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Draco couldn’t take it anymore. All day, he had try to ignore the burning while teaching his classes, but he couldn’t do it anymore. He was going to break. He would have to go and see Potter after dinner. The great hall was illuminated by thousand floating candles, as usual, but tonight their glow seemed to light Potter in an even warmer light. Fucking Potter, sat across from him, eating without manners, laughing with Minerva without even swallowing his mouthful first, and being utterly beautiful in the process. His green eyes looked like jewels in the night light, and it was disgusting. Potter suddenly turned his gaze to Draco, who was caught staring. Draco furrowed his brows, but Potter only threw him a soft smile before lowering his gaze to his plate. His cheeks were pink and lovely. Fuck.
Draco caught with Potter after dinner, while he was on his way back to the hospital wing.
- Potter.
- Draco? Er… Hi… Do you ?
He was stammering. This was ridiculous. He looked cute and ridiculous.
- Potter can I see you in your office ? I… I need to discuss something.
- Yeah, yeah of course, I was going back to the hospital wing.
Draco followed Potter without another word to the hospital wing. It was empty of students. They entered Potter’s office, and he closed the door behind them. Potter stopped in the middle of the room, and seemed to be at lost as what to do, his arms limp at his sides, eyes wide behind his glasses. Did Draco need to tell him to take a seat behind his own desk? Harry then spoke.
- Would you like a cup of tea ?
- No thank you, I need to discuss something and then I’ll be on my way.
- What is it ?
- It is a medical matter.
- Oh ! Right, I’m sorry. Take a seat.
Potter seemed to regain consciousness, and sat behind his desk, while Draco did the same in the chair in front of it. Potter put his hands on top of it, and waited. Draco stood up suddenly.
- I’m sorry Potter, I just remembered I have somewhere I need to be… I…
He turned and started walking back towards the door.
- Draco, stop !
Draco stopped. This was weird.
- Are you imperiusing me ?
- Er… No ?
Draco fell back down on his chair.
- Right. I…
- Tell me what it is, Draco. I promise I can help. I know what you think, but er… I am a quite good healer I promise.
- You have to swear it won’t leave this office.
- Of course it won’t ! You can tell me everything ! I won’t say a word. I’ll die before I betray your trust. I mean…
- Right Potter, stop. What is it always with the dying thing ?
- Well.. Er… I already died once… I…
Draco was losing patience. He was in no mood to hear about Potter’s extraordinary life. He was hurting for fuck’s sake.
- Anyways, can I tell you about my ass now ?
The expression on Potter’s face was a little bit funny, and Draco appreciated that his mouth was opened wide. He wanted to put one or two fingers inside.
- I beg you pardon ?
- Myassisburning
- What ?
- My ass is burning Potter !
Potter closed is mouth and reached for a notebook and a pen.
- Okay. When did the symptoms start ?
- No need to write it down.
Potter looked up and raised an eyebrow silently.
- Last night, answered Draco reluctantly.
- Where is located the burning, exactly? Is it restricted to a precise area?
- I… It burns inside.
- Okay.
- It feels like a spell. I don’t…
- Did you engage in anal sex recently ?
- I… Not recently. I mean not with a partner.
Potter paused.
- Okay, then did you use toys on yourself ?
He wasn’t looking up anymore. Potter was really focused on his little notebook.
- Yeah Potter, I fucked myself in the ass, and now I feel like my ass is on fire. Are you happy?
- No. Are you still in possession of the object ?
- Merlin, Potter, yes. Do you need me to retrieve it from my bedside table?
- Maybe later.
Potter stood up and went to the door at the back of his office.
- Come on, I’m going to examine you.
- I…
- I can’t heal you if I don’t check your body Draco.
The way that Potter said body made a shiver run through Draco’s back. He stood and followed Potter.
- Take of you trousers and your pants, and bend over the table please.
Potter was putting gloves on. Draco swallowed and started taking his shoes off, then his trousers and pants. Potter was preparing something on a little table on the side, and wasn’t looking, thankfully. Draco folded his clothes and put them onto a chair, before marching to the examination table and bending over it. He felt ridiculous, and he was cold. As he was having this thought, a warming charm washed over him, appeasing his shivers.
- Alright, I’m going to…
- Are you practicing legilimency on me ?
- What ?
- Nothing. Proceed.
- Right. Er… I’m going to perform an anal exam, both magical and manual. It should not hurt, but please tell me if anything feels wrong okay ?
- Right Potter. I will tell you if your finger feels wrongs while it probes my ass.
A hand pressed suddenly on Draco’s butt cheek, spreading it and revealing his asshole. He felt it flutter from the cold air and Potter’s stare. Potter’s voice was low and steady when he addressed Draco again.
- Okay Draco, I’m going with the magical exam. Tell me if anything hurts.
Draco just nodded once. Potter’s wand didn’t touch him, but Draco suddenly felt warmth spreading through his butt. It didn’t hurt, it was just warmth, sweeter than the one that was burning him since he had used this fucking toy. Surely, Potter’s magic would be warm like that.
- Oh.
- What is it ?
- I think I can feel the spell. It is quite powerful.
- What is it ?
- Just a classic burning-without-harming kind of spell. Do you use this toy often?
