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Legilimency Lesson
Chapter Number/Total: 2/52
Chapter Title: Legilimency Lesson
Words: 1906 Words
Draco closed the door of his and Harry's sitting room. Fleur had agreed to take Valen for the morning, and the blond walked back into their bedroom. Harry was still in bed, having just fed their infant. Dressed only in his black silk dressing gown, Draco crossed his arms on his chest and stood looking down at his husband.
Harry crossed his arms behind his head and looked up at Draco. "What?" he asked, eyebrow raised.
Draco smirked but didn't say a word. He continued waiting.
Harry snorted and grinned. "Is that your I-want-to-shag pose?" he asked.
Draco considered the man in his bed for another minute. "I have a new game for you, Harry," he purred.
Harry licked his lips and smiled slyly. "And what is that, my love?" he asked, his interest quite piqued.
"I will think of something I want to do to you, or have you do to me," he smiled, "then you tell me what it is and we enact it."
Harry smirked. "Why do I feel like I should have known it would be something like that?" he said, thinking that perhaps learning Legilimency wouldn't be so bad.
Draco raised an eyebrow but didn't respond otherwise.
"You're going to have to move closer for me to read your mind, Draco," Harry said, beckoning with a finger.
Draco stood beside the bed, his heart speeding up already as he tried to keep the image in his mind.
Harry looked up into Draco's face, focusing in on his eyes. He tried to remember what he had done the last time, concentrating on that little pull he had felt into Draco's mind. He let out a growl of frustration when it wouldn't work and broke eye-contact, bringing his arms from behind his head to rub at his temples for a moment. "Okay," he said to himself, opening his eyes and taking a large breath through his nose. He stared into Draco's eyes again.
After several more tries as his cock grew steadily harder in anticipation, Harry finally felt that pull and was once again staring at a blurry picture. The image was of Draco standing and tied to the bed post.
Harry groaned at the picture and blinked, breaking the connection. He practically sprung from the bed and attacked Draco's dressing gown, pulling and tugging at it roughly to get it off the blond.
The image of a cat pouncing came to Draco’s mind as his husband jumped. He did his best not to laugh as Harry stripped him.
Harry flung the material away, grabbed Draco's arm, and pulled him over to the nearest bed post, pressing him against it. "I love the way you think," he whispered in his ear.
Draco held the post and smirked, waiting to see what Harry would do next.
Harry didn't have enough patience to try and conjure ropes without a wand, so he silently Summoned his and tied Draco to the post with a nonverbal spell. He tossed the wand on the bed and then delivered a flat lick to the skin of Draco's shoulder, squeezing his arse cheeks with both hands.
Draco trembled as Harry bound him. He arched his back, pressing himself into Harry's hands.
"Mmm," Harry moaned, squeezing harder and letting his teeth graze Draco's skin threateningly.
Draco hissed, his cock twitching as well.
Wondering when he'd come to like biting so much, Harry took Draco's flesh into his mouth and closed his teeth down on it, not enough to make it bleed, but hard enough to hurt. He pressed closer to let Draco feel how hard he was.
Draco began to pant, breathing into the pain of the bite and the feel of Harry's cock against him.
Harry licked the mark on Draco's shoulder as he moved his hands inward to spread Draco apart and rub his cock between his arse cheeks. "Mmm, want this?" he said huskily as he licked the mark again and then moved to make another.
"Yes," Draco hissed again, feeling Harry's teeth sink into him and pushing his own hips back against Harry's cock.
"Fuck," Harry growled, nails biting into Draco where his hands now rested on his hips. He passed one of those hands over his cock quickly so that rubbing against Draco was suddenly much easier with the lube there. He gripped Draco's sides again and held him firmly against him as he moved.
Draco moaned as Harry teased him. It was glorious. Harry's thick cock pressed against him as his magic flared over Draco's skin. "Yours," the blond gasped.
Harry smirked widely and ceased the movement of his hips, instead reaching a hand to move his cock against Draco. "I'm going to fuck you," he whispered to him.
Draco loved the feeling of being helpless to anything Harry would do to him. "Yes," he whispered, spreading his legs wider and holding on to the ropes that bound his hands.
Harry moved slightly aside and slid fingers between Draco's arse cheeks, slicking them with more lube and pressing them in. "You like this?" he asked, voice deep as he pressed his fingers to Draco's prostate, stroking it.
"Gods, yes!" Draco gasped, swaying in the ropes as his knees went weak at the feel of Harry's fingers stroking him.
