Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
52
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20,407
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85
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Currently Reading:
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Oh, For the Love Of...
Chapter Number/Total: 13/52
Chapter Title: Oh, For the Love Of...
Words: 1569 Words
As soon as Lee was gone, Harry responded to Draco quickly, moaning loudly as Draco sucked on his neck. He grabbed Draco's arse to grind into him.
Draco was beyond noticing Lee or anything besides Harry. He moaned delightedly when Harry rubbed against him.
"Here," Harry panted, moving Draco against a desk and then pushing him to sit on top of it with his back against the glass of one of the windows. The ribbons were going positively mad, swarming and waving, wiggling and jumping.
"Gods," Draco gasped, not letting go of Harry as the magic surged again.
With a single passing of Harry's hand, Draco's clothes were gone and piled on the floor, his bare skin pressed against the window. Almost immediately, Harry descended upon Draco's cock, closing his mouth over it quickly.
Draco's head smacked into the glass barrier as he threw it back in a moan. He didn't even feel the pain. His hands wrapped in Harry's hair as he shuddered.
Harry looked up in slight alarm when Draco smacked his head, but when he seemed okay, Harry went back to the task at hand, sucking firmly as he played his tongue over the head and ridge of Draco's cock.
"Mmmm," Draco hummed, Harry's magic answered by the room behind him.
Keeping up until Harry could feel that Draco would come soon, he pulled away. "You want me to finish you off or do you wanna fuck?" he asked, his own brain clouded.
"Fuck," Draco gasped, "against the glass!"
"Get on your knees, face the glass, and press against it," Harry said, getting quickly to his feet and stripping himself. "But it's not an order."
Order or not, Draco moved quickly to comply, trembling with need.
Harry climbed up onto the desk as well, fingers already slicked. He nearly slipped off in his haste and he was thankful that the desk was rather wide. He slid his fingers down the crack of Draco's arse and then gently into him, moaning at the knowledge that his cock would be there very soon.
Fire crackled over Draco's skin and surged from every point of contact with Harry. The blond moaned, pushing against his lover's fingers as he pressed his hands and face to the glass.
It didn't take very long at all for Draco to be ready for Harry. Draco being so turned on was turning Harry on strongly too. He slicked his cock and then moved forward on his knees, finding Draco's entrance and breaching him slowly. "Fuck," he let out in a whisper, one arm around Draco's waist to steady himself and the blond.
Draco moaned loudly, hips pushing back against his lover. Power ran through his body like a kind of loud vibrating hum.
Harry moved moderately slowly for a few minutes, rolling his hips against Draco and completely drowning in the feel of him, but it wasn't long before he was really fucking him, his thrusts pinning Draco pressed firmly to the glass. The ribbons were reacting so crazily, Harry wondered if they might explode.
Draco moaned and thrashed, magic swirling through and around him in waves with each of his lover's thrusts.
"I love you," Harry whispered, and a few of the ribbons did actually go still and then float to ground, as if shorted out from that statement.
Draco was beyond words by this point, his heart beating so fast that it pounded in his ears. He turned his head to kiss Harry's lips.
Harry leaned forward, catching Draco's lips with his own, his release fast approaching. He placed hands on the glass near Draco's and was amazed when he could feel a small something himself. It spurred him on and he thrust into Draco deeply, pausing for a very short moment with each push inside to make sure he was going as far as he could.
Draco began a kind of keening noise as the magic became so intense that he couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure anymore.
Breaking away from the kiss to throw his head back, Harry came with a very loud shout and several following moans, still pumping into Draco as he emptied himself inside him.
Draco's entire body spasmed with Harry's and his combined release, and the magic reached a level that made the world go white.
Harry wrapped both arms around Draco's waist, holding him tightly with his eyes closed as he panted. He was sweatier now than he had been before and the glass in front of them was very marked up and somewhat foggy.
Draco floated in some place wonderful, held in Harry's arms. He breathed deeply, feeling content.
Harry didn't feel like moving and he pressed his cheek against Draco's skin, his spine curving slightly. He remained pressed inside Draco, still holding him.
Draco hummed happily at the feelings of love, his husband's body pressed against him.
Harry couldn't bring himself to pull away, not even when his knees started hurting. "Draco," he whispered.
"Mmm?" Draco hummed.
"Should we move?" Harry asked, kissing the blond's shoulder.
"I love you," Draco managed to whisper, unable to think of anything else.
Harry smiled and gently swayed back and forth with Draco, deciding that he was unconcerned with moving for the moment.
Draco had lost all sense of time. He hummed happily with his lover, holding him.
Harry rocked with Draco for another few minutes before his legs really started hurting and he remembered that Lee was probably waiting for them, and they were putting him at high risk of losing his job. "Draco?" he said quietly. "My knees feel like they're going to fall off."
"Mmmm?" Draco hummed, still caught in the power of the magics.
Harry snorted and slowly backed away from Draco and got gingerly to his feet, rubbing the skin that had been pressed to the desk. "How can you not feel the same way?" he asked, looking at Draco and where his knees were still against the wood.
