Spending The Night - All Roads Lead Home, CH 16
Chapter Title: Spending The Night
All Roads Lead Home, CH 16
Author:
digthewriter
Word Count: 1325
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 1. slythindor100 image: two men naked together. 2. dracoharry100: Tobogganing. 3. newyearcntdown: mixed up reservations. 4.
adventdrabbles Sledding.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Unbetaed. (AO3 LINK)
They started in the sitting room. As soon as Potter arrived and announced the food was under a stasis spell, Draco was on him.
Their first kiss in Draco's office was tentative. This time, Potter responded with vigour. His hands rested on the small of Draco's back as Draco straddled his lap. It was surprising, Draco thought, given Potter was there for a shag, he didn't mind taking his time.
They'd kissed for a long while - and Draco was almost scared off by the intimacy of it. Draco didn't interrupt their snogging for more, not in the beginning, because was curious. He'd been curious about the taste of Potter's mouth. Those lips meant to suck Draco's cock but also those lips Draco was busy biting and licking right now.
Potter moaned into Draco's mouth when he'd parted his lips and Draco slid his tongue in. They'd stayed on the sofa until it'd got dark outside and there was no light in the room. Then, Potter started to remove Draco's shirt. They pulled apart to get undressed, and even though Draco had a perfectly comfortable bed, there was something about this moment he didn't want to break. He loved feeling Potter's body vibrating against his. Loved knowing Potter was desperate for him.
If it were sex, Potter could have easily got it anywhere else. Draco wanted to believe it was him Potter wanted.
Maybe it was more like an itch Potter wanted to scratch. Maybe after dancing around in circles all these years, Potter finally decided he wanted a taste. Draco certainly felt this way. Potter was going away, when else was he going to get this chance?
"Get these off…" Potter said, pulling down Draco's underwear. "I want to feel all of you against me."
Then, he wrapped his hand around both of their erections and started to tug. He moaned, mumbled incoherent words in Draco's ear, and brought them both to the edge together.
All the while, Draco remained quiet, short for his panting. His fingers were lost in Potter's hair, and his face was buried in the crook of Potter's neck. "Fuck…" was all he'd manage to utter out when he spilled all over Potter's hand.
"Didn't think you'd be a quiet one in bed," Potter mumbled, his hand coming to cup Draco's face and then pulling him in for a soft kiss.
"Didn't think you'd thought about what I'd be like…" replied Potter.
"Of course, I'd thought about it. Hadn't you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Because you were quick to response to my proposition. It was like you didn't even need to think about it. That's why I was dumbfounded for a moment back there - I'd wanked to fantasies of you. To even consider you'd want the same-"
"You talk too much," said Draco and kissed Potter again. "Now, shall we go to the bedroom to continue this or…"
"Or…?"
"Or do you want to go home. Or wherever you're calling home these days."
"I'd like to stay," said Potter.
"Good answer."
❄
Draco rolled over and found Potter still in his bed. He'd stayed all night. After a few rounds last evening, they'd managed to eat the food Potter brought over. Potter did the dishes, and then he'd come back to bed. And then he'd stayed there.
In the middle of the night if one of them got up to go to the loo, the other had also woken up. And then they'd had a quick session of either hands or mouth, or both on each other before falling asleep again.
Draco thought he should have been exhausted, but if anything, he was feeling more energized. Perhaps, after a shower, they'd have another go. It’d been a long time since Draco had had anyone which wasn't a fantasy or his hand, so he wondered how long it'd been for Potter.
When Potter stirred awake, Draco didn't know what to expect. Was Potter going to leave immediately or-
"When do you have to go back to the office?"
What? Right. Draco had told Potter about his volunteer meeting about the Prophet auction.
"Early evening."
Potter hummed. "Good. Your bed is a lot more comfortable than Ron's old bed."
Draco wanted to smile but refrained. "I'll take a shower and we can get some breakfast-"
Potter was on him again. He pulled Draco into his arms, all but got on top of him and started kissing him.
Or he could have dragged Potter to shower with him.
No, Draco decided against that as well. It was one thing to have his fun with Potter, maybe even share a meal if only to refuel for more sex. But showering together? That was something Draco considered a bit too intimate. He only did that with men he was in a relationship with.
"Come in my mouth," Potter said, sliding down Draco's body. "Then you can go and take your shower."
❄
When Draco returned from the bathroom, clean, and almost fully dressed - he immediately froze to find Teddy waiting by the foot of the bed.
Potter had his eyes closed. Had he really fallen back to sleep?
Before Draco could say or do something, Teddy was shaking Potter's leg.
"Hey, Teddy…" Draco started to speak.
"Why are you in Draco's bed?" Teddy asked. He didn't seem as confused as he seemed upset.
