The Date, Part 28
Title: The Date, Part 28
Author:
digthewriter
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 600
Rating: R
Challenge/Summary: Draco gets worried. Written for prompt SMOOTH for
hp_may_madness DAY 28.
Notes: Unbetaed
Draco gulped, trying to hold his moan. Having Potter want you was one thing. Having Potter make suggestive propositions was a totally new game of Quidditch. His desire - his intense desire for Potter tonight took him by surprise. Sure, it'd been fun to flirt with him and leave him hanging, he'd truly not think it was that big of a deal but…
"Shit you're saying to me…" Draco breathed out. It was all he could manage.
"There's stuff I can do…" Potter said, sliding down to his knees and taking a hold of Draco's belt. Draco had no idea Potter could be this smooth. He quickly chucked the belt away and pulled down Draco's trousers and pants and hummed lightly.
"You've been hiding this from me?" Potter teased, and when Draco raked his fingers through Potter's hair, Potter closed his eyes and nuzzled Draco's balls. "Want you…" Draco thought he heard Potter mumble.
"Then do it. Take me in your mouth," replied Draco. "Things I want to do to you-" Draco moaned, his words, his thoughts, getting lost and jumbled as Potter first, sucked on his balls, and then raked his tongue up Draco's shaft and then sucking on the tip. "Potter!" Draco whined.
"I'm sucking you off, Draco, the least you can do is call me Harry."
"But…" Draco groaned again when Potter swirled his tongue around the head of Draco's cock and then took him all in. "I like the idea of fucking Potter's mouth."
This time, Potter groaned, around Draco's cock and his hands travelled up from Draco's ankles, to his legs, and then grabbing his arse as he tried to take Draco all the way in his mouth.
"Now, every time I call you Potter, you'll think of how you got down on your knees for me…"
When the head of Draco's cock hit the back of Potter's throat, he bit his lower lip. He was already so close, but he didn't want to come just yet. He wanted to enjoy this…their first time; hoping he'd have this opportunity again. Wouldn't he? "Harry…" he whispered.
Potter pulled off Draco's cock with a pop and looked up at him. Draco opened his eyes, not knowing when he'd closed them and met Potter's eyes. "What?" Draco asked.
"Don't get lost in your thoughts."
"What?" Draco asked, frantic; missing Potter's wet mouth.
"You got lost there…you stopped bucking your hips…You get like this when you start thinking about something unrelated to what you're doing."
"You know I stop fucking someone's mouth if I get distracted?" Draco asked, confused.
"No…" Potter said, sounding annoyed. "I've watched you, I know how you are when you're concentrating, and how you are when you get distracted…It was so good until, I don't know, you started thinking about - where'd you go?"
Draco shook his head.
Potter grabbed Draco's balls and squeezed lightly. "I won't suck you until you come if you don't tell me-"
"Fuck, Potter. What's with you?"
"Where'd you go?"
"I just wondered if we'd do this again." And panicked when I thought this would be a one-off.
"And why wouldn't we?" Potter asked, sounding far too genuine and concerned. "Don't you want to?"
"Do you?"
Potter rolled his eyes and returned to sucking on Draco's cock.
Draco assumed that was response enough. He was glad for it, focusing on Potter. Potter's mouth on him, his hands on Draco's arse, and the way his fingers were playing with Draco.
Yes, of course, they were going to do this again. Because Draco wanted it, and so did Potter, and Draco needed to focus on fucking Potter. Not worrying.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/611782.html. Thanks for reading
Author:
digthewriter
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 600
Rating: R
Challenge/Summary: Draco gets worried. Written for prompt SMOOTH for
hp_may_madness DAY 28.
Notes: Unbetaed
Draco gulped, trying to hold his moan. Having Potter want you was one thing. Having Potter make suggestive propositions was a totally new game of Quidditch. His desire - his intense desire for Potter tonight took him by surprise. Sure, it'd been fun to flirt with him and leave him hanging, he'd truly not think it was that big of a deal but…
"Shit you're saying to me…" Draco breathed out. It was all he could manage.
"There's stuff I can do…" Potter said, sliding down to his knees and taking a hold of Draco's belt. Draco had no idea Potter could be this smooth. He quickly chucked the belt away and pulled down Draco's trousers and pants and hummed lightly.
"You've been hiding this from me?" Potter teased, and when Draco raked his fingers through Potter's hair, Potter closed his eyes and nuzzled Draco's balls. "Want you…" Draco thought he heard Potter mumble.
"Then do it. Take me in your mouth," replied Draco. "Things I want to do to you-" Draco moaned, his words, his thoughts, getting lost and jumbled as Potter first, sucked on his balls, and then raked his tongue up Draco's shaft and then sucking on the tip. "Potter!" Draco whined.
"I'm sucking you off, Draco, the least you can do is call me Harry."
"But…" Draco groaned again when Potter swirled his tongue around the head of Draco's cock and then took him all in. "I like the idea of fucking Potter's mouth."
This time, Potter groaned, around Draco's cock and his hands travelled up from Draco's ankles, to his legs, and then grabbing his arse as he tried to take Draco all the way in his mouth.
"Now, every time I call you Potter, you'll think of how you got down on your knees for me…"
When the head of Draco's cock hit the back of Potter's throat, he bit his lower lip. He was already so close, but he didn't want to come just yet. He wanted to enjoy this…their first time; hoping he'd have this opportunity again. Wouldn't he? "Harry…" he whispered.
Potter pulled off Draco's cock with a pop and looked up at him. Draco opened his eyes, not knowing when he'd closed them and met Potter's eyes. "What?" Draco asked.
"Don't get lost in your thoughts."
"What?" Draco asked, frantic; missing Potter's wet mouth.
"You got lost there…you stopped bucking your hips…You get like this when you start thinking about something unrelated to what you're doing."
"You know I stop fucking someone's mouth if I get distracted?" Draco asked, confused.
"No…" Potter said, sounding annoyed. "I've watched you, I know how you are when you're concentrating, and how you are when you get distracted…It was so good until, I don't know, you started thinking about - where'd you go?"
Draco shook his head.
Potter grabbed Draco's balls and squeezed lightly. "I won't suck you until you come if you don't tell me-"
"Fuck, Potter. What's with you?"
"Where'd you go?"
"I just wondered if we'd do this again." And panicked when I thought this would be a one-off.
"And why wouldn't we?" Potter asked, sounding far too genuine and concerned. "Don't you want to?"
"Do you?"
Potter rolled his eyes and returned to sucking on Draco's cock.
Draco assumed that was response enough. He was glad for it, focusing on Potter. Potter's mouth on him, his hands on Draco's arse, and the way his fingers were playing with Draco.
Yes, of course, they were going to do this again. Because Draco wanted it, and so did Potter, and Draco needed to focus on fucking Potter. Not worrying.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/611782.html. Thanks for reading