Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy -Then There Were Four - WIP - NC-17 - Part Three
Title: Then There Were Four (Part Three)
Author: screaminglungs
Rating: NC-17... I'm not the best at this pr0n stuff please be gentle!!!
Pairing: Harry/Draco with a side order of Ron/Hermione and others.
Summary: Draco comes home from Hermione's house utterly furious at Harry one day for discussing their future and not consulting him. This starts a chain of events which will change their family life forever.
Warnings: MPREG!
Info: This is a multi-chaptered fic from the Snuffles Universe and all other parts can be read at my journal.
Part One
Part Two
Harry stood in the doorway of their bedroom and swallowed hard. He didn’t think he could remember a time when Draco looked more gorgeous. He was spread out on their bed, propped up against the headboard and reading some trashy muggle novel Hermione had gotten him for Christmas. He wasn’t wearing anything special, just a pair of green and black tartan pyjama bottoms and a loose white t-shirt, his long elegant feet crossed at the ankle.
Maybe that’s why Harry found him so gorgeous when he was like this, because to anyone else Draco wouldn’t look special right now. His hair wasn’t perfect, he wasn’t clad in his usual well cut robes or designer Muggle clothing, and he was just Draco. His beautiful, exquisite husband, and father of his child who, Harry thought with a wicked grin, was safely and happily tucked up in bed, fast asleep. It had been a really long day for Alex, but they’d only gotten back from Severus’ a few hours ago and both of them were on somewhat of a high after their big news.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” Harry snapped out of his Draco induced daze and met the cool-yet-amused grey eyes of his lover who was peering up at him over the top of his book.
Harry smiled at Draco cheekily and crossed his arms across his broad chest, he leant back against the door frame as he watched Draco close the book and put it to the side.
“And what if I was?” Harry asked smartly. Draco looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow at his partner, was that a challenge?
“Then I would most definitely have to remind you of what you would be missing by doing so,” Draco replied and without any warning kneeled in the middle of the bed and began to strip himself of his white t-shirt. He never once broke eye contact with Harry as he carefully shimmied the soft material up his torso, revealing inch after inch of smooth toned luminescent skin.
Harry’s green eyes widened. How was it that after so long this was still able to excite him so much? Draco broke eye contact with Harry only to pull the shirt over his head and throw it at the dark haired man, the white shirt hit Harry in the face and by the time he’d disentangled himself from it Draco was sitting in the middle of their bed absolutely, deliciously naked, his pyjama bottoms dangling from his finger. Harry was speechless, somebody was certainly eager this evening.
“So about you standing there all night, care to reconsider?” Draco smirked, obviously relishing the effect he was still able to have on Harry.
“Um… yes.” Harry stepped into the room and carefully, so as not to wake Alex, closed their bedroom door. Draco was lying back, reclining on the pillows and Harry licked his lips. It had been a while since they were able to get Alex into bed early enough to actually spend time making love, instead of some mutual gratification just to tide them over before they fell asleep. There was something special about tonight, a spark in the air, the promise of something new and Harry felt giddy.
“You’re beautiful you know,” Harry whispered as he wandered hurriedly across the room towards their large bed. As much as he wanted tonight to be sensual and romantic he was darn horny and couldn’t wait to get his hands on Draco.
He pushed his own pyjamas from his hips and removed his red t-shirt in what felt like one fluid motion sending the clothes and his glasses flying before gracelessly flopping onto the bed next to his partner. Draco smiled beatifically up at him, a slight colour to his cheeks from the compliment Harry had paid him.
Within seconds Harry was pressed against Draco’s side, the delicious feeling of skin against skin sending pleasure shivering down his spine. Draco’s sharp hip bones pressed into Harry’s lower abdomen and their legs intertwined. Harry’s own hand settled comfortably across Draco’s own lower belly, his fingers splayed over a familiar scar just above Draco’s coarse blonde pubic hair. Harry took a moment to consider it, knowing within a year he would have one much like it and there would be another person in their lives.