Draco shuddered and whined when Harry pulled away.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Draco, we can lay in bed together all day, but as for right now, you know that bloke? That bloke that kindly let us in here, risking his job and mind? He's probably waiting and getting more annoyed by the second because we can't keep it in our pants." He laughed. "Perhaps we should go."
Draco was trying to think, but the magic was making if difficult to think of anything but touching Harry. He took several slow, deep breaths and pushed himself away from the window. He winced when he realised his knees were bruised.
Harry bent and began dressing himself after doing a quick, wandless Cleaning Charm.
Draco climbed shakily from the desk and looked about for his wand. He found it and did a Cleaning Charm as well before starting to dress.
Once clothed, Harry observed the ribbon-like things again and saw that the ones that had floated to the ground, as if unable to take the sex they'd had, were slowly raising up again, regaining their flowing movement.
Draco glanced back at the window, his breath catching when he did, and then he forced himself to look away. "I'm ... ready," he said in a still-shaky voice.
Harry turned back to Draco and nearly kissed him, but then thought better of it as they had just gotten their clothes back on. He picked up his Invisibility Cloak instead, holding it up for Draco to get under.
Draco groaned as he stepped close to Harry and wrapped them in the Cloak.
Judging from Draco's groan, Harry figured they should get out quickly, and he led them over to the door, shuffling his feet as fast as he could go with Draco pressed close behind him and restricting his movement. He opened the door a small crack to make sure the coast was clear and was relieved when he saw only Lee, looking perhaps a small bit disgruntled.
Harry stepped out of the room with Draco and shut the door. "Sorry," he said quietly to Lee as the room began spinning. He was glad the man could not see his face as he would then see the deep flush. He wondered if he would tell the twins and hoped he wouldn't.
"It's okay," Lee said, shaking his head. He snorted amusedly. "Fred and George told me to be prepared."
"Merde'," Draco whispered.
Harry sighed, wondering what else the twins had told Lee. "You back?" he asked Draco, looking over his shoulder to raise a slightly amused eyebrow at him.
"Yes," Draco hissed, his body tense.
Questions could wait for when they got home so Harry turned back to Lee, even though the man wouldn't be able to tell. "We've done all we had to do today," he said. "We can head out now."
"You mean all you had to do and then some?" Lee asked with a small snort.
Harry flushed again. "Sure," he said quickly. "You ready to go?"
Lee chuckled. "Yeah," he said, "just follow me again - and you might want to do that Silencing Charm."
Draco cast the charm and they followed Lee out.
Chapter Title: Oh, For the Love Of...
Words: 1569 Words
As soon as Lee was gone, Harry responded to Draco quickly, moaning loudly as Draco sucked on his neck. He grabbed Draco's arse to grind into him.
Draco was beyond noticing Lee or anything besides Harry. He moaned delightedly when Harry rubbed against him.
"Here," Harry panted, moving Draco against a desk and then pushing him to sit on top of it with his back against the glass of one of the windows. The ribbons were going positively mad, swarming and waving, wiggling and jumping.
"Gods," Draco gasped, not letting go of Harry as the magic surged again.
With a single passing of Harry's hand, Draco's clothes were gone and piled on the floor, his bare skin pressed against the window. Almost immediately, Harry descended upon Draco's cock, closing his mouth over it quickly.
Draco's head smacked into the glass barrier as he threw it back in a moan. He didn't even feel the pain. His hands wrapped in Harry's hair as he shuddered.
Harry looked up in slight alarm when Draco smacked his head, but when he seemed okay, Harry went back to the task at hand, sucking firmly as he played his tongue over the head and ridge of Draco's cock.
"Mmmm," Draco hummed, Harry's magic answered by the room behind him.
Keeping up until Harry could feel that Draco would come soon, he pulled away. "You want me to finish you off or do you wanna fuck?" he asked, his own brain clouded.
"Fuck," Draco gasped, "against the glass!"
"Get on your knees, face the glass, and press against it," Harry said, getting quickly to his feet and stripping himself. "But it's not an order."
Order or not, Draco moved quickly to comply, trembling with need.
Harry climbed up onto the desk as well, fingers already slicked. He nearly slipped off in his haste and he was thankful that the desk was rather wide. He slid his fingers down the crack of Draco's arse and then gently into him, moaning at the knowledge that his cock would be there very soon.
Fire crackled over Draco's skin and surged from every point of contact with Harry. The blond moaned, pushing against his lover's fingers as he pressed his hands and face to the glass.
It didn't take very long at all for Draco to be ready for Harry. Draco being so turned on was turning Harry on strongly too. He slicked his cock and then moved forward on his knees, finding Draco's entrance and breaching him slowly. "Fuck," he let out in a whisper, one arm around Draco's waist to steady himself and the blond.
Draco moaned loudly, hips pushing back against his lover. Power ran through his body like a kind of loud vibrating hum.
