The spell ➤ drarry |COMPLETED|

Make out

"'CAUSE ITS NINE IN THE AFTERNOON,"

"AND YOUR EYES ARE THE SIZE OF THE MOON,"

Draco and harry were singing loudly in their dorm as they cleaned. Draco danced around with Harry, laughing as Harry twirled him and did a ballroom dance with him.

"I didn't know you could dance!" Draco half laughed half said loudly.

"I can't! I'm just winging it!" Harry yelled over the music, smiling brightly. Draco laughed even more and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Harry smiled at him and connected their lips, making Draco sigh happily. Harry put his arms around Draco's neck and swayed back and forth along to the music with him.

"I love you," Harry told him.

"I love you too," Draco replied, tightening his grip on Harry.

Harry kissed his cheek and trailed down to his neck, having Draco close his eyes and breath out. Harry kissed his neck softly and moved his arms from Draco's neck to his waist.

"Harry..." Draco murmured.

Harry looked up at him. "You okay?" He whispered.

Draco nodded. "Continue."

Harry placed his head back in Draco's neck and continued kissing at it. He sucked on a place by his ear, making Draco moan loudly. Draco's cheeks burned red and he slapped a hand over his mouth.

Harry chuckled and kissed his forehead. "Come on," he said softly, taking Draco's hand away and placing it around his waist. "It's okay,"

Draco gulped and nodded. Harry went back to kissing him passionately. Draco moaned quietly when Harry put his tongue in his mouth, then swirled it around.

"Harry," Draco whined, pressing his hips against Harry's. He needed to relieve the pain that he had never experienced before.

Harry kissed him more passionately and lined their hips up, then slowly pushed their bulges together. Draco mewled louder and put his arms around Harry's neck.

Harry pushed Draco against the wall gently, then ran his hands over his body. Draco's breath hitched at the soft fingers gently grazing his shirt and realized something.

Harry wasn't going to hurt him intentionally. Harry's his future, and his father was his past. He didn't have to worry about him anymore. He only had to worry about Harry.

Harry brought his hands up to Draco's shirt and halted all of his movements. "Draco, are you okay?" He asked in a whisper.

Draco nodded and smiled. "I'm fine," he whispered back.

Harry grinned at him and pecked his lips softly. He had the music turn off and then he went back to touching Draco. Draco hooked one of his legs around Harry's waist, giving Harry more room to rut against him.

Draco was giving soft moans as Harry gently rocked their hips together, thinking about how much pleasure was going through his body instead of pain. He wished that he could feel as good as he did right now forever-unless if he could feel better. Then he-

"Say the word and we stop. Okay?" Harry asked. "Or would you prefer a safe word?"

"What's a safe word?" Draco asked.

"Well, sometimes when people have sex, they playfully say 'no' as a turn on or some weird shit like that," Harry told him.

Before Harry could say anything else Draco cut him off. "But doesn't no mean no?"

Harry nodded. "Well, for me it does. But sometimes it doesn't mean no for other people." Draco thought back to his father and when he told him no.

"So," Harry continued. "Couples like that usually have a safe word. It's something that they wouldn't shout out during sex. Like pineapple or something." Harry move his hands to Draco's sides.

"So, when one of them wants to stop, they say that instead of no, and then the other partner knows they have to stop." Harry finished. "Would you like to use one of those?"

Draco nodded. "Can it be Quill?"

"Short and easy to remember. I like it." Harry pressed a kiss to Draco's lips. "You say that if you need to, okay?"

Draco nodded. "Okay. Continue."

Harry smirked and leaned down to continue their make out session.
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