Entry tags:

hp/dm, hpfol

FIC: Harry Potter and the Facts of Life ch 6
Title: Harry Potter and the Facts of Life
Author: roedhunt
Pairing(s): HP/DM
Rating: NC-17
Summary: A humorous take on Harry Potter learning about his body through the years. Things start really heating up when Draco Malfoy enters in as the wicked teacher.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, blah blah blah.




Chapter Six

After his breathing returned to normal Draco reclined back in his chair.

“Are you going to sit down now?”

“ONLY if you promise not to laugh at me again.”

“Fair enough, I really don’t want to choke again anyway,” He observed.

“And I don’t want to call you by your first name again.”

Draco smiled. “So, anything else I lied about?” He teased.

Harry sat down and scowled, not sure if he should continue.

“Come on, Potter. I said I wouldn't laugh.”

“Fine. I was told that when you shag a girl, she clamps down on you so tight she won’t let you go.”

Draco put his hand to his mouth so he wouldn't bust out laughing again.

“I KNEW IT!”

“I’m not laughing! I’m not laughing! Honest! It’s just…” Harry was furious. “Okay, listen for a minute Potter. In a way that’s true. A girl does clamp down on you. But it’s not what you think. She’s having an orgasm. When she’s satisfied, she lets go.”

Harry looked at Draco suspiciously. “I swear that’s the truth.”

“And about sucking it off?”

“Sucking it off is just an expression, Potter. She doesn’t really do it. If that were true, mine would have been gone along time ago,” he said wryly.

“Maybe it is gone.”

Draco sniggered. “Want to see for yourself?”

“NO I DON’T WANT TO BLOODY SEE!”

Draco shrugged. “Ah well. Your loss.”

“Draco you’re so… so... UGH!”

“Thank you.”

“Wait a minute! Why are you acting this way to me? What do you really want?”

Draco paused a minute to see how he was going to word this.

‘Might as well come out with it’

“As I told you before, I wanted something different.” Harry shot his mouth open. “Potter, do you know you look like a fish gasping for air when you do that?”

Harry tightened his jaws. “So, how does this pertain to me? Or should I ask?”

“I think you already know the answer.”

“WHAT ARE GOING TO DO TO ME?”

Draco sighed. “I swear I’m not going to hurt you, Potter. Look, remember what you told me about how you felt when you were close to me?” Harry nodded slowly raising an eyebrow. “Well… I felt the same way.”

Harry scoffed. “Don’t you feel that when you're with girls?”

Draco shook his head. “No I don’t. You see, I only want one thing from them. And…”

“The same thing you want from me I suppose!”

Draco exhaled loudly. “Would you let me finish?” he glared at Potter and Harry grimaced. “So, because I only want one thing, I focus on that and not the…. close contact.”

“WHAT? You're not getting that from me!”

“Quiet down and let me explain…. I want to…well….”

Harry couldn’t believe it. Draco Malfoy was blushing. Who’d have thought it was possible?

“I’m not saying I want to shag you Potter, I just want to try something… and I swear I won’t hurt you.”

Harry looked bemused as he tried to make sense out of all of this.

‘So is Draco a poof? No that would mean he’s bisexual. What would that make me?’

Draco smiled guessing what Harry was thinking.

“Look, Potter. Just because you have one drink doesn’t make you an alcoholic.”

Harry still wasn't convinced. “So, what do I have to do?”

“Nothing. Not a thing.” Harry eyed him again. “Potter, if you let me do this, I promise you the deal…the blackmail is off. Completely.”

“You better not be lying, Malfoy.”

“I’m not. All right look. After this is over, if you still think I’m lying, I’ll give you permission to tell everyone a secret that I never told anyone. Agreed?”

“So, what is it?”

“Not until you agree.”

Harry sighed. “Let me think about it a sec.”

“Go ahead. Take your time.”

Harry stared at a wall.

‘I can’t take this game anymore. I want this over with. And he better not touch me!’

Harry turned his gaze back to Draco. “You better not touch me!”

“Potter, that’s the whole point of this. But you don’t have to touch me.”

Harry held his breath. “Well, what’s your big secret?”

Draco half grinned. “So, does this mean you agree?”

“YOU BETTER BE TELLING THE TRUTH! I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING! AND IT’S OVER AFTER THIS!”

“Of course. But YOU have to swear to me that YOU won’t tell anyone!”

“Unless you lie to me.”

“All right.” Draco paused and closed his eyes. He opened them and hesitated briefly, still uncertain if he wanted to divulge the information. “All right. My father... you better not…!”

“I WON’T! JUST SAY IT!”

“I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” He whispered. “All right, my father…well, is intimate with other women, and, uh… with young boys.”

Draco shot Harry a cold look. Harry looked like he was a deer caught in front of headlights.

“You’re yanking my wil… cock.”

“No Potter, I’m not. AND YOU BETTER NOT TELL ANYONE! I MEAN IT! MY FATHER WILL KILL ME! … LITERALLY!”

