Harry's POV
I woke up cuddling into Draco, last night was well, let's say my arse hurts now.... I snuggled further into his chest, My mind still fuzzy from all the alcohol. I roll over to find my glasses, only knocking over a Champaign glass. I hear Draco walk up, I turn over blushing.
"Potter!" He gasps, sitting up. I roll over and quickly manage to climb on his hips. He gasps, "what in merlins name are you doing?" I took this as the perfect opportunity.
"I'm not doing anything, you're doing me!" I said with a giggle.
He smirked. I was in trouble, to say the least. He flips us over so his now erect dick is at my entrance.
"You've been a /very/ naughty boy" he said, pushing his tip in, already feeling full. He violently thrust in the rest of the way. Hitting my prostate. I moaned in pleasure, his repeated thrusts, making me curse and moan. Without warning he shot his load into me, and then pulled out. I whimpered, my climax fading away, until my cock is eloped in his wet mouth. I buck my hips, screaming his name, he then pins me down and starts deep throating me.
That's all I could take, my eyes rolling back, I came in his mouth, he swallowed all my cum and came up for a kiss.
He flipped over and lay next to me, "So we aren't going to hogsmede?" He asks with a smirk.
