Lupercalia 31
Title: Lupercalia 31
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Narcissa
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1175
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for nursedarry, who requested a continuation of Lupercalia with the prompt of "Do not stop."
Summary: It's been three long weeks, and Draco has to see Harry again.
Draco slung his broom over his shoulder and strolled into the parlor. "Mum, I'm going out flying," he announced.
Narcissa glanced up from the book she was reading. "Very well, dear," she said. "Don't be gone too long. Remember, the Greengrass family are coming for dinner this evening, and with your father away on business, you'll need to act as host."
"Yes, mum," Draco sighed. He knew his parents were cultivating a friendship with Mr and Mrs Greengrass in hopes of making a match between Draco and one of their daughters. Draco knew that Daphne already had a boyfriend, but her younger sister tended to make cow eyes at Draco whenever they crossed paths.
Draco strode from the parlor as casually as possible. Once outside, he mounted his broom and kicked off, zooming over the Malfoy lands on his way to a rendezvous. Only three weeks into the summer hols, and Draco was missing Harry. He had owled Harry and arranged a clandestine meeting. Draco hoped his boyfriend had been able to slip free of his Muggle relatives.
Draco arrived at the pre-arranged meeting place in record time. He touched down on the ground, and his heart pounded with excitement when he saw Harry walking towards him.
"Harry," Draco said with a warm smile. "I've missed--mmpf..."
Draco's words were smothered by the pressure of Harry's lips as Harry returned the greeting with a toe-curling kiss.
Harry broke free and drew in a shaky breath. "I've missed you, too," he said. "Have you been enjoying the summer hols?"
Draco leaned in and fit their bodies together. "Do you want to talk, or do you want to shag?" he asked.
In answer, Harry grabbed Draco's hand and led him back into the shelter of the trees. There was a blue blanket spread on the ground. A bottle of lubricant and three foil packets rested next to it.
"Three condoms, Harry?" teased Draco. "I have an hour at the most before my mum comes looking for me."
"Then we'd best hurry," said Harry. He grasped the hem of his green shirt and tugged it off over his head, managing not to displace his glasses in the process.
Draco didn't hesitate; he followed Harry's example and began to hastily undress. In moments, both of them were naked. Harry stepped close, pulling Draco into a full frontal embrace. One of them gasped, and the other groaned at the sensation of bare skin and hard cocks meeting.
"Mm, I've missed this, as well," murmured Draco. He raised one leg and hooked it around Harry's thigh, the better to rub against his boyfriend.
Harry folded his knees, sinking down on the blanket and taking Draco with him. Draco reclined back, propped on his elbows, and he slowly opened his legs in invitation. Harry reached for the lube but missed. He finally had to tear his eyes from the sight before him to grab the bottle. Harry crawled between Draco's thighs and poured lubricant over the fingers of his right hand. He tossed the bottle aside and grasped Draco's prick with his left hand. Harry bent down and ran his tongue around the tip of Draco's cock.
Draco gasped and shuddered at the intimate contact. His hand was a poor substitute for Harry's mouth. Harry lowered his head, taking more of Draco's cock into his mouth. He reached beneath Draco's balls and located his entrance.
Draco held his breath, releasing it on a throaty moan when one slick finger penetrated him. His head lolled back, but he raised it again, wanting to watch as Harry pleasured and prepared him.
Harry pulled his finger free and returned with two. He raised his eyes to Draco, then released his cock. "It's not too much too soon, is it?" he asked.
Draco shook his head vehemently. "It feels fantastic," he insisted. He groaned when Harry's lips closed over the head of his cock again. This time, Draco let his head fall back as he surrendered to the sensations Harry was plying him with. Harry's hot mouth was licking and sucking his prick, while Harry's clever fingers were stroking and stretching his entrance. Draco sank all the way down on the blanket and spread his legs wider.
"Harry, I'm getting close," he warned.
