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February fourteenth, Valentine’s Day.
It’s really no surprise that Harry brings him breakfast in bed ever since he got sick/pregnant, so today was no different. Except that this time he got the lit candles and a rose added to the tray, his favourite coconut pancakes with banana and crème fraîche. Also Harry is topless.
”You know, you should start serving breakfast like that every time.”, Draco didn’t even try and hide the fact that he was checking him out. ”Yeah? You like it?”, he grinned at him, placing a kiss on his cheek as he put the tray down over Draco’s lap. ”It’d say it’s adequate.” Harry scoffed, offended. ”I’ll have you know I worked very hard for this body!”
”Oh yeah? I believe it when I see it.”, Draco glanced up at him smugly. Truth be told, he wouldn’t be opposed to watch Harry work out, seeing the glistering sheen of sweat over his body, the thought alone made him shiver.
”So… Narcissa will watch Scorpius today. I don’t want you to get your hopes up because I’m not really sure if my plan is a hit or miss, but at least we don’t have a time to match until the evening so we are in no hurry.”, Harry said as he snatched a piece of the pancake, Draco playfully slapped his hand, ”Do not steal a pregnant man’s pancakes!”, he said with his mouth full, ”And it sounds great.”
Draco finished his pancakes and swallowed the potion vial, slumping back against the bed again.
”Imma take a nap now.”, he mumbled as he curled up under the covers. ”You just woke up?”, Harry chuckled, but crawled on top of him., holding him outside the covers. ”And now I need a nap.”, he mumbled again, trying to ignore Harry.
He felt Harry tug on the duvet but he held back, ”Stop stealing my blanket, Potter!”, he muttered again. ”Then just let me get under as well!”, he shot back, trying to crawl under. ”Don’t you have anything better to do? The dishes maybe.”, Draco joked. ”I can do that later.”
Harry fought his way under the covers, but instead of laying down next to Draco like he expected, he just slid further and further down.
”Harry, what are you doi– Ah–” Draco clamped his mouth shut.
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”Honestly if you just told me that was your plan to begin with I would’ve let you under myself”, Draco sighed as he leaned into Harry’s touch.
It felt a little suffocating under the heavy duvet, but he made it work. He had silently removed Draco’s pyjama trousers and his pants and was placing kisses along his prick. ”If I told you this was my plan it wouldn’t have been a surprise.”, Harry replied, running the flat of his tongue along the underside, flicking his tongue as he reached the head.
”Just shut up and get to work.”, Draco moaned. ”Someone’s feeling sassy today.”, Harry chuckled, reaching for his balls. ”It’s not sass, Potter.” He could practically hear the eyeroll. ”Yeah? What would you call it then?”, Harry asked, taking the head into his mouth and sucking on it, his hand pumping the shaft slowly, making Draco gasp under his touch. ”Sorry babe, didn’t quite catch that?”, he asked again and right as Draco was about to say something he took the whole lenght into his mouth, making Draco choke on his words. ”Could you repeat that?” He’s sucking on the head, flicking and pressing his tongue into the slit and he felt Draco whimper beneath him. ”So it is sass then?”, he chuckled.
”Fuck. You.”, Draco choked out.
”Maybe later sweetheart.”, he chuckled. Harry loved the way Draco’s body reacted to his touch. The whimpers and small shivers, the gasping and moaning, it sent shivers all along his own body. He loved hearing him moan his name, pleading.
He bobbed his head up and down the lenght, his hands roaming over his body, touching every sliver of skin he could reach, running his palms over his nipples, rolling them between his fingers until they harden under his touch, making Draco moan loudly, arching into the touch.
”More.”, he moaned, grabbing one of Harry’s hand and pulled on it, making him shift upwards awkwardly. He quickly regained his posture again and kept bobbing his head, hitting the back of his throat, his tongue lickling along the lenght. Draco held Harry’s hand firmly against his cheek, he could feel Draco’s hot breath as he panted heavily, moaning his name.
”Harry–”
”More–”
”Please–”
Harry has always been weak to Draco’s pleading and he knew Draco was aware of this. Harry suddenly stopped in his tracks, pulling off Draco’s prick slowly as he lifted the duvet, looking up at Draco. He was sucking on his finger, he held Harry’s hand gently in his, sucking on each finger individually , swirling his tongue around them one by one before he choose three specifically to focus on. Sucking all three fingers lewdly into his mouth, moaning around them as he swirled his tongue.
He must’ve noticed Harry stopped becuase he opened his eyes to glance down at him, but never stopped sucking.
”You done already?”, he pouted. Pouted. Harry could probably count the amount of times Draco has pouted on one hand. It made him blush for some odd reason, shook him off balance, but in a good way.
Draco was batting his eyelashes at him, eyes half-lidded as he slowly sucked on his fingers, moaning excessively. Fuck Harry was getting too hard.
”But I haven’t come yet…”, he whined, the stupid pout on his face.
Harry threw the duvet off and he could see the shiver running through Draco’s body as the cold air hit him. He locked his eyes with Draco as he took his prick in mouth again, never letting go of that sinful face looking back at him, moaning and sucking on his fingers as if he loved it. Harry moved his fingers, thrusting them into his mouth, pressing on his tongue and Draco chased after him as if his life depended on it, moaning loudly as Harry shoved his fingers further back, almost making him choke.
Draco couldn’t give him a warning before he came down his throat, and Harry almost choked, unprepared for it, but he swallowed to the best of his abilities. The blond was panting heavily, drool running down his chin as Harry removed his fingers from his mouth.
He leaned back on his haunches, palming himself through the thin cotton pyjama trousers as he watched his fiancé, blissed out in his post-orgasm.
Draco grunted as he sat up, leaning over to kiss Harry. He opened his mouth to say something but the blond shush’d him, index finger over Harry’s lips to shut him up. Harry watched as Draco sunk down, spreading his bent legs apart to sink down onto the mattress, chest almost flat against it..
Harry gasped as Draco pulled his trousers down, freeing his prick. He was still so hard, just a few pumps and he would be ready to blow.
”Draco, I–” He sush’d him again, putting up one want with the palm up. ”Can you lube me up?”, he asked in such an innocent voice that made Harry shiver. He wordlessly cast the spell, he’s done it so many times not it’s basically second nature.
Draco wrapped his wet hand around his prick, pumping him slowly, he was already leaking. The blond jutted his chin out slightly, flicking his tongue out to lick the head before sucking it into his mouth. ”You taste good”, he whispered, hand kept pumping him. ”What?”, Harry choked, he wasn’t sure if he heard correctly or not. His gaze was so focused on Draco below him, how can such a filthy man act so innocent?
The blond started pumping him faster and Harry moaned loudly, Draco knew he was close. He thread his fingers into Draco’s hair, loving how it looked all tousled up from sex, from him. He didn’t even protest this time, only letting out a moan in approval.
It took all Harry had to not start thrusting into Draco’s mouth. His mouth was open, panting, he could feel his hot breath on the head but Draco didn’t suck him. He just look at it, his hand doing all the work.
