Chapter 12

                                    

                                          
Harry Potter
Sexual content in the chapter! You have been warned!
I walk toward Professor Slughorn's classroom as I try to ignore this fluttering feeling flaring from my stomach up to my neck, this feeling is exhilarating, erotic even. But for the life of me, I can't figure out why, it's just detention with Malfoy. 
I walk into Professor Slughorn's classroom, the erotic feeling heightening as I see Malfoy glance at me. Professor Slighorn slams the book down more aggressively than necessary. He clears his throat and then opens his mouth to give us our instructions. "For the next 5 hours, you will be organizing, dusting, and deep cleaning the potions cabinet. If you can't finish by the time I come back then you will be here same time tomorrow."
I bite my lip to keep my retort. Malfoy, however, doesn't seem to care if he gets in more trouble, seeing as he opens his mouth to be a part. "I will not be doing this for 5 hours. My father will hear about this!" Malfoy says while wagging his finger at Slughorn. The Professor in response just raises his eyebrow and points to the potions cabinet. "Watch your tongue Malfoy, or it will soon be 6" Malfoy grunts in annoyance and just struts towards the cabinet. 
Damn, that arse. I shake my head violently to get that thought out of my head. Stupid fucking teenage hormonal mind! I reprimand myself. I walk hesitantly to the cabinet as Professor Slughorn walks out of the classroom, shouting out a few parting words. "No magic!" I pout and turn to Malfoy, catching him staring intently at my pouting lips. I part my lips, letting out a breathy sigh. Malfoy's eyes snap up to meet mine, causing them to widen to the size of a baseball. I rush towards a corner and start cleaning. 
Around 3 hours in I look up and see Malfoy. Oh, Merlin. Oh. Merlin. He is scrubbing at the shelves of the cabinet, sweat littering across his arms as his muscles flex with each movement. His hair is slightly wavy and falls on his face. His sleeves are bunched up at his elbows and his shirt is slightly damp with his sweat. 
As I look at Malfoy, I think of how it would feel, to have him hover over me, having his muscles flex with each touch, each stroke. Fuck, I might be gay. I think to myself as I feel something stir deep within me. Oh, Merlin! Not now! 
I rack my brain to find anything traumatic, anything at all to rid me of my erection before Malfoy sees. Got it! Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia breaking the bed attempting to frickle frackle. God that view was trau-ma-tiz-ing. Um..., Dudley running around naked! Um, Uncle Vernon naked.... Well shit, now I want to cry. 
Uh, shit. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts! Meeting Ron for the first time. Oh! Becoming seeker. I let out a deep sigh, the feelings of sadness and arousal going away. 
I look up and catch Malfoy looking at me with a quizzical look on his face. I smile awkwardly, knowing without a doubt that he saw that internal war. He shakes his head with amusement, a smile quirking the corners of his lips. I blush deeply, Merlin that smile alone could undo me. Why am I feeling like this all of a sudden, everything about this man is drawing me in, well, more than usual. 
The second Professor Slughorn says we can go but to return tomorrow I rush out of the room. I couldn't stay in there much longer with Malfoy looking like that. Looking all hot and fuckable.
The second I reached our dorm I headed into the shower, I hardly heard Malfoy yell at me for getting there first. I turn on the water and step in, my raging hard-on bobbing there, begging for it to be touched, to be taken care of. I throw my head back with a frustrated groan. Look at what you did Malfoy! Actually don't look, you don't need to know what you did. 
I reach my hand down, lightly running my fingertips on my chest, imagining that they were Draco's long, delicate fingers. I grip the base and close my eyes, pretending it's Draco's hand tugging and skidding on my cock. I bite my lip, forcing myself to keep quiet. Not wanting to be heard from the boy I'm thinking about in the other room. This proves to be a struggle as I run my thumb over the head of my cock. I moan. Fuck too late now, might as well let loose, he already heard me. I just won't say his name. 
I stroke faster and faster, the water acting as lube, making it easier and more pleasant as I stroke. I grip my hair as I throw my head back, my free hand trailing up to tweak and prob at my nipple. My back is arched away from the wall as I grind on my hand. I take a finger and tease my opening, all I can think is Draco. Draco, Draco, Draco. I chant his name in my head like it's the only word I know. "S'good" I slur my words as my moans get loud with each stroke, almost tipping me over the edge. With one last tug, I am screaming as my come coats the shower wall. I slide to the floor as my legs fail me. 
I stand up after a few minutes and clean up my mess. Trying not to think back on that moment but failing miserably. Once I finish I head out of the bathroom, I see Malfoy with blazing red cheeks. Fucking adorable. I think offhandedly. At this point, I am accepting that I am physically attracted to the boy, not a crush, I just like his body.... Right? 
A/n
😳  I did not think that I could write that. I think I did a decent job for my first time attempting smut... well, time to make this book marked as mature. 
ANYWAYS question of the chapter
What are some kinks you would like to see in this book? 
I honestly have no idea what kind of kinks in should have in here but I want some, so yeah. 
And just a small thing to note, smut won't be a big thing in this book, it will be intense, more than this, but not frequent as I want to acknowledge the plot. When the book ends I will add extra chapters if that's what you guys want, including things like their honeymoon or proposal.