Harry moved moderately slowly for a few minutes, rolling his hips against Draco and completely drowning in the feel of him, but it wasn't long before he was really fucking him, his thrusts pinning Draco pressed firmly to the glass. The ribbons were reacting so crazily, Harry wondered if they might explode.
Draco moaned and thrashed, magic swirling through and around him in waves with each of his lover's thrusts.
"I love you," Harry whispered, and a few of the ribbons did actually go still and then float to ground, as if shorted out from that statement.
Draco was beyond words by this point, his heart beating so fast that it pounded in his ears. He turned his head to kiss Harry's lips.
Harry leaned forward, catching Draco's lips with his own, his release fast approaching. He placed hands on the glass near Draco's and was amazed when he could feel a small something himself. It spurred him on and he thrust into Draco deeply, pausing for a very short moment with each push inside to make sure he was going as far as he could.
Draco began a kind of keening noise as the magic became so intense that he couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure anymore.
Breaking away from the kiss to throw his head back, Harry came with a very loud shout and several following moans, still pumping into Draco as he emptied himself inside him.
Draco's entire body spasmed with Harry's and his combined release, and the magic reached a level that made the world go white.
Harry wrapped both arms around Draco's waist, holding him tightly with his eyes closed as he panted. He was sweatier now than he had been before and the glass in front of them was very marked up and somewhat foggy.
Draco floated in some place wonderful, held in Harry's arms. He breathed deeply, feeling content.
Harry didn't feel like moving and he pressed his cheek against Draco's skin, his spine curving slightly. He remained pressed inside Draco, still holding him.
Draco hummed happily at the feelings of love, his husband's body pressed against him.
Harry couldn't bring himself to pull away, not even when his knees started hurting. "Draco," he whispered.
"Mmm?" Draco hummed.
"Should we move?" Harry asked, kissing the blond's shoulder.
"I love you," Draco managed to whisper, unable to think of anything else.
Harry smiled and gently swayed back and forth with Draco, deciding that he was unconcerned with moving for the moment.
Draco had lost all sense of time. He hummed happily with his lover, holding him.
Harry rocked with Draco for another few minutes before his legs really started hurting and he remembered that Lee was probably waiting for them, and they were putting him at high risk of losing his job. "Draco?" he said quietly. "My knees feel like they're going to fall off."
"Mmmm?" Draco hummed, still caught in the power of the magics.
Harry snorted and slowly backed away from Draco and got gingerly to his feet, rubbing the skin that had been pressed to the desk. "How can you not feel the same way?" he asked, looking at Draco and where his knees were still against the wood.
Draco shuddered and whined when Harry pulled away.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Draco, we can lay in bed together all day, but as for right now, you know that bloke? That bloke that kindly let us in here, risking his job and mind? He's probably waiting and getting more annoyed by the second because we can't keep it in our pants." He laughed. "Perhaps we should go."
Draco was trying to think, but the magic was making if difficult to think of anything but touching Harry. He took several slow, deep breaths and pushed himself away from the window. He winced when he realised his knees were bruised.
Harry bent and began dressing himself after doing a quick, wandless Cleaning Charm.
Draco climbed shakily from the desk and looked about for his wand. He found it and did a Cleaning Charm as well before starting to dress.
Once clothed, Harry observed the ribbon-like things again and saw that the ones that had floated to the ground, as if unable to take the sex they'd had, were slowly raising up again, regaining their flowing movement.
Draco glanced back at the window, his breath catching when he did, and then he forced himself to look away. "I'm ... ready," he said in a still-shaky voice.
Harry turned back to Draco and nearly kissed him, but then thought better of it as they had just gotten their clothes back on. He picked up his Invisibility Cloak instead, holding it up for Draco to get under.
Draco groaned as he stepped close to Harry and wrapped them in the Cloak.
Judging from Draco's groan, Harry figured they should get out quickly, and he led them over to the door, shuffling his feet as fast as he could go with Draco pressed close behind him and restricting his movement. He opened the door a small crack to make sure the coast was clear and was relieved when he saw only Lee, looking perhaps a small bit disgruntled.
Harry stepped out of the room with Draco and shut the door. "Sorry," he said quietly to Lee as the room began spinning. He was glad the man could not see his face as he would then see the deep flush. He wondered if he would tell the twins and hoped he wouldn't.
"It's okay," Lee said, shaking his head. He snorted amusedly. "Fred and George told me to be prepared."
"Merde'," Draco whispered.
Harry sighed, wondering what else the twins had told Lee. "You back?" he asked Draco, looking over his shoulder to raise a slightly amused eyebrow at him.
"Yes," Draco hissed, his body tense.
Questions could wait for when they got home so Harry turned back to Lee, even though the man wouldn't be able to tell. "We've done all we had to do today," he said. "We can head out now."
"You mean all you had to do and then some?" Lee asked with a small snort.
Harry flushed again. "Sure," he said quickly. "You ready to go?"
Lee chuckled. "Yeah," he said, "just follow me again - and you might want to do that Silencing Charm."
Draco cast the charm and they followed Lee out.