”Draco– I’m close”, he panted and Draco sped up his hand. Harry was quickly reaching his orgasm, and Draco opened his mouth wider, tongue out. Fuck he looks bloody amazing.
Harry came into Draco’s mouth, as soon as the first splurts hit his tongue Draco took his whole lenght into his mouth and Harry choked on his moan, gasping loudly as Draco kept swallowing around the head. His legs were shaking and hand trembling in the blond hair. Draco slowly pulled off, licking the head clean and then slumped back against the pillow again.
Harry stared at him. Blinking. Who was this man and how did Harry get so lucky?
He was panting, trying to catch his breath as he laid down next to him, pulling him close into his arms.
”Fuck I love you so much.”, he whispered, kissing him tenderly.
”I love you too.”
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They must’ve fallen back asleep because the next time Draco woke up it was almost three o’clock.
He sat up in panic and looked around, Harry was not here. He called out for him only to be met with a panicked man with wet hair and a towel half covering his lower body.
”Yes?! Is everything okay?!”, he asked panicked.
”Yes everything is fine, why are you panicking?”, he asked confused. Did Draco sound that distressed?
”I just heard you yell my name and I didn’t know if anything had happened or–”
”I’m fine, I just wondered where you went.”, Draco admitted. ”Do we have anywhere to be?”, he asked as he climbed out of bed, dragging his feet towards the bathroom.
”I have a place I wanted to take you too, they are open until five-fifty, there’s still almost three hours so no hurry.”, Harry told him as he joined him in the bathroom.
Draco got washed up and dressed, Harry didn’t tell him where they were going, but he did say they were going out to eat afterwards, nothing super fancy, but he settled for a shirt and waist-coat. Merlin knows he will show of this figure as much as he can before his bump starts to show.
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”Harry were are we going?”, he asked for the fifth time since they got to London, Harry had just been dragging him along.
”We’re almost there!”
”You last said that ten minutes ago, I’m tired of walking.”
”Here we are!”, Harry turned to grin at him, looking pleased with himself.
Draco turned around and saw the huge intricate building in front of them, it reminded him slightly of the Manor.
”What’s this?”, Draco asked as Harry led him inside. ”This, my love.” He kissed Draco’s hand, ”Is the Natural History Museum.”, Harry smiled at him. ”You like history and I thought this would be nice.” Draco wanted to cry again. Damn pregnancy hormones. He didn’t really know what to say to that, so he blinked away his tears and smiled at him, giving his cheek a quick peck.
”So what do you want to see first?”, Harry asked excitedly as he held Draco close by his hand. ”I often found human evolution interesting, seeing how muggles have evolved.”, he replied shyly, he didn’t want Harry to think of him as a nerd, but the grin he shot back at him made him smile.
The walked around the museum until they closed and still didn’t have enough time to look through everything.
”We can come back again another time if you want?”, Harry told him, because of course he did.
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Harry took him to a fancy muggle restaurant, and it really hurt Draco how he could not drink the wine, this food was made to be paired with wine.
The had their own little corner so it was peacful. One thing he loved about these fancy establishments were the fact that it was never loud. It has that touch of elegance to it, no yelling or screaming.
”So…”, Harry took a gulp of his water. Draco told him that he could have the wine if he wanted, but of course Harry insisted that ’if you can’t drink it, I won’t either’. Such a bloody Gryffindor. ”Can I ask you something… I wouldn’t say ’random’, we have mentioned it before but never actually really…”, and in pure Harry fashion he never got to the point.
”Your point, please, Harry.”, Draco rolled his eyes.
”Right,”, he cleared his throat. ”Want to talk kinks?”
Draco almost choked on his water, that was not the question he expected from him, at least not now? He grabbed his napkin and patted his mouth.
”Do I even want to know why you are asking this now?”, Draco shot back.
”Honestly? I feel like it’s a long overdue conversation to have, and last time we only kinda glazed over it.”, he shrugged, ”You know when you told me you had a think for my Auror uniform? What else do you like?”, he asked. ”Don’t get me wrong…”, he started again and Draco noticed the twirl of his hand and stopped him to ask what he did. ”Oh, just a simple muffliato”, he said as if it was as the most common thing.
”I just thought that we could explore some more, try out new things? Like I said, don’t get me wrong, I love our sex life, you’re amazing, it’s amazing, but I wouldn’t be opposed to try something new.”
Draco felt the blush creep onto his face, how can he talk about this so openly like that, in public? Sure, muffliato aside, they were still in a restaurant.
”You start then.”, Draco told him, leaning back in his chair.
”Well…”, he pondered for a moment. ”We kinda brushed over the topic that one time, but I always wanted to tie you up. So bondage, I guess? Probably pretty common, but still.”, he shrugged.
”So you want to tie me up?”, Draco cocked an eyebrow at him, crossing his arms over his chest.
”Yeah.”
”And then what?”, he asked. He is definitely not against Harry tying him up, but he wants to know just how much he has thought about this.
”Depends on where I tied you up I guess?”
”Where do you want me?”
”Honestly? Probably too many places to get it done in one session.”
Draco is trying to hard to not blush but he was really fighting a losing battle here.
”Okay, let’s say I let you tie me up, what would you do?”, he asked curiously.
”If I got you tied to the bed, I’d tie your wrists up to the headboard, then your ankles to your wrists, spreading your legs wide open for me, making you unable to close them. I want to use toys on you if you’d let me. I’d never let anyone else touch you but I kinda want to see you get fucked by another prick.”
Draco knew he was indecent as he pressed the heel of his hand on his prick. He tried to will it away, but Harry was making it very hard, pun not intended.
”I also think a sex swing could be fun?”, Harry shrugged. How is he so calm about this?
”Having you on your back with you legs spread wide, just rocking you back and forth.”
”How much have you thought about this?”, Draco choked out.
”You don’t wanna know.”, he grinned back at him. Oh sweet Merlin.
”I also had this fantasy once where I wanted to watch you get gangbanged but I don’t want anyone else to touch you so that doesn’t work.”
”You wanted me to what?”, Draco asked, feeling scandalized.
”Gangbanged. You’ve heard or it before, no?”, Harry asked innocently.
”Yes, Harry, I am aware what a gangbang entails. Why would you want that?” Draco suddenly felt very exposed for some reason.
”I don’t know?”, he shrugged, then pondered for a moment. ”I guess… I don’t know? There’s just something about seeing you get shagged that turn me on.”, he shrugged again.
”But gang– With multiple people? At once?”, he was blushing furiously.
”How offended would you be if I said I liked the thought of you being a cum dump?”
Draco had to look away. He can’t look at Harry right now. He was clenching his legs together so tight, very thankful for the table cloth covering his crotch. He was taking slow breaths, trying to calm down.
Four years. Four years they’ve been together and Harry had never been this open about his sexual fantasies before. And he decided to do it here? Draco had no idea Harry felt like this, about any of this? He didn’t know he was into bondage or– or– gangbangs?! And he liked the thought of Draco being a cum dump?!