Draco felt like a complete idiot. And his cock was filling between his legs.
- No… I… This was the first time.
- Where did you buy it ? Maybe I should take a look later.
- I… No… It was gifted to me.
Draco was stammering. Potter’s magic was still inside of his ass, and it started to feel too good being massaged from the inside like that.
- Does the person that gifted it to you hate you ?
In fact, the person may have hated him, as he was Draco’s ex, and had claimed it a « parting gift ». Draco was too horny for his own good.
- I think I can retrieve it from you. Hang on.
Potter’s hand pressed on Draco’s butt a little more, and the sensation of his magic changed. It felt like it was scrapping the walls inside of his ass.
- Nggghhh… Potter !
- Shhh… It’s okay Draco, I’m going to take away the pain.
Draco wasn’t in pain anymore. He had never felt pleasure like this. The pressure on his walls, the repetition, the warmth, everything was perfect. He felt the pre-come gathered at the tip of his dick start rolling down his erection.
- Ah… ah… ah…
His balls were seizing. His dick was pulsating into the air, totally untouched. Draco was going to have the best orgasm of his life.
- Ahhhhh Potter…
Suddenly, the pressure stopped. Draco was left cold, his dick spasming painfully without ejaculating.
- What…
- I did it Draco !
- Nnghhh…
- Are you still in pain? Did I…
- No… I…
In fact, Draco didn’t feel the burning anymore. Well, not where it had been when he had come to Potter for help. He was feeling another kind of burning now tho.
- I think… I still feel… Er…
- Shhh… Okay Draco, I’m going to perform a digital exam now, okay ? This way we will know for sure that you are okay.
- Yeah, yeah, okay, okay
Draco heard the sound of Potter’s wand being put on top of the exam table. Next, a squelching sound, and then Potter’s voice, soft and warm.
- It may be a little cold, but it will get warmer, okay ?
Potter’s hand parted Draco’s cheeks once again, and Draco felt a finger prod at his entrance. It was cold and wet from the lube. Draco couldn’t help the jerking motion he made, empaling himself on Potter’s finger. The air was pushed out of his lungs as Potter’s finger breached him.
- Ah !
- Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to go this fast.
Draco started rocking against Potter hand. He didn’t care anymore. It was too good. He needed it. He was moaning under his breath. Draco felt the hair at his temples, wet and sweaty. His mouth was open wide over the exam table.
- Are you in pain? Is it hurting you?
- Ah… Potter…
- Do you need to take a break?
- Please… please…
Potter started retreating his hand, but Draco grabbed his wrist.
- No… No don’t stop… Please…
- Er… Okay Draco, I’m going to find your prostate now.
Potter seemed less sure than he had been at the beginning of the exam. His voice was strained. Potter’s finger prodded deeper, and suddenly, he was pressing on Draco’s prostate.
- Nnngghh Potter… Ahhhhh….
Draco saw white and his head banged on the table as his arms gave way under him.
- Oh fuck, Draco ?
- Yessss… Don’t stop…
Potter started circling Draco’s prostrate with his finger.
- I am going to manually enlarge it, see if something is out of the ordinary.
- Okay… yeah… haaann… haan… haan…
Draco didn’t have any dignity left. He sounded like a wounded animal, panting on top of the table, moaning from the back of his throat. Everything was tingling and everything was hot. Potter took away his finger, and Draco whined, but then he breached him again with two. His other hand was running circles on his lower back.
- Shhh… You’re doing very good Draco. Just a little longer.
- Please… aaaannhh… please !
Potter was pressing relentlessly on Draco’s prostate with two fingers now, rubbing it fast. There was no way this was what a prostate exam was supposed to be like. Draco felt his dick spasm again. He needed a touch. He needed it. He started crying.
- Please…
- Shhh, what do you want Draco? Tell me what you want. Just tell me and I’ll give it to you.
- I want… I want…
- What do you need darling ?
Potter was still massaging his prostate, but he had slowed down. This was torture. This was heaven.
- I need… I need… nngghh… ah… ah…
- Tell me sweetheart
- Please touch me Harry !! Please… aaaah…
As soon as he had said his name, Harry’s hand left Draco’s back, and reached under the table, wrapping itself around his cock. Draco made a sound of agony. Tears were streaming down his face. His balls were seizing. His whole body was seizing. He had never felt anything like it before. He felt like he was going to combust.
- Ah ! ah ! ah !
- Say my name darling.
- Harry !!! aaaah.. ahhhh…
- Good boy. You can come now.
Everything disappeared as Draco’s dick spasmed in Harry’s hand, two of his fingers still buried in his ass. Harry fucked him through it, pressing on his prostate, milking him for every drop. Draco’s orgasm felt like it lasted for an eternity, cum splashing on the floor as Harry still massaged his cock, rubbing his palm on the head. Draco was crying and moaning through it all, breathless little pants escaping him. He was drooling, mouth open on the exam table. Harry slowed and then stopped, pressed a kiss behind his neck, and took a step back before casting a cleaning charm on Draco.
- Well… The spell was lifted, and you’re in perfect health.
Draco was still regaining his breathing.
- Thank you, Potter.
- Anytime, Malfoy.