They stared into one another’s eyes for a moment that seemed to last minutes, they could still get so lost in one another, forgetting about the world until it shrunk into nothing more than them there on the bed.
“I love you,” Draco whispered, his voice hoarse and cracked and his eyes dilated with lust. Harry replied in the best way he could and leant down, claiming Draco’s mouth in a demanding passionate kiss. His tongue instantly pushing its way into Draco’s mouth seeking its warm slick partner hidden behind Draco’s teeth. Harry groaned at the contact, it had been far too long since they had done this, far too long indeed.
One of Draco’s hands found its way into Harry’s hair, his fingers tugging sharply at it just above Harry’s scalp, he followed the tug of Draco’s hand and they found a better angle. Draco moan softly as Harry bit down on his lower lip and tugged it, their eyes met and Harry smiled cheekily before releasing the swollen skin.
Draco’s hand slid down to cradle Harry’s skull as they kissed while Harry’s hand was making soothing patterns up and down Draco’s side from his armpit to the curve of his arse. They were both on their sides now, kissing slowly, it was a well practiced exercise between them and there was no need to rush. Harry sucked gently on Draco’s tongue while he grabbed Draco’s arse, pulling them closer together. They moaned simultaneously as their erections were brought into contact, rubbing together in the little space left between their hips.
Harry broke their kiss and locked gazes with his partner as he brought his free hand to his mouth and licked a thick stripe across his palm. He wedged his hand between them and caught Draco’s hiss of pleasure in his mouth as he wrapped his skilled fingers around their swollen flesh.
A couple of confident tugs had Draco panting and bucking his hips in the search of more contact.
“God, It’s been too long Harry,” Draco sighed and pressed his forehead to Harry’s as he continued to stroke them at a leisurely pace. A soft whimper made Harry release them and he rolled Draco onto his back, settling between his outstretched thighs.
“I know love,” Harry smiled softly and sealed their lips together as they kissed sloppily. Harry broke their kiss after a long moment and went about marking Draco’s neck and collarbone. Draco writhed beneath Harry causing delicious friction as their hips slid together.
“Mmm, Harry love, I know we were meant to make the most of this but I really need you in me,” Draco panted and gripped Harry’s back as he bucked his hips to show Harry he was desperate. As it had been such a long time Draco really didn’t think he was going to last.
“Alright hun,” Harry smirked and rolled off of Draco and reached into their bedside drawer to produce a tube of oil. Harry sat up slightly and slicked his fingers before shimmying down the bed so he was eye level with Draco’s cock. Draco opened his legs invitingly and Harry heard his breathing hitch as the first digit worked its way into Draco’s body. Draco’s hips twitched as Harry lovingly prepared him and he gasped loudly when Harry leaned over him and took Draco’s length into his mouth sucking gently at the head.
“Harry stop, I’m ready, I’m ready!” Draco panted and Harry grinned around him and pulled away, licking his lips. He positioned himself over Draco and after slicking himself up and Draco hooked his leg over Harry’s hip.
Harry gasped as he pushed inside; Draco’s body was so warm, tight and inviting that even after doing this a thousand times Harry had to give himself a moment to get used to it. When Harry could focus just marginally he looked down into Draco’s liquid silver eyes and smiled. These were moments of pure bliss for the two of them, when they stared into one another’s eyes and felt so connected like they were meant to be attached like this, for always. Life for once was doing what it was supposed to and things were going right. They had a beautiful child, soon to be another one on the way and they had never been more in love. Harry pressed his forehead to Draco’s and panted softly onto his lovers face making Draco shiver.
“Harry move,” Draco whined and Harry grinned before beginning a slow torturous pace, pulling out slowly until just the tip remained and pushing in powerfully but slowly. Draco groaned in a mixture of pleasure and frustration, Harry could be an awful tease when he wanted to be. Draco hooked both his legs around Harry’s hips and ground himself up into Harry’s pulsing length in an attempt to gain more friction and was delighted to hear his husband growl. It was just a matter of breaking Harry’s resolve until he was no longer able to control himself. It didn’t take long.