He squeezed his eyes shut, chin resting in his palm as he leaned the elbow on the edge of the table.
”Can we get the bill, please.”, he said. It wasn’t even a question.
”Sorry, I didn’t mean to–”, Harry began to apologize.
”Bill. Please.”
Harry shut his mouth, let down the muffliato and asked the waiter for the bill and paid. Draco made a poinf of walking close behind Harry until they got handed their coats and he quickly put it on, exiting the restaurant.
”Draco I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to–”, Harry ran after him, apologizing again.
”Should we go home? I think we should go home.”, he replied quickly, tugging his coat closer around himself.
”I uh… I actually had a hotel booked for tonight but–”, Harry admitted, looking sad. ”Perfect, let’s go there.”, Draco replied, grabbing Harry’s hand in his to show him he wasn’t angry. Really, he wasn’t. He was just very, very horny.
”I– Are you sure? I can take us home instead if you prefer?”, he asked him. The look in his eyes was so sad and Draco wanted to let him know that he did nothing wrong.
”I’m sure. Please.”, Draco leaned in to kiss him, ”Take me there.”, he smiled at him and he saw Harry giving a shy smile back. ”Okay.”, he whispered.
Harry got them to a fancy hotel, the name didn’t even register in Draco’s brain, he just followed Harry up until they reached their suite.
Draco was determined to rip Harry’s clothes off the second they got inside, but he was thankful he didn’t, or he’d ruin the moment.
They stepped inside the room and it was low lit, candles and flower petals strewn on the floor that led them to the king sized bed. A pile of rose petals in the shape of a heart on top of the covers, together with a huge bouquet of flowers and a box of Draco’s favourite imported chocolate.
”Happy Valentine’s, love.”, Harry whispered, leaning in to kiss him. It wasn’t fierce or hard, it was slow and passionate, gently running his tongue over Draco’s. ”Sorry if I made you upset earlier, I didn’t mean to–”, he began to apologize again. ”You did nothing wrong.”, Draco cried. His tears running freely as he walked over to the bed, picking up the bouquet and holding it to his chest. ”This for me?”, he cried. ”They for you, sweetheart.”, Harry smiled at him and Draco only started to cry harder.
Harry walked over and wrapped his arms around him, kissing his hair and telling him it’s okay.
”I love you.”, Draco sniffled.
Harry was patient, he sat on the edge of the bed, holding Draco close as he calmed down from his crying.
”Sorry I’m crying so much all the time.”, Draco apologized, wiping his tears with Harry’s handkerchief. ”Don’t apologize, you can cry as much as you like as long as they are not sad tears.”, Harry kissed his tearstained cheeks.
”Also I wasn’t mad. At the restaurant.”, Draco began, standing up again and putting the flowers on the desk, he didn’t want to accidentally ruin them.
”I didn’t mean to make you upset or degrade you in anyway–”, Harry was quick with trying to explain himsef. Draco shook his head, ”No that’s not– You’re fine, Harry. Really. I didn’t want to leave because I got upset or felt offended, I had to leave because….”, he very quickly mumbled the last of the sentence, blushing.
”Because what?”, Harry asked confused. Draco quickly mumbled the same thing again. ”Draco I can’t hear what you’r saying when you mumble like that?”
”I had to leave becuase I got–… Pregnancy make me extra horny, okay? And you kept telling me how you wanted to– to tie me up and spread my legs and be your cum dump and I can only take so much before I–”, he was blushing furiously and he wanted to crawl away and hide. But if Harry could talk so openly about what he wanted in regards of sex, so should be.
”Oh.”
’Oh’? That’s all Harry had to say?
”Really, that’s all you have to say?”, Draco shot back.
”Did you like all that then?”, Harry asked, looking way too innocent considering the question asked.
”Of course I did!”
”Do you… Do you like being my cum dump then?”, he asked again. How can a man even ask that with such a straight and innocent face.
”I’m not gonna do the gangbang thing, but I’m not really opposed to… the other things.”, he replied shyly, unable to look Harry in the eyes.
”Come here.”, Harry smiled at him, holding his arms out for Draco to walk into. He was still sitting on the foot of the bed, wrapping his arms around Draco as he got closer and the blond in turn wrapped his arms around Harry’s shoulders. He could feel him look up at him but Draco pointedly, looked around the room instead. ”I love you very much.”, Harry said, rubbing his face against Draco’s shirt. ”I love you too, despite you telling me you want to watch me get shagged by other men.”, Draco joked and the other man gasped offended.
”I told you that I would never let that happen!” Draco grinned down at him. ”But you wanna watch.”, the blond replied, it wasn’t even a question. ”Okay hear me out–”, Harry put one of his hands up, refusing to let go of Draco with the other as he tried to defend himself. ”I’m listening.”, the blond hummed, running his fingers lazily through Harry’s messy locks.
”There are two different kinds of fantasies right? The ones where I like to fantasize and imagine specific scenarios to wank to, the thought of it, okay? And then there are the fantasizes about things I actually want to do, you get me?”, Harry tried to explain, and honestly he doesn’t. Well, maybe he gets it a little, but Harry was shit at explaining it.
”Tell me honestly, how many times have you wanked to the thought of me getting gangbanged?”, Draco tried to say with a straight face, yanking Harry’s head back by the hair to look at him. ”… pass?”, he replied insecurely. ”Harry!”, the blond gasped. ”Are you for real?”, he asked, feeling an odd mix off arousal, offense, degradation and something else he can’t really pinpoint. Embarrassment perhaps?
”Hey look, I don’t want to lie to you and say I haven’t thought about it, okay? I’m trying to be open and honest with you here, please do not kinkshame me, Draco.”, Harry tried to defend himself. Draco dislodged himself from Harry’s embrace and took a few steps away, crouching down on the floor with his head in his hands and back to Harry.
The rational part of his brain is telling him to be offended and that he shouldn’t find the thought arousing, but the rational part of his brain was not really working right now.
”With whom?”, Draco croaked out, lifting his head slightly but still turned away from Harry.
”What?”, the other man replied confused.
”Your fantasy, with who did you imagine me with?”, he asked. Did he really want to know though? What if he said people he knew and then Draco could never look them in the face ever again without thinking about how Harry thought about them shagging him.
”Oh. No one in particular actually.”
”What?”, Draco turned to look at him, this time he was confused.
”I never really see any faces except yours.”, he shrugged.
Oh Draco was about to melt into the floor. How can this man be so dirty and so sweet at the same time? How does that even work?
Draco stood back up, feeling insanely turned out by the innocent-looking man sitting by the foot of the bed. He strode over, chucking his wasit coat off in the process before he pushed Harry back on the bed by his shoulder and climbed on top to straddle him.
”Yes.”, Harry gasped under him as he put both hands on each of Draco’s thighs.
Draco slowly grinded his arse against Harry’s hips, feeling glad that he is not the only one turned on by this conversation.
He placed his palms flat on Harry’s chest, running them up and down, feeling the muscles hiding underneat his dresshirt. Leaning down to gently kiss his neck and lick the shell of his ear he whispered lowly, ”If your get your magic right we might be able to recreate something for you.”
