Merlin's balls
Chapter 1
"Fuck-" Harry gasped, digging his fingernails into Draco's bicep as he felt a drag, a pull, a push. The marble flooring felt cold against Harry's back, the air around them smelling of musk and sweat.
"Malfoy!" Harry whined, moving his hands from Draco's arm to his neck, not realizing the scratches he was causing on the boy's back.
"Merlin- fuck your fingernails are long. Don't you cut them?" Draco snapped in agitation, feeling Harry's nails dig in harder as he slammed his hips in.
"Oh I'm sorry, is your little back hurting from my- f-fuck- my nails- Merlin, Malfoy just- fuck-" Harry trailed off from being angry, getting distracted with how Draco was slamming his cock into Harry's prostate.
"O-ow- fuck- oh, that was good- ah! Do that again-" Harry babbled unknowingly, his mind filled with pleasure and a hint of pain.
"Do you ever stop talking?" The blond haired boy grumbled under his breath, but did as Harry said and bucked his hips so his cock would hit that spot again which made Harry's mouth form that delightful 'o' shape.
"Can you stop being such a fucking bitch for once,-" Harry snapped, hooking his legs around Draco's waist, closing his eyes and feeling the tingles rush down his spine.
"I'm being the bitch? You're the one who-" Draco paused to bite his lip as he felt his climax approaching. "-won't stop whining."
"T-that's only because you're being a dick- fuck, Malfoy- just cum already!" Harry whined, completely ignoring what Draco said about him whining.
"I'm not going to cum before you, Potter." Draco said huskily, his voice deeper. Both his hands grabbed the side of Harry's slutty waist and dug his nails in.
"Are-are you seriously making this a competition? For fucks sake, Malfoy-" Harry whimpered, throwing his head back against the cool surface of the changing room floor as Draco continued fucking in and out of him.
"Then why don't you just- just cum?" Draco said, smirking cockily at how dazed Harry looked with how hard Draco was fucking him.
"B-because I can't let you beat me." Harry squeaked out, dragging his nails down Draco's back.
"So it is a competition-"
"You're so fucking annoying!" Harry snapped, squeezing his eyes shut when he felt the heat pooling in the bottom of his stomach. He let go of the hint of dignity and power he had over Draco and came, light tears rising to his eyes from the orgasm.
Draco smirked in victory, and watched as Harry dropped his arms to his side, letting his head fall back with a thud. He let Draco take full power, which was nothing but electrifying to Draco. He wanted to have power over Harry, he wanted to make him writhe and squeak.
Draco fucked the fatigued boy for another minute or so, making little whimpers escape Harry's lips, before dropping his head into the crevice of Harry's neck and spilling into the condom, his chest heaving from his orgasm.
They lay there for a few seconds, both tired and panting from the rushed, rough, and unexpected sex they had on the (hopefully) clean floor of the boy's changing room.
"Take your dick out of me." Harry mumbled, and Draco did so, sitting up and vanishing the condom. Draco quickly pulled on his boxers and a fresh set of robes he'd brought to change into after quidditch practice.
He turned around and saw Harry still on the floor, just in his shirt and nothing else, completely worn out.
"Jesus, Potter. Stop being lazy and get off the floor." Draco snickered. Harry sat up in annoyance, scratching his arm lightly. His face was red and his hair was more messed up.
"You weren't the one with the dick up your ass seconds ago, asshat." Harry snapped, getting up and tugging his own boxers on.
"Fair enough." Draco said, grabbing his bag. He headed towards the door of the locker room, before turning around to see Harry, who looked a little confused.
Both shared a glance of dubiety, which was brushed off in a second as Draco just walked out, and Harry was left there, alone, letting out a sigh.
What in the Merlin's balls just happened?