Sex Addiction

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Harry glanced at the clock, wishing, hoping, Draco would show up.

It had been a month since he kissed the blond, a month of Harry questioning his entire life, a month of Draco Malfoy vanishing off the face of the earth.

He couldn't believe he had kissed him. They were just so close and Harry was already strung up from the fight and Draco looked so... Hopeful. That was probably Harry's imagination, though- Why would Draco want Harry to kiss him? And if he did want Harry to kiss him he wouldn't have apparated away immediately after.

Harry glanced at the clock once more before sighing. He was worried. He didn't cancel his appointments, just did a no-show. Harry marked it as a missed appointment- The sixth in a row. Typically, after you miss three appointments you were excluding from the program, but Harry managed to keep Draco in, saying that their were reasons under patient confidentiality that he wasn't showing up.

Finally, Harry reached the tipping point. He clicked on the client information, found his address, grabbed his jacket and paused to think. He was concerned for Draco's health. This was an emergency visit to ensure his patient was healthy and well. Biting his lip, he glanced at the door before waving his hand. "Show me Draco Malfoy at the Malfoy Winterhall Manor."

He froze. Draco was healthy alright- From what he could see.

The blond was completely naked on his bed, face buried in a pillow and arse sticking up in the air, legs parted with a soft buzzing noise. He was shaking, his cock slightly curved and an angry red color, a small purple remote in his right hand. He let out a stifled moan, panting into the pillow as he adjusted a slider on the remote and the buzzing got louder.

He was moaning non-stop now, his hips rotating as if trying to get something inside of him. Sweat covered his back, leaving it slick and shiny as he reached down to grasp his length, body jolting as he let out a shameless moan. Rocking his fist a few times with a trembling hand, he moved to cover the tip with his palm, squeezing slightly as he let out high pitched whines and gasps.

"Reminder: Therapy with Harry. Reminder: Therapy with Harry. Remi-"

"Shut up," Draco snapped, and the wand reminder fell silent as Draco let out a shuddering gasp, shifting his hips a bit. "C'mon, c'mon... Ah, yes- there!"

A sobbing moan slipped from Draco's voice, thighs trembling as his fingers curled around the remote that clearly controlled a vibrator inside of him. Harry guessed the angle pressed it against his prostate, resulting in the trembling and moaning Draco.

Draco's hand was flying over his cock now, rocking up and down the length, twisting his wrist near the tip and occasionally pressing his thumb into the sensitive glans, which would always elicit a shuddering moan.

"Ah- Harry, yes-"

Harry froze. Did Draco just-

"Harry, Harry, Harry-!"

Draco came just moments later, the buzzing stopping completely as he cried out loudly, spurts of come soaking his fist before he collapsed down onto his side, breathing heavily. His face was angelic- Saliva was creating strands between swollen parted lips, his cheeks flushes a rosy pink and eyes half-lidded and dark with pleasure.

"Reminder: Therapy with Ha-"

Draco groaned, grabbing his wand and waving it. "I know, shut the fu-"

Harry cut out the connection.

Harry was typically pretty good with puzzles, but this one... He wasn't sure if it was too easy or if he was getting it all wrong.

Taking out a piece of paper, he started sketching notes.