Harry groaned, bucking his hips against Draco, ”Fuck. How?”, he asked. Draco didn’t reply immediately, he ran his lips back down Harry’s throat and jaw, placing kisses along the way, running his tongue against the seam of his lips, gently pushing inside. They took their time, leaning into the touches and feel. Draco’s hand slowly worked on unbuttoning Harry’s shirt, pushing it open and over his shoulders. He broke the kiss and sat back up, leaning back to openly stare at Harry’s chest, running his hands all over the hot, tanned skin.
”You have absolutely no right to be this hot.”, he groaned, leaning down to place kisses all over Harry’s chest. He could feel the rumble as he chuckled, but let Draco go on.
”So… Tell me about that magical recreation you mentioned.”, Harry smirked at him, pulling him up for a kiss with his thumb and index finger on his chin. ”That’s for you to figure out, you’re the powerful one.”, Draco grinned into the kiss.
”I was single for a while though, and pregnancy always makes me more horny…”, Draco began, leaning back in to kiss him again because he could never seem to get enough. Harry was running his hands under his shirt, up and down his side, his thumbs rubbing circles along the way and making him shiver. ”I have toys hidden in my bedroom at the Manor. Just saying.”, he said quickly, catching Harry’s lips in a rough kiss before he had the chance to say anything.
”Wait hold on–”, Harry broke apart the kiss anyway, so much for trying to avoid the confrontation. Draco only stared back at him, his eyes locked with Harry’s but his hands moving all over the chest beneath him.
”What kind of toys are we talking?”, he asked, Draco didn’t respond. ”… Dildos?” and Draco blushed, probably giving away the answer without uttering a word. ”Say another word and I’ll end you.”, the blond muttered, digging his nails into his chest.
”You used them a lot on yourself?”, Harry grinned at him, grabbing one of his hands and kissing his fingers, fully unfazed of Draco’s attempt to dig his claws into his chest. ”Shut up.”, Draco muttered, blushing. The grin on Harry’s face was blinding in the low lit room and he wanted to wipe that smug smile off his face.
”Tell me.”, he pulled Draco back down by the neck gently to kiss him again.
”I will most certainly not.”
Harry rubbed his nose gently across his cheek, placing feather light kisses. ”You finger yourself as you prep for them?”, he whispered, making Draco’s whole body shiver and burn up simultaneously but he didn’t reply. ”I can only imagine it, you laying down on your bed, fingering yourself.” Draco ground his hips against Harry’s, choking on a moan he tried to hold back. ”How big is it? Big?”, he asked again but Draco was determined to not give any details, he can think whatever he wants. ”I bet it’s big. Girthy. You’ve always been a bit of a size queen, haven’t you sweetheart?” he could feel the way Harry was smiling against his neck. ”Shut up.”, Draco muttered, rocking his hips against Harry’s.
Draco let out a yelp and was almost knocked off balance as Harry thrust his hips hard against his arse. Harry grabbed his thighs as he hoisted the both of them further up the bed, laying against the pillows instead of by the foot of it.
”Know any fancy spells then?”, Harry asked, pulling him into a kiss. Draco felt slightly disoriented for a moment before he caught on. ”I’m not telling you anything else, Harry.”, he muttered. ”I bet you know those fancy thrusting spells to make it move on its’ on.”, he smirked against his lips, pulling on his lower lips with his teeth. ”Is that what you did? Alone in your bedroom, fingering yourself open, letting a dildo fuck you until you came.”, Harry grunted, his voice was deeper. His rough hands grabbed Draco’s hips and held him in place as he grinded his prick against his arse. It’s a surprise how Draco is still fully clothed at this point, Harry almost so. Draco let out a loud moan, loving the rough way Harry ground his hips against him.
”You have to show me sometime.”, he grunted, pulling Draco into a rough kiss, shoving his tongue inside his mouth and dragging his lips. He didn’t answer, letting the question hang in the air. He like the thought that Harry got so worked up over it, imagining all kinds of things Draco might’ve done with them.
”Get this off.”, Harry grunted again, pulling at Draco’s shirt. ”You don’t like my shirt? I’ll have you know it’s–”, Draco smirked at him but the dark look in Harry’s eyes made him shiver and stumble on his words, ”If you like the shirt so much you better remove it before I do it for you. Only difference is that it won’t be wearable after I do it.” Draco made quick work off the buttons and Harry’s hands went to his trousers, unbuckling the belt. They made clumpsy work of removing their clothes, too caught up in touching each other and just wanting the clothes off.
Harry took this opportunity to flip them over, Draco’s legs spread on each side of his hips as Harry stood between them, grinding his hips against Draco’s arse. ”You already leaking through your pants, babe.”, Harry chuckled, palming his prick through the pants. ”And whose bloody fault is that?”, he shot back annoyed, letting a moan slip past his lips.
”If I asked you nicely, would you put on a show for me?”, Harry asked, kissing his chest and looking up at Draco with pleading eyes. ”What show?”, he whispered hoarsely, clearing his throat and tried to will the blush away. Harry reached up and leaned down agains his ear, ”I want you to finger yourself open for me.”, he whispered, placing a gentle kiss in the junction just below his ear, making Draco shiver.
Draco has never really liked being watched or been put in the spotlight when it came to sex. It made him feel embarrassed and extremely exposed. It’s one thing to do it alone with no one else around, that way he doesn’t care how lewd he’s being, but knowing someone is watching him while he does it? It’s embarrassing.
”I’m–…”, he choked out. ”I’d love to watch you pleasuring yourself.”, Harry whispered against his neck, trailing kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. ”It’s embarrassing…”, Draco admitted, blushing. He wrapped his arms around Harry and hugged him close, his face pressed into the crook of Draco’s neck so he couldn’t see his face.
”You don’t like me watching you?”, Harry asked gently.
”It’s not–… It’s just embarrassing. Having people watch me when I…”, he blushed, turning his head to the side, away from Harry’s.
”I find you extremely sexy, Draco. I want to know how you pleasure yourself when I’m not there.”, he kissed his neck.
”I don’t know if I…”, Draco pondered for a moment. He knew that Harry wouldn’t force him to do anything, but he still felt shy. ”What if I look stupid?”
Harry sat back up, with some struggle as Draco tried to hold him down to avoid seeing his face. He grabbed one of Draco’s hand and kissed his knuckles.
”You will not look stupid, that much I can promise you. I even find you sexy doing the laundry, Draco.”, Harry admitted, making him chuckle. ”The laundry?”, he asked amused. ”Yes. The way you balance that basket on your hips like that? You have very sexy hips, have I told you that?” And that made Draco laugh. His hips? Of all things? His arse makes sense, but his hips? Not just the hips, but the way he balance their laundry basket on them?
Harry was grinning at him, probably pleased with the way he made him laugh.
”I won’t force you to do anything though, if you don’t want to that’s okay.”, Harry leaned in to kiss him. ”Will you let me take care of you tonight?”, he whispered against his lips and Draco nodded.
