Chapter 1
"If I win this round, I get all the money back that I lost today," said Theodore, grinning.
"And if you lose?"
"If I lose? Uhm," Theodore scrunched up his brows, fully confident that he would win. "If I lose, Potter, you can fuck my boyfriend tonight."
"Deal."
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Draco knew that his boyfriend had problems with gambling. After all, Theodore and his friends were playing poker together at least twice a month, and he always lost more money than he won. Draco tried talking about it with him several times, but Theodore just disregarded him with „I’ve got it under control. It’s alright, baby. Today will be my lucky day, you’ll see!“ and that’s where the conversation usually ended. Never would have Draco thought that Theodore would bet something more than just the banknotes he was always taking with him.
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It was yet another night when the boys got together and played a few rounds. Draco was waiting for his boyfriend at home, all clean and dolled up in a pretty Slytherin-coloured nightgown in case Theo came back in a bad mood and needed some cheering up. The keys rattled in the lock, so Draco stood up from the couch with his glass of red wine to welcome his boyfriend home. But instead of Theo someone else walked in.
„Harry? What are you doing here?“
The tall brunette walked in, closing the doors behind him, signaling that he came alone.
„Where is Theo?“
Harry, still quiet, scanned the blonde from head to toe. Draco realized what he was wearing and tried to unsuccessfully cover himself with his left hand, his right still holding the wine glass. Harry tore his eyes off him, took off his shoes, and locked the door with a wave of his hand. He started off to the living room. When he was passing around Draco, he grabbed his wrist, which was uselessly stuck to his chest, and dragged him behind him until they were standing in front of the couch.
„I think you might want to sit down,“ said finally Harry.
„What is going on? You’re scaring me. Did something happen to Theo? And why do you have his keys?“
„He, uhm, he’ll be staying with Blaise today. Did he not call you?“
„No. At least I don’t think so. Let me check my phone,“ said Draco, stretching to grab his phone from the coffee table. „No, no missed calls. Wait-, I do have a message from him.“
Harry watched Draco, as he slowly read the message over and over again. „What is this supposed to mean? Is this a joke? He’s just kidding, right? We are not actually going to sleep together, are we?“ said Draco, his head shooting up from the phone, bulging eyes piercing the man sitting next to him.
„A bet is a bet. And he lost.“
„But I- I wasn’t even there." Draco stood up. "He doesn’t own me. He cannot bet me like some stupid flask of alcohol or a ten-dollar bill. Who does he think he is?“
Draco was rambling at this point, pacing in the living room, still trying to wrap his mind around what was happening. Then he suddenly stopped. „So, that means… That you- you came here to-“
„Fuck you. Yes,“ said Harry, finally standing up from the couch as well, making his way over to Draco.
„No, you cannot- WE cannot do that. I have a boyfriend. No. I don’t want to. We‘re not doing this.“
„I think we are,“ replied the brunette, caressing Draco’s cheek with his calloused hand. „I wouldn‘t have come here if I wasn’t sure you wanted this as well. I know you have had a crush on me since Hogwarts. I mean, I sure as hell had a crush on you. A big one at that. So I know how you look at me every time we meet. Because I look at you the same way.“
„Tha- that’s not important. I have Theodore now. I cannot sleep with you, Harry.“
„Actually, you can. And I happen to have a very unusual blessing from your boyfriend, so…,“ chuckled Harry.
„That’s not funny,“ said Draco, crossing his arms over his chest, and making an angry face.
„You look beautiful tonight, you know that? Couldn’t take my eyes off you since I walked through that door.“
„I do?“
„Of course. You’re always beautiful. I cannot believe you‘re actually standing here in front of me,“ said Harry with a little smile on his lips. „Can I kiss you?“
Draco looked taken aback. Heat rushing to his face and colouring his cheeks a pretty shade of pink. It took him a moment to answer, but in the end, he agreed. „Yes. Yes, you can.“
Harry didn’t waste a second, cupping Draco’s face in his palms and kissing his soft lips. He kissed him slowly at first, savouring the moment. When he pulled away, he was grinning from ear to ear. „I waited years for this,“ said Harry, pushing a stray piece of hair behind Draco’s ear. Draco giggled at that, gazing up into Harry’s eyes.
Harry pecked his lips one more time. „But now I really want to fuck you,“ he said, picking Draco up in his arms. Draco screeched, hooking his arms around Harry’s neck. „Don’t you dare drop me, Potter!“
„Never.“