Rescue Me!

Rescue Me!

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"Seamus! Seamus!" Harry continued screaming. Without any result of course, because they were in a very busy club with loud music.

Suddenly Draco started giggling and almost fell on top of Harry.

"Malfoy? What is songrily. He had lost his best friend in this stuffy place and Draco was laughing like a little girl! Malfoy obviously didn't see the seriousness of this case. For the same thing Seamus could be in the back of a car, kidnapped by a bunch of nymphomaniacal serialkillers! Duh! Of course, Harry was worried!

"Potter, stop acting like you're Seamus's mother and look at that couch over there," Draco pointed at a small red loveseat in the back of the lounge.

Harry didn't believe his eyes. On the couch, in an entangled hug, was Seamus heavily snogging another guy.

"Wow." That was quite all Harry could say.

But then Harry recognized the guy Seamus was kissing with. It was Blaise! Blaise Zabini!

"I suppose you brought Blaise with you," Harry murmered to Draco.

Draco nodded and stared at the couple with a broad smile on his face.

"Oh, Potter, cheer up, they've found each other! Look at them kissing!" Then Draco sighed.

"What, Malfoy?" Harry sneered," Feeling lonely and left out yourself?"

"Stuff it Potter! You're not even mature enough to admit you're gay!"

Harry felt his cheeks flush. He was comfortable with himself being gay, but having Malfoy standing in front of him, confronting him with his gayness, was just... weird.

"Geez, Malfoy, what's it to you anyway?"

Draco smirked and pinched Harry's ass. "Well, Potter," he winked.

Harry felt his face burn like he was on fire. Fuck Malfoy! Why is he doing this to me?

"Well, well Potter, seems I've touched a soft spot."

Harry growled and pushed Malfoy backwards into the crowd. But the crowd immediately made way for Draco and so it happened that the blonde Slytherin fell down on a gigantic see-through waterbed.

"Hmmmm," Draco mused, floating on the soft watery underground. He laid himself down and started making bouncy moves. Smirking, he looked up.

"Well, Potter, up for joining me on this bed?"

Harry laughed. Oh what the heck? It wasn't like Draco could do too wicked things to him in the middle of the club. Right? So he sat down, at the edge of the bed.

But Draco wasn't satisfied having Harry so far away from him. So he grabbed the raven haired boy by his waist and pulled him down onto the bed.

"Malfoy! Argh!" Harry cried out.

"What?" Draco fluttered his eyelashes innocently. "I only wanted you near me, Potter."

Harry coughed. "Yeah... Sure... Well, I'm getting something to drink. You want something?"

"Ow! Yes! Yes!" Draco was bouncing on the waterbed enthusiastically. "I'd like a Baileys!"

"Baileys?" Harry raised one of his eyebrows.

"Yes! You know, from the commercial, when there's this guy and he wants to order something and the bartender can't understand him, so he has to kiss him!" Draco babbled.

"Oh. Yeah." Harry rolled his eyes and made his way to the bar.

After a couple of hours and a lot of Baileys, wine and beer, both Draco and Harry were a bit tipsy. Well, I suppose very drunk would describe their mood a bit better.

"So, when the emperor drinks the drink, he's not dead, but a llama!" Draco was explaining the Disney movie 'The emperor's new groove' to Harry. After his comment Draco burst out into laughter.

They were still on the waterbed, Draco with his head on Harry's belly, both holding filled glasses.

"Oww... I get it!" Harry stuttered," The emperor is a- a Llama! A llama! Llama! Llama!" Harry started chanting 'llamallamallamallama'.

Draco tried to balance his hand so he could smack Harry in his face, but his hand ended up on Harry's chest.

"Eey, what's this? You have gumdrop buttons on your shirt!" Draco said, after fumbling with Harry's nipples.

"Nooooo-noo... Dracoooo!" Harry whined," Those are my -urm- my -urm- oh yeah... nipples! Nipples, Draco!"

Draco looked confused for a moment, not remembering what nipples were. So he turned around, so he was facing Harry. "Show me those nipples!"

Harry giggled and pulled up his top so that Draco could see where his fingers were exactly fumbling with. Harry of course, let out a few small groans as Draco continued toying with Harry's nipples.

"I wonder how they taste," Draco said to himself.

And suddenly Harry felt a moist heat surround his left nipple.

"Ooooohhhh... That's gooooooood!" Harry whispered.

Draco stopped licking Harry's nipple. "Hmm, they don't taste like gumdrop buttons. They taste like... Harry Potter." Draco winked suggestively, for as far as he could.

Harry giggled again and pulled his top back down.

"Wanna dance?" Draco jumped of the bed and held his hand out to Harry.

Harry, who still couldn't see and think very clearly, giggled again and grabbed Draco's hand. "Sure!"

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What you want, Baby I got it! What you need, You know I got it! All I'm asking, Is for a little respect! Just a little bit! Yeah! Just a little bit!

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Draco started doing all sorts of silly dances, grooving to Aretha's Respect.

"WHAT YOU WANT! BABY I GOT IT!" Draco screamed, pointing first at Harry and then back at himself.

Harry was swaying a bit absently on the music, holding on to Draco's arm.

"Awww, poor Harry-kins. You're so sleeeeeepy!" Draco made the sound of a sheep.

Then he moved forward, close to Harry and enveloped him in his arms, holding him tight.

"Draco," Harry murmered, nuzzling his nose into Draco's silky-soft hair. "You smell nice."

Draco giggled. "Aww, Harry... You're sweet!"

And as a response to that, Draco lifted Harry's face and gave him a kiss on his lips.

"Mmm," Harry moaned, enjoying his kiss greatly, even when being drunk at the same time.

Draco's lips were softly pressed against his, making Harry feel all weird and tingly. He opened his mouth to give access to Draco's tongue. Their tongues made contact and their kiss deepened.

After a few seconds, Draco raised his head to look at Harry. The darkhaired boy had closed his eyes, had his lips still in a pout from the kiss and was looking as if he was just experiencing a moment of bliss.

"Harry," Draco nudged his dancepartner. Harry didn't respond normally anymore.

But was it from the drinks or from the intoxicating kiss?

Draco shrugged, clasped his arm around Harry's wrist and together they went looking for Blaise and Seamus.

But the couple was nowhere to be found.

"Harry?"

"Huh? Yeah?"

"Do you know where Seamus went?"

Harry, a bit sobered up now, thought for a moment. "I guess he took Blaise to the apartment."

Harry was silent for a second. Then he cried out: "Argh! No! I don't want to go home with Seamus and Blaise bumping around like rabbits! Euch! He's a Slytherin... dirty!" Harry shivered.

Draco was staring at Harry, obviously insulted.

"Well, urm, not all Slytherins are dirty. I suppose," Harry tried to apologise to Draco.

Draco laughed and hugged Harry. "I was just joking, you silly."

They were staring at each other for a few moments. "I suppose you can sleep with me, in my apartment. It's just a few blocks away and I have a very pretty spare bedroom!"

"A spare bedroom?" Harry pouted.

"Well, maybe, if you're really sweet to me, you can sleep with me in my bed," Draco whispered in Harry's ear.

And then, the two boys decided that they were going to stay for one more song and then head back... to Draco's home.

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Rescue me! Take me in your arms! Rescue me! I want your tender charm! 'Cause I'm lonely! And I'm feel blue! I need you! And your love too! C'mon baby, And rescue me!