Harry places kisses down his chest, stopping to take one of his nipples into his mouth and sucking on it, running his tongue around and over it. His hand was palming Draco’s prick through his pants, precome already seeping through the fabric.
Harry placed a thumb over the leaking head, rubbing it. Draco dragged out a loud moan, enjoying the friction of the fabric and Harry’s thumb, his legs spreading wider. Harry leaned back and grabbed the edge of Draco’s pants with his fingers, slowly pulling them down, seeing the way the let patch stuck to him, a string of precome dragging along with it before breaking and Draco shivered.
Harry threw them to the side and scootched down the bed, placing a hand each on Draco’s thighs, hoisting him up slightly. He silently accio’d one of the pillows and put under his hips for a better angle.
He placed kisses along the inside of his thighs, sucking on the skin in the junction between his thigh and crotch. Licked a long stripe over his balls and along the lenght, cleaning off the precome.
He spread Draco’s cheeks apart and licked his puckered hole, loving the way Draco whimpered and moaned under him, clutching the cheeks in his hands. He thrust his tongue out, prodding at the entrance and circling his tongue around it before pushing inside. Sucking and licking his way into Draco’s sensitive hole, his legs pressed back against his chest as Harry’s face was buried in his arse.
He doesn’t know how Harry does it, but he always manage to make Draco lose his mind with the way he eat him out. God I lovs this man.
Harry let go of Draco’s hole with a wet sound, licking over it one more time before he thrust his middle finger inside, pumping it back and forth. He wiped his mouth the the back of his hand, his eyes darting between Draco and his arse as he fucked his middle finger into him. ”More”, Draco whined and Harry grinned at him, adding another finger. Draco fell back into the pillows, closing his eyes and focused on the way Harry’s fingers felt inside him, dragging along the walls and crooking his fingers against the side, occasionally rubbing over his prostate that made Draco hitch. ”You feel so good.”, he moaned and Harry placed a kiss by the inside of his knee.
Draco didn’t know if it was a good idea or not, but he gave it a shot. For Harry. He slid his hand down his body and slowly rubbed them over his nipples, flinching slightly at the initial touch. He opened his eyes slowly as caugh Harry’s eyes, staring at him, mouth slightly agape. Loving the way Harry was looking at him, he pinches his nipples, rolling the hard nubs between his fingers, panting. ”Is this… is this good?”, he asked embarrassed, his blush reaching down his body. ”It’s fucking perfect.”, Harry said, unable to let his eyes off the hands playing with his nipples. Harry must’ve mindlessly gone onto auto-pilot, his fingers were still fucking him but it felt… monotone.
He slowly slid one of his hands down his stomach, leaving one red nipple exposed, He reached around himself and let his fingers tug at one of Harry’s, snapping the brunette’s attention to them. Harry shook his head to snap out of his momentary trance and looked down at the hands. His two fingers still inside Draco.
Draco prodded his hole gently before pushing one of his own fingers inside next to Harry’s, and the look on Harry’s face alone was worth all the embarrassment he might feel.
”Don’t stop.”, he moaned, and Harry looked up at him with such lustblown eyes that Draco almost came on the spot. Harry started thrusting his fingers again, along side Draco’s, but he could tell by the say he stuttered or occasionally stopped that he was too focused on watching Draco’s finger instead of moving his own.
Draco slipped his finger back out and Harry let out a sound of protest. ”No wait–”, he gasped and Draco almost wanted to laugh, he’s adroable. Horny, but adroable.
Draco’s grabbed Harry’s wrist with his own hand, slowly pulling his fingers out and the other man looked up at him confused but Draco didn’t say anything. He watched Harry’s confused expression as he slowly slipped three of his own fingers inside, the way he usually does it when he’s alone, trying to stretch himself.
Harry was panting heavily, his gaze locked on Draco’s fingers pumping into himself. Part of him wanted to hide, he felt embarrassed, but seeing the way Harry was watching him made him want to go on. He wasn’t sure of what he was doing, and he felt uncharacteristically shy, but he kept moving his fingers.
He spread his legs wider, fucking his fingers faster and moaning loudly and Harry threw his head back and let out a loud groan as he did, ”Fuuuck” he could hear him groan under his breath. He was on the edge. He felt like he’s gonna come but he doesn’t want to. Not yet, not by his own fingers. He was about to pull his fingers out but the moment he did Harry told him to stop, and he froze in place.
”Don’t. Keep fucking yourself. I wanna see you come.” Unable to refuse his fiancé’s request, he began thrusting his fingers again, he was already on the edge and he knew it wouldn’t take much to reach his climax.
Draco was panting loudly, moaning around his fingers as he kept his eyes locked at Harry’s gaze. His fiancé’s eyes was glued to his fingers, watching him fuck himself open on them, stretching himself for him. He saw the way Harry was palming and stroking his own prick out side his pants, the wet spot of precome prominent.
Draco didn’t give a verbal warning as he came, his legs shaking, toes curling, back arching and his fist clutched in the bedsheets as he came all over himself. He kept fingering himself as he rode out the orgasm, slumping back onto the bed again, panting heavily.
”Holy fucking shit that was the sexiest thing I’ve seen, I bloody love you so much you attractive, handsome, sexy man.”, Harry said in a hurry as he leaned over Draco’s panting body to kiss him hard and all Draco could do was give him a lazy smile back as he tried to regain his energy.
Harry was placing kisses all over his face, ”Stooop”, Draco protested, chuckling. Lazily shoving a hand on his head, making Harry stop. ”No I didn’t actually mean for you to stop, go on.” Harry laughed at him but resumed his kissing assault, making Draco giggle.
When Harry finally let go of Draco’s face, when he finally caught his breath again, he placed a hand on the mattress on each side of Draco’s waist, leaning down to like the cum off his body, Draco shivered. ”Fuck you don’t have to do that.”, he gasped as he looked on. ”Want to.”, Harry mumbled, licking up the last of it and made a point to look Draco in the eyes as he swallowed and Draco felt his prick stir again.
”You know this is only the beginning, right?”, Harry grinned at him.
Merlin have mercy on my arse.
”If you are not opposed to it…”, Harry said as he climbed off the bed for a moment, running back with a box in hand. ”I brought some stuff we might try?”, he grinned at him and held up an item in his hand.
”What’s that?”, Draco asked confused, it was small, what could that possibly be used for. ”It’s a cock ring.”, Harry explained the use of it and told him he wanted Draco to wear it. ”Why me?” And Harry grinned at him.
”Because I also got this.” Harry picked up another item, one that Draco was familiar with, a butt plug.
”So you just want to use all toys you could find on me, is that it?”, he asked. ”No.”, Harry said but paused for a second, ”Actually yes, but that wasn’t my plan for today.” Draco kicked him lightly in the chest with his foot.
”If you would allow me…” His voice got so much deeper and he kissed the inside of his thighs again. ”I want you to be my cum dump for the night.”, he said, voice hoarse that made Draco shiver.
