Fan Fiction ❯ Deals To Your Advantage ❯ Deals To Your Advantage ( Chapter 1 )

After a long intense Qudditich match between Gryffindor and Slytherin a blond boy made his way into the Slytherin locker room. It was deserted. All the Slytherins were dreadful, considering they lost against Gryffindor. Draco Malfoy didn't care. He stripped down and wrapped a towel around his waist. He stepped into the nearest shower and turned it on. Streams of water trickled down his back. He rested his head on the cool tile, the water drizzle down his body. Well it isn't that surprising Potter caught the snitch this time. Draco thought to himself. With his so incredible agilities and talents. I can't stand the way Potter holds his broomstick so tightly, that he thinks it could fly away from his grip. Or the way he would glaze deep in to your eyes trying to figure you out. Slowly those piercing emerald eyes would stare upon you looking up and down your body, and with a lick of his lips in seduction, it would throw you off, and with that he'd take the advantage and screw you over. He catches the golden ball and wins it for Gryffindor. Draco grinned. Potter does have excellent Qudditich talents though, those strong arms, tight handgrip and skillful flying. The water was lukewarm and steamy; it flowed through his blond hair, down his arms, stomach and back, wetting every inch of bare milky skin. He touched apart of his neck where a little red mark was visible. Draco was relaxed he closed his eyes. He was lying on his back on a four-poster bed with both side curtains drawn. No shirt, trousers unzipped on the bridge of his pelvis. He had both of his wrists bandaged to the bedposts. There standing at the foot of the bed was a familiar figure. Jet-black hair, fairly tanned skin, rather thin, and a vivid scar. Harry Potter was glazing down at the Slytherin prince.

 

“You knew the deal that we had, Malfoy” Harry climbed on top of the bed and closed the end curtain be hide him. Potter reached out a hand and starting groping Draco's thigh. Draco let out a soft moan.

 

“Yes of course. I wouldn't give in, into a deal.” Draco chewed on his lip, eyes tightly closed. “Whoever loses last nights Qudditich game would have to do…”

“… Anything the winner desires. I don't know what to do with you tied to the bedpost like that. You can't really do much can you?” Harry laughed.

 

“Well I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place if someone didn't try to seduce me while we were both going after the snitch. You grabbed my thigh! You know how close I was! I was this much!” Draco placed his index finger and thumb almost touching still bind to the post. You'd be in this position if I caught the snitch. Plus I think I got a bruise right under my stomach because of my broomstick” Draco tried to tilt his head down to see the mark. Harry removed his hand from Draco's thigh and shifted upwards towards Draco's stomach.

 

“Yeah I guess that was kind of a cheap shot. Does it hurt here?” Harry gently touched Draco on his stomach.

 

“No”

 

Harry moved his finger down Draco's stomach. He felt Malfoy buck his hips. Harry stopped at a spot right above the rim his trousers. “Here?”

 

“Mhmm… Yeah” Draco looked down with a pout on his face.

 

Harry looked at the bruise. “ You git! There's nothing there. It's only a scratch. I'm sure you'll survive.”

 

“Well if YOU had this bruise you'd know how it feels.” Draco plopped his head back into the pillow and tilted his head to the side. Suddenly he felt a rather gentle wet touch on his bruise. Draco lifted his head; Harry was leaving kisses on his stomach. Jolts ran through his body.

“What are you doing?” Draco asked between little whimpers.

 

“Does it matter, I decided to make you my slave. Any objections will be used against you” Harry smirked.

 

“Wow! Cocky aren't we?”

 

“Well I DID learn it from you” Harry answered back.

 

“Malfoy's do have a way in manipulating others”

 

Harry shifted upwards towards Draco. He climbed on top of the boy tied to the bed. Harry moved face to face with him. Harry whispered in the Slytherin's ear. A grin appeared on Draco's face.

