HP-Positions Valentine Shag Fest; AWDT Valentine Quickies #4
Title: Tied and True
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, mild bondage, language
Word count: 1350
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♥ hp_positions Valentine Shag Fest, with a prompt of striptease
♥ awdt Valentines Quickies - Black-tie affair
Summary: Draco has threatened punishment, and Harry intends to make the most of it.
"You're staring again," said Harry. "Is there something on my tie?"
Draco raised his eyes and then his eyebrows. "Harry, you have some of the most ridiculous ties, but I must say, that one puts the rest to shame."
Harry chuckled. He hated wearing ties, so he dealt with the aggravation by buying the loudest, most absurd ties he could find. His current one was black silk, adorned with vivid red lip prints and the quote, 'Your kisses are HOT'.
"I wanted a special tie to wear when you and I went out to dinner on Valentine's Day, and here you have it," said Harry. "If you're embarrassed, it's your own fault for selecting such a snobbish restaurant," he added. "I would have been happy to get dinner from the local chippie."
"Clearly, I must punish you when we get home," Draco drawled.
Harry's fork hesitated over his dessert. "Let's leave now."
♥♥♥
Despite the fact that Harry began sampling the heat of Draco's kisses as soon as they arrived home, the two of them managed to find their way into the bedroom.
"What sort of punishment did you have in mind?" panted Harry, nibbling on Draco's earlobe.
"I'm going to...mm...to bind your wrists with that...ah...that obnoxious tie and shag you," Draco replied. He pushed out of Harry's arms and reached for the knot of Harry's tie.
Harry stepped back. "Allow me," he said. He drew his wand and used it to dim the lights in their bedroom and start some sultry jazz playing. Harry began swaying to the music as he reached for the first button of his black suit coat.
"Oh, sweet Salazar," grinned Draco. He backed up and sat at the end of the bed to enjoy the show.
Harry removed his suit coat and tossed it over a chair. He danced in a slow circle, giving an exaggerated wiggle of his bum when his back was to Draco, who responded with a bark of laughter. Harry turned back with smile, tried on a sexy pout, then snickered at his own antics. He loosened the knot of his tie and began unbuttoning his red dress shirt.
Draco leaned forward and licked his lips as Harry's skin was revealed, one button at a time.
Once Harry's shirt was completely opened, he turned his back to Draco again and threw another seductive look over one shoulder. His hips moved side to side, and he reached back to plant his hands on his arse and began rolling his hips.
Draco pressed a hand against his groin.
Harry did a shimmy, causing his shirt to droop off of his shoulders, baring his upper back and the dragon tattooed on his shoulder blade. He quickly unbuttoned his cuffs before pivoting around and whisking his shirt off with a flourish.
Harry's shirt hit Draco full in the face, and Draco mock-growled as he brought it to his nose to inhale his lover's scent.
Harry toed off his black dress shoes, stumbling a little in the process, and kicked them aside. Draco was still clutching the red shirt to his chest, and Harry grinned and reached for the button of his black trousers. He slipped it free and toyed with his zip before easing it down.
Draco's breathing quickened, and his fingers tightened in the material of Harry's shirt.
With the front of his trousers gaping open, Harry placed his hands on his hips and gyrated in another slow circle. He faced Draco once more, smirked, and made a half turn, giving his bum a shake again.
This time, Draco didn't laugh.
Harry hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his trousers and dragged them down, revealing his plain black briefs with the motion. Once the trousers had cleared Harry's arse, his audience was treated to the sight of cotton briefs clinging to his taut buttocks. Hearing a groan behind him, Harry peeked over his shoulder and grinned a wicked grin. He skimmed his trousers down the rest of the way, tripping in his first attempt to step out of them, but never missing a beat.
Harry spun to face Draco once more, wearing only his obnoxious tie, black briefs and black socks. He took the precaution of leaning one hand against the wall while he pulled off first one sock and then the other. These were slung carelessly in a corner of the room. Harry shifted from foot to foot, dancing in place as he rubbed the obvious bulge in his briefs.
"Take them off," Draco husked.
Harry lowered the waistband of his briefs, then turned his back to Draco again. He drew the briefs down past the curve of his arse and indulged in another wiggle. Harry pushed his briefs down the rest of the way, stepped out of them, and turned to Draco with his erection pointed directly at his lover. He finished unknotting his tie and left the accessory dangling around his neck.
"You mentioned punishment?" murmured Harry.
Draco sprang to his feet and shoved Harry up against the door. He smothered Harry's exclamation of surprise with a hungry snog, using the ends of Harry's tie to hold him close. Draco lifted his head, eyes dark and lips bruised, and snarled, "Hands up, over your head."