Harry knew that Draco was telling the truth. It was obvious that he was afraid of the consequences.

Harry capitulated. “All right. Fine. Agreed. But it won’t mean anything to me, got it?” Draco nodded. Harry exhaled slowly. “When do you want to start this?”

Draco smiled and rose up from his chair.

“NOW?”

~*~*~*~*~‘~

“Potter, I have been contemplating this for 3 days. I know I want to try this, but, I may not even go through with it.”

“So, you’ve never really done this?” Draco shook his head. “With anyone?” Harry eyed him suspiciously. “Hmm. You know, you’ve already told me that you would say anything to a girl to get what you wanted. How do I really know that you're not doing the same to me? I may be naïve about some things, but I’m not stupid.”

“I know that. You’ll just have to trust me.”

“TRUST YOU? You must think I really am that daft.”

“Potter, you’ll find out for yourself. It will be obvious.” Harry groaned slightly. “Besides, you’ve already agreed to this.” He reminded him.

Harry closed his eyes. Deep inside, he knew Draco was just as nervous as he was. “All right then. Hurry up before I change my mind.”

Draco gave a small smile. “Come here.” Harry raised both eyebrows. “Please.”

There was that word again. ‘Please.’ It was almost too much to grasp. Harry was mystified and thought for a brief moment that Draco was under some magic influence, but he had agreed, so he reluctantly got up.

“Where do I…?”

“Over there,” Draco said, pointing to the wall.

“The wall?”

“You’d rather have it be the bed?”

“NO! Uh…I mean no.”

Harry took several deep breaths, pulled his shoulders back and walked over to the wall, his face a mask of calm. Draco put a silencing charm on the room and locked the door. Harry’s mask crumbled and he looked at Draco with fear.

Draco shrugged. “Just in case.”

Harry nodded a few times and faced the wall.

“No Potter. I told you I’m not going to shag you. I want you to face me.”

Harry’s eyes opened wide and he turned around. “Well I don’t know which way to stand! It’s not like I’ve done this before!” He retorted.

Draco lowered his head. “Sorry.”

Harry leaned on the wall and gave a nervous sigh.

“Uh…you can close your eyes if you wish. In fact, it might be easier if you did.”

Harry slowly closed his eyes. He tensed up with anxiety.

“All I want you to do is feel. Don’t speak. Just keep your eyes closed. Don’t open them. And just relax. If it would make it easier on you, think of a girl touching you instead.”

Harry opened his eyes, as if he was saying, ‘Yeah right.’

“Close your eyes.” He repeated.

Harry shut his eyes as Draco approached him. Draco was nervous. So nervous in fact, he hesitated twice. He came within a foot of Harry and paused. He imagined Harry hauling off the wall and hitting him at any moment. As he stood still watching Harry, he could see the other boy was breathing timidly. Draco slowly raised his lingering hands up to the top of Harry’s collar. He carefully unbuttoned the first button. Harry felt the sudden contact and inhaled sharply. Draco paused and observed his face.

‘Relax, Harry. Just relax. It will be over in a few minutes. He won’t go through with this. He’s too chicken.’

Draco continued unbuttoning his shirt and spread it open until his chest was exposed. He looked at it in awe, so well defined, so tan. He never imagined that it would look so captivating. Damn him for concealing this. Draco needed to touch it, to kiss it and to savour it. He raised his hands to Harry’s chest leaving an inch of distance. Harry felt his presence and drew in his chest. Draco traced his hands across, up and down like a ghost. He observed Harry was shivering and it wasn't because he was cold. Draco slowly smiled. He continued moving his hands across Harry’s chest, still not touching it, and brought them up to his neck. Harry inhaled and held his breath.

‘He won’t do this. You know he won’t. ‘

Draco carefully lowered his hands to Harry’s neck fingertips lightly grazing it. Harry flinched. Draco stopped to watch Harry’s expression again. His face gave no indication of resistance so Draco continued. His fingertips lightly stroked his skin from the back of his ears to the front of his neck. Harry trembled but still didn’t resist. He slid them across his collarbone then back to the front. He caught Harry tightening his eyes. Draco brushed his fingertips slowly down Harry's chest, over his abdomen then to Harry’s side. He continued up his side until Harry gave a motion that it tickled. Draco complied, bringing them back to the front and made slow large circles around his nipples. Harry breathed in deeply and arched his back.