 

“I would never back down, would I?” Draco answered

 

Harry tilted his head down. He licked Draco's lip and felt Malfoy's jaw drop. Harry's tongue entered and ran it along Draco's tongue. He felt Draco's breath quicken. Harry broke away and licked his way down to Draco's collarbone. Harry bit at the sensitive skin. A deep red mark began to show. Tiny groans left Draco's throat. Harry felt Draco's erection on his stomach. He began to move south. Harry licked down towards Draco's small nipples. He sucked on them gently. Letting his hands wander Draco's fairly skinny body.

 

“OH god…” Draco muttered. Draco was swaying his head in to the pillow. He felt Harry move down and was directly on top of his erection. Draco arched his back. There wasn't much Draco could do still tied to the bed. Draco felt hands on his inner thighs. He squired. Hands began to pull down his trousers. Draco opened his eyes. The hot water was spewing out of the nozzle. Steam filled the locker room. God, it would have been easier if… I can't believe he tied me up that git! Draco shouted.

 

“Who's a git?” A voice echoed be hide him.

 

Kisses were planted on Draco's neck. Draco quickly turned around. Harry Potter was standing there with damp clothes. Harry moved towards the naked boy and pulled him close. There lips were locked. It was deep and passionate. Harry lowered his hands and grabbed Draco's cock. Draco moaned.

 

“ I never forgot our bet.” Draco spoke between kisses. He touched his neck.

 

“After that night I tied you up, we betted on the next game and who …”

 

“…Ever lost after the game would have to meet in they're locker room in the shower…”

 

“…Naked.” Draco finished. He suckled on Harry's sensitive collarbone.

 

Harry moved his palm back and forth Draco's erection. He's other hand massaging Draco's balls. Slowly he began shifting his hand up and down Draco's cock. Harry glanced at Draco. The blond Slytherin was beginning to get tensed. Harry gradually picked up the pace. Pumping faster and faster. Harry stopped; Draco cum was all over the shower stall and on his hand. Harry kissed Malfoy on the lips. Draco's knees gave way and slowly he slid down to the shower floor. Harry licked his fingers. A bittersweet taste remained on his lips. The water poured down on the both of them. Harry felt his own cock rising. It throbbed for attention. Harry suddenly felt hands run along his cock through the damped trousers.

 

“God”

 

“I want you to Fuck me” Draco started to remove Harry's trousers.

 

Harry stepped over his trousers and threw it to a corner of the locker room. Draco was already in position. Both hands and knees bent, his back arched up. Harry stood be hide him. He rubbed a finger in the entrance. He felt Draco wither beneath him. The water was perfect lubrication. Harry thought. His finger entered Draco. Draco was extremely tight. Harry couldn't take much more of this.

 

“ Are u ready?”

 

“GOD yes.”

 

Harry entered Draco. A groan left both of their mouths. Harry slowly thrusted his cock in to Draco, steadily getting faster. He moved in and out. Harry needed to release the tension that was building up. Draco bucked his hips Harry's cock went all the way in. Harry started panting. They both found a rhythm. Harry straddled his hips back and forth in to Draco. Draco moved his hips into Harry's cock. Draco palmed his own erection. Harry was at the verge of cuming. He pulled himself out. His cum spewed all over Draco's back. A groan came over him. Draco was out of breath. Cum ejected out of his cock. Harry fell on top of Draco and kissed him on the shoulder.

 

“Oh my god. I'm so tired.” Draco yawned.

 

“Must be this warm water.” Harry got up. Draco stood up as well.

 

Harry grabbed a towel that was hanging and wrapped it around Draco's waist. Draco walked towards his locker and got dressed in a corner.

 

“Uhmm…”

 

“Yes what is it?” Draco slid on his trouser and shirt without looking at Potter.

 

“Er… Well. My clothes are wet … and I was wondering if you had extra clothes.” Harry blushed.

 

Draco looked around. “ mhm Sorry Potter No can do. I haven't got any extra clothes.” Draco looked at Harry. He was pouting. “mhm Maybe I can interest you in a deal?” A grin crossed Harry's face.

 

THE END.