Scars III
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
5,117
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ecstasy
Chapter 14: Ecstasy
His lips were rough, his tongue dominant, his skin cool. Draco was being encompassed by the heat, by the chill. Cold stone at his back, burning heat in his blood, cool skin against his own, the warmth of Harry’s mouth, a bone chilling wind.
His fingers were tangled in Harry’s mass of jet hair. Harry’s hands were not nearly so subtle. They were on his skin, under his shirt, across his chest. Like knives of freezing heat those slim fingernails pulled at his skin, over his ribs, leaving tiny red scratches.
As they broke apart Draco gasped for air and could see his breath as warm mist in the night sky. He hardly thought of that however, as he was now working to remove Harry’s robes and shirt. As soon as it was done he took a moment to star in wonder and lust at his Mate’s skin.
It was pale as the crescent moon over head. Muscle showed as raised mounds beneath flesh. His dark nipples were hard with cold or lust. Draco blinked and the sight was gone, his mouth being assaulted yet again as he was pressed even more harshly against the castle wall.
He could not resist moving his thin fingers over Harry’s torso, feeling the almost warm skin. The grooves of his body, the hollow of his navel. But the revelation was soon outdone as Harry moved his mouth down, unto Draco’s throat. For a single instant Draco felt fear as he wondered if Harry would bite him, but it passed as an insanely hot tongue stroked his jugular. Then further down. Over his collar bone, across the top of his ribcage and then lips were closing around his own pink nipple as a hand caressed the other.
Draco could hear himself moaning. His fingers scrambling over the length of Harry’s back, his nails catching occasionally in digging small pinprick holes. All too soon Harry was moving again and Draco moaned for that sensation to return then gasped at the unexpected fire that shot to his groan when Harry dipped his tongue into his naval.
“Please…” Draco groaned, his hands tightening on Harry’s shoulders. Drawing him up so Draco could taste his mouth yet again.
“Draco,” Harry moaned and Draco noticed that his eyes were a deep molten silver.
Draco smiled at his mate, the vampire he loved more than anything on this god forsaken world and reached for Harry’s belt. He could practically feel Harry purring as he slid a hand beneath the fabric and teased the vampire’s need.
“Please,” Harry gasped as Draco’s fingers needed him. “Draco…please…I have…have to…”
“Yeah,” Draco whispered in his ear. He could feel it to. That deep ach, the pounding in his ears, the soul wrenching need.
Draco used one hand, fumbling a bit in his hurry, to unfasten his own pants. None to soon he was completely naked. Harry could not keep back the growl at see him so completely without clothes and Draco grinned at him.
Before Draco could even comprehend what had happened he was on his back, Harry unfamiliar eyes staring down at him. With a wince he felt Harry push one finger, then two within him. He licked his lip, trying to relax as a third finger was added. It was hard not to focus on the pain but as Harry leaned down and kissed him it seemed to vanish without a thought.
But then he fingers were gone and something far larger was in their place. But Draco had no time to worry as Harry as inside him and, cock and tongue both. And the feeling was like the world suddenly turning upright after years of being tilted to the left.
Pain and pleasure mingled as Harry eased into him until he was fully sheathed.
For a moment they simply lay there, panting, staring into one another’s eyes, gold and silver. But then Draco fidgeted and Harry pulled back before slamming back into place. And again. And again, this time Harry hit him somewhere within that made the stars turn into fireworks and Draco let out a keening wail that seemed to have nothing human to it.
He heard Harry speak, but could not understand the meaning as Harry was pumping into him against and again and each time he hit that spot and Draco could hardly stand the pure energy he felt within him, around him.
And then he was coming, the release was like falling into bliss and for more than a moment he lost all awareness of everything. But then he heard Harry make a sound, something between a growl and Draco’s own name being moaned. And then Harry was laying on top of him.
Just as Draco felt himself begin to drift off into sleep, his arms wrapped around the surprisingly light vampire on top of him, he heard Harry say, “I love you, more than you know, my Dragon.”
