AWDT: I have no idea.
Title: Continuing Education (7/15)
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: DM/HP
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Underage sex
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written for the AWDT prompt: I have no idea. Also, this is the sequel to It Would Be My Pleasure, in which Draco offered to shag Harry again.
In a repeat of the prior week, Harry donned his Invisibility Cloak and made his way to the Room of Requirement, arriving shortly before eleven o'clock. Again, Malfoy was waiting for him.
When Potter appeared, Draco was secretly relieved to see that he hadn't backed out, but he covered it with a gruff, "What took you so long, Potty?"
Harry scowled. "I got here as soon as I could, Malfoy," he replied.
"So," said Draco, pulling his jumper off before going to work on his trousers, "shag first and blow later, or vice versa?"
Harry felt his face go hot. "Er...I...um..." he stammered. The sight of Malfoy disrobing in front of him rendered him incapable of anything more coherent.
Draco had dropped his trousers, and he paused with his thumbs hooked in his pants to leer at Potter. "See something you like?" he smirked, easing his pants off his hips and allowing his impressive erection to spring free.
"I...oh...fuck, yeah," breathed Harry, his own cock throbbing painfully within the confines of his clothing.
"You seem to be overdressed for the occasion," Draco pointed out before sauntering to the bed and lounging upon it in a graceful display. Harry hastily removed his own clothing, nearly stumbling over the pants caught around his ankles as he scrambled to join Malfoy.
"Which will it be?" asked Draco with an arch of a perfect eyebrow.
"I...Iwanttoshagfirst!" gushed Harry, nearly wriggling in anticipation.
Draco grinned at Potter's enthusiasm. "Roll over then, Potty, and get your arse in the air," he instructed, reaching for the lube.
Harry turned to his stomach and bent his knees, lifting his hips. Malfoy moved up behind him and nudged his legs farther apart. Harry gasped as he felt slick fingers swirl around his pucker before one slid inside of him and began to move in and out. His hips began to gyrate involuntarily.
Draco's cock surged painfully at Potter's response to being finger-fucked. He was sorely tempted to seize the Gryffindor's hips and mount him immediately. Instead, he forced himself to add another finger to the first, stretching Potter further.
Harry mewled in a combination of discomfort and arousal. He thrust back on the fingers inside of him, seeking some relief from the pressure building within. When Malfoy brushed his prostate, Harry squealed and shuddered.
Deciding Potter was going to come without him if he didn't get on with it, Draco withdrew his fingers and began to slick his own cock with lubricant. "How do you want it, Potty?" he asked, stroking his prick. "Face to face, or kneazle-style?"
"On my back," gasped Harry.
"Very well," said Draco. "Roll over and spread 'em."
Harry hastened to comply, turning to his back and opening his legs. Malfoy reached for a pillow, and Harry lifted his hips without being told to, allowing the Slytherin to wedge the pillow beneath him.
Draco slithered in between Potter's wide open thighs and said, "Brace yourself." He then nudged the other's entrance, positioning himself, then he drove his hips forward.
Harry yelped in pain, and Malfoy paused, giving him a moment.
Draco twitched impatiently, wanting nothing more than to bury himself to the balls in Potter's tight little hole. However, he was mindful of the fact that a week had passed since he'd shagged the Gryffindor, and that had only been two times. Once the pinched look left Potter's face, Draco deemed it safe to move, and he began thrusting slowly.
Harry whimpered at the burning discomfort, but just as he was rethinking the idea of allowing Malfoy to shag him again, the blond found his prostate. Pleasure sparked through him, and he lifted his hips into Malfoy's next stroke. And the next, and the next...
Now that they'd established a rhythm, Draco was no longer so careful. He plunged into Potter again and again, humping him in vigorous glee. The brunet moaned and thrashed beneath him, adding to Draco's enjoyment of the proceedings. He reached between their bodies and grasped Potter's cock, pulling on it roughly.
"Nyargh," was all Harry could manage to verbalize, undone as he was by the hand on his prick and the hard cock pounding into him. He had a death grip on the pillow his head rested on, and his feet were planted firmly on the mattress, levering himself up to meet each of Malfoy's thrusts.
Harry's breaths came quicker and quicker, until he suddenly climaxed with a cry of "Maaaaalfoy!"
Hearing his name on Potter's lips while the other achieved release brought about Draco's own orgasm, and he came with a shout of triumph, his cock jerking and spurting his pleasure into the other boy.
Once Harry caught his breath again, he realized it was difficult to breathe at all with Malfoy slumped on top of him. "Geroff," he mumbled, giving the blond a half-hearted push.
With a sigh, Draco disentangled himself from Potter. He rolled onto his back, stretching like a cat.
Both boys were silent for a moment, before Harry spoke up. "Weren't you going to teach me about...blow jobs?" he asked, tentatively.
Draco worked hard to smother his delighted grin, settling for a small smirk instead. "For starters," he said, "do you know the proper term for 'blow job'?"
Harry thought for a minute before admitting, "I have no idea."
"It's called 'oral sex'," said Draco sagely, pleased to share his vast wisdom of all things carnal. "Give me a moment to recover, and I'll continue your education!"
~*~
Additional author's note: Yes, I know the proper term for oral sex is fellatio, so don't all rush to impart your own vast wisdom of all things carnal. It seems funnier when Draco thinks he knows everything. Let's not burst his bubble just yet, okay? *grins*
Edit: Now followed up in Blow Me Over
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: DM/HP
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Underage sex
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written for the AWDT prompt: I have no idea. Also, this is the sequel to It Would Be My Pleasure, in which Draco offered to shag Harry again.
