Title: An Appreciative Audience
Author:
enchanted_jae(Fandom) Pairing: (HP) H/D
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 495
Summary: Draco performs in hopes of a reward.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Highlight for Warnings: Explicit sex, wanking, voyeurism
Author's note: Written as a belated birthday gift for
twistedm, who gave me the prompt of Lancashire cheese scones, rated triple quadruple X. I only managed NC17--sorry! Also posted at InsaneJournal as part of the "Bring Back the Porn" challenge.
Draco lay back against the mound of pillows, wriggling about until he was comfortable. He reached for his favorite vibrator and a bottle of vanilla scented lubricant. Taking his time, Draco made sure the toy was thoroughly slicked with the lube. He then set the bottle aside and reached between his legs, vibrator in hand. He tilted his hips up and located the entrance to his body with well-practiced ease.
Draco caught his lower lip between his teeth as he began pressing the phallus inside while his body protested the invasion. When the ring of muscle finally yielded, allowing the vibrator to penetrate, twin moans resounded in the bedroom. Draco inserted the vibrator as far as it would go before switching it on. His back bowed and his thighs trembled at the sensation. Draco's eyelids fluttered and he writhed almost silently on the bed. When he managed to gather his wits, he withdrew the toy, teasing the rim of his arse hole before sliding the vibrator in deep once more. He set a up a steady, gliding rhythm--one that gave him the most pleasure.
Reaching for his cock with his free hand, Draco began to stroke his shaft. He pumped his fist down then pulled it up smoothly, pausing to rub his thumb over the crown. Soon his hands were working a busy duet, thrusting the vibrator in and out of his hole while fisting his throbbing prick. Draco coordinated his efforts so that the vibrator was hitting his prostate at the same time as his thumb pressed into the leaking slit at the tip of his cock. Harsh pants filled the room, and only some of them came from him.
The fact that he was performing for an appreciative audience is what ultimately pushed Draco over the edge, catapulting him into an explosive climax. He lay on the bed, breath coming in ragged gulps and body still twitching. Draco's eyes flew open when the bed dipped beneath the weight of another.
Harry reached between his lover's legs and quickly pulled the vibrator from Draco's still-spasming hole. Insinuating himself in the vee of Draco's thighs, Harry brought his flushed and swollen cock to his boyfriend's tender entrance, penetrating him with a lustful growl. Draco cried out and arched up to meet him, legs lifting as he clasped Harry with his knees. Harry thrust rapidly into Draco, burying his cock deep only to pull back and slam back in once more. He'd become unbearably aroused while watching his boyfriend pleasure himself, and now he was selfishly seeking his own pleasure. He didn't last long. With a throaty groan, Harry succumbed to his orgasm, filling Draco with his release.
It was a long moment before Harry was capable of speech again. "You'll be the death of me," he mumbled, his words muffled by the blond hair his face was buried in.
Beneath him, Draco smiled smugly before prodding, "Now can I have that Lancashire cheese scone you bought me?"