Friday took forever to come. Every night Draco would go to bed and toss and turn, then resign himself to his new routine: wanking off to images of Neville Longbottom pinning him against the wall, bending him over a desk or making him kneel to suck him dry. He was fascinated with Neville's newfound confidence and for once in his life he wanted to be submitted to another man's desires. The tables had turned on him and he was ready to fall off this cliff.

Friday at the agreed hour Neville walked out of the floo. After brushing himself he approached his host.

"thank you for having me over Malfoy," he said in a low baritone voice and softly brushed his lips on Draco's cheek.

Draco felt like the earth failed beneath his feet. He tried to stay calm. "can I offer you a drink?". Neville assented with a sweet smile

"whatever you are having".

Draco poured two glasses of excellent wine that will pair great with the meal. They clinked their glasses and drank. Neville seemed to take pity of Draco's nervous state and said:

"let me help you set the table".

Draco accepted and they were soon eating the magnificent dinner that he had prepared for them. The blonde had learned a lot about eating with gusto during his years in Italy.

The conversation flowed easily despite Draco's racing mind, and after the meal was over he suggested having dessert in the sitting room. He had prepared a simple arrangement of chocolate covered strawberries that would give him an excuse to eat with their fingers. He thought he may dare try to feed his guest in an attempt to seduce him.

Neville once again beat him to the punch.

"open up Malfoy"

he said bringing a strawberry to his lips. Draco obeyed and Neville delicately put half of the fruit in his mouth, then simply caught the other half with his own lips. They stayed there for a second, feeling each other's breath and savoring the sweetness before launching into a deep lustful kiss. It tasted like fruit and chocolate and wine, it made their bodies tingle in anticipation and they both felt their erections grow hard.

Neville pinned Draco down on the couch, devouring his mouth while letting his hands explore the blonde's tight body, until he palmed Draco's hard cock over his jeans, making him moan. Neville spoke on his ear with a possessive growl

"this was my first sex dream ever. When I started jerking off I would imagine that you cornered me in an alcove of the school and made me touch you. I came for the first time and then many more times thinking of you".

Draco couldn't help himself at that revelation and he came right there. He felt a wave of mortification and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry Neville, so much for a dream stud".

Neville laughed out loud

"are you kidding me? I made Draco Malfoy come in his pants. This may be the best day of my life".

Draco laughed and cast a cleaning spell.

"Still, let me make it up to you".

Neville smiled mischievously "you're on".

Neville felt like he was in a dream. He was lying on the couch, shirtless, with his jeans down on his thighs, and he had Draco fucking Malfoy also shirtless and sucking his cock like a man dying of thirst. His younger self would never believe it if he was told. The blonde man looked up at him with so much lust that he felt that he would melt. Then Draco stopped suddenly, making him cry in frustration. The blonde smiled and took off the remaining of his clothes

"let me ride you please"

Neville raised an eyebrow

"did you prepared yourself before I arrived?"

Draco nodded with a smile. Neville held his erection in his hand and smirk

"you cunning Slytherin".

Draco smiled back

"through and through".

He straddled Neville and conjured some lube potion. The brunette poured a lot of it on his fingers and went exploring for Draco's hole. With a satisfied smile, he noted that the blonde was indeed pretty much ready. Two fingers went in smoothly and with a little bit of teasing, he was able to slide the third one in. Draco begged,

"just let me ride you please".

Neville pulled him down for a kiss while he helped align his cock to his entrance. The daring blond slipped himself all the way in and then sat still for a minute, letting himself adjust to the girth. Neville was dizzy with pleasure. He was naked, with Draco Malfoy sitting on him, impaled on his cock, looking at him with those lustful grey eyes. If he would die right now he wouldn't notice. This was what heaven looked like. Draco ride him slow at first, then he let his lust take over and went wild on him

"come for me, Neville. Fill me up".

That did it. Neville felt his balls tighten and his cock pulsed and relief came over him. Draco kissed him deeply, letting him enjoy the amazing high for a while before transfiguring the couch to make it wider so they could lay down in each other's arms.

"That was fucking amazing. Thank you" Neville said kissing the blonde's forehead.

Draco smiled sweetly "you're welcome. This is the best twist of fate I've ever experienced."

They laughed softly and continued to caress and kiss slowly.

After a few moments, Draco felt the need to get something off his chest.

"Can I ask you something and you would answer me with Gryffindor courage?".

Neville chuckled softly "go ahead".

Draco took a deep breath.

"Are you looking for fun or would you consider a serious relationship at some point?". He didn't dare to look up.

Neville lifted his chin with his fingers to look into his eyes

"have you met me? I may like to dive from a 100 feet to the ground for fun but I'm still the boy that is terrified to get his heart broken".

Draco chuckled with relief.

"you know, all that bullshit that people in Slytherin talked about me being a man whore in school, that was all a lie. I was still a virgin by the time the war ended".

Neville smiled warmly. "Your secret is safe with me".

A couple of days later a floo call burst on the fireplace. It was Ginny Potter.

"Hey, Nev! We are having a dinner party Saturday night, wanna join us?"

"Is it ok if I bring a date?" asked Neville.

"Sure!" Ginny clapped excitedly, it was about time Neville was not the third wheel. She was dying to see who the lucky guy was.

That Saturday night Neville walked out of the kitchen floo of Grimmauld place with his companion on tow. A big group of people was seated around the long table

"Hey, guys. You all know Draco of course".

All the jaws seemed to drop at the same time. Draco gave a small smile and a shy wave. Harry was the first to react. He stood, hugged Neville and then shook Draco's hand while patting him on the back.

"Welcome. Good to see that you are settling down well".

"Thanks, Potter. Seems like I am indeed finding my new place here".

Everyone else followed with more greetings and handshakes and soon drinks were poured and appetizers passed around.

Ginny spoke to Hermione's ear

"Malfoy is looking insanely hot. Neville hit the sex jackpot with that one".

Hermione laughed. "It goes both ways. Nev is quite the stud".

After a few more rounds Ginny sat across from the couple and said:

"so, what does a girl have to do to get sandwiched between the two of you?".

Draco spat his drink. Neville cracked out laughing. Harry yelped

"Oi! I'm right here!".

Ginny gave him an innocent look

"what? I'm asking for a friend". And she moved to another sit.

Harry rolled his eyes

"Ladies and gentleman, my wife".

Draco shook his head.

"Shit Potter, that's a handful right there".

Harry shrugged "you get her all hot and bothered, I reap the benefits later".

Draco blushed tomato red. Neville was still laughing, trying to catch his breath. Apparently, in this group this was business as usual.