Maze

Phallomancy Cont.d

‘Strong, competitive and physical lover who will ask about past lovers, then proceed to put them all to shame.’ Draco gulped slightly shifting. “Well this has been educational.” Draco shifted up onto his knees and turned around to gather his things. Harry watched the leather pants creep slowly down torturing him before he finally snapped.


Harry sat up, grabbed Draco and swung him around. Draco yelped as he went from struggling to get into the sweater to having the sweater effectively cuffing him with his hands behind his back.


“Has anyone ever told you it’s not polite to wake people who are sleeping or use spells to make people sleep?” Harry remarked pleasantly casting two wandless spells. One removed Harry’s pants while the other lubricated Harry’s fingers. Slipping them into the back of Draco’s leather pants.


“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Draco denied as chilly fingers slid into his hot hole making him shudder and groan.


“Really?” Harry retorted encouraging Draco to inch closer. Draco complied walking forward on his knees until he was effectively poised over Harry’s erection. Grinding down onto Harry’s freed arousal, Draco’s own leather encased one began to weep piteously.


“So I put you into a spell induced sleep but it didn’t work, so I don’t see why you have to be so upset.” Draco ended up gurgling out the last as Harry laid back down, allowing Draco to rub forward to have friction on his crotch and back to have three fingers pressed deeply inside him.


“For someone so smart…, how do you think someone who can fight off the Imperious curse could not be able to fight off a simple sleeping spell?” Harry thought aloud, watching Draco’s face, blush. Spelling Draco’s pants off, Harry hissed when his erection encountered Draco’s. Cupping Draco’s ass with his cheeks spread, Harry began pull Draco higher.


“I had a plan and in it, the spell worked.” Draco defended, knee walking higher on Harry’s body, his arms still caught in the sweater. Draco’s erection dribbled over Harry’s six-pack and Draco was temporarily distracted watching his pre cum slide into the creases and funnel down. Harry took the opportunity to begin to work himself inside Draco’s body.


Draco whimpered, forcing himself to relax as inch after inch entered and stretched him. Draco felt himself grow a little bigger as Harry went deeper. The heat started at his toes, worked its way up, tingeing his chest pink, and further flushing his already rosy face. “Oh God!” Draco shouted, letting his head fall back. Harry soothed him running his hands up and down Draco’s thighs, fingers alternating between scratching and massaging the tense muscles.


“Obviously you need to plan better.” Harry chuckled once the blush started to fade.


“No I just need to start combining them.” Draco responded rising slowly before allowing gravity to sit him down again. Harry planted his feet and grabbed Draco’s ass grinding him down into his crotch.


“Do tell.” Harry asked amusement creeping into his voice as he began shallowly thrust into Draco’s temporarily immobile body.


“You see…” Draco stopped his eyes glazing slightly.


“I see what?” Harry retorted his thrusts becoming shallower.


“The thing was…” Draco began to glare at Harry as the thrusting stopped.


“I’m listening.” Harry replied innocently.


“Oh fine.” Draco scoffed. “I expect a damn good fuck after this.” Harry nodded his agreement.
“I don’t take Divination as you know but I went to the library in search of something mindless.”


“Figuring Divination would do the trick.” Harry added his thumbs making tiny circles on Draco’s hipbones as he grinded against him encouragingly.


“Yes well if that drunk, Trelawney can teach it then surely…” Draco shook his head. “Anyway I found this book about alternative Divination techniques and how they give more accurate reading on people.”


“So how exactly does that get to you spelling me asleep?” Harry enquired flipping them over so he was on top.


“AWWHH!” Draco yelled as his arms were wrenched slightly.


“Sorry.” Harry mumbled sheepishly withdrawing from Draco’s body.


“Put that back Potter!” Draco demanded glaring.


“One moment,” Harry soothed. “Lift up some so the sweater can be worked over your feet.”


“What am I a damned contortionist?” Draco scrawled as Harry lifted and he managed to get the sweater around until it was stuck at his ankles.


“This is an interesting development.” Harry remarked eyeing the way Draco’s ass was presented to him. “How long do you think you can hold that position?”

“What the hell!” Draco grumbled as he accidently hit himself. “I have my ankles by my ears, tangled in my bloody sweater and all you can think about it is…”


“Yes?” Harry encouraged his eyes twinkling.


“Never mind do continue…” Draco responded attempting to wiggle enticingly but only succeeding in hitting himself again.


“You first.” Harry laughed as he reentered him.


“Ohhhh!” Draco gasped as Harry hit his prostate dead on.


“Draco.” Harry chided.


“So Phallomancy is considered the most accurate way to read males and I wanted to make sure before I attempted anything that I knew everything I could.” Draco gushed and Harry rewarded him with a few deep thrusts before stopping.