In a repeat of the prior week, Harry donned his Invisibility Cloak and made his way to the Room of Requirement, arriving shortly before eleven o'clock. Again, Malfoy was waiting for him.
When Potter appeared, Draco was secretly relieved to see that he hadn't backed out, but he covered it with a gruff, "What took you so long, Potty?"
Harry scowled. "I got here as soon as I could, Malfoy," he replied.
"So," said Draco, pulling his jumper off before going to work on his trousers, "shag first and blow later, or vice versa?"
Harry felt his face go hot. "Er...I...um..." he stammered. The sight of Malfoy disrobing in front of him rendered him incapable of anything more coherent.
Draco had dropped his trousers, and he paused with his thumbs hooked in his pants to leer at Potter. "See something you like?" he smirked, easing his pants off his hips and allowing his impressive erection to spring free.
"I...oh...fuck, yeah," breathed Harry, his own cock throbbing painfully within the confines of his clothing.
"You seem to be overdressed for the occasion," Draco pointed out before sauntering to the bed and lounging upon it in a graceful display. Harry hastily removed his own clothing, nearly stumbling over the pants caught around his ankles as he scrambled to join Malfoy.
"Which will it be?" asked Draco with an arch of a perfect eyebrow.
"I...Iwanttoshagfirst!" gushed Harry, nearly wriggling in anticipation.
Draco grinned at Potter's enthusiasm. "Roll over then, Potty, and get your arse in the air," he instructed, reaching for the lube.
Harry turned to his stomach and bent his knees, lifting his hips. Malfoy moved up behind him and nudged his legs farther apart. Harry gasped as he felt slick fingers swirl around his pucker before one slid inside of him and began to move in and out. His hips began to gyrate involuntarily.
Draco's cock surged painfully at Potter's response to being finger-fucked. He was sorely tempted to seize the Gryffindor's hips and mount him immediately. Instead, he forced himself to add another finger to the first, stretching Potter further.
Harry mewled in a combination of discomfort and arousal. He thrust back on the fingers inside of him, seeking some relief from the pressure building within. When Malfoy brushed his prostate, Harry squealed and shuddered.
Deciding Potter was going to come without him if he didn't get on with it, Draco withdrew his fingers and began to slick his own cock with lubricant. "How do you want it, Potty?" he asked, stroking his prick. "Face to face, or kneazle-style?"
"On my back," gasped Harry.
"Very well," said Draco. "Roll over and spread 'em."
Harry hastened to comply, turning to his back and opening his legs. Malfoy reached for a pillow, and Harry lifted his hips without being told to, allowing the Slytherin to wedge the pillow beneath him.
Draco slithered in between Potter's wide open thighs and said, "Brace yourself." He then nudged the other's entrance, positioning himself, then he drove his hips forward.
Harry yelped in pain, and Malfoy paused, giving him a moment.
Draco twitched impatiently, wanting nothing more than to bury himself to the balls in Potter's tight little hole. However, he was mindful of the fact that a week had passed since he'd shagged the Gryffindor, and that had only been two times. Once the pinched look left Potter's face, Draco deemed it safe to move, and he began thrusting slowly.
Harry whimpered at the burning discomfort, but just as he was rethinking the idea of allowing Malfoy to shag him again, the blond found his prostate. Pleasure sparked through him, and he lifted his hips into Malfoy's next stroke. And the next, and the next...
Now that they'd established a rhythm, Draco was no longer so careful. He plunged into Potter again and again, humping him in vigorous glee. The brunet moaned and thrashed beneath him, adding to Draco's enjoyment of the proceedings. He reached between their bodies and grasped Potter's cock, pulling on it roughly.
"Nyargh," was all Harry could manage to verbalize, undone as he was by the hand on his prick and the hard cock pounding into him. He had a death grip on the pillow his head rested on, and his feet were planted firmly on the mattress, levering himself up to meet each of Malfoy's thrusts.
Harry's breaths came quicker and quicker, until he suddenly climaxed with a cry of "Maaaaalfoy!"
Hearing his name on Potter's lips while the other achieved release brought about Draco's own orgasm, and he came with a shout of triumph, his cock jerking and spurting his pleasure into the other boy.
Once Harry caught his breath again, he realized it was difficult to breathe at all with Malfoy slumped on top of him. "Geroff," he mumbled, giving the blond a half-hearted push.
With a sigh, Draco disentangled himself from Potter. He rolled onto his back, stretching like a cat.
Both boys were silent for a moment, before Harry spoke up. "Weren't you going to teach me about...blow jobs?" he asked, tentatively.
Draco worked hard to smother his delighted grin, settling for a small smirk instead. "For starters," he said, "do you know the proper term for 'blow job'?"
Harry thought for a minute before admitting, "I have no idea."
"It's called 'oral sex'," said Draco sagely, pleased to share his vast wisdom of all things carnal. "Give me a moment to recover, and I'll continue your education!"
~*~
Additional author's note: Yes, I know the proper term for oral sex is fellatio, so don't all rush to impart your own vast wisdom of all things carnal. It seems funnier when Draco thinks he knows everything. Let's not burst his bubble just yet, okay? *grins*
Edit: Now followed up in Blow Me Over