Harry slipped his arms underneath Draco’s shoulders and gripped his husband tightly so there was almost no room left between their bodies. Every thrust Harry made into Draco’s tight heat caused his belly to rub against Draco’s throbbing erection and the blonde haired man to gasped and babble incoherently.
Within minutes Draco’s muscles tightened, his thighs clenched around Harry’s hips and he came hotly between their bellies gasping for air before collapsing back onto his pillow, a boneless lump of goop. If Harry hadn’t been so close to coming himself he might have laughed at the utterly goofy sated look on his love’s face but instead he gave no more than a couple more thrusts and collapsed on top of his smaller husband.
Harry whispered a “Scourgify” as his head settled on top of Draco’s chest. Draco’s legs slipped from Harry’s waist and they laid there panting for several moments before Harry pulled out and settled against Draco’s side. Harry pressed kisses to Draco’s collar bone while the blonde man ran his hand up and down Harry’s back. They were content in their silence, happy to just be with one another and Harry could not remember ever feeling happier.
“I can barely believe today happened,” Draco whispered after several minutes, Harry looked up into the eyes of his husband and smiled. Harry reached over and took Draco’s free hand in his own, intertwining their fingers and kissed the back of Draco’s hand.
“Me either, everything just feels perfect,” Harry grinned and pressed another kiss to Draco’s still heated flesh while Draco chuckled jostling Harry’s head on his chest.
“Wait until you’ve got swollen ankles and you want nothing but duck and noodle soup at two o’clock in the morning then tell me how perfect you think having a baby feels,” Harry looked up and frowned at Draco and pouted.
“Its worth it isn’t it?” Harry asked softly.
“What? Of course its worth it babe, just at the time when the hormones are coursing through you, you really don’t feel like it is,” Harry’s face softened slightly and Draco leant down and kissed his nose. “I wouldn’t exchange Alex for anything,” Draco whispered and they fell back into a comfortable silence.
*whimper* Was it awful? Was it okay? Where do I need to improve with this whole Nc-17 stuff... I'm not soo confident. Thanks for reading!!
Author: screaminglungs
Rating: NC-17... I'm not the best at this pr0n stuff please be gentle!!!
Pairing: Harry/Draco with a side order of Ron/Hermione and others.
Summary: Draco comes home from Hermione's house utterly furious at Harry one day for discussing their future and not consulting him. This starts a chain of events which will change their family life forever.
Warnings: MPREG!
Info: This is a multi-chaptered fic from the Snuffles Universe and all other parts can be read at my journal.
Part One
Part Two
Harry stood in the doorway of their bedroom and swallowed hard. He didn’t think he could remember a time when Draco looked more gorgeous. He was spread out on their bed, propped up against the headboard and reading some trashy muggle novel Hermione had gotten him for Christmas. He wasn’t wearing anything special, just a pair of green and black tartan pyjama bottoms and a loose white t-shirt, his long elegant feet crossed at the ankle.
Maybe that’s why Harry found him so gorgeous when he was like this, because to anyone else Draco wouldn’t look special right now. His hair wasn’t perfect, he wasn’t clad in his usual well cut robes or designer Muggle clothing, and he was just Draco. His beautiful, exquisite husband, and father of his child who, Harry thought with a wicked grin, was safely and happily tucked up in bed, fast asleep. It had been a really long day for Alex, but they’d only gotten back from Severus’ a few hours ago and both of them were on somewhat of a high after their big news.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” Harry snapped out of his Draco induced daze and met the cool-yet-amused grey eyes of his lover who was peering up at him over the top of his book.
Harry smiled at Draco cheekily and crossed his arms across his broad chest, he leant back against the door frame as he watched Draco close the book and put it to the side.
“And what if I was?” Harry asked smartly. Draco looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow at his partner, was that a challenge?
“Then I would most definitely have to remind you of what you would be missing by doing so,” Draco replied and without any warning kneeled in the middle of the bed and began to strip himself of his white t-shirt. He never once broke eye contact with Harry as he carefully shimmied the soft material up his torso, revealing inch after inch of smooth toned luminescent skin.
