Drarry smut

Lunch and a workout

I don't know if  there was a specific top/bottom to this one but Top harry
Idea by: y0ur_0ffic4l_3gg0 (I'm sorry if you didn't want me to mention you but I wanted to give credit)
Draco's POV:

Harry had skipped his second meal in a row today, and I was getting worried. He was pale and skinny in class but he still had his muscle so my main concern was that this was because of the upcoming war. I had made my side obvious when I went to Dumbledore and told him everything, he of course sent me to harry, who sent me to the order. More or less I was safe but he wasn't and I... I was in love with him. We were friends in secret since my position had been made clear but I have been terrified since I realized my feelings for him. The worst part is that we joke about but hating each other and loving each other, and I have never been so despaired... is this what love does? I thought to myself in the dinning hall before deciding to walk the halls to find harry who I found in the room of requirements with a punching back shirtless with his hands wrapped and tight jeans on that showed every curve of him, his abs were all sweaty and he looked fucking hot.

"Gonna stop checking me out and join or do you have a question sweetheart?" Harry asked sarcastically which I also thought to be hot. A bit of me rubbed off on him when it came to sarcasm and I loved it when he called me sweetheart, something about it made it feel like he wanted me back. "Oh, uh I brought you lunch" I said pulling out a pb&j in a plastic baggy with some apple slices. Harry looked at the food and laughed a bit walking over. "I'm not five" he told me. I shrugged simply and handed him the food which he ate quickly. "Thanks sweetheart but I really should get back to working." Harry said with a smile going back to his punching bag. Desperate for connection or any real quality time with him I asked him to teach me what he was doing, he smiled at me and signaled me to come over to him. I stood where he told me to and listened to what he said."hit it, we'll see what we need to do after that," he explained, when I hit the bag he nodded approvingly and I felt overjoyed that he was somewhat proud of me. He stood behind me and grabbed my hands folding them himself and covering them in his own fists. "Now try" he whispered, his head over my shoulder. My mind was clouded with dirty thoughts but I punched the bag again and hid my blush. To my surprise I hit about 4 times harder. "Did you do that?" I asked shocked. "No, you did" harry said backing away much to my disappointment. "Position changes everything" harry said. My mind agreed in a unholy way while I nodded. He moved back to me and moved my elbows this time and when I got it again it didn't feel the ache in my wrist. Then when I did it again the same way he moved to my legs pushing my non dominant one back and the stronger one forward so I was comfortable putting my weight on my stronger foot. "Now when you punch, step" harry told me. I tried to do as he said but tripped over my foot and nearly fell before harry caught me.

He laughed at me a bit but I was too embarrassed and finally let myself blush. He watched me and pulled my chin up slightly, "nice try sweetheart" he said in his deep voice that was almost lustful. I couldn't hold back a quiet whimper that I wasn't sure if he heard or not. "Come with me" he whispered pulling me up slowly and I followed him into the prefects bathroom. "Let's... clean up" he said looking me up and down. Immediately I felt like he was undressing me and his gaze looked like he wanted to fuck me hard. In my mind all I thought of was questions of reality, was he really going to? But he did, Harry lent down and held my cheek while kissing me desperately. "Can I take you Draco? Can I make you cry out while I-" I didn't let him finish, I didn't want him to finish the faster we were together the better. "Yes" I said in a instant. He watched my eyes closely, studying them as if he could read every emotion and thought I had through them. He sat on the bench right behind him and, being close enough he lifted me to sit on his lap. "Position changes everything" I mumbled while our eyes fluttered shut and he kissed me passionately. He decided that this wasn't how he wanted me and pulled me up to the sink set besides the bench holding me by my thighs while I sat on the edge still fully clothed.  "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this... how much I really love you" harry whispered against my collar bone longingly. He was giving me hickeys all over and began lifting my shirt over my head. While he was undoing my shirt and his pants I began doing the same to myself until we were both butt naked and he used a charm to prep me. I was moved to face the mirror and stand while he lined himself up at my entrance. "Watch me sweetheart, watch me fuck you" he whispered behind me. I did as told and played nice looking In the mirror, watching as our bodies collided. Gasping, panting, and moaning I came within the first ten minutes and harry with in 15. "I needed a new workout" he joked catching his breath and I already missed his sweet nothings in my ear during climax. "Did you bite me?" I asked feeling a dull pain on my shoulder blade. Harry looked to see the red mark and nodded. "My bad, does it hurt?" He asked sympathetically. "No, I was just wondering" I said calmly. Soon after we became a couple and we had days like this near every day. Breakfast, affection. classes, notes. Lunch, I brought him food while he worked out (sometimes I'd join). After working out, sex. Classes, studying. After school hours, sex, cuddles, movie, date or watch a movie, whatever we could do. Weekends, all day sex that drove me insane with pleaser. Harry was a sexual person and I loved him so sometimes very rarely we would skip for sex but besides that everyday was the same perfect day on repeat.