underestimate both of their sex drives, my good friend." Pansy assured, "When Draco comes down all giggly it is you who will owe me ."

***

     Since Draco had vanished into the bathroom Harry had changed into another pair of sweatpants, again neglecting his tee shirts, and gone back to reading his book. He was a few pages into act five when he set it down and moved to his own bed, slightly disappointed that after seven minutes Draco had yet to decide otherwise about his offer. He had flipped to his back and begun to admire the intricacies of the woven pattern when he heard the tap stop. A few more minutes of rustling about occurred behind the closed door before the doorknob began to turn.

     "You really do take every chance to be shirtless you get, huh." Draco observed, the sight of Harry's muscled abdomen stretched out with his arms curled behind his head a good one.

     "Does it bother you, Draco?" Harry replied, looking out of the corner of his eye to observe the also shirtless Draco with a towel around his waist dig through his trunk.

     "Only mildly sexually frustrating." Draco admitted. It was a lie. It was extremely sexually frustrating and only made it harder to keep his newly applied mask of confidence on.

     "Shower calm your nerves?" Harry pointed out, the stutter and clumsiness on a much less noticeable scale.

     "A bit." Draco responded, pulling his pajama bottoms and tee out of his newly stocked wardrobe and making his way back to the bathroom. He remained in there for no more than a minute, quickly composing himself in hopes to make it through a few more hours of whatever occurred before their friends came checking on them. He walked back out fully dressed and made his way to one of the armchairs, putting one of the patterned throw blankets over his legs and starting the fire. They each resumed their places in their books as if noting had occurred and Draco hadn't cowered away from his fantasy.

     "What would happen if I told you I had changed my mind?" Draco asked after another five minutes of contemplation, not paying any attention to the text in front of him.

     "I'd say took you long enough and that we have about another two hours before our friends come to see what happened." He smirked, closing his book and transfiguring his wand back into his wrist. "So, is there anything you you would like to tell me?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised and his full attention on the blonde in front of the fire.

     "Maybe." He replied, letting the blanket drop to the floor as he stood and made his way over to his shirtless roommate. "But I have a feeling that you already got the message..." He said, the nervousness reappearing in his voice,

     "Indeed." Harry replied, standing and grabbing Draco's waist, pulling his face close enough to feel his short breaths. "Are you sure?" He asked, despite Draco's  blatant arousal being on full display, he wanted to make sure he was fully consenting to wherever this went.

     "Yes-" Draco whispered, grabbing the back of Harry's neck and pulling him into a tongued kiss. They fell back into the bed, Draco pulling Harry on top of him, never breaking the kiss. "Mmm" Draco moaned as Harry began to palm his growing erection. "Harry-" He groaned as Harry began to leave open mouthed kisses along his jaw, simultaneously pulling down on the waistband of the blondes pajamas.  "Get them off, please." Draco panted, getting too wound up in the desperation of it all.

     "Patience." Harry chided lightly, recapturing Draco's lips as he removed his undergarments and bottoms in one swift pull.