Harry’s green eyes widened. How was it that after so long this was still able to excite him so much? Draco broke eye contact with Harry only to pull the shirt over his head and throw it at the dark haired man, the white shirt hit Harry in the face and by the time he’d disentangled himself from it Draco was sitting in the middle of their bed absolutely, deliciously naked, his pyjama bottoms dangling from his finger. Harry was speechless, somebody was certainly eager this evening.
“So about you standing there all night, care to reconsider?” Draco smirked, obviously relishing the effect he was still able to have on Harry.
“Um… yes.” Harry stepped into the room and carefully, so as not to wake Alex, closed their bedroom door. Draco was lying back, reclining on the pillows and Harry licked his lips. It had been a while since they were able to get Alex into bed early enough to actually spend time making love, instead of some mutual gratification just to tide them over before they fell asleep. There was something special about tonight, a spark in the air, the promise of something new and Harry felt giddy.
“You’re beautiful you know,” Harry whispered as he wandered hurriedly across the room towards their large bed. As much as he wanted tonight to be sensual and romantic he was darn horny and couldn’t wait to get his hands on Draco.
He pushed his own pyjamas from his hips and removed his red t-shirt in what felt like one fluid motion sending the clothes and his glasses flying before gracelessly flopping onto the bed next to his partner. Draco smiled beatifically up at him, a slight colour to his cheeks from the compliment Harry had paid him.
Within seconds Harry was pressed against Draco’s side, the delicious feeling of skin against skin sending pleasure shivering down his spine. Draco’s sharp hip bones pressed into Harry’s lower abdomen and their legs intertwined. Harry’s own hand settled comfortably across Draco’s own lower belly, his fingers splayed over a familiar scar just above Draco’s coarse blonde pubic hair. Harry took a moment to consider it, knowing within a year he would have one much like it and there would be another person in their lives.
They stared into one another’s eyes for a moment that seemed to last minutes, they could still get so lost in one another, forgetting about the world until it shrunk into nothing more than them there on the bed.
“I love you,” Draco whispered, his voice hoarse and cracked and his eyes dilated with lust. Harry replied in the best way he could and leant down, claiming Draco’s mouth in a demanding passionate kiss. His tongue instantly pushing its way into Draco’s mouth seeking its warm slick partner hidden behind Draco’s teeth. Harry groaned at the contact, it had been far too long since they had done this, far too long indeed.
One of Draco’s hands found its way into Harry’s hair, his fingers tugging sharply at it just above Harry’s scalp, he followed the tug of Draco’s hand and they found a better angle. Draco moan softly as Harry bit down on his lower lip and tugged it, their eyes met and Harry smiled cheekily before releasing the swollen skin.
Draco’s hand slid down to cradle Harry’s skull as they kissed while Harry’s hand was making soothing patterns up and down Draco’s side from his armpit to the curve of his arse. They were both on their sides now, kissing slowly, it was a well practiced exercise between them and there was no need to rush. Harry sucked gently on Draco’s tongue while he grabbed Draco’s arse, pulling them closer together. They moaned simultaneously as their erections were brought into contact, rubbing together in the little space left between their hips.
Harry broke their kiss and locked gazes with his partner as he brought his free hand to his mouth and licked a thick stripe across his palm. He wedged his hand between them and caught Draco’s hiss of pleasure in his mouth as he wrapped his skilled fingers around their swollen flesh.
A couple of confident tugs had Draco panting and bucking his hips in the search of more contact.
“God, It’s been too long Harry,” Draco sighed and pressed his forehead to Harry’s as he continued to stroke them at a leisurely pace. A soft whimper made Harry release them and he rolled Draco onto his back, settling between his outstretched thighs.
“I know love,” Harry smiled softly and sealed their lips together as they kissed sloppily. Harry broke their kiss after a long moment and went about marking Draco’s neck and collarbone. Draco writhed beneath Harry causing delicious friction as their hips slid together.