Harry raised his arms as Draco yanked the tie from his neck, and he allowed his lover to wind the length of silk around his wrists. Draco looped the material over one of the hooks on the back of the door and began tearing at his own clothing. He shed his suit jacket in record time and then settled for simply undoing his trousers and pants. Draco's throbbing cock sprang free and prodded Harry in the stomach.
"Bloody tease," rasped Draco. He fumbled for the wand in his back pocket and used a charm to leave Harry lubed and ready for sex.
Harry canted his hips forward and raised one leg to hook the back of Draco's thighs and draw him closer. "Don't make me wait, Draco. Now."
Draco was too impatient to wait any longer. He gripped Harry's arse in one hand and guided his cock into place with the other. Bending his knees, Draco thrust up, spearing Harry and coaxing groans from both of them.
The door rattled in its frame as they shagged against it. Draco plunged into Harry over and over, stretching his lover up on his toes with each thrust. Harry moaned and tugged on his restraints, wanting to sink his fingers into Draco's hair, caress his back, squeeze his arse, touch him in some way. The tie withstood the abuse, and Harry took out his frustration by biting Draco's shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. Draco merely grunted and continued slamming into Harry.
Draco changed the angle of his strokes, and Harry's head flew back and thunked into the door when his lover's cock jabbed his prostate. "There, Draco, there...yes...oh god..." His words caught in his throat when Draco's hand closed around his prick.
"Like that, do you?" growled Draco, thrusting and stroking in an awkward rhythm. "Fucking tease...I should spank you."
"Draco...oh fuck..."
"Come on, come for me," Draco gritted, twisting his wrists and his hips at the same time.
Harry's back arched away from the door, and a strangled shout tumbled from his lips as he climaxed. His release dampened Draco's shirt and left him weak in the knees.
Draco shifted his grip on his lover, all but holding Harry up as he pounded into him even harder in search of his own pleasure. Draco drove in deep a final time and groaned aloud at the force of his orgasm.
Draco's leaned against Harry, his weight pinning his lover to the door. Their bodies remained locked together as they caught their breath. Draco muttered something in the vicinity of Harry's ear.
"What was that?"
Draco raised his head and smiled. "I said that was brilliant."
Harry's answering grin was smug. "How do you like my tie now?"
Cross-posted to hp_positions
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, mild bondage, language
Word count: 1350
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♥ hp_positions Valentine Shag Fest, with a prompt of striptease
♥ awdt Valentines Quickies - Black-tie affair
Summary: Draco has threatened punishment, and Harry intends to make the most of it.
"You're staring again," said Harry. "Is there something on my tie?"
Draco raised his eyes and then his eyebrows. "Harry, you have some of the most ridiculous ties, but I must say, that one puts the rest to shame."
Harry chuckled. He hated wearing ties, so he dealt with the aggravation by buying the loudest, most absurd ties he could find. His current one was black silk, adorned with vivid red lip prints and the quote, 'Your kisses are HOT'.
"I wanted a special tie to wear when you and I went out to dinner on Valentine's Day, and here you have it," said Harry. "If you're embarrassed, it's your own fault for selecting such a snobbish restaurant," he added. "I would have been happy to get dinner from the local chippie."
"Clearly, I must punish you when we get home," Draco drawled.
Harry's fork hesitated over his dessert. "Let's leave now."
♥♥♥
Despite the fact that Harry began sampling the heat of Draco's kisses as soon as they arrived home, the two of them managed to find their way into the bedroom.
"What sort of punishment did you have in mind?" panted Harry, nibbling on Draco's earlobe.
"I'm going to...mm...to bind your wrists with that...ah...that obnoxious tie and shag you," Draco replied. He pushed out of Harry's arms and reached for the knot of Harry's tie.
Harry stepped back. "Allow me," he said. He drew his wand and used it to dim the lights in their bedroom and start some sultry jazz playing. Harry began swaying to the music as he reached for the first button of his black suit coat.
"Oh, sweet Salazar," grinned Draco. He backed up and sat at the end of the bed to enjoy the show.
Harry removed his suit coat and tossed it over a chair. He danced in a slow circle, giving an exaggerated wiggle of his bum when his back was to Draco, who responded with a bark of laughter. Harry turned back with smile, tried on a sexy pout, then snickered at his own antics. He loosened the knot of his tie and began unbuttoning his red dress shirt.
Draco leaned forward and licked his lips as Harry's skin was revealed, one button at a time.
Once Harry's shirt was completely opened, he turned his back to Draco again and threw another seductive look over one shoulder. His hips moved side to side, and he reached back to plant his hands on his arse and began rolling his hips.
