Life From the Start

Chapter 19: Wait No More

“Love you, Draco…” Harry murmured again; his face was pressed right at the crook of Draco’s delectable neck. The blond groaned and slid lower on his bed, bringing the writhing brunet with him.

Draco gasped when Harry bit into his skin. “Harry… H-Harry, love… If you continue that…” Draco gulped and turned his head to give Harry more room. “… Are you suuuuure?” Draco’s voice went up a pitch when Harry’s warm tongue soothed a bitten spot.

“Of course I am… Let’s hope nobody else will barge in here tonight,” Harry whispered against Draco’s neck. He slunk down, his lips grazing the blond’s collarbone. “You have too much clothes on.” He tugged halfheartedly at Draco’s jumper.

“I-I do?” Draco squeaked; he groaned inwardly. This was so unlike him… squeaking. “You could take it off… Or do you want me to help?”

Harry smiled and pushed his body up. “I’ll do it. You just lie there and relax.”

The brunet gave Draco a tender kiss before sitting up; legs straddling the blond’s thighs. Since Draco was half lying on the bed, it was easy for Harry to roll up the hem of the jumper and pulling it up painstakingly slow. Draco was groaning and closed his eyes when the jumper was passing over his eyes; Harry was rolling his arse on top of Draco’s arousal. At that moment, Draco wanted to just throw Harry onto the bed and ravish the beautiful man.

Harry smirked when Draco looked at him, spots of pink decorating the otherwise pale cheeks. He threw Draco’s jumper to the side, where it landed, it didn’t matter. The other teen was panting now and Harry could see Draco’s chest moving up and down, up and down…

“Let me pleasure you tonight, Draco…” Harry murmured; he swooped down and kissed the blond’s Adam’s apple. Draco hissed and threw his head back. “What do you say?” Harry mouthed Malfoy’s heated skin, licking and nipping his way up to the jaw.

Draco nodded his head, not trusting his voice to answer. He snaked his own hands under Harry’s sweater, kneading the soft skin and sinewy muscles of the brunet’s back. Everytime Potter moved, his back muscles rippled, making Draco purr and in response, squeezing Harry’s back. When Harry lowered his body, Draco found himself spontaneously parting his legs so that the green-eyed teen could be nestled in between. They were touching crotch to crotch and Draco let out a long moan when Harry gently thrust upward, pressing into Draco’s erection.

“D-don’t tease, Harry…” Draco whimpered; Harry was now smirking up at him, his hips continuously thrusting up. Draco let out a gurgle and tilted his head back, eyes snapping shut. “Please…”

“Please what?” Harry purred; he circled his hips and made himself moan in pleasure. “Do you want those trousers off?” Harry was panting along with Draco now. When Malfoy bit his lip and nodded, Harry chuckled and slid lower and knelt between the blond’s legs. “Very well… I’ll take them off. Don’t worry.”

Draco shivered. There was something very wicked in the tone of Harry’s voice. So… so sensual. He never knew Harry could be this way and it was making Draco very excited. When the sound of the zipper becoming undone reached his ears, Draco finally opened his eyes again and glanced down. All he saw was the top of Harry’s head, his fingers busy fumbling with the buttons. Malfoy smirked when Harry sighed happily after finally getting the buttons undone. Green eyes looked on mischievously; Draco lifted his hips while Harry slowly pulled his black trousers down, taking his boxers with it. The blond hissed when cool air hit the heated flesh of his cock; it sprang up without being confined beneath his boxers. Harry chuckled low in his throat and chucked the trousers away.

“That looks painful,” Harry said softly, nodding at the proud erection Draco was sporting.

“It is. Are you going to do something about it?” Draco asked cheekily. He reached down and circled his fingers around the girth of the hard flesh. Draco then lazily began moving his hand up and down, sliding the foreskin down and up. His breath hitched when heat bubbled in his belly; Draco squeezed the base of his cock, stopping the oncoming release.

Harry licked his lips; his eyes following the movement of Draco’s hand slowly tugging at his cock. He smiled when Draco tightened his fingers around the base. Silver eyes met green and they challenged Harry. The brunet slowly let his hand travel towards Draco; he covered the head of Draco’s swollen cock and smeared the pre-cum that was collected at the slit.
Draco mewled and squeezed harder. If Harry didn’t stop…

“Draco, it’s alright. Let go.”

“B-but… I-I can’t…” Draco stammered but nonetheless slowly released his prick. Harry also removed his hands and he planted them next to Draco’s hips.

Harry crawled closer to Draco again; he pressed his lips on top of Draco’s warm ones. He sucked on the blond’s bottom lip before licking it, asking for permission. Draco didn’t even hesitate to grant it; he parted his lips and right away, Harry’s tongue was mapping the warm cavern of his mouth. His own tongue was doing a dance with Harry’s, tangling together. When the blond was busy playing with tongues, Harry had moved his hand to Draco’s chest. They were still kissing hungrily when all of a sudden, Harry circled the sensitive nub with his finger. Malfoy jolted then groaned into Harry’s mouth when the brunet pinched his nipple.