Potter sat up and the sheet slid down his body. Draco was relieved to realise Potter was wearing his jeans. He must have got half-dressed after Draco went to take a shower and then fell asleep again.
"I was staying the night and talking with Draco," said Potter.
"But you slept in his bed?"
Draco could not understand why Teddy looked angry.
"Um…yes?" Potter said, confused. He looked at Draco as if Draco could provide some insight into the situation.
"Why don't we get some breakfast and juice, Teddy," Draco said. "We were supposed to go sledding today, correct?" They had plans to go tobogganing but Teddy couldn't pronounce the word so they'd called it sledding.
Draco couldn't believe he'd forgotten. He'd made these plans with Teddy and stupid Potter with his generous donations and sexy body had made Draco forget.
"Yes." Teddy seemed determined.
"Okay, let's allow your Uncle Harry to get dressed and join us, all right?"
Teddy nodded and they walked out of the bedroom. Draco placed Teddy on the kitchen counter as he began making breakfast. As the scrambled eggs cooked, Draco gave Teddy a piece of toast with extra strawberry jam. "Milk?" he asked and Teddy nodded.
Ten minutes later, Potter came out of the bedroom, looking showered. He'd spelled his clothes clean and they looked pressed. Draco was glad Potter had the brains to look decent and not thoroughly shagged. Although, it was a good look on him.
"You said I had to sleep in my own room," Teddy said and Draco nearly dropped the pan. Now he knew why Teddy was so angry.
"I… yes. I did say that," Draco said quietly, turning around to look at Teddy. "Pott- Uncle Harry should have slept in the guest room after we were finished talking but we were too tired and we fell asleep." Draco looked at Potter who’d come to stand next to Teddy and nodded in agreement with Draco.
"Can I stay over?" Teddy asked. "And we can all sleep in the same bed after story time."
"All of us?" Draco asked.
"Yes," said Teddy.
"That'll mean I stay another night," Potter said, looking at Draco.
"Yes," answered Teddy.
"Okay. Um…sure," Draco said carefully. "Why don't we go sledding, and then we'll go to The Home and you can play with your friends while I work. And later tonight, your Uncle Harry will come over and we can have dinner and…"
"Story time!" shouted Teddy.
"Story time," said Potter and Draco together.
Fucking brilliant. Draco truly should have considered this thoroughly before he decided to shag his little cousin's godfather.
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All Roads Lead Home, CH 16
Author:
digthewriter
Word Count: 1325
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 1. slythindor100 image: two men naked together. 2. dracoharry100: Tobogganing. 3. newyearcntdown: mixed up reservations. 4.
adventdrabbles Sledding.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Unbetaed. (AO3 LINK)
They started in the sitting room. As soon as Potter arrived and announced the food was under a stasis spell, Draco was on him.
Their first kiss in Draco's office was tentative. This time, Potter responded with vigour. His hands rested on the small of Draco's back as Draco straddled his lap. It was surprising, Draco thought, given Potter was there for a shag, he didn't mind taking his time.
They'd kissed for a long while - and Draco was almost scared off by the intimacy of it. Draco didn't interrupt their snogging for more, not in the beginning, because was curious. He'd been curious about the taste of Potter's mouth. Those lips meant to suck Draco's cock but also those lips Draco was busy biting and licking right now.
Potter moaned into Draco's mouth when he'd parted his lips and Draco slid his tongue in. They'd stayed on the sofa until it'd got dark outside and there was no light in the room. Then, Potter started to remove Draco's shirt. They pulled apart to get undressed, and even though Draco had a perfectly comfortable bed, there was something about this moment he didn't want to break. He loved feeling Potter's body vibrating against his. Loved knowing Potter was desperate for him.
If it were sex, Potter could have easily got it anywhere else. Draco wanted to believe it was him Potter wanted.
Maybe it was more like an itch Potter wanted to scratch. Maybe after dancing around in circles all these years, Potter finally decided he wanted a taste. Draco certainly felt this way. Potter was going away, when else was he going to get this chance?
"Get these off…" Potter said, pulling down Draco's underwear. "I want to feel all of you against me."
Then, he wrapped his hand around both of their erections and started to tug. He moaned, mumbled incoherent words in Draco's ear, and brought them both to the edge together.
All the while, Draco remained quiet, short for his panting. His fingers were lost in Potter's hair, and his face was buried in the crook of Potter's neck. "Fuck…" was all he'd manage to utter out when he spilled all over Potter's hand.
"Didn't think you'd be a quiet one in bed," Potter mumbled, his hand coming to cup Draco's face and then pulling him in for a soft kiss.
"Didn't think you'd thought about what I'd be like…" replied Potter.