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His lips were rough, his tongue dominant, his skin cool. Draco was being encompassed by the heat, by the chill. Cold stone at his back, burning heat in his blood, cool skin against his own, the warmth of Harry’s mouth, a bone chilling wind.
His fingers were tangled in Harry’s mass of jet hair. Harry’s hands were not nearly so subtle. They were on his skin, under his shirt, across his chest. Like knives of freezing heat those slim fingernails pulled at his skin, over his ribs, leaving tiny red scratches.
As they broke apart Draco gasped for air and could see his breath as warm mist in the night sky. He hardly thought of that however, as he was now working to remove Harry’s robes and shirt. As soon as it was done he took a moment to star in wonder and lust at his Mate’s skin.
It was pale as the crescent moon over head. Muscle showed as raised mounds beneath flesh. His dark nipples were hard with cold or lust. Draco blinked and the sight was gone, his mouth being assaulted yet again as he was pressed even more harshly against the castle wall.
He could not resist moving his thin fingers over Harry’s torso, feeling the almost warm skin. The grooves of his body, the hollow of his navel. But the revelation was soon outdone as Harry moved his mouth down, unto Draco’s throat. For a single instant Draco felt fear as he wondered if Harry would bite him, but it passed as an insanely hot tongue stroked his jugular. Then further down. Over his collar bone, across the top of his ribcage and then lips were closing around his own pink nipple as a hand caressed the other.
Draco could hear himself moaning. His fingers scrambling over the length of Harry’s back, his nails catching occasionally in digging small pinprick holes. All too soon Harry was moving again and Draco moaned for that sensation to return then gasped at the unexpected fire that shot to his groan when Harry dipped his tongue into his naval.
“Please…” Draco groaned, his hands tightening on Harry’s shoulders. Drawing him up so Draco could taste his mouth yet again.
“Draco,” Harry moaned and Draco noticed that his eyes were a deep molten silver.
Draco smiled at his mate, the vampire he loved more than anything on this god forsaken world and reached for Harry’s belt. He could practically feel Harry purring as he slid a hand beneath the fabric and teased the vampire’s need.
“Please,” Harry gasped as Draco’s fingers needed him. “Draco…please…I have…have to…”
“Yeah,” Draco whispered in his ear. He could feel it to. That deep ach, the pounding in his ears, the soul wrenching need.
Draco used one hand, fumbling a bit in his hurry, to unfasten his own pants. None to soon he was completely naked. Harry could not keep back the growl at see him so completely without clothes and Draco grinned at him.
Before Draco could even comprehend what had happened he was on his back, Harry unfamiliar eyes staring down at him. With a wince he felt Harry push one finger, then two within him. He licked his lip, trying to relax as a third finger was added. It was hard not to focus on the pain but as Harry leaned down and kissed him it seemed to vanish without a thought.
But then he fingers were gone and something far larger was in their place. But Draco had no time to worry as Harry as inside him and, cock and tongue both. And the feeling was like the world suddenly turning upright after years of being tilted to the left.
Pain and pleasure mingled as Harry eased into him until he was fully sheathed.
For a moment they simply lay there, panting, staring into one another’s eyes, gold and silver. But then Draco fidgeted and Harry pulled back before slamming back into place. And again. And again, this time Harry hit him somewhere within that made the stars turn into fireworks and Draco let out a keening wail that seemed to have nothing human to it.
He heard Harry speak, but could not understand the meaning as Harry was pumping into him against and again and each time he hit that spot and Draco could hardly stand the pure energy he felt within him, around him.
And then he was coming, the release was like falling into bliss and for more than a moment he lost all awareness of everything. But then he heard Harry make a sound, something between a growl and Draco’s own name being moaned. And then Harry was laying on top of him.
Just as Draco felt himself begin to drift off into sleep, his arms wrapped around the surprisingly light vampire on top of him, he heard Harry say, “I love you, more than you know, my Dragon.”
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