Using one finger on each hand, he circled them bringing them closer to the center. Harry tilted his head back and pushed out his chest for harder contact. Draco was elated. He removed both fingers and licked the ends of them with his tongue. When he removed his fingers, Harry’s eyebrows came together and a confused expression appeared on his face. Draco’s smile broadened and he returned his wet fingertips to Harry’s nipples. Harry opened his mouth and a soft moan escaped. Draco circled the tips of them and softly blew on them making them erect. Harry immediately grabbed both of Draco's upper sleeves; he could not believe how stimulating this was. He knew this wrong, yet he didn’t want it to stop. His thoughts changed to ‘make this last longer.’ Returning his hands, Draco used his palms this time. He brought them together in the center of Harry’s chest then slowly glided them up to his collarbone. Draco continued up to Harry’s neck and cupped them just below his ears. He tilted Harry’s head to left slightly and leaned in close, breathing softly upon his skin. Harry gasped and pulled on Draco's sleeves to come forward. Ignoring Harry, Draco brought his lips in and delicately skimmed Harry’s neck with them. Harry quietly moaned as he arched his neck back. Draco was so amazed with Harry’s compliance. Harry was so amazed that it felt wonderful. And both of them wanted more.

~*~*~*~*~

Harry Potter no longer cared that a man or woman was ravishing him. The intoxication that ran through his body overwhelmed all rational thinking. Draco Malfoy was lightly caressing his lips over Harry’s throat and he could no longer take the teasing. He brought his hand to the lower part of Draco's head and pulled him in to his throat. Draco responded with kisses to his earlobe and taunted his skin with the end of his tongue. Harry gasped loudly, drawing Draco even in closer. Holding Harry’s head with one hand, Draco lowered the other down to Harry’s arm guiding it to go behind him. Harry touched Draco's lower back and began stroking it.

Draco's boot wedged in between Harry’s feet nudging them apart. A bolt of surprise by this move caused Harry’s head to break free of Draco's nuzzling. Draco’s steady gaze met Harry’s protesting eyes.

“Shh. Please don’t stop. Let me get closer to you.” Draco whispered.

Harry shuddered at his soothing voice. A soft smile went across Draco's face and slowly he brought his face closer to Harry’s. He carefully removed Harry’s glasses and placed them on small table next to them.

“Just feel my touch. Don’t think of anything else.”

Draco leaned in closer, and lightly touched Harry’s lips with his own. Harry flinched slightly, and then closed his eyes and allowed Draco to continue. Their mouths traced each other’s with a gentle movement. Harry didn’t think anymore. He pushed Draco in to a full kiss causing Draco to move back and gasp. He rejoined the kiss and his leg went in between Harry’s pressing his thigh up against Harry. Harry threw his head back and thrust his hips into Draco. Draco moaned, grabbed Harry’s wrists and placed them on the wall near his head. Deepening the kiss, Draco opened his mouth to search for Harry’s tongue.

It was warm and inviting. So loving and tender. Hips now rubbed against each other causing their erections to meet. One of Harry’s hands broke free and clutched Draco's back pulling him tightly. Draco arched his back and placed his free hand on Harry’s back. Both pushed towards each other grinding their swollen bulges together. Their eyes closed, they both felt the need to release. Harry proceeded harder and faster into Draco pulling him closer still. Harry gripped the back of Draco's shirt and both bodies froze as they erupted inside their trousers. Draco collapsed resting his face into Harry’s neck. Harry tilted his head along side Draco's then embraced him in a hug while stroking his silver blonde hair.

“Oh gods. That was…”

“Incredible.” Harry admitted as a shiver went through his body.

They looked at each other and Harry gave Draco a warm smile.

Harry cradled Draco in his arms and whispered, “You weren’t lying.”

Draco chuckled softly into Harry’s neck.

~*~*~*~*~

Bodies still entwined, Harry spoke quietly.

“Malfoy?”

“Hmm?”

“I would like you to...”

Draco moved his head back so he could look into Harry’s eyes. “To what?”

Harry lowered his head and whispered, “Nothing.”

Draco smiled warmly. “What?”

Harry felt his face flush. “Really. It’s nothing.”

“It’s all right, Potter. I know you're confused.”

“I love girls. I do. But…”

“Potter, you don’t have to…”

Harry interrupted and his eyes rose up to meet Draco's. “I want to…to...”

Harry lowered his head again. Draco raised his chin with his hand. “Tell me.”

“I want more of … I want....”

Draco smiled. “It’s all right, Harry. You don’t have to say it. I know what you want.”

Harry's eyes widened. “You do?”

“Yes. And I promise I won’t hurt you, physically or mentally, unless of course, you want me to.” He softly chuckled.

Harry couldn’t see Draco's face clearly, but he knew he was teasing. He played along.

“Maybe I do.”

Both laughed and embraced each other again.

“Malfoy?”

“Yes?”

“You called me Harry.”

“Well, I had to get your attention somehow.” Both laughed again.

Minutes went by before they separated giving a moan in unison. Harry retrieved his glasses and Draco reached for his wand. He pointed it at Harry’s crotch and Harry’s eyes widened.

Draco shook his head smiling. “I’m going to do a cleaning spell.”

Harry felt foolish and he nodded. He felt himself growing warm and it was replaced with dry underpants. He giggled as a shiver went down his spine. Draco shook his head again.

“I suppose you want me to do that again?”

Harry smiled and nodded.

“Another time…” He paused. “Harry.”

~*~*~*~*~