Birthday!gift; HDPotsNPorn #22
Title: Debauched Disarray
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, pwp (characters are of age)
Word count: 935
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Pay attention to the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for christinefic, whose prompt was top!Draco, hot sex. Also written for Prompt #22 at hd_pots_n_porn, which was marshmallows.
Summary: Draco loves to see Harry in debauched disarray.
Draco flinched as Harry's hands tightened in his hair with a painful grip. He didn't pause in his activities, however. Draco hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder, prompting Harry to cry out and nearly come off the bed. Draco could tell his boyfriend was getting close, and he backed off until only the tip of Harry's penis remained in his mouth.
"Dra-co," Harry half growled, half pleaded. He gasped when Draco twisted the two fingers that were deep inside of him. "Please, Draco," panted Harry, hips shifting anxiously.
Draco grinned around his mouthful. He loved it when Harry was so eager for cock that he begged. Releasing Harry's prick, Draco licked his lips and gave a final press of his fingers to Harry's prostate. Harry yelped and thrashed. "Are you ready for my cock?" Draco asked with a wicked chuckle.
"Yes," Harry gasped. "Stop teasing me, you sadist."
Draco laughed at that. "Roll over," he commanded. Harry did so, turning onto his stomach and raising his arse in the air. Draco paused to appreciate the view until a snarled complaint from Harry spurred him to action. He settled his hands on Harry's hips and guided his cock into place. Harry grunted when Draco penetrated him, but Draco gave him no reprieve. He drove deep and rolled his hips, twisting and grinding his cock into Harry's hole.
Harry pushed back for more of the same as he clenched his hands in the bedding and pressed his forehead to his pillow.
Draco plunged into Harry's body in smooth, measured strokes, enjoying the way Harry's inner muscles clenched and rippled around him. If it were possible, Draco would spend the rest of his life thrusting in and out of his boyfriend's tight hole and filling Harry with his come.
"Faster," Harry implored, pushing back insistently.
Just to be contrary, Draco slowed down. He slid in deep, then drew back in increments. Harry cursed in frustration and squeezed his muscles in an effort to encourage Draco to thrust harder. "So impatient," Draco teased.
"Damn it, Draco..."
"Relax, love," Draco crooned, still tormenting Harry with those long, smooth thrusts. "I'll take care of you." He angled his hips to brush across Harry's prostate as he shagged him.
"Oh god, Draco, you're killing me," Harry gritted out between clenched teeth.
"What a way to go, yeah?" rasped Draco. He pulled out of Harry completely, grinning at his boyfriend's groan of protest. "Turn over," Draco told him. "I want to watch your face when you come."
Harry rolled to his back, spreading his legs as he did so.
Draco reclaimed his place between Harry's thighs and entered him again. Harry hissed and arched up, lifting his pelvis into each hard thrust of Draco's cock. Draco leaned low over Harry and kissed him deeply before sliding his lips along Harry's jaw and down his throat. There, Draco nipped Harry lightly before sucking the blood to the surface of Harry's skin. He loved to mark his boyfriend this way, and he especially liked how Harry would complain about it later yet make no effort to spell the lovebites away. Draco suspected Harry delighted in being marked and claimed in such a manner. Draco's mouth trailed lower, across Harry's collarbone and down his chest where his tongue lashed a dusky nipple into aching hardness.
"God, Draco, yes," Harry moaned, fingers once again clutching at Draco's hair.
Draco raised his head and torso and pushed a hand between their bodies. He gripped the head of Harry's penis and squeezed it at the same tempo he was using to stroke Harry's hole with.
"Draco, Draco," Harry murmured, head turning side to side on his pillow. A flush crept up his throat and face, a sure sign he was on the verge of climax. Harry drew his knees up as high as he could, and his toes curled as he bucked beneath Draco and pulsed over Draco's fingers.
Now that his partner had come, Draco was free to seek his own pleasure, and he began pounding into Harry relentlessly. Harry's spasming hole caressed Draco's cock and drew his orgasm forth in shuddering waves. When Draco had been drained, he slumped atop Harry, knowing his boyfriend could take his weight.
"Fantastic," sighed Harry, now threading his fingers gently through Draco's hair.
Draco hummed in agreement as he waited for his pulse to return to normal. He eased out of Harry and shifted to the side, admiring the sight of Harry in debauched disarray. Not surprisingly, Draco's penis jumped as a surge of lust swept through him. However, he knew from experience that Harry would need some coaxing if there was to be another round of sex. Harry Potter was a lazy sod who liked to sleep after a good shag. Fortunately, Draco was prepared. He reached into the drawer of his night stand and pulled out what he'd stashed there earlier. "Behold," he proclaimed.
Harry propped himself up on his elbows and quirked his eyebrows. "A jar of marshmallow fluff? Do you plan to eat that in bed?"
"No, I plan to smear it all over your cock and nipples and then eat it," Draco smirked.
Harry's eyes brightened with interest. "What if I want a taste?" he asked.
