and he was willing. Had he known Draco’s underlying motives, he might not have been so submissive to
Draco’s embrace. Or maybe he’d have been more so.
Harry wouldn’t be coming around the corner for several more minutes, but that was how Draco planned it.
It would give him time to adjust, and give the smaller boy he has pressed against the corridor wall time to
adjust as well. It would be all the more convincing if they were in synch, with hands and lips moving at the
same pace, the same rhythm.
*We could be standing four feet away and Potter would be convinced, the paranoid fool... amazing how
much faster then me he can be in the sky, on his broom, with people. But his mind... he’s in 1st gear still, and
I’m speeding down the high way, and this is the only way I can show him*
Justin was obviously inexperienced, hands trying to clutch Draco’s back clumsily under his robes, to draw
him nearer, when they were too close as it was.
*Stupid prat... just a hungry little boy. He wont make it for a second in the real world*
His eyes were all the wrong color... brown? Who the hell wanted to peer into brown eyes?
*If I wanted that Id go find a cow*
He wasn’t a bad kisser though, but he was afraid, and it showed. Always drawing back, trying to take and
absorb when all he really wanted to do was give and inflict. It would take him a while to figure it out, but
once he did, Draco might just have to look him back up.
*Yeah right*
He could hear footsteps coming down the hall, echoing quietly behind the heavy breathing and occasional
gasp that came from Justin. Moving quickly.
*He must be late*
Draco pretended not to notice as the footsteps stopped, and the sound of books clattering to the floor, but
even Justin noticed an odd pause and gazes up at him with confused and needy eyes. Draco met his gaze,
before seizing him roughly by the face and plunging his mouth to his, causing him to moan out loud around
Draco’s searching tongue. The sound of footsteps returned, running now. In the opposite direction.
Draco pulled away from Justin, a smirk on his face.
*See you later, Potter*