WARNINGS: Slash! BoyxBoy
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Harry and Draco had been partners for 12 years.
Dance partners that is. Most of the time they danced in a duet, but sometimes they had solos, or maybe even group dances with others from their studio.
They've danced together since they were three and been friends since birth. But all that changed one faithful contest night.
It wasn't out of the ordinary for Harry and Draco to hug each other backstage before a performance. Or to kiss each other on the cheek and whisper a friendly "Good luck" into the others ear. But this time seemed different to Harry. More... Sensual than friendly.
"Good luck, Harry. And don't feel scared, I'm right here," Draco whispered into his ear, the feel of his breath making Harry shiver, and clutch to the silk of the other boys shirt.
"You too, Dray," he whispered back somewhat breathlessly.
They pulled away with small, determined smiles as their names were called to take the stage.
After they'd gotten into their beginning positions on stage, Harry felt his cheeks heat up in a furious blush. The beginning of their performance had Draco, on his knees, in front of Harry, level with his crotch. Draco looked up through his eyelashes at Harry, a small smirk playing at his lips. He bowed his head slightly, and if he rocked forward even the slightest bit, his head would brush Harry's crotch.
The music began, and they danced.
'Even this is /wayyy/ more sensual than all the other times we've danced,' Harry thought.
Draco's arms wrapped around his waist almost lovingly, drawing him closer to the other teen, before they separated again to opposite sides of the stage; miroring each others movements, and meeting once again at the center of the stage.
Harry gasped and almost stumbled as Draco wrapped his arms around his torso from behind, and pulled him into him.
'He's improvising,' Harry thought, going along with the taller teen, 'he must have forgotten something.'
Harry gasped again, and blushed even deeper than before when he felt something hard and foreign press against his ass, as he was pulled flush against Draco's body once more.
"Sorry!" Draco squeaked into Harry's ear, seemingly embarrassed.
Harry only grunted lowly in response as he also felt himself get hard at the feel of Draco pressed against him.
This had never happened before.
Draco's breath hitched, and he realized that his forgiving grunt sounded more like a strangled moan, and only served to turn them both on even more.
They danced on, and finally, it was time for their closing.
They came together once more in the middle of the stage, facing each other this time. They breathed harshly and raggedly in each other ears as they caught their breath, and listen to the crowd scream, yell, and cry.
Harry couldn't resist and stepped forward even closer to Draco, making thier erections brush against one another. Harry moaned louder this time, and turned his face into Draco's neck.
"Harry," Draco warned with a gasp. He hoisted the other teen up, and carried him, bridal style, off the stage.
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"You boys were amazing!" Lily coddled, as she pulled them both in for a hug.
"Thanks mom," Harry said hugging her back awkwardly, as he tried to keep his erection from being too obvious.
'Thank god we didn't have to wear leotards today,' Harry thought, 'it would have been disastrous.'
"Yes, thank you Mrs. Potter." Draco beamed up at her.
"How many times do have to tell you to call me Lily, silly boy?" She laughed.
Draco smiled and shrugged, taking Harry's hand in his.
Harry's mother noticed the gesture, but kept on talking. It was't an uncommon gesture, but Harry wondered if his mother or anyone else could see a difference in the meaning, the way he could feel it.
"Let's get you boys to the hotel room, hmm? You guys look tired."
"Wait!," Draco said, peering around, "where's mother?"
"She hasn't made it to Denver yet. She should be here in the next 2 or 3 hours though, don't worry."
Draco nodded, and they all made their way out to Lily's car.
On the quiet ride to the hospital, Harry and Draco sat closer than usual in the backseat. Lily noticed, but didn't say anything. She just watched in the rearview mirror as Draco's thumb stroked the back of her son's hand, and they shared a private smile before looking away quickly.
'I owe Narcissa 20 bucks,' Lily sighed and shook her head, 'damn.'
When they arrived at the hotel the studio had instructed them to stay at, Lily had already made up her mind to get the boys a room just for them.
'They're 15,' she argued with herself, 'They're big boys, and they're responsible. They can make good decisions.'
She got them a room with a queen sized bed.
'They have shared a bed before, and seem to prefer it anyways,' she mused.
They retrieved their bags from the car, and made their way to their rooms. They were across the hall from one another.
"Goodnight boys," Lily said, unlocking her own door.
"Goodnight," the boys said together.
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Draco was on top of Harry, lying between his legs, with an incredulous expression on his face.
"You've never kissed anyone?"
"N-No," Harry said, red faced.
"Hmm. Well, if you let me kiss you, you'll never have to say that again." Draco said, lowering his head a bit, so that their noses were almost touching.
"O-Okay."
Draco tilted his head to the side, and kissed him. The kiss felt like fire to Harry; burning him to the core. He moaned, and felt his deflating erection come back full force. It pressed against Draco's stomach and the blonde shifted, making harry gasp, and thrust his hips.
"Harry," Draco warned, stilling his hips.
"D-Drayyyy," Harry whined pouting up at him.
"Harry... what do you want? Draco whispered into the other boys ear, licking the shell slightly.
"You, Dray. I want you to take me... To make love to me. Please," he whined in response, wrapping his arms around the other, and pulling him closer.
"Are you sure, Harry?"
"Of course."
"Okay then."
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AN: Yeah. I know it kinda sucks but bear with me guys!