“Harry!” Draco whined.


“So you cooked up a plan to study me in order to see if you wanted what exactly?” Harry mused.


“What do you mean?” Draco panted.

“Sex, a relationship, funny party story…” Harry stopped moving as he ticked off the items.


“Will you keep moving if I say any particular one?” Draco sighed.


“The truth will be nice.” Harry responded mildly.


“So would a relationship.” Draco retorted irritated.


“I can do that.” Harry agreed resuming his slow slide in and out of Draco’s body. “What does Phallomancy mean?”


“Penis readings or reading the penis, now I have explained so fuck me harder.” Draco demanded attempting to wiggle again but falling sidewise instead. Draco was ready to cry in despair but Harry adjusted and began to thrust in earnest.


“Oh please, oh please don’t stop…” Draco gasped, his face buried in the sweater that had finally made it over his feet. Harry stopped. “Potter, I swear!” Draco looked up from the sweater, only to find his face in the pillow and his ass in the air. Speech completely left Draco as his orgasm sent liquid heat all through his body, bowing his back and straining his neck as he screamed to the canopy.


“Holy…!” Harry swore as he bottomed out deep inside Draco. Milking himself dry with Draco’s still spasming body, Harry leaned and picked up the parchment Draco had been reading. Studying it thoughtfully, Harry laid down beside Draco.


Draco curled up against Harry’s side and was snoring away within moments. Harry neatly wrapped one arm around the slender blonde while the other held the parchment.


“Since you think this describes me so well…” Harry studied Draco for a moment, planting a kiss between his eyebrows. Muttering a cleaning spell, Harry went back to his reading. Occasionally he would nod thoughtfully or frown but otherwise he did not make a sound. Some time later Draco stirred and opened his eyes. Blinking sleepily at Harry before his eyes focused on the parchment and he reddened.


“Give me that!” Draco demanded reaching for it.


“No I think I will keep it.” Harry commented.


“What!” Draco demanded eyeing Harry cautiously. “Why?”


“This should be able to make Divination interesting or at the very least send Professor Trelawney to an early retirement.” Harry responded his lips quirking in a grin. Draco could only laugh.


The next day…


”Potter what took you so long!” Draco demanded glaring from his position on his bed.


“I was avoiding Snape.” Harry sighed wearily flopping on the bed beside Draco.


“Why?” Draco asked poking Harry in the side.


“I gave that book on alternative Divination to Trelawney in class this morning.” Harry responded with a groan.


“And…?” Draco spoke straddling Harry. Lying on top of him Draco folded his hands on Harry’s chest and rested his chin on them.


“Well apparently she had heard about Phallomancy and it was one of her specialties.” Harry started to blush and Draco shuddered. “Then she said that she could tell the true nature of anyone at a glance.”


“No!” Draco responded his eyes widening, his mouth twitching in attempts to keep his smile at bay.


“Yes and then when no one volunteered she took a deep drink out of her flask, looked thoughtful and decided that a male teacher would be the best bet.” Harry gulped and Draco tried harder to contain his mirth.


“Well Flitwick has some creature blood and Hagrid’s half giant, so it would not be as accurate.” Harry sighed. “The seventh year divination class took a field trip to the Potions Lab where they were brewing a very temperamental potion.”


“Oh please no more…” Draco rolled off Harry onto his side shaking with laughter.


“Then Trelawney asked Snape to whip it out in order to facilitate a hands on demonstration of the accuracy of Divination.” Harry found himself smiling at the memory.


“I bet he took that well.” Draco laughed, tears falling.


“He was speechless.” Harry asserted. “Then Trelawney managed to shoot a spell at him to help the process. Snape ducked, the spell hit his cauldron, doused him with potion and now…”


“Is he okay!” Draco sobered enough to ask.


“Yes and no.” Harry felt tears began to fall as his restraint collapsed. “Yes he is still himself mostly but his nose and his penis switched places.”


The END! Review Please.
Oh tooo funny! She can't get most of the reading done that way! Heeheheh!
Loves it ;) I would love to know a spell to reverse a mans penis & his nose. Then you'd see what you got before all the horrible dating & such ;) J/K...well, not really! LOL

Loved this Harry & Draco, thank you!
This was brilliant. I laughed all the way through it.
Though I'd pay cash money for a spell to switch a man's nose with his penis. It would make staying awake in a boring class much easier. :D
Thanks! :D The visual of your words made me snort loudly in the library. Now everyone is looking at me like I'm crazy. (Not that they're wrong.)
LMFAO! OMG--Your stories have me rolling. ;)

~Mab