Draco pressed a hand against his groin.
Harry did a shimmy, causing his shirt to droop off of his shoulders, baring his upper back and the dragon tattooed on his shoulder blade. He quickly unbuttoned his cuffs before pivoting around and whisking his shirt off with a flourish.
Harry's shirt hit Draco full in the face, and Draco mock-growled as he brought it to his nose to inhale his lover's scent.
Harry toed off his black dress shoes, stumbling a little in the process, and kicked them aside. Draco was still clutching the red shirt to his chest, and Harry grinned and reached for the button of his black trousers. He slipped it free and toyed with his zip before easing it down.
Draco's breathing quickened, and his fingers tightened in the material of Harry's shirt.
With the front of his trousers gaping open, Harry placed his hands on his hips and gyrated in another slow circle. He faced Draco once more, smirked, and made a half turn, giving his bum a shake again.
This time, Draco didn't laugh.
Harry hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his trousers and dragged them down, revealing his plain black briefs with the motion. Once the trousers had cleared Harry's arse, his audience was treated to the sight of cotton briefs clinging to his taut buttocks. Hearing a groan behind him, Harry peeked over his shoulder and grinned a wicked grin. He skimmed his trousers down the rest of the way, tripping in his first attempt to step out of them, but never missing a beat.
Harry spun to face Draco once more, wearing only his obnoxious tie, black briefs and black socks. He took the precaution of leaning one hand against the wall while he pulled off first one sock and then the other. These were slung carelessly in a corner of the room. Harry shifted from foot to foot, dancing in place as he rubbed the obvious bulge in his briefs.
"Take them off," Draco husked.
Harry lowered the waistband of his briefs, then turned his back to Draco again. He drew the briefs down past the curve of his arse and indulged in another wiggle. Harry pushed his briefs down the rest of the way, stepped out of them, and turned to Draco with his erection pointed directly at his lover. He finished unknotting his tie and left the accessory dangling around his neck.
"You mentioned punishment?" murmured Harry.
Draco sprang to his feet and shoved Harry up against the door. He smothered Harry's exclamation of surprise with a hungry snog, using the ends of Harry's tie to hold him close. Draco lifted his head, eyes dark and lips bruised, and snarled, "Hands up, over your head."
Harry raised his arms as Draco yanked the tie from his neck, and he allowed his lover to wind the length of silk around his wrists. Draco looped the material over one of the hooks on the back of the door and began tearing at his own clothing. He shed his suit jacket in record time and then settled for simply undoing his trousers and pants. Draco's throbbing cock sprang free and prodded Harry in the stomach.
"Bloody tease," rasped Draco. He fumbled for the wand in his back pocket and used a charm to leave Harry lubed and ready for sex.
Harry canted his hips forward and raised one leg to hook the back of Draco's thighs and draw him closer. "Don't make me wait, Draco. Now."
Draco was too impatient to wait any longer. He gripped Harry's arse in one hand and guided his cock into place with the other. Bending his knees, Draco thrust up, spearing Harry and coaxing groans from both of them.
The door rattled in its frame as they shagged against it. Draco plunged into Harry over and over, stretching his lover up on his toes with each thrust. Harry moaned and tugged on his restraints, wanting to sink his fingers into Draco's hair, caress his back, squeeze his arse, touch him in some way. The tie withstood the abuse, and Harry took out his frustration by biting Draco's shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. Draco merely grunted and continued slamming into Harry.
Draco changed the angle of his strokes, and Harry's head flew back and thunked into the door when his lover's cock jabbed his prostate. "There, Draco, there...yes...oh god..." His words caught in his throat when Draco's hand closed around his prick.
"Like that, do you?" growled Draco, thrusting and stroking in an awkward rhythm. "Fucking tease...I should spank you."
"Draco...oh fuck..."
"Come on, come for me," Draco gritted, twisting his wrists and his hips at the same time.
Harry's back arched away from the door, and a strangled shout tumbled from his lips as he climaxed. His release dampened Draco's shirt and left him weak in the knees.
Draco shifted his grip on his lover, all but holding Harry up as he pounded into him even harder in search of his own pleasure. Draco drove in deep a final time and groaned aloud at the force of his orgasm.
Draco's leaned against Harry, his weight pinning his lover to the door. Their bodies remained locked together as they caught their breath. Draco muttered something in the vicinity of Harry's ear.
"What was that?"
Draco raised his head and smiled. "I said that was brilliant."
Harry's answering grin was smug. "How do you like my tie now?"
Cross-posted to hp_positions