They parted, their lips were now red and swollen. Breathing deeply, Harry latched onto Draco’s neck and sucked; his fingers were still rolling the abused nub. Draco arched, and snapped his hip upward. Harry bit down when Draco’s erection collided with his own.

“I think it’s only fair that you take off your clothes as well, Harry.” Draco moved his hands and went passed the waistband of Harry’s pants.

He kneaded the soft globes of flesh beneath his palms; Harry whimpered and started humping Draco earnestly, trying to get the pressure off his own arousal. Draco growled and dug his fingernails into Harry’s arse, stilling the movement. The material of Harry’s trousers was chafing his skin and there was one part of him that was extremely sensitive as of now.

“Get those trousers off. Now.” Draco held out his hand and Accio’d his wand from his neglected trousers. While Harry was fumbling with his zip, Draco pointed his wand at Potter’s legs. With a muttered spell, Harry’s trousers were gone. “Much better…” Draco whispered and let his wand roll out of his hand.

“You have to teach me that spell some time,” Harry smiled, “it took me awhile to get your trousers off.” He laid himself down; Draco wrapped his legs around Harry’s and pulled the brunet closer.

“I’ll teach you… if you beg,” Draco murmured in Harry’s ear. He felt absolutely giddy when he felt Harry shiver.

“You wish, Malfoy… You’ll teach me after I have my wicked way with you.”

Harry planted his knees on the mattress and moved away from Draco. The blond’s legs fell off from Harry’s back and then he bent them, feet flat on the bed. He was displaying himself like a wanton slut, but Draco didn’t care. He wanted Harry to see. Malfoy gave Potter a saucy smile and let his legs fall further apart, nothing was hidden. It was to his pleasure when Harry flushed a deep crimson, mouth gaping like a fish. But soon, Harry poised himself and went down on Draco like a hawk. In that moment, Harry was hovering right above Draco’s prominent erection and Draco was debating whether he should grasp Harry’s hair to stop him or not.

“No more waiting. No more teasing, Draco,” Harry said, his warm breath puffing on the swollen head. Harry then swiped his tongue flat on the dome-shaped head and then he swirled it before delving into the slit, tasting bitter saltiness.

Draco was using every ounce of self-restraint to not thrust his hips up. He was sure Harry wouldn’t be too happy to be poked in the eye by his cock. All musings were set aside when Harry finally wrapped his lips around his hardened member; warmness just covered the very sensitive head. Draco thought he had died and gone to heaven when Harry started moving and humming around his erection.

Harry was making small moans in the back of his throat; he was also slurping. The brunet’s tongue molded around the wide flesh and he felt every bump, every popped out vein. Draco had given up and now had his hands buried in Harry’s nest of hair; he was tugging everytime Harry bobbed his head down. A warm hand was now wrapped around the base, twisting and tugging. Harry moved up and hollowed out his cheeks, giving Draco’s cock an exceptionally hard suck.

“H-Harry… Gonna come! Can’t…!” Draco babbled right before he felt his balls drew up.

All Harry did was smile around the hard member and continued with his sucking. Draco wailed when he climaxed; his seeds were spurting out and down Harry’s greedy throat. The green-eyed teen swallowed every last drop without jerking his head away. When Draco laid there, after the orgasmic bliss, Harry released the softening cock and climbed up, putting his head on Draco’s chest. The blond tiredly splayed his hand on the back of Harry’s head, stroking the sweat-soaked hair.

“That was… That was unbelievable. It was… fantastic,” Draco sighed. He could feel Harry’s erection pressing against his thigh. “Harry… you didn’t…”

“Later. I’ll get to that,” Harry mumbled. “Just don’t… move. I want to be inside you.” Harry then looked up at the sated blond. “Will you… let me?” Harry asked shyly.

HPDMHPDM

“When are you ever going to get it through that thick skull of yours? They love each other. Can’t you see that?”

“I told Harry I was sorry, Hermione! What more do you want me to do?”

“No, Ron. You-you’re not sorry. I can tell.”

“What do you mean? Of course I meant it! I’m sorry for acting the way I did… I’m sorry for…”

“Are you really? Can you really see that Draco loves Harry? They’re not playing games, Ron. Draco isn’t playing around.”

“He’s not…”

Ron sank down into the couch and Hermione also sat down next to him. She took Ron’s hand and held it; the redheaded teen tightened his grip.

“They like each other,” Ron stated; he sighed. “There’s nothing I can do—”

“You better not do anything, Ronald Weasley!” Hermione snapped.

“I was just saying! I don’t want to be slapped by you again. It bloody hurts!” Ron mock pouted; Hermione smiled and brushed her fingertips along Ron’s face.

“Does it hurt now? I’m sorry… I was just so mad…”

“It’s fine. I deserved it. It woke me up, that slap.” Ron brought their hands up and he kissed Hermione’s fingers. “Am I forgiven?”

“Yes, Ron.”

They sat there and watched the fire dance in front of them, the orange light flickering across their faces.