"Of course, I'd thought about it. Hadn't you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Because you were quick to response to my proposition. It was like you didn't even need to think about it. That's why I was dumbfounded for a moment back there - I'd wanked to fantasies of you. To even consider you'd want the same-"
"You talk too much," said Draco and kissed Potter again. "Now, shall we go to the bedroom to continue this or…"
"Or…?"
"Or do you want to go home. Or wherever you're calling home these days."
"I'd like to stay," said Potter.
"Good answer."
❄
Draco rolled over and found Potter still in his bed. He'd stayed all night. After a few rounds last evening, they'd managed to eat the food Potter brought over. Potter did the dishes, and then he'd come back to bed. And then he'd stayed there.
In the middle of the night if one of them got up to go to the loo, the other had also woken up. And then they'd had a quick session of either hands or mouth, or both on each other before falling asleep again.
Draco thought he should have been exhausted, but if anything, he was feeling more energized. Perhaps, after a shower, they'd have another go. It’d been a long time since Draco had had anyone which wasn't a fantasy or his hand, so he wondered how long it'd been for Potter.
When Potter stirred awake, Draco didn't know what to expect. Was Potter going to leave immediately or-
"When do you have to go back to the office?"
What? Right. Draco had told Potter about his volunteer meeting about the Prophet auction.
"Early evening."
Potter hummed. "Good. Your bed is a lot more comfortable than Ron's old bed."
Draco wanted to smile but refrained. "I'll take a shower and we can get some breakfast-"
Potter was on him again. He pulled Draco into his arms, all but got on top of him and started kissing him.
Or he could have dragged Potter to shower with him.
No, Draco decided against that as well. It was one thing to have his fun with Potter, maybe even share a meal if only to refuel for more sex. But showering together? That was something Draco considered a bit too intimate. He only did that with men he was in a relationship with.
"Come in my mouth," Potter said, sliding down Draco's body. "Then you can go and take your shower."
❄
When Draco returned from the bathroom, clean, and almost fully dressed - he immediately froze to find Teddy waiting by the foot of the bed.
Potter had his eyes closed. Had he really fallen back to sleep?
Before Draco could say or do something, Teddy was shaking Potter's leg.
"Hey, Teddy…" Draco started to speak.
"Why are you in Draco's bed?" Teddy asked. He didn't seem as confused as he seemed upset.
Potter sat up and the sheet slid down his body. Draco was relieved to realise Potter was wearing his jeans. He must have got half-dressed after Draco went to take a shower and then fell asleep again.
"I was staying the night and talking with Draco," said Potter.
"But you slept in his bed?"
Draco could not understand why Teddy looked angry.
"Um…yes?" Potter said, confused. He looked at Draco as if Draco could provide some insight into the situation.
"Why don't we get some breakfast and juice, Teddy," Draco said. "We were supposed to go sledding today, correct?" They had plans to go tobogganing but Teddy couldn't pronounce the word so they'd called it sledding.
Draco couldn't believe he'd forgotten. He'd made these plans with Teddy and stupid Potter with his generous donations and sexy body had made Draco forget.
"Yes." Teddy seemed determined.
"Okay, let's allow your Uncle Harry to get dressed and join us, all right?"
Teddy nodded and they walked out of the bedroom. Draco placed Teddy on the kitchen counter as he began making breakfast. As the scrambled eggs cooked, Draco gave Teddy a piece of toast with extra strawberry jam. "Milk?" he asked and Teddy nodded.
Ten minutes later, Potter came out of the bedroom, looking showered. He'd spelled his clothes clean and they looked pressed. Draco was glad Potter had the brains to look decent and not thoroughly shagged. Although, it was a good look on him.
"You said I had to sleep in my own room," Teddy said and Draco nearly dropped the pan. Now he knew why Teddy was so angry.
"I… yes. I did say that," Draco said quietly, turning around to look at Teddy. "Pott- Uncle Harry should have slept in the guest room after we were finished talking but we were too tired and we fell asleep." Draco looked at Potter who’d come to stand next to Teddy and nodded in agreement with Draco.
"Can I stay over?" Teddy asked. "And we can all sleep in the same bed after story time."
"All of us?" Draco asked.
"Yes," said Teddy.
"That'll mean I stay another night," Potter said, looking at Draco.
"Yes," answered Teddy.
"Okay. Um…sure," Draco said carefully. "Why don't we go sledding, and then we'll go to The Home and you can play with your friends while I work. And later tonight, your Uncle Harry will come over and we can have dinner and…"
"Story time!" shouted Teddy.
"Story time," said Potter and Draco together.
Fucking brilliant. Draco truly should have considered this thoroughly before he decided to shag his little cousin's godfather.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/662228.html. Thanks for reading