Stomping through the hall, frustration and anger radiating from every pore, Harry barely registered the snickers and glances aimed at him as he passed along they slytherin hallways. He was thankful! thankful that it was late and his detention with filch was over and thankful he didn't have to see the 'detention causing' Malfoy.

Hurrying pass the potions classroom; he flushed a deep red, before rounding the corner, directly colliding with someone coming in the opposite direction. Catching the wall he steadied himself, and, with an apology on his lips he glanced up. Leaning against the wall he smirked at an all to familiar blonde slytherin sprawled across the stone floor. Snickering at the undignified position and the shocked expression dawning across the angular face, he continued to watch amused, as Draco stood and brushed his robes.

"Can't you watch where you're going?"

Wincing at the biting tone, Draco looked at Harry under lowered lashes, biting his lip he attempted to look somewhat apologetic.

"Don't you even try it" Harry growled, stepping into Draco's personal space "You aren't sorry about getting me detention, you" he muttered punctuating each word with a poke to the blonde's chest "are thankful you didn't get detention"

Smirking Draco leant into Harry raising his chin until his lips hovered close to Harry's,

"You chose not to drop me in it" He murmured, snaking his tongue out he traced the pouting lower lip, "now why was that again I wonder?"

Sliding his fingers into the blonde hair, Harry twisted his grip, forcing the blonde to meet his gaze. "Gee could it be I didn't want filch to see you naked and streaked with your own come?"

Draco's gaze flickered and darkened

"Do you have any idea" he murmured, stretching until his lips could brush teasingly against Harry's "how hot it is to hear you say stuff like that"

Twisting the handful of blonde hair Harry pulled until Draco curved backwards attempting to release the pressure.

"I just spent three hours on my own, cleaning floors - by hand - a punishment set jointly by Filch and Snape, and you want me to get you off!"

Smirking Draco wriggled slightly "No" he pouted, "I want to fuck you"

Growling, Harry dropped his head bringing his lips over Dracos'.

"You do realise you owe me right" As the words were whispered over his lips, Draco whimpered in frustration.

"Stop talking and kiss me" Laughing at the blondes impatience, he tilted the head further back and lapped a trail down the pale throat.

"No, you see I've decided I want you to pay up now" Biting at the junction between throat and shoulders, Harry moved his lips to Dracos' ear. "Talk to me" he murmured "talk to me in that beautiful aristocratic voice saying what you want to do to me," pausing he smirked "I want you to get me off, here and now" drawing the lobe into his mouth he nibbled waiting for the blondes reaction.

• Change of perspective (Kind of) -----

As the smooth voice flowed over him Draco couldn't help but become achingly hard then at the request it was all he could do to not pin that delicious body against the wall and take him. Forcing himself to calm down, he raised his hands to slip them into the unruly brown hair and tugged the nibbling mouth to his.

As lips brushed gently together, Draco started to explore Harry's lips; with gentle licks he traced along the full bottom lip before running his tongue slowly over the top one. Panting slightly Harry's lips parted allowing Draco's tongue to teasingly slide inside. Keeping the kiss slow, Draco manoeuvred Harry until he was resting against the wall. Pressing their bodies together mutual groans of delight were duly swallowed as hard body pressed against hard body. Feeling arms slide around his waist Draco pressed harder against Harry, delighting in the little mewl of pleasure that was made. Releasing his grip on the hair he stroked a finger down the soft face whilst using the other hand to steady himself against the wall.

Breaking the kiss, Draco pressed his forehead to Harry's and listened to the harsh breathing, enjoying the warm puffs of breath fanning his cheeks.

"This is how you got detention last time" he murmured, watching as the emerald eyes began to focus once more.

"Other than the fact we were in the class room and you were naked, I can see all the similarities" snorting at the sarcasm, he nipped the nose for good measure.

"Yeah we were in a classroom, which" he snickered "is a hell of a lot more private than a god damn corridor, we could both get caught, you don't have you invisibility cloak to hide us" Watching as eyes flashed almost hungrily at the idea, he laughed "Who'd have thought that the famous Harry Potter would develop the kink of exhibitionism"

Flushing bright red, Harry dropped Dracos' gaze "It must be your influence," he muttered.