"How much?" Harry asked, continuing to tease Draco with his fingers, his cock twitching with what he was doing.
"I need you," Draco moaned. "I love the feel of you inside me."
Harry moaned quietly, moving his cock to replace his fingers at Draco's entrance quickly. He pushed inside of him and rested his forehead against Draco's neck, revelling in the feel of being inside his husband. It never got old. "Fuck," he moaned again, licking Draco's skin because he felt like he needed something to do with his mouth.
"Yes, fuck me, bite me, use me," Draco moaned as Harry filled him. "I am yours, all yours!"
Harry couldn't resist biting Draco again after those words and slamming his hips forward, panting. His hands roamed Draco's body, twisting and pulling his nipples, scratching down his chest and stomach, all as he fucked and bit him.
Draco moaned and thrashed under his husband's rough treatment. It was like being fucked by a lion again and the very thought brought him closer to orgasm with every bite, scratch and thrust.
"Fuck, Draco!" Harry cried, releasing a mouthful of Draco's skin as he threw his head back, body tingling on the edge of orgasm. One more thrust and he was coming, pressing firmly against Draco's body as he emptied himself into him.
Every scratch and bite mark tingled as Harry's power surged, bringing Draco to orgasm as well. Thick jets of come marked the bed in front of him and he was screaming incoherently as he shuddered with it.
Harry leaned into Draco as he panted in the aftermath of his orgasm. When he felt he could move without falling flat on his arse, he pulled out of Draco and fell to the bed on his back, staring up at the canopy with a sated smile.
Draco hung in the ropes, panting. He smiled as Harry fell onto the bed. "Not bad," he drawled.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Excuse me?" he said. "I'd say I just fucked you pretty damn good." He snorted with pretended indignance.
Draco chuckled. "Yes, that you did." He smiled. "I was referring to your Legilimency."
"Oh," Harry said with a laugh. "Well, then yeah. I guess I did okay."
"Next time you might even get the details," Draco teased him.
"There were details?" Harry asked, reaching beneath himself to grab his wand, which he had landed on. He flicked it at Draco and released him from the ropes.
Draco fell forward, barely catching himself before falling into the mess on the bed.
Harry snorted. "Nice one," he said.
"Git," Draco said with a laugh.
Harry laughed too and sighed happily, putting his arms behind his head once again.
Draco got control of his shaky limbs, pushing back enough to crawl around the messy area and collapse beside his husband.
Harry sighed again and moved one arm to pull Draco closer. "So, how long do you think until I have this Legilimency down?" he asked.
"Depends on whether you can focus well enough to get the whole picture before you tear me apart," Draco said, chuckling.
Harry smiled crookedly. "We'll see next time," he said with an eyebrow waggle.
"You need a lot of practise," Draco tried to say seriously, but he ended up with a crooked smile as well.
Harry nodded. "I know," he said, and he was being serious, but it didn't stop him from kissing Draco gently on the lips, the smile still on his face.
***
Draco had been using sex to teach Harry Legilimency for the past few days and Harry still wasn't great at it, but the images were getting a bit clearer. It made him feel better, but once again, Harry was torn between wanting to get good so he could get all of this over with, and never getting any better so that the day wouldn't come. He shook his head to chase those thoughts away, trying to relax for at least one day. It had been a while since everyone staying at the Manor had all gathered in one room to simply be together. Harry found that he'd rather missed it. He pressed closer on the sofa next to Draco and smiled at Fred and George amusedly as they took turns doing small bits of magic from different places in the room. They were trying to see if Valen would look at them, whooping when he did.
Fleur was holding the baby and she laughed delightedly every time he searched around for the source of magic.
Draco watched the antics with a big smile on his face, his arm around his husband. He was comfortably sore from his latest Legilimency lesson with Harry and feeling content.
"Merlin, he catches everything," George said, coming nearer to Valen and shooting sparks into the air with his wand. He grinned widely when Valen wriggled harder than ever and actually smiled.
"My goodness," said Fleur with amusement.
"Here," said Fred, grabbing one of Valen's blankets and spreading it out. "Set him on the floor."
Fleur passed Valen to George and George laid the baby on his belly and watched as he tried to lift his head.
"Does he have any toys?" Fred asked, getting to the floor on his stomach to make noises and faces at Valen.
"Toys?" Draco asked. It really hadn't occurred to him.
"We haven't been out to buy him any," Harry said. "So, no. He doesn't have them." He frowned, realising that he hadn't thought of toys either.