”So you mean…”, Draco began, staring at the plug and ring in his hand. ”I mean that I want to fill you up and then plug you up between sessions, but I don’t want you to come yet.”, Harry explained and Draco felt his stomach do a backflip. He felt giddy. ”Okay.”, he whispered, and he could see the way Harry’s eyes lit up.
”I do have other toys as well, but I thought we’d–”, Harry began explaining excitedly. ”One thing at a time, Harry. Put that one and come in me then we can talk other toys.”, Draco said with a suddenly confidence he wasn’t sure himself were it came from, but it got Harry hot.
Harry put the cock ring on Draco and grabbed his thighs, spreading them apart again. ”You stretched yourself open for me so good.”, he groaned, rubbing the head of his prick around the entrance before slowly sinking into the heat. Draco clenched around him, Harry had always been big, that’s one of the things he loved about him. The stretch always burned but it felt so good. He sunk all the way to the hilt, stopping for a moment before he began thrusting his hips. This first load shouldn’t take long, Draco saw how hard he was as he watched Draco finger himself, the way he gripped his prick to not come yet.
Draco thurst his hips back against him, loving how deep he hit every time. He clutched the sheets as he moaned around Harry’s cock, Harry held his legs spread wide, picking up his speed as he fucked into him at a brutal pace, almost making Draco slam into the headboard. Draco moaned loudly, chanting Harry’s nice along with filthy nonsense.
”So deep–”
”Fuck me–”
”Moremoremore–”
”Harder–”
”Fuck you’re so deep–”
Harry’s body shuddered as he came deep inside him, slumping his body over Draco’s trying to catch his breath.
”Fuck.”, he mumbled, slowly pulling out. Draco felt some cum slip down his hole and Harry ran the tip of his cock over it, thrusting back into Draco a couple times to fuck it back into him. Harry didn’t even seem to think about what he was doing, but Draco that just watched it all right in front of him, felt it, he blushed hard at the thought of what Harry just did.
Harry reached over and grabbed the plug, lubing it up before he slipped it inside, plugging him up with Harry’s cum inside him. The thought alone made him feel butterflies and he had no idea why. Shouldn’t he be grossed out about it? Isn’t this weird?
Harry leaned back up to kiss him again, slumping down next to him for a moment.
”Oh, I forgot to show you, but the end of the plug has this really cute emeral stone on it, I thought it would be perfect for you.”, Harry grinned at himm kissing the tip of his nose. ”I’m not sure if that’s really sweet or really weird?”, Draco chuckled.
”How are you feeling?”, his fiancé asked, Harry’s palm was resting on his chest and Draco had entwined their fingers.
He pondered for a moment, ”Weird. But like.. In a good way?”
”Good.”, Harry kissed his cheek before he sat up.
”Right of the bat, is there anything you know you don’t like or don’t want to try?”, Harry asked, sitting cross-legged next to him.
”Uhm...Not that I can think of in the moment, no.”
”Okay so…”, Harry said, reaching over Draco’s body to grab that box again. ”I got this, which I kinda want to try on you.”, he said, grinning. It was a huge dildo, ribbed with a very prominent head. ”You seriously think that will fit?”, Draco gulped. Harry turned it over in his hand, inspecting it, ”Why wouldn’t it?”, he shrugged as he put it next to his own prick, comparing. ”Oh my god don’t compare them like that!”, Draco slapped his hand away, feeling embarrassed for him. ”It’s really not that different size wise? Considering how well you take me you can definitely take this one.” Does he have to speak like that? It made Draco feel embarrassed all over again.
Feeling shy all of a sudden, he pulled his legs together, biting his lower lip as he considered it. ”Will you use it on me? Or do you mean both at once?”, he asked shyly.
”Both at once?”, Harry blushed. That as probably the first time he saw Harry blush in embarrassment since they started this whole sex-talk. ”You mean like.. double–” Draco cut him off. ”I thought that’s what you meant!”, he uttered embarrassed.
”Oh no! I just meant I want to fuck you with this, I’m not sure it’s a good idea to use this size if you want to get dp’d”
”Oh my god Harry don’t just say that!”
”Hey I’m just saying–” Draco kicked him again, hiding his face behind his arms. ”Yes you can use it.”, he mumbled. He lifted his arm slightly when Harry didn’t respond and saw his blushing face. ”Just so you know, I’m not against dp-ing you if you want to–” ”Harry just fuck me the dildo before I do it myself!”, Draco threw one of the pillows at him.
”Draco you ought to know by now that I want to see you fuck yourself on one of them.”, he said but crawled on the bed to move between his thighs anyway.
”That day is not today.”
”But someday?”, Harry looked up hopeful at him.
”That day is not today.”, Draco repeated.
Harry slowly slipped the plug out, it was coated in some of his cum and he wiped if off on him. Draco was still hard from when Harry fucked him, the cock ring preventing him from coming yet, so feeling the prodding of the head of the dildo against his hole automatically made him spread his legs as he let out a moan.
Harry watched on in amazement in the way Draco reacted to it, how loud he moaned when the huge, prominent head slipped inside and Draco curled his toes into the sheets. ”Fuck that’s big.”, he whined but pushed back down against it, wanting to take more of it inside.
”Wait hold on–”, Harry suddenly said, slowly slipping the dildo back out and Draco whined at the loss. ”Harry that was really mean.”, Draco tried to look angry but failed, considering the smile on Harry’s face in response.
”I just remembered I got these for you as well.”, he said as he showed him a pair of leather cuffs. Draco didn’t even say anything, just put both his wrists out for him to put them on, but apparently Harry seemed to have other ideas.
”Remember what I told you at the restaurant?”, he asked as he cast a nonverbal incarcerous on his wrists, tying each of his arms up to either side of the headboard. ”That you wanted to tie me up?”, Draco supplied, looking between the rope and cuffs and Harry. ”Yes, and I wanted you spread open for him.”, he whispered, leaning in to kiss Draco as he put on the cuffs, connecting his ankle with his wrist on each side.
He felt so exposed, unable to close his legs. The restraints were tight, but it didn’t hurt.
”If you want me to take them off you just tell me so, okay?”, he kissed the corner of his mouth as Draco agreed.
He picked the dildo back up again, rubbing its’ head against the cum that had slipped out bafore he pushed it inside and Draco’s body jerked against the binds. ”You’re taking it so well, baby.”, Harry told him over and over as he slowly fucked more of the dildo into his hole, stretching him even more.
Draco was panting heavily, feeling the ribbed texture and the edge of the head of the dildo run over his prostate multiple times. He curled his toes and clamped his hands but had nothing to hold on to.
Harry was working in a leisurely pace, thrusting the dildo back and forth, watching how Draco’s hold stretched around its’ shaft.
”Harder”, he moaned. Harry pulled it all the way out, seeing the head catch onto the edge before it popped out, making Draco moan. He rubbed it against his hole a couple times, seeing it covered in his own cum before he roughly pushed it back all the way inside, the flared based flush against Draco’s arse as he screamed in pleasure, his back arching off the bed and he was panting heavily. ”Again”, he managed to croak out and Harry pulled out just to slam in back inside again.
