Proper Celebration
Title: Proper Celebration Follows Premature Celebration but can be read on its own.
Author/Artist: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 670
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual content
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Written for: Birthday gift for queenkatyastar, using the prompts - love, romance, embrace
Summary: It's time to celebrate their engagement properly.
Harry and Draco lay entwined on their picnic blanket, enjoying the afterglow of satisfying sex. They were talking in low voices, making plans for their future. Draco held his hand up frequently to admire the engagement ring that he now wore. From behind him, Harry smiled and nuzzled his fiance's nape.
"Do you like the ring?" he asked. "Did I do well in choosing it?"
"I love it," said Draco, turning in Harry's embrace to kiss him. He drew back and smiled. "You certainly have good taste."
Harry chuckled. "Good taste in rings or in fiances?"
"Both," Draco replied with a smug grin. He smoothed a hand down Harry's bare thigh. "You promised me a proper celebratory shag."
"Mm, so I did," agreed Harry. "Lucky for me, you're already naked."
"You're such a plonker," said Draco, giving Harry's bum a pinch.
Harry bleated and then laughed. "I'll give you a good plonking," he growled, rolling Draco under him.
"Promises, promises," Draco said archly. He Summoned the lubricant and shoved the bottle at Harry. "Take care of the prep work. I don't want to get lube on my ring."
"Is this what married life is going to be like?" Harry cried in feigned dismay.
"I'm waiting for my plonking."
Harry grinned and put the lubricant to good use. He made sure to take his time, leaving Draco panting and squirming in punishment for his cheek.
"Harry," Draco implored.
"Are you ready, love?"
"More than ready!"
Harry tossed the lube aside and sat back. "Roll over and get that bum in the air." Draco did so without complaint, which indicated just how aroused he was. Harry couldn't resist giving one perfect cheek a pinch.
"Ow!" cried Draco, turning his head to glare.
"I owed you one," Harry said with a shrug. He didn't wait for Draco to respond before he shuffled forward, aimed his dick, and thrust. Sinking into Draco's slick heat was like sliding into heaven. Harry moaned, low in his throat, and paused to savor the sensation.
Draco gave an impatient wiggle. Harry took the hint and began moving. He eased into slow, gliding thrusts. They'd shagged not long ago, and with that edge of lust gone, it wasn't difficult to simply take his time and enjoy this moment. They were outside, in a relatively sunny patch of meadow in the midst of the Forbidden Forest, with no one around to bear witness except the local fauna. Best of all, Draco had agreed to marry him.
Draco pushed back emphatically, letting Harry know he wanted more. So much for romance, Harry thought with a fond smile. It seemed his fiance wanted down and dirty shagging. Harry pulled back and drove in again hard, forcing a breathy grunt of satisfaction out of Draco. He felt Draco's weight shift and realized that Draco was now helping things along by jacking himself while Harry pounded into him from behind. Harry strove to hold back, wanting Draco to climax first, but he was quickly losing any control he may have once possessed. The muscles at the small of his back grew taut, and his balls drew up tight. There was no stopping now. Harry thrust in once, twice, and threw his head back in ecstasy as he blew his load. At the same time, Draco cried out and clamped down in rhythmic spasms, which magnified Harry's pleasure.
They ended up in a sweaty, panting heap on their wrinkled picnic blanket. Harry wasn't sure he could move, but he managed to disengage from Draco and slide off of him. "Wow," he whispered.
Draco turned his head but made no move to push the hair out of his face. "That was intense," he murmured.
"If I had known that sex between fiances was this tremendous, I would have proposed long ago," Harry said with a tired chuckle.
Draco raised his head. "Imagine what married sex will be like."
Harry's lips parted as he considered it. "That's an excellent point," he said. "Let's get married tomorrow."
Preparing to Celebrate
Author/Artist: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word Count: 670
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual content
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Written for: Birthday gift for queenkatyastar, using the prompts - love, romance, embrace
Summary: It's time to celebrate their engagement properly.
Harry and Draco lay entwined on their picnic blanket, enjoying the afterglow of satisfying sex. They were talking in low voices, making plans for their future. Draco held his hand up frequently to admire the engagement ring that he now wore. From behind him, Harry smiled and nuzzled his fiance's nape.
"Do you like the ring?" he asked. "Did I do well in choosing it?"
"I love it," said Draco, turning in Harry's embrace to kiss him. He drew back and smiled. "You certainly have good taste."
Harry chuckled. "Good taste in rings or in fiances?"
"Both," Draco replied with a smug grin. He smoothed a hand down Harry's bare thigh. "You promised me a proper celebratory shag."
"Mm, so I did," agreed Harry. "Lucky for me, you're already naked."
"You're such a plonker," said Draco, giving Harry's bum a pinch.
Harry bleated and then laughed. "I'll give you a good plonking," he growled, rolling Draco under him.
"Promises, promises," Draco said archly. He Summoned the lubricant and shoved the bottle at Harry. "Take care of the prep work. I don't want to get lube on my ring."
"Is this what married life is going to be like?" Harry cried in feigned dismay.
"I'm waiting for my plonking."
Harry grinned and put the lubricant to good use. He made sure to take his time, leaving Draco panting and squirming in punishment for his cheek.
"Harry," Draco implored.
"Are you ready, love?"
"More than ready!"
Harry tossed the lube aside and sat back. "Roll over and get that bum in the air." Draco did so without complaint, which indicated just how aroused he was. Harry couldn't resist giving one perfect cheek a pinch.
"Ow!" cried Draco, turning his head to glare.
"I owed you one," Harry said with a shrug. He didn't wait for Draco to respond before he shuffled forward, aimed his dick, and thrust. Sinking into Draco's slick heat was like sliding into heaven. Harry moaned, low in his throat, and paused to savor the sensation.
Draco gave an impatient wiggle. Harry took the hint and began moving. He eased into slow, gliding thrusts. They'd shagged not long ago, and with that edge of lust gone, it wasn't difficult to simply take his time and enjoy this moment. They were outside, in a relatively sunny patch of meadow in the midst of the Forbidden Forest, with no one around to bear witness except the local fauna. Best of all, Draco had agreed to marry him.
Draco pushed back emphatically, letting Harry know he wanted more. So much for romance, Harry thought with a fond smile. It seemed his fiance wanted down and dirty shagging. Harry pulled back and drove in again hard, forcing a breathy grunt of satisfaction out of Draco. He felt Draco's weight shift and realized that Draco was now helping things along by jacking himself while Harry pounded into him from behind. Harry strove to hold back, wanting Draco to climax first, but he was quickly losing any control he may have once possessed. The muscles at the small of his back grew taut, and his balls drew up tight. There was no stopping now. Harry thrust in once, twice, and threw his head back in ecstasy as he blew his load. At the same time, Draco cried out and clamped down in rhythmic spasms, which magnified Harry's pleasure.
They ended up in a sweaty, panting heap on their wrinkled picnic blanket. Harry wasn't sure he could move, but he managed to disengage from Draco and slide off of him. "Wow," he whispered.
Draco turned his head but made no move to push the hair out of his face. "That was intense," he murmured.
"If I had known that sex between fiances was this tremendous, I would have proposed long ago," Harry said with a tired chuckle.
Draco raised his head. "Imagine what married sex will be like."
Harry's lips parted as he considered it. "That's an excellent point," he said. "Let's get married tomorrow."
Preparing to Celebrate