For dysonrules
Title: The Privilege.
Author: jtsbbsps_dk
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: R to NC-17 to be safe.
Word count: Slightly less than 400.
Genre: PwP.
Summary: One word: Blowjob.
Warnings: None.
Beta: The awesome arineat, without whom this drabble would have been ten times worse ♥ Thank you for your incredible work and awesome suggestions, I love you! All remaining mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. No copyright infringement intended.
Note: Dedicated to dysonrules, because I owe her and she is amazing ♥. And as an apology for her endlessly late birthday fic *headdesk*. Also a standalone sequel to my drabble Finally. Idea formed in boring Chemistry class.
Comments: They are love.
Harry could not believe his luck. He had thought the last time was a once in a lifetime experience - the prime wanking material for the rest of his life - but for once fate was on his side.
Again he was granted privilege of tasting Draco’s lips and tongue. Again he could thread his fingers through silky strands of blond hair. Again he could feel lips ghosting along his jaw, down his neck and, as the buttons of his shirt was undone, on the planes of his chest. Moving downwards. Harry’s heart rate accelerated and more blood rushed to his already half hard cock.
Draco was kneeling again, looking up at him with those smoldering eyes, and everything was even better than the first time - and if Harry was not living it he would not have believed it possible - because now he knew how blindingly good it was and the anticipation just added to the experience. And by the look on Draco’s smirking face, he knew it.
Then his robe was parted, zipper unzipped, and Malfoy was stroking the tender flesh of his throbbing member with his confident hand. Pleasure coursed through his, causing Harry’s fingers to tighten involuntarily in Draco’s hair. The Slytherin leaned forward and Harry’s breath caught in his throat as the soft lips began trailing up his shaft, leaving tingles of promise in their wake. Then the teasing warm and slick tip of Draco’s tongue trailed around the head of Harry’s aching hard-on.
Harry was almost shaking with the effort of resisting the urge to shove the pretty blond head down on his cock and fuck Draco’s throat raw. He gasped in relief as those luscious lips finally slid over his head and down his shaft. A shudder went through him as Draco’s warm breath and massaging tongue toyed with his dick. Both mercilessly teasing and driving him steadily towards that wonderful edge in the nearing horizon.
Then Malfoy took him in deeper. Sweat broke out on Harry’s forehead as he felt the throat clench around his cock. His orgasm was suddenly impending as tender fingers were also caressing his tight balls. Then Draco sucked hard one final time and Harry’s world spiraled. White strings of Harry’s seed coated the inside of Malfoy’s mouth as he milked every last drop from him, swallowing everything eagerly.
The End
Author: jtsbbsps_dk
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: R to NC-17 to be safe.
Word count: Slightly less than 400.
Genre: PwP.
Summary: One word: Blowjob.
Warnings: None.
Beta: The awesome arineat, without whom this drabble would have been ten times worse ♥ Thank you for your incredible work and awesome suggestions, I love you! All remaining mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. No copyright infringement intended.
Note: Dedicated to dysonrules, because I owe her and she is amazing ♥. And as an apology for her endlessly late birthday fic *headdesk*. Also a standalone sequel to my drabble Finally. Idea formed in boring Chemistry class.
Comments: They are love.
Harry could not believe his luck. He had thought the last time was a once in a lifetime experience - the prime wanking material for the rest of his life - but for once fate was on his side.
Again he was granted privilege of tasting Draco’s lips and tongue. Again he could thread his fingers through silky strands of blond hair. Again he could feel lips ghosting along his jaw, down his neck and, as the buttons of his shirt was undone, on the planes of his chest. Moving downwards. Harry’s heart rate accelerated and more blood rushed to his already half hard cock.
Draco was kneeling again, looking up at him with those smoldering eyes, and everything was even better than the first time - and if Harry was not living it he would not have believed it possible - because now he knew how blindingly good it was and the anticipation just added to the experience. And by the look on Draco’s smirking face, he knew it.
Then his robe was parted, zipper unzipped, and Malfoy was stroking the tender flesh of his throbbing member with his confident hand. Pleasure coursed through his, causing Harry’s fingers to tighten involuntarily in Draco’s hair. The Slytherin leaned forward and Harry’s breath caught in his throat as the soft lips began trailing up his shaft, leaving tingles of promise in their wake. Then the teasing warm and slick tip of Draco’s tongue trailed around the head of Harry’s aching hard-on.
Harry was almost shaking with the effort of resisting the urge to shove the pretty blond head down on his cock and fuck Draco’s throat raw. He gasped in relief as those luscious lips finally slid over his head and down his shaft. A shudder went through him as Draco’s warm breath and massaging tongue toyed with his dick. Both mercilessly teasing and driving him steadily towards that wonderful edge in the nearing horizon.
Then Malfoy took him in deeper. Sweat broke out on Harry’s forehead as he felt the throat clench around his cock. His orgasm was suddenly impending as tender fingers were also caressing his tight balls. Then Draco sucked hard one final time and Harry’s world spiraled. White strings of Harry’s seed coated the inside of Malfoy’s mouth as he milked every last drop from him, swallowing everything eagerly.
The End