He thrust the dildo hard into him, picking up is pace slightly as Draco wanted to cum so bad. He felt it in his whole body but the bloody ring on his cock wouldn’t let him.
Harry kept abusing his hole, loving the way Draco’s body writhe and jerk against the bind, the loud moand and heavy panting. He knew the dildo was on the bigger side, but, as Harry once told him, he can be a bit of a size queen sometimes. The stretched burned so good, the way the head caught the edge and slammed so deep inside him. As Harry did one last hard thrust, pushing the flared base harder against the arse just to get it as deep as possible, Draco’s body shook and he let out a loud moan legs shaking, eyes rolled back into his head.
”Fuck..”, he slumped his head back against the pillow.
”Holy fuck. Did you just have a dry orgasm?”, Harry gulped, slowly pulling the dildo out and plugging him back up. Draco couldn’t talk, not yet. He laid there, trying to catch his breah again. He had no idea what just happened, but it made him feel amazing.
Harry was running his hands up and down his thighs, placing gentle kisses on them until Draco regained his consciousness.
”That was so bloody sexy.”, Harry said hoarsely, and Draco didn’t even know what to say so he just smiled back at him, feeling blissed out.
”You gonna fuck me again, Mister?”, Draco asked and the look on Harry’s face told him he was not prepared for that question.
”You sure your fiancé won’t mind?”, Harry joked, smirking at him as he kneaded his cheeks in his hands.
”My fiancé wanted to see me get gangbanged, I don’t think he’ll mind.”, Draco shot back, cocking an eyebrow.
”I heard he’d posessive.”, Harry leaned over him, pushing his thighs against his chest as he leaned down to kiss him.
”Oh he is. He’ll probably kill you if he found out.”, Draco grinned.
”For you? Worth it.”
Harry stroked his prick a couple times before he pulled the plug back out again, lining himself up and thrust inside. The dildo had already loosened him up for him so Harry just thrust right in. Draco was still tied up, and he could see the way he was watching him, the way his legs were spread open wide for him, tied back. Harry watched the way his prick fucked into him, pushing an experimental thumb in with it. He seemed pleased with what he did so he placed both hands on his thighs, right where they connect to his arse and pushed both thumbs inside, stretching his hole with them. ”Fuck you’re so fucking stretched.”, he grunted to himself and gave his arse a loud slap, making Draco yelp.
Harry picked up his speed, holding Draco by his tied up thighs as he thrust into him, angling his hips to hit his prostate and Draco felt the way his eyes were rolling back again. Harry gave two hard thrusts, grinding into him as he came again and made sure to plug him back up when he pulled out.
He let down the restraints and let Draco’s limps rest.
”You okay?”, Harry asked, rubbing his wrist soothingly. There were no marks and it didn’t hurt, but he appreciate the gesture. ”I am bloody fantastic actually.”, he admitted. He can’t remember the last time he felt this good to be honest, he and Harry really should’ve talked about this sooner.
Hopefully they get through most of the things they want to try before Draco get too big.
”What’s next in your box of mysteries then?”, Draco rolled his head to the side, smiling lazily at Harry.
”Hhmm…”, he hummed, putting his thumb and index finger on his chin. ”I wanted to spit-roast you but I guess your limbs are too weak right now.”
”Spit-roast?”, Draco asked confused.
”Yeah, it’s where you stand on all four and one person shag you from behind and the other fucks your mouth.”, Harry explained, making Draco blush.
”You don’t expect me to suck off some rando do you?!”, he asked shocked.
”No no! Absolutely not! If anyone else even dare to touch you I’ll personally kill them.”, Harry said so seriously that it made Draco laugh. ”Good to know.”, he chuckled. ”What was your plan then?”, he asked.
”You either suck off or fuck the dildo, and then I’ll just be the other one.”, he shrugged.
”…. Okay we can do that.”
”Right now? Aren’t your limbs tired? We can do something else.”, Harry asked concerned.
”It’s fine.”, Draco assured him, getting on all four. ”So which one do you wanna be?”, he smirked at him, making Harry blush.
”Uhm.. Take turns?”
”Sure.”, Draco chuckled, reaching back to grab the neglected dildo again.
”Turn around for me.”, he said, making Draco face him and his arse towards the headboard. He is thankful that he looked up a handful of self-play spells before this. He leaned over Draco’s body and over his back, pulling the plug back out and lining the dildo up with his hole. He shivered when he felt Draco lick his shaft as he was busy adjusting the dildo for him.
”You tease.”, he grunted and he could feel Draco smirk against him, sucking of of his balls into his mouth. He let out a moan as Harry penetrated the dildo, casting the spell on it to make it thrust by itself.
Leaning back again he grabbed Draco’s chin, rubbing the pad of his thumb over his shiny lips, they were already covered in a light coat of precome. Harry grabbed the base of his prick, rubbing the head against Draco’s glisterning lips, prodding the mouth, ”Open up for me.” And Draco opened his mouth, letting his tongue hang out as Harry slapped his prick against it, watching Draco moan.
He shoved his prick inside and Draco gagged at the sudden intrusion but quickly adjusted. Harry watched the way Draco took his prick, all the way to the base, burying his nose in his pubes before slowly sliding out again, he bobbed his head, sucking along the lenght a couple times before he turned all his focus on the head. He kept sucking on and licking it, loving the way it felt against his tongue and lips, the salty taste of Harry’s precome. He wrapped his hips arond the head and bobbed shallowly, loving how sensitive Harry was.
Harry’s fingers tugged on his hair and he could tell he refrained from thrusting his hips. He watched ass Draco sucked on his head with suck frevor and the way the dildo fucked him from behind.
All too sudden he felt the dildo slam into him, making he rock forward onto Harry’s prick, the head hitting the back of his throat and Harry let out a loud moan. ”Fuck.” Hearing His deep voice made him shiver.
Draco pulled off for a second, looking up at Harry, ”Fuck my mouth.”, he said and didn’t even bother for a response before he took the prick in mouth again. Harry looked at him like ’are you sure?’ and he moaned around his prick in response.
Harry’s grip in his hair was sturdy, he put his other hand on the side of his head as he began thrusting into his mouth, the dildo behind him rocking him forward and Harry almost didn’t have to do anything, letting gravity do its’ work on shoving Draco back and forth onto the cocks inside him.
”Fuck I’m close Draco–”, Harry groaned. The dildo’s pace also slowed down and Draco whined as Harry slipped his prick out. He leaned back down to lick the head again but earned a chuckle and light shove from Harry. ”Stop it, you’re gonna make me come too fast.” He smirked back at him, loving how easily he could make him come if he wanted to.
”Flip around for me again?”, Harry asked and Draco obliged. He gave his arse a loud slap and kneaded his cheeks, watching the cum run down his thighs. He quickly lined up, not wanting to let any more slip out until he’s done. The dildo was placed in height with Draco’s face as he thrust into his mouth, Draco happily moaning around it. Making a show of it with how much louder or more he moaned around the fake prick compared to Harry’s.
