Cheers, Potter.

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As promised, another Lenny Face chapter... and this one is a little bit kinky ;)  If you don't want to read the smut, you can skip to the next chapter, you won't miss anything. Otherwise, enjoy!

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

Harry's POV

I pulled him into my room, almost tripping on my own feet as I did but just managed to keep steady, thanks to the irritatingly graceful man I was with. Somehow Draco managed to keep his composure and grace even when we were putty in each others hands. I shut the door behind him and, without drawing my eyes away from his, cast a silencing spell over the room, along with a spell to dim the lights. I shoved him back against the door, my hands so tight against the skin of his waist, I was sure there'd be bruises.

I was hungry for more of his smell and his touch, and when his hands travelled up inside my t-shirt, grazing my skin with his nails I was sent into frenzy. I was so distracted by my own lusty thoughts that Draco used that to his advantage, pushing me backwards onto the chest of drawers against the closest wall – it would have hurt if I wasn't enjoying it so much. He hooked his hands under my thighs and I jumped a little as he sat me on there, allowing him the advantage of an angle. He let his hands roam up and down my body, leaving goosebumps behind, and wasted no time in hiking my t-shirt over my head in one thoughtlessly easy move.

He traced the lines of my muscles with his tongue, dragging his teeth across my skin and paused to leave tiny purple marks on my torso - each one drawing closer to my waistband. His breath was hot against my skin but his tongue was hotter, pulling sounds from my throat that made me glad of the silencing charm. I suddenly realised I was touching him through too many clothes and decided to fix that by unbuttoning his shirt with shaking hands. I slipped it off his shoulders and immediately raked my hands over every inch of his exposed body, relishing in his smooth, confident movements and struggling to keep my breath.

I skimmed my hands from his sharp hips, up his waist and over his perfectly toned chest, round his long slender neck and into his soft, unkempt hair. I balled my fists and he groaned in pleasure and encouragement, a sound that I had become slightly addicted to.

He responded by lifting his head and moving his oral assault back onto my neglected lips and wasn't gentle about it. His hand was firm and unshakable when he pulled my lips to his. His mouth was hard, immovable and inescapable when he kissed me. I bit his lip the first chance I had, showing him just what I was in the mood for. I felt him smile and simultaneously move his hands into my hair, balling his fists and pulling on a handful. I groaned in response and wrapped my legs around his hips even tighter hoping to draw him closer, but we were still far too clothed. Draco seemed to read my mind and ground his hips into my groin so that a wave of pleasure rippled under my flesh. I could barely breathe and I was willing to give that up for more of this.

Draco lifted me up with a huff he sighed on my lips and breifly I awed at how strong he was. Our growing arousals pressing against one another, fuelling us to go further, faster and rougher encouraged me to bring my hands up to his neck so I could kiss him harder. He carried me over to my bed and threw me down, no pretence of gentleness about him and I loved it.

He stood above me, a look of pure unbridled lust in his eyes as he took off his belt. There was something so intimate yet so filthy about the movement and he didn't look away from me as he wound the belt around in an intricate looking pattern. When he came over to me, he pushed me onto my back with his empty hand, and crawled on top of me, straddling my torso and neglecting the area that I really wanted him to sit on. He reached for my hands and wound them into the belt-contraption wordlessly, a slight smile threathening to break out on his now puffy, red lips. Suddenly my hands were bound above my head and attached to the headboard. I hummed in approval as he climbed off of me, this time very deliberately grinding our dicks together as he stood.