Harry released Draco's cock again, giving the tip one last, tiny kiss. He licked his lips, savoring Draco's taste, and gave Draco's prostate a parting rub as he withdrew his fingers. Harry wiped the excess lube on the edge of the blanket and picked up a foil packet. He tore it open and sheathed himself before moving to crouch over Draco.
Draco gazed up at Harry, dazed by the hunger he saw in his boyfriend's eyes. He raised his left leg, hooked it around Harry, and drew him in.
Harry positioned himself and thrust forward. Draco gasped once, sharply, and Harry froze. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"Do not stop," Draco gritted. He arched his back, lifting his hips and impaling himself further. After three weeks without sex, there was some discomfort, but Draco found himself enjoying the stretch and the burn. Harry was hot and hard inside of him, filling him and making him feel complete. "More," Draco demanded.
Harry pushed in farther, withdrew, and repeated the motion. He penetrated deeper with each short thrust until his balls were snug to Draco's arse. Harry was tense and trembling. "I'm not going to last long this first time," he warned.
"Lucky for me, you brought three condoms," Draco grinned.
Harry began to thrust in earnest, driving in and out of Draco with little finesse. Draco rose to meet him, moaning in encouragement and enjoyment. Harry finished first. He plunged in deep, then tensed and shuddered above Draco as he ejaculated. He sighed and kissed Draco's lips before easing out of him. Harry stripped off his condom and tossed it in the vicinity of the lube. He then shimmied down Draco's body and swallowed Draco's cock as far as he could.
Draco cried out and twitched upwards. Harry's hand on his abdomen pushed him back down, and Draco had to settle for twisting his head side to side on the blanket as Harry worked his magic on him. Draco's climax rushed up on him, and he groaned aloud as his cock pulsed in Harry's mouth.
Harry waited until Draco went limp before releasing his softening cock. He clambered off of Draco and flopped down beside him on the blanket. They lay in contented silence for a few moments until Draco sat up and poked Harry's shoulder.
"Don't fall asleep on me," said Draco. "We still have two more condoms to use."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Narcissa
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1175
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for nursedarry, who requested a continuation of Lupercalia with the prompt of "Do not stop."
Summary: It's been three long weeks, and Draco has to see Harry again.
Draco slung his broom over his shoulder and strolled into the parlor. "Mum, I'm going out flying," he announced.
Narcissa glanced up from the book she was reading. "Very well, dear," she said. "Don't be gone too long. Remember, the Greengrass family are coming for dinner this evening, and with your father away on business, you'll need to act as host."
"Yes, mum," Draco sighed. He knew his parents were cultivating a friendship with Mr and Mrs Greengrass in hopes of making a match between Draco and one of their daughters. Draco knew that Daphne already had a boyfriend, but her younger sister tended to make cow eyes at Draco whenever they crossed paths.
Draco strode from the parlor as casually as possible. Once outside, he mounted his broom and kicked off, zooming over the Malfoy lands on his way to a rendezvous. Only three weeks into the summer hols, and Draco was missing Harry. He had owled Harry and arranged a clandestine meeting. Draco hoped his boyfriend had been able to slip free of his Muggle relatives.
Draco arrived at the pre-arranged meeting place in record time. He touched down on the ground, and his heart pounded with excitement when he saw Harry walking towards him.
"Harry," Draco said with a warm smile. "I've missed--mmpf..."
Draco's words were smothered by the pressure of Harry's lips as Harry returned the greeting with a toe-curling kiss.
Harry broke free and drew in a shaky breath. "I've missed you, too," he said. "Have you been enjoying the summer hols?"
Draco leaned in and fit their bodies together. "Do you want to talk, or do you want to shag?" he asked.
In answer, Harry grabbed Draco's hand and led him back into the shelter of the trees. There was a blue blanket spread on the ground. A bottle of lubricant and three foil packets rested next to it.
"Three condoms, Harry?" teased Draco. "I have an hour at the most before my mum comes looking for me."
