Planning Party Games: Drarry

When People Come Knocking

     "That was fun." Draco said, pulling his shirt over his head and retying his hair back into a bun.

     "That it was." Harry replied, casting a cleaning charm on his duvet and fluffing it to look natural. "They'll probably be up in about twenty minutes." He reminded, lying stomach down on his bed.

     "How do we want to play this?" Draco questioned, copying Harry's position on his side of the room.

     "How do you want to play this." Harry asked back, being open to whatever made Draco comfortable.

     "Like we talked, I took a shower, and we've been reading for two hours?" He chuckled, weighing the chances of them believing that they were reading instead of rimming. Merlin.

     "Sure." Harry shrugged, accioing his book and beginning to stare without comprehension at the inked pages of act five.

     "We don't have to read right now." Draco said, accioing his book only to open it to a random page and set it down, resuming looking lustfully at Harry.

     "Would you rather talk about what a blessing silencing charms are because if we didn't have them the entire castle would have heard you scream my name when I had three fingers up your as-" Harry began, grinning at Draco as he started to recite some of the thing that had occurred over the last almost two hours.

     "Yes, silencing charms are a miracle, maybe a regular conversation?" He attempted to distract, a faint blush beginning to crawl up his neck.

     "Regular conversation, huh?" Harry scoffed, "Like tallying all the times you came?" He teased with dilated pupils.

     "Or like going over some of our favorite things?" Draco tried to distract again, failing as Harry found another way to talk about what they had just done.

     "Fingering, rimming, stroking, which one is your favorite?" He smirked, "Based off what we've just done, that is." He giggled, watching Draco's blush meet his cheeks.

     "Guess." Draco smirked back, knowing he would get it quite quickly.

Flashback

     "Mmh." Draco groaned, the sound vibrating through his and Harry's open mouthed kiss as his dorm mate quickened his stroking speed. He could feel Harry smile into the kiss every time he moaned, and he loved it.

     "Don't come on me too fast, Malfoy." Harry playfully chided in response to Draco thrusting into his palm.

     "Ahh." He shakily moaned, trying to resist the amazing feeling of vigorously arching himself in and out of Harry's firm grip.

Flashback

     "Merlin, Harry!" Draco shouted as Harry began to tentatively fuck him with his tongue, loosely massaging his testicles with his free hand. "Oh my- FUCK!" He moaned, the feeling of the tip of Harry's tongue grazing his prostate too fantastic to not scream.

    "Mmh." Harry hummed joyfully, sending vibrations through Draco's spine and putting him on the verge of climaxing.

     "Holy shit- Ah!" Draco breathed, hitting the edge and dribbling onto the duvet as he came down from his high.

Flashback

     "More, please-" Draco begged breathily, being stretched out enough for three of Harry's fingers.

     "Ok-" Harry replied, pulling up and towards himself as he slowly pulled his two fingers, knowing when he hit Draco's sweet spot as his legs, which were hooked around Harry's neck, adjusted themselves so Draco could arch into the touch.

     "Mmh." Draco groaned, the three fingers being even better than he could have imagined, sending a warm buzz to his throbbing cock. "Faster, Harry." He panted, moving his body to meet each of Harry's slow thrusts. Harry sped and Draco kept meeting his fingers leading to Draco quickly coming on his abs.

*****

     "Well that depends, are we going on begging or moans?" Harry asked, a beaming smile on his lips and his pupils still quite enlarged.

     "Begging, why not." Draco responded, giggling under his breath.

     "Oh then definitely fingering." Harry laughed, picking up his book and looking like he was actually trying to focus. "I can hear them coming, we still sticking to the reading thing?" He asked over the pages of his book.

     "Yep." Draco replied, picking up his book and trying to look engrossed. "I think it's Pansy and Seamus." He commented, not looking away from the pages of his Greek mythology text.

     "This ought to be fun." Harry added, hearing their friends outside the door count down from five. The two sat in anticipation for another three seconds before the door blasted open Pansy came in overly excited and paying no attention what so ever.

     "You're shagging, I knew it!" She bellowed - her smile so wide that her eyes were clenched shut - invoking a variety of shocked sounds from the group below.

     "Harry, why didn't you tell me? I would have put my book down." He assured in an extremely sarcastic tone, fully corespondent to the character he was playing.

     "Right back at you." Harry said, making direct eye contact and smirking at Pansy.

     "Looks like my twenty galleons will stay in my pocket another day." Seamus chuckled, assessing the two boys appearances thoroughly, looking for any give away signs that they were just hiding it. Both Pansy and Seamus, most likely along with the rest of the group had changed into pajama like attire, similarly to the boys of dorm six.

     "We were brainstorming ideas on something to pass the time, care to join boys?" Pansy asked after a small moment of silence, an eyebrow quirked and a lopsided grin on her face.

     "Dress code?" Harry asked, wondering if wandering about shirtless would be a touch uncomfortable.

     "For one of the games we were considering more layers might be for the best, mate." Seamus informed, hinting to some sort of activity that involved stripping.

     "Very well then." Harry obliged, pulling on a tee and a hoodie, then making his way to the door.

     "And Draco?" Seamus asked, seeming eager to add as many people to the game as possible.

     "Oh why the hell not."