Draco glanced up from removing the jar's lid and replied, "I'll smear some on your lips, too."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, pwp (characters are of age)
Word count: 935
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Pay attention to the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for christinefic, whose prompt was top!Draco, hot sex. Also written for Prompt #22 at hd_pots_n_porn, which was marshmallows.
Summary: Draco loves to see Harry in debauched disarray.
Draco flinched as Harry's hands tightened in his hair with a painful grip. He didn't pause in his activities, however. Draco hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder, prompting Harry to cry out and nearly come off the bed. Draco could tell his boyfriend was getting close, and he backed off until only the tip of Harry's penis remained in his mouth.
"Dra-co," Harry half growled, half pleaded. He gasped when Draco twisted the two fingers that were deep inside of him. "Please, Draco," panted Harry, hips shifting anxiously.
Draco grinned around his mouthful. He loved it when Harry was so eager for cock that he begged. Releasing Harry's prick, Draco licked his lips and gave a final press of his fingers to Harry's prostate. Harry yelped and thrashed. "Are you ready for my cock?" Draco asked with a wicked chuckle.
"Yes," Harry gasped. "Stop teasing me, you sadist."
Draco laughed at that. "Roll over," he commanded. Harry did so, turning onto his stomach and raising his arse in the air. Draco paused to appreciate the view until a snarled complaint from Harry spurred him to action. He settled his hands on Harry's hips and guided his cock into place. Harry grunted when Draco penetrated him, but Draco gave him no reprieve. He drove deep and rolled his hips, twisting and grinding his cock into Harry's hole.
Harry pushed back for more of the same as he clenched his hands in the bedding and pressed his forehead to his pillow.
Draco plunged into Harry's body in smooth, measured strokes, enjoying the way Harry's inner muscles clenched and rippled around him. If it were possible, Draco would spend the rest of his life thrusting in and out of his boyfriend's tight hole and filling Harry with his come.
"Faster," Harry implored, pushing back insistently.
Just to be contrary, Draco slowed down. He slid in deep, then drew back in increments. Harry cursed in frustration and squeezed his muscles in an effort to encourage Draco to thrust harder. "So impatient," Draco teased.
"Damn it, Draco..."
"Relax, love," Draco crooned, still tormenting Harry with those long, smooth thrusts. "I'll take care of you." He angled his hips to brush across Harry's prostate as he shagged him.
"Oh god, Draco, you're killing me," Harry gritted out between clenched teeth.
"What a way to go, yeah?" rasped Draco. He pulled out of Harry completely, grinning at his boyfriend's groan of protest. "Turn over," Draco told him. "I want to watch your face when you come."
Harry rolled to his back, spreading his legs as he did so.
Draco reclaimed his place between Harry's thighs and entered him again. Harry hissed and arched up, lifting his pelvis into each hard thrust of Draco's cock. Draco leaned low over Harry and kissed him deeply before sliding his lips along Harry's jaw and down his throat. There, Draco nipped Harry lightly before sucking the blood to the surface of Harry's skin. He loved to mark his boyfriend this way, and he especially liked how Harry would complain about it later yet make no effort to spell the lovebites away. Draco suspected Harry delighted in being marked and claimed in such a manner. Draco's mouth trailed lower, across Harry's collarbone and down his chest where his tongue lashed a dusky nipple into aching hardness.
"God, Draco, yes," Harry moaned, fingers once again clutching at Draco's hair.
Draco raised his head and torso and pushed a hand between their bodies. He gripped the head of Harry's penis and squeezed it at the same tempo he was using to stroke Harry's hole with.
"Draco, Draco," Harry murmured, head turning side to side on his pillow. A flush crept up his throat and face, a sure sign he was on the verge of climax. Harry drew his knees up as high as he could, and his toes curled as he bucked beneath Draco and pulsed over Draco's fingers.
Now that his partner had come, Draco was free to seek his own pleasure, and he began pounding into Harry relentlessly. Harry's spasming hole caressed Draco's cock and drew his orgasm forth in shuddering waves. When Draco had been drained, he slumped atop Harry, knowing his boyfriend could take his weight.
"Fantastic," sighed Harry, now threading his fingers gently through Draco's hair.
Draco hummed in agreement as he waited for his pulse to return to normal. He eased out of Harry and shifted to the side, admiring the sight of Harry in debauched disarray. Not surprisingly, Draco's penis jumped as a surge of lust swept through him. However, he knew from experience that Harry would need some coaxing if there was to be another round of sex. Harry Potter was a lazy sod who liked to sleep after a good shag. Fortunately, Draco was prepared. He reached into the drawer of his night stand and pulled out what he'd stashed there earlier. "Behold," he proclaimed.
Harry propped himself up on his elbows and quirked his eyebrows. "A jar of marshmallow fluff? Do you plan to eat that in bed?"
"No, I plan to smear it all over your cock and nipples and then eat it," Draco smirked.
Harry's eyes brightened with interest. "What if I want a taste?" he asked.
Draco glanced up from removing the jar's lid and replied, "I'll smear some on your lips, too."