"Then we'd best hurry," said Harry. He grasped the hem of his green shirt and tugged it off over his head, managing not to displace his glasses in the process.
Draco didn't hesitate; he followed Harry's example and began to hastily undress. In moments, both of them were naked. Harry stepped close, pulling Draco into a full frontal embrace. One of them gasped, and the other groaned at the sensation of bare skin and hard cocks meeting.
"Mm, I've missed this, as well," murmured Draco. He raised one leg and hooked it around Harry's thigh, the better to rub against his boyfriend.
Harry folded his knees, sinking down on the blanket and taking Draco with him. Draco reclined back, propped on his elbows, and he slowly opened his legs in invitation. Harry reached for the lube but missed. He finally had to tear his eyes from the sight before him to grab the bottle. Harry crawled between Draco's thighs and poured lubricant over the fingers of his right hand. He tossed the bottle aside and grasped Draco's prick with his left hand. Harry bent down and ran his tongue around the tip of Draco's cock.
Draco gasped and shuddered at the intimate contact. His hand was a poor substitute for Harry's mouth. Harry lowered his head, taking more of Draco's cock into his mouth. He reached beneath Draco's balls and located his entrance.
Draco held his breath, releasing it on a throaty moan when one slick finger penetrated him. His head lolled back, but he raised it again, wanting to watch as Harry pleasured and prepared him.
Harry pulled his finger free and returned with two. He raised his eyes to Draco, then released his cock. "It's not too much too soon, is it?" he asked.
Draco shook his head vehemently. "It feels fantastic," he insisted. He groaned when Harry's lips closed over the head of his cock again. This time, Draco let his head fall back as he surrendered to the sensations Harry was plying him with. Harry's hot mouth was licking and sucking his prick, while Harry's clever fingers were stroking and stretching his entrance. Draco sank all the way down on the blanket and spread his legs wider.
"Harry, I'm getting close," he warned.
Harry released Draco's cock again, giving the tip one last, tiny kiss. He licked his lips, savoring Draco's taste, and gave Draco's prostate a parting rub as he withdrew his fingers. Harry wiped the excess lube on the edge of the blanket and picked up a foil packet. He tore it open and sheathed himself before moving to crouch over Draco.
Draco gazed up at Harry, dazed by the hunger he saw in his boyfriend's eyes. He raised his left leg, hooked it around Harry, and drew him in.
Harry positioned himself and thrust forward. Draco gasped once, sharply, and Harry froze. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"Do not stop," Draco gritted. He arched his back, lifting his hips and impaling himself further. After three weeks without sex, there was some discomfort, but Draco found himself enjoying the stretch and the burn. Harry was hot and hard inside of him, filling him and making him feel complete. "More," Draco demanded.
Harry pushed in farther, withdrew, and repeated the motion. He penetrated deeper with each short thrust until his balls were snug to Draco's arse. Harry was tense and trembling. "I'm not going to last long this first time," he warned.
"Lucky for me, you brought three condoms," Draco grinned.
Harry began to thrust in earnest, driving in and out of Draco with little finesse. Draco rose to meet him, moaning in encouragement and enjoyment. Harry finished first. He plunged in deep, then tensed and shuddered above Draco as he ejaculated. He sighed and kissed Draco's lips before easing out of him. Harry stripped off his condom and tossed it in the vicinity of the lube. He then shimmied down Draco's body and swallowed Draco's cock as far as he could.
Draco cried out and twitched upwards. Harry's hand on his abdomen pushed him back down, and Draco had to settle for twisting his head side to side on the blanket as Harry worked his magic on him. Draco's climax rushed up on him, and he groaned aloud as his cock pulsed in Harry's mouth.
Harry waited until Draco went limp before releasing his softening cock. He clambered off of Draco and flopped down beside him on the blanket. They lay in contented silence for a few moments until Draco sat up and poked Harry's shoulder.
"Don't fall asleep on me," said Draco. "We still have two more condoms to use."