Laughing softly, he waited until Harry was once more looking at him. "My influence huh, then how comes it was you who dragged me into the potions classroom demanding to be fucked" Groaning emerald eyes shuttered, "and" he murmured "it wasn't on any old desk now, was it?" Whimpering Harry's lips started to tremble drawing Draco's gaze to them. Tilting his head he allowed his teeth to capture the alluring bottom lip, nibbling slightly before pulling back. Allowing distance between them, he smirked

"So" he whispered against the lips "why did you want me to fuck you on the potion masters desk" pausing he watched Harry struggle to reply before giving up, opting to arch against Draco, effectively pressing the evidence of his arousal against the hard thigh laying comfortably between his legs.

"Want me to guess," he asked "well lets see, you wanted me to bend you over Professors Snape desk" hearing the slight gasp at the professors name, he smirked "ahh you like the idea of doing it in Snapes classroom huh" watching every reaction intently he carried on "tell what excites you more; knowing that when you came from me pounding into you that it would splatter all over his desk or that at any moment he could walk in and catch us"

Tipping his head back Harry groaned "God yes"

"That would be hot," Draco agreed as his lips traced a path down the exposed throat, continuing to talk his breath now ghosting over the tanned skin. "Knowing that he's watching us as you writhe and arch on his desk, pleasure so good because me, a Malfoy, is slamming my cock in your oh so willing arse." Feeling Harry buck against him, he bit down hard into the throat, drawing a deep groan from the writhing body "Do you think he'd enjoy it, watching my cock disappear into you all the while you begging for me to move harder, faster to let you come." he paused to gently lap at the mark. "Or would he want to watch me on my hands and knees, your hand twisted in my hair keeping me still as you fuck me, making me scream in ecstasy as you pound into me so hard that it hurts, pain and pleasure mixed to the point that I come screaming your name" Shuddering in delight as the words washed over him, Harry allowed his eyes to flicker open. "Would you like that, to come in me whilst he watched" Feeling Harry tense slightly Dracos' fingers slipped between them seeking the trouser fastenings.

Raising his head his lips crushed Harry's demanding they opened to his tongue. Groaning as Harry surrendered into the kiss, melting delightfully into the embrace, he continued to unsnap the trouser fastenings, Dracos hand slipped inside drawing out Harry's erection. "Do you want him to just watch or join us?" He queried against the bruised lips, "me, I'd want him to do both, but first he'd have to direct us" Sliding his hand along the smooth length Draco swiped his thumb over the leaking pre-come using it to ease the movements of his hand. "The idea of that smooth sarcastic voice telling me exactly how to please you is so hot. I could imaging him telling me to get on my knees" saying so he slowly sunk to the ground. Tilting his head he watched as Harry dragged his gaze downwards "directing me to lean forward and lick you cock" snaking his tongue out he slowly traced the erection. Moaning in pleasure Harry dropped his head back against the stonewall. "Telling me when to lick, when to bite and when to suck" Sighing as every word was followed by action, Harry arched into the warm heat, moans of pleasure constantly tripping from his lips.

Draco, slipped his own hand into his trousers drawing out his cock, running his hand along his length he began to match every stroke to what his other hand was doing.

"Would you like him to tell you how to please me? to instruct you in how to fuck my mouth and arse, to hear his smooth voice demand that we do exactly as he says" Speeding his hand up his tongue constantly flicking out to lap at the leaking fluid, Draco continued. "Would you like him to tell us when to come, knowing that we can't until he lets us."

Sliding his mouth down over the cock, he swallowed before drawing back until the head just remained in his mouth. Looking up, he froze as a hand slid around Harrys neck and another wrapped around his.

"Don't let me stop you, in fact come now" The voice was smooth, with a sarcastic twist though the words, they were an order which pushed both over the edge.

Trembling as their pleasure ripped through them, Harry couldn't help but arch up, pressing his cock further into that beautiful mouth flooding it with his come. Draco frozen in shock attempted to swallow, though as his orgasm tripped through his system, he coated Harry's shoes and the stone floor with his seed whilst Harry's seeped down his chin.

As the adrenalin rushed through them, Harry sagged against the wall, appreciating the support, whilst Draco kept his head bowed. Feeling the grip tighten around his throat he was drawn up and pressed against the wall next to Harry. The grip was removed and a finger brought to his lips, collecting the come that stained his skin, watching that long finger as it was raised to its owner's lips, both stood shocked as a tongue snaked out lapping at the liquid.

Finally finding his voice, Draco stuttered "Professor Snape?"