The Liquid Luck Series (Drabs #38 thru #40) by HPFangirl71
Title: Marked By a Hero
Author:
hpfangirl71
Rating: NC 17 for Slash Pairing, Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Parseltongue, Wall!Sex, Implied Rough Sex, and Mild Comeplay, and a wee bit of Romantic Fluff
Word count: 100 x 3
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Challenge:Written for the dracoharry100 prompt #217: Birthday Also written for fandomwords100 Prompt #21: Time
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction,which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta:No Beta, All mistakes are my own
A/N: Draco surrenders once again to Harry and is marked by their passions Drabs # 38 thru # 40 in a series I'm calling The Liquid Luck Series
Marked By a Hero by HPFangirl71
Hard brick pressed into his back as Harry’s body surged forward, delighting his senses. For the second time tonight, he was allowing Potter to fuck him up against a wall in the middle of Hogsmeade. He couldn’t bring himself to feel ashamed, it was Harry and within just one night, Draco had finally faced his feelings for the dark-haired hero. In fact, Draco willed time to stand still, wanting nothing more than to live within this one moment for infinity. He’d gladly forfeit celebrating another birthday or Christmas just so he could have Harry in his arms like this forever…
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Draco’s hands clung desperately to Potter’s frame as every thrust united them once again in a primal dance as old as time. Potter continued whispering the seductive Parseltongue as he suckled at Draco’s flesh with hungry lips. He left a purposeful trail of love bites across Draco’s collarbone, marking him as his own and the blonde reveled in the perverse act of possessiveness like it was his birthday or he‘d won a lottery. Urgently pressing his hips forward, Draco met Potter’s erratic movements greedily every time, making the fallen hero groan loudly as it brought him closer to the edge.
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“Sweet Salazar, Harry…” he cried out.
A slew of hisses escaped from between Potter’s lips. His body tensing as he climaxed hard within Draco’s all too willing body. Grasping his cock, Harry had him too surrendering within his fist. With a salacious grin, Harry licked at his fingertips, tasting the man’s release.
Harry’s mouth reclaimed Draco’s, falling tired and sated into the blonde’s embrace… bitter as his own essence was upon Harry’s tongue, the kiss tasted sweeter than the sweetest of birthday cakes. The quiet exchange of soft kisses between them conveying every unsaid feeling they’d shared throughout the evening…