“I wonder what they are doing right now…”

“Ron!”

“Sorry.”

HPDMHPDM

“Will you let me?”

Draco thought Harry was really cute, with that small pout on his face. It was the second time he asked Draco that question and the blond had not answered. In reality, he was more than happy to let Harry be inside him. Just the thought of it made Draco squirm in anticipation. It was going to hurt, Draco knew. He never… bottomed before. But he’ll do it for Harry, the man he loved.

“Yes, Harry. You may,” Draco finally answered; it was well worth it seeing the grin spreading across Harry’s face.

Then the grin turned to a look of nervousness.

“Ah… Draco?”

“Yes?”

“I… er… I’ve never…” Harry waved his hands around, his bottom lip jutting out, frowning. "Blowjobs are one thing... But this..."

Draco almost reached out to pinch Harry’s cheeks. Then it dawned on him that Harry never…

“It’s okay, love. I’ll… guide you.” It was a bit awkward, but no matter.

“This is so embarrassing…” Harry groaned, his face buried in Draco’s sweaty chest.

“No, it’s not. I think it’s sweet,” Draco said. He held out his hand again and Accio’d his wand. The cool piece of wood slapped against his palm. Draco poked Harry’s side with his wand to get the brunet’s attention. “Use a lubrication charm. I doubt there’s lube here.”

“Er…” Harry took Draco’s wand and pushed himself away from Malfoy’s body. Harry cleared his throat and posed himself before Draco. “Right. I-I’ll just cast the charm.” He waited until Draco was positioned and he said the spell.

Draco wriggled as the cold, oily feeling spread inside his puckered hole. He watched through hooded eyes as Harry put Draco’s wand to the side and slowly pressed his index finger against the furrowed skin. The tip of the digit was barely inside and Harry was curling his finger.

“You… might… oh! You might want to press in deeper, Harry,” Draco panted; he spread his legs wider and Harry went closer, his fingers went deeper. “You… oh fuck! Swirl… yessss… find the spot… find it… FUCK!” Draco’s body jerked when Harry’s finger brushed against the nub, his prostate.

Harry bit his lips and did what Draco asked. He was scared out of his wits when Draco screamed.

“Oh my… Did I hurt you? I’m sorry!” Harry apologized, his finger still moving around the tight channel.

Draco shook his head and started to press down on Harry’s finger. “No… No, that felt good… you can try two fingers now.”

Harry gulped and carefully slid his middle finger into the slightly loosened hole. Draco hissed in discomfort as two fingers were buried deep inside.

“Scissor them, Harry… Slowly… Yes… just like that…” Draco whispered; he was panting now and he barely noticed he was basically fucking himself on Harry’s fingers.

Harry almost exploded as he watched his blond lover ride his scissoring fingers. The opening was now loose and the muscles weren’t that tight around his digits.

“I think you’re good, Draco…” Harry said breathily.

“Mmm… Yesss… good…” Harry took his fingers out and Draco whined at the missing fullness.

Harry picked up Draco’s wand and cast the lubrication charm again, this time on his own hand. He slowly wrapped his hand around his arousal and spread the oily substance. Once he was fully coated, Harry held his cock in his hand, the head nudging the loosened entrance.

“I don’t want to hurt you…” Harry said worriedly.

“You won’t,” Draco said.

Harry closed his eyes and pressed in. Both teens cried out. Draco cried out because of the burn and the fullness with Harry’s cock. Harry cried out because of the sheer tightness of the warm channel. The brunet pushed another inch inside Draco’s willing body, making the blond moan in pleasure. The burn was slowly ebbing away and all that was left was pleasure. When the final inch was inside, Harry stilled and waited until he was used to the tight feeling.

“Merlin, you feel so good, Draco. So good around me…” Harry gasped and thrust once.

“Yes, good!” Draco wrapped his legs around Harry and pulled the brunet closer. The penetration went deeper.

Harry started moving after waiting for about half a minute. Draco met Harry thrust for thrust. Everytime Harry’s cock hit his prostate, Draco would moan and his inner muscles would clench around the thick member inside him. Harry would gasp each time he felt his prick being held in a tight grip. He pushed in harder, slamming right into Draco. The bed was creaking and groaning with each of Harry’s thrusts. Sweat poured from their faces. Their eyes never left each other. When Harry felt himself getting close, he bent down and claimed Draco’s lips; Malfoy answered enthusiastically.

“I love you… Love you forever,” Harry mumbled.

“Me, too… Love you forever…”

Draco cried when Harry hit his prostate again, his seeds spraying between their heated bodies. Harry let out a grunt and pushed in hard, Draco’s muscles milking every last drop out of him. Potter flopped down onto Draco like a dead fish; Malfoy groaned and wrapped his arms around the younger teen.

“Are you alright?”

“I should be asking you that, Draco,” Harry murmured tiredly. He pulled out and rolled to Draco’s side. He threw his arm across Draco’s chest and sighed, snuggling into the blond.

“Draco… You’ll be with me forever… Right?”

“Of course, Harry. I promised you forever.”

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