”Oh you prefer that, do you?”, Harry grunted, grabbing his hips in a bruising grip. Draco wasn’t an idiot, he knew what he was doing. Riling Harry up always made him become more rough, he had a tendency to always be delicate with Draco even when he wanted it more rough, and he has noticed that the key.
Harry thrust hard into him, slamming his hips hard against his arse, rocking him back an forth into the pricks again and Draco loved how hard he was gripping his hips, how hard he slammed into him, he was fast and brutal and it made his limbs shake.
The wet, gagging sounds Draco made from sucking on the dildo made Harry work even harder, he pulled back hard on Draco’s hips, pushing his prick in deep as he dildo in his mouth slipped out when Draco opened his mouth in a loud moan. Harry pressed a hand on his upper back, pushing him down into the mattress, his head on the side as his hands clutched the sheets. Harry realigned his his, putting one leg up to piston hard into him in that angle Draco loved so much.
He was fierce, pounding into him as he fucked Draco into the mattress. His eyes were rolling back and he panted and moaned heavily, toes curling so hard he lifted his legs, knuckes white in the way he grasped at the sheets and he came loudly in another dry orgasm. Harry came inside him, panting loudly, reaching for that plug again and the second Draco felt it slip in he tipped over on the bed.
They laid there for a moment and Draco wasn’t even sure if he was even awake still.
”Fuck you’re amazing.”, Harry groaned, reaching over to kiss him lazily. Draco would respond if he would, but he didn’t trust his mouth right now, his jaw slack and his brain couldn’t form sentences.
When Draco finally calmed down, he dragged himself up on the bed again, resting his head on Harry’s chest as he ran his rough fingers through his blond hair.
”Think you got one more in you?”, Draco asked and Harry’s fingers halted. ”Are you sure? You seem to be at your limit right now.”, Harry asked. The blond leaned up to kiss him gently. ”One more. No toys, just us. I want to ride you.”, he blushed, hiding his face in the crook of Harry’s neck. ”Fuck.”, he could hear him whisper under his breath.
”If you’re sure.”, he kissed his nose, sitting up. ”But you tell me if you get too tired, okay?”
”Harry I’m not a baby, I know my limits.”, Draco rolled his eyes as he straddled him on the bed.
He reached around himself and grabbed the flare of the plug but stopped right before he pulled it out. ”Do you wanna pull it out?”, he stopped to ask Harry and he saw the way his prick twitched at the question, making him smirk. Harry was so easy.
”Turn around for me babe.”, Harry cleared his throat and Draco spun around. ”Spread those cheeks for me.” And Draco happily obliged, his previous shyness long gone. Harry grabbed the flare and tugged on in a couple times before he slowly pulled it out, watching as some of his cum slid down Draco’s thighs.
”Fuck you’re so hot.”, Harry gasped.
Draco turned back around again, facing Harry with a smirk, straddling his hips again. He reached behind himself to grab Harry’s prick, aligning it with his hole. He swiped a finger to dry off some of the cum running down his legs and made a show of licking it off his finger, Harry’s prick twitching in his hand.
He slowly pushed down on the head, moaning in pleasure as the head slipped past the ring again. He was already so stretched so taking Harry all the way in in one swift motion was no problem, he easily slid all the way down, the cum helping him as lube.
He let out a loud moan as he bottomed out, pushing down a little extra to feel the head push deep inside him.
He placed his palms on Harry’s chest, grinding his hips back and forth, just enjoying that feeling of his prick rubbing inside him. He threw his head back, focusing on the feeling. ”You feel so good, Harry.”, he moaned. Harry ran his hands up and down Draco’s thighs, watching him enjoy himself. ”Babe can we take this off now?”, Draco whined, still rolling and grinding his hips against Harry. He looked confused for a minute before he quickly reached over to remove the cock ring from Draco.
It wouldn’t take long for him to come, he started bouncing on Harry’s prick, he placed hos hands on each side of Harry’s shoulders, rocking against him. He rolled his hips as he bounced on it, Harry grabbed his arse to help him keep the balance. ”Fuck me.”, Draco groaned loudly as he picked up his speed, his head almost resting on Harry’s shoulder as he bounced up and down, chasing his orgasm. ”Come on baby.”, Harry groaned. He didn’t thrust of rock his hips, he let Draco do all the work, reaching his orgasm. It was messy and wet, the cum leaking out his hole as he fucked himself on Harry’s prick.
”Ah– Ah–”, he whined.
”Mmmhhh yees, yesyes–”
”Fuck right there!”
”Harryharryharry–”
Draco came loudly, his whole body shaking, head buried in the crook of Harry’s neck, his chest pressed against his and he rubbed himself against Harry’s abs. He panted and whined and Harry wrapped his arms tightly around him as he came inside him one last time.
They laid like that for a moment. Panting and trying to catch their breaths. This is far from what Draco expected for this year’s Valentine’s Day, but he is definitely not disappointed.
He slowly rolled off of him, Harry’s prick slipping out and he couldn’t be bothered about all the cum that were running down along his legs. Harry got up and put all the toys away then came back with a couple of wet towels, drying Draco off. This time Draco made sure to remind Harry to use that spell, there was no need to get pregnant a third time. Can he even get pregnant while he is pregnant? Probably not, but he is not taking any risks.
While Harry was done cleaning them both up, he crawled into bed with him under the covers, pulling Draco close to him, giving him a slow kiss.
”You are absolutely amazing, do you know that? Fuck I love you so much.”, Harry told him as he pulled him closer to him, kissing him again.
”I see now why you were so obsessed with me being pregnant. You have a breeding kink.”, Draco said, making Harry freeze. ”What?”
”You got a breeding kink.”, Draco repeated.
”No I don’t?”
”Yes. You do.”
Harry looked at him as if he had grown another head.
”Harry. You’re literally obsessed with the idea of getting me pregnant and it also turned out that you love to come in me? That is basically a breeding kink.”, he explained and Harry still looked at him with a shocked expression.
”I have a breeding kink?”, he said stupidly.
”Yes, you idiot.”, Draco rolled his eyes, for someone that was all into discussins kinks he had no idea what his own even was. ”And that’s fine, Harry.”, he tried to reassure him.
”Are you sure? I don’t want to be weird. Can we not be weird about it?”, he asked nervously. Draco turned to stare at him, is this man for real?
”Harry. If I had a problem with it, do you really think I would’ve spent the last hours indulging in your kink?” He could practically see the cogs in his brain trying to turn.
”Do–… Do you also like it?”, Harry whispered, his arms still wrapped around Draco.
”I did enjoy it, yes. Now stop worrying and go to sleep, I am exhausted.”, he leaned in to kiss him again, showing him how much he loved and appreciate him. ”I love you.”
”Fuck I bloody love you so much.”, Harry grunted, burying his face in Draco’s hair, making him chuckle.
”If I can’t walk tomorrow that is on you, and you have to explain to my mother why.”, Draco said before he turned off the lights.
”Wait now hold on–”