“Mmm, Harry love, I know we were meant to make the most of this but I really need you in me,” Draco panted and gripped Harry’s back as he bucked his hips to show Harry he was desperate. As it had been such a long time Draco really didn’t think he was going to last.
“Alright hun,” Harry smirked and rolled off of Draco and reached into their bedside drawer to produce a tube of oil. Harry sat up slightly and slicked his fingers before shimmying down the bed so he was eye level with Draco’s cock. Draco opened his legs invitingly and Harry heard his breathing hitch as the first digit worked its way into Draco’s body. Draco’s hips twitched as Harry lovingly prepared him and he gasped loudly when Harry leaned over him and took Draco’s length into his mouth sucking gently at the head.
“Harry stop, I’m ready, I’m ready!” Draco panted and Harry grinned around him and pulled away, licking his lips. He positioned himself over Draco and after slicking himself up and Draco hooked his leg over Harry’s hip.
Harry gasped as he pushed inside; Draco’s body was so warm, tight and inviting that even after doing this a thousand times Harry had to give himself a moment to get used to it. When Harry could focus just marginally he looked down into Draco’s liquid silver eyes and smiled. These were moments of pure bliss for the two of them, when they stared into one another’s eyes and felt so connected like they were meant to be attached like this, for always. Life for once was doing what it was supposed to and things were going right. They had a beautiful child, soon to be another one on the way and they had never been more in love. Harry pressed his forehead to Draco’s and panted softly onto his lovers face making Draco shiver.
“Harry move,” Draco whined and Harry grinned before beginning a slow torturous pace, pulling out slowly until just the tip remained and pushing in powerfully but slowly. Draco groaned in a mixture of pleasure and frustration, Harry could be an awful tease when he wanted to be. Draco hooked both his legs around Harry’s hips and ground himself up into Harry’s pulsing length in an attempt to gain more friction and was delighted to hear his husband growl. It was just a matter of breaking Harry’s resolve until he was no longer able to control himself. It didn’t take long.
Harry slipped his arms underneath Draco’s shoulders and gripped his husband tightly so there was almost no room left between their bodies. Every thrust Harry made into Draco’s tight heat caused his belly to rub against Draco’s throbbing erection and the blonde haired man to gasped and babble incoherently.
Within minutes Draco’s muscles tightened, his thighs clenched around Harry’s hips and he came hotly between their bellies gasping for air before collapsing back onto his pillow, a boneless lump of goop. If Harry hadn’t been so close to coming himself he might have laughed at the utterly goofy sated look on his love’s face but instead he gave no more than a couple more thrusts and collapsed on top of his smaller husband.
Harry whispered a “Scourgify” as his head settled on top of Draco’s chest. Draco’s legs slipped from Harry’s waist and they laid there panting for several moments before Harry pulled out and settled against Draco’s side. Harry pressed kisses to Draco’s collar bone while the blonde man ran his hand up and down Harry’s back. They were content in their silence, happy to just be with one another and Harry could not remember ever feeling happier.
“I can barely believe today happened,” Draco whispered after several minutes, Harry looked up into the eyes of his husband and smiled. Harry reached over and took Draco’s free hand in his own, intertwining their fingers and kissed the back of Draco’s hand.
“Me either, everything just feels perfect,” Harry grinned and pressed another kiss to Draco’s still heated flesh while Draco chuckled jostling Harry’s head on his chest.
“Wait until you’ve got swollen ankles and you want nothing but duck and noodle soup at two o’clock in the morning then tell me how perfect you think having a baby feels,” Harry looked up and frowned at Draco and pouted.
“Its worth it isn’t it?” Harry asked softly.
“What? Of course its worth it babe, just at the time when the hormones are coursing through you, you really don’t feel like it is,” Harry’s face softened slightly and Draco leant down and kissed his nose. “I wouldn’t exchange Alex for anything,” Draco whispered and they fell back into a comfortable silence.
*whimper* Was it awful? Was it okay? Where do I need to improve with this whole Nc-17 stuff... I'm not soo confident. Thanks for reading!!