Harry walks in to his office caring his brief case, his shoulders slumped forward.

"Hey Harry, back so soon?" Clark asks me.

"Ha ha, you have NO idea how tired I fucking am. I mean, NOBODY knew how to do their fucking job!" Harry flops down into his chair.

"Gee, that sounds tuff. Oh, um the boss said to go to his office once you return."

"Thanks Clark, see ya Monday."

"See ya then Harry." Clark smiles at Harry before leaving.

Harry streches, closing his eyes.

Their lips softly touch each others, Harry closes his eyes at the soft touch. Draco's hands slides onto Harry's cheek, softly caressing. They keep kissing, neither noticing Harry was now on Draco's lap. Both boys pull back, panting, Draco scans the boys face.

"Harry, theres something I've wanted to tell you since the first day of school."

"What is it?"

"I-"

Harry opens his eyes, hating that he never did get to hear what he said. He sighs, taking his glasses off and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Oh good, you're still here Mr. Potter." Harry looks back and sees Draco.

"Y-yes." He slightly blushes as he sees him approach.

"How was this week?" Draco stops at his desk.

"The truth? The worst."

Draco laughs, an honest laugh, and a smiles covers his face. Harry smiles slightly, he enjoys seeing Draco smile, the way his dimples form, and how his jawline alone could cut butter like a hot knife. He loves it even more when he's the reason why he's smiling.

"That bad, huh?" Draco slides his hands into his pockets.

"You have no idea." Harry shakes his head.

"Well, thank you for doing that, I couldn't think of a better man for the job."

"Thank you sir." Harry blushes.

"You're welcome, good night." Draco smiles.

They both stare at one another, Harry blushes slightly, not wanting him to go, wanting them to stay like this a little more. Draco slightly nods nervously before going to exit.

"That night!" Harry stands up. "That night Draco, what were you going to say?"

Draco stands there, not looking back.

"What night?"

"Don't play dumb Draco, graduation night." Harry gets frustrated.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"God damn it Draco." Harry walks over and pulls his shoulder back, making the taller blond look at him. "Don't-don't do this to me...please."

Draco looks into the pleading eyes of the brunette, Harry searches his face for any type of sign. Draco grabs Harry's shoulders, pulling him close as their lips connect. Harry instantly wraps his arms around his neck, his hands tugging on his hair slightly. They stumble backwards, bumping into a near by desk. Draco pulls back, both panting for air.

"Harry I-"

"Don't, I don't want to talk right now. All I want is you, please."

Draco lifts Harry up by his thighs, Harry wraps his legs around Draco's waist as they start to kiss again. Draco walks them into his office, shutting the door with his foot. He sets Harry onto the desk, they start taking their suites off while trying not to let go of one another.

"Draco~" Harry moans his name as he leaves kisses down his neck.

By now both shirts are off, and now they start working on their pants. The two men moan, Draco nipping his neck, having found his sweet spot. Draco slides down slowly, stopping to admire the soft, small, perked, pink nipples; leaning forawrd, he slides his tongue around one before sucking it into his mouth. Harry grips tightly onto the blond's hair, tugging, getting a moan. Draco slides further down as he pulls Harry's pants, nipping on the chiseled muscles.

Draco licks his way further down, Harry waiting for when he gets to his-

"Ah!" Draco licks Harry through the cloth of his boxers.

Harry leans his head back, soaking in the feeling of Draco's hot mouth on his dick, even if a cloth is blockimg it slightly. Draco sucks on his tip lightly, slowing sliding the boxers down, making Harry wait for it. Harry looks down in frustration, he moans out as he suddenly feels Draco kiss his tip. He moans out and grips Draco's head tightly. He smiles slightly, having dreamt this once, but never really thought it would feel this good.

Harry moaned out in pure bliss, the blond demon below him slides him out with a lewd pop, taking him out of pure bliss. Draco smirks, grabbing his hips, he lifts Harry up an inch as he slides himself slowly in. Harry's mouth hangs open as he feels Draco inside him, no preparing needed. Ecstasy takes over both mens body's, their moans fill the air as Draco thrusts into the brunette

"Draco!" Harry grips his shoulders, using him as support.

Draco grunts, bucking his hips, going deep, hitting the ball of nerve in the smaller man; Harry jerks his head back, practically screaming. Harry feels the blistful feeling of release coming on in his stomach, he leans forward and kisses the man above him, wrapping his arms around his neck. Draco kisses back, jerking his hips harder feeling him getting close fast. Harry pulls back panting deeply.

"Close-"

"Me too."

They both moan out, and in just seconds cum is on their chest, while Draco's is buried deep in side Harry. They both slump, leaning against each other for support, slowly Draco starts to leave small soft feather kisses along Harry's neck. Harry moans quietly, his hands combing through Draco's hair.

"I loved you since the first day I had laid my eyes on you." Draco says.

"What?"

"That's what I was going to say that night, before Granger came along and ruined my confession."

"Harry, are you out here?" Hermione shouts.

Harry and Draco pull back very quickly, neither wanting to get caught, they stand up and walk to where the voice came from.

"Don't tell me two had a fight again." Hermione frowns.

"No, just having a small farewell chat, that's all." Draco smiles, sadness slightly seeping through, and nods to the female.

"Yes." Harry nods.

"Well I should go, goodnight Pottah." And with that, Harry watches as the Slytherin walks away, leaving him to stand there with Hermione and a pair of sore lips.

Harry looks up at Draco, smiling slightly.

"I love you too Draco, I always will." Harry leans forward, kissing him lovingly.

Harry stands, buttoning his suite back up, having just gotten done cleaning each other off; Draco stands close, fixing his tie.

"Oh and Harry," Draco looks back at him. "Don't be expecting special treatment."

Harry smiles, "Never crossed my mind sir."

The next day, both men act as if nothing had happened, but Clark can feel something is off.

"Hey Harry, are you and the boss ok? You guys keep exchanging glances."

"Yes, we just-"

"Had sex yesterday." Draco comes up from behind.

Harry blushes deeply looking down, Clark laughs.

"Nice joke boss."

"Who said I'm joking?" Draco cocks a brow, Clark instantly stops laughing, looking at Harry.

"Wait-"