"What kind of kid doesn't have toys?" Fred asked, raising his eyebrows at Harry and Draco.
Draco was frowning. "There are probably some of my old toys," he said, "in the nursery."
Fred and George both made disapproving noises.
"Aww, that's no good," said George. "Especially with your money!"
"George," Mrs Weasley said sternly.
George rolled his eyes. "Please, Mum. He knows he's rich."
Harry snorted. "We just haven't been out. It's not exactly safe to just go in some toy shop right now. Come to think of it ... I've never even been in a wizarding toy shop."
Draco looked at his child and thought about what life would be like if they didn't have to hide in the Manor. Or even hide the existence of their child period.
"Well, that's why you order things, Harry," George said, shaking his head.
Harry shrugged. "I wouldn't know where to order from and he's seems happy. He likes magic."
The twins both nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, I guess he does," said Fred. "You know what would be cool though? If he had a toy that let off magic. I bet he'd love it."
"Yeah, or even like ... a teether or something like that. He'll need one of those soon," said George.
Harry's eyes widened slightly. "Hopefully not soon," he said, thinking of the horror that would be for his nipples.
The twins snickered.
Draco leaned over, whispering in Harry's ear. "But I thought you liked teeth," he said.
Harry grinned and raised an eyebrow. "I like your teeth," he said very quietly.
Fred and George laughed.
Harry rolled his eyes at them, shaking his head. He always forgot that the twins picked up on almost every little thing he and Draco did, even if it was simply whispering into each other's ears.
Draco blushed, thinking of ways to use his teeth later and rolling his eyes at the twins as well.
Draco's blush only made Fred and George laugh harder and Valen seemed awed by the sound of it. His little eyes were wide as he watched them.
"Your dads are perverts," Fred told him, grinning.
"Fred, honestly. Must you talk to a baby that way?" Mrs Weasley asked.
Fred snorted. "He doesn't know the difference. I can only imagine the things he hears being with Harry and Draco all day."
Even Ron laughed at that one.
Draco blushed to his ears. He was glad that the twins didn't know about the way Harry's and his magic reacted when they came.
"Oh, Merlin," said George, laughing as he watched Draco blush. "We can't help it. You're just too bloody easy."
"Yeah, well, you two are prats," Harry said, not actually being serious as he flushed slightly too.
"I'll take being a prat if it provides me with laughs like these," said George with a sigh, reaching over and picking Valen up to play with him.
Draco shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he dared risk taking his husband back to their room while the others played with Valen.
Fred rolled onto his back, looking up at his brother holding the baby. "You know," he said, "I bet we could make him something."
"Make him something?" asked George.
"Yeah," said Fred. "Like a magical baby toy. They have stuff like that for older kids, but not for little babies like him. It's too dangerous."
Harry raised an eyebrow at that.
"We could make something I bet though," Fred continued.
George stared thoughtfully at the baby in his arms. "Yeah, I bet we could," he said.
"Um, well," said Harry, eyebrow still raised, "you can do whatever you want, but Valen is not your test subject."
The twins rolled their eyes. "Oh, darn," said Fred sarcastically. "We were just about to ask if we could use him." He snorted.
Draco slid a hand down Harry's back until it was pressed between the sofa and his lover's arse. He gently squeezed him through his trousers.
Harry turned his head slightly to Draco, giving him a sly questioning look as Fred and George bounced ideas off each other for toys they could make.
Draco looked into his husband's eyes, smiling and raising an eyebrow.
Harry grinned and glanced around the room quickly to see if anyone was looking at him.
Everyone was listening to Fred and George and watching Valen, none of them paying any attention to his parents.
Harry pressed his arse back against Draco's hand, simply looking like he was situating himself to get more comfortable.
Draco worked his fingers along the crack of Harry's arse, pressing downward until his hand was completely under him.
Harry bit his lip, flushing slightly again. He started a bit when he realised that he had unknowingly been staring right at Mrs Weasley.
She gave him a small smile.
He laughed nervously.
Draco leaned over, his mouth against Harry's ear like he was only whispering. He licked along the edge as his fingers squeezed again.
Harry held very still, very aware of the tingling in his lower half. He swallowed and resisted a sharp inhale as Draco's tongue slid against his skin.
"You fucked me raw this morning," Draco whispered. "I think I should return the favour."
Harry nodded quickly, clenching his fists. He went very still again when Valen turned his head and looked right at him, not looking away for anything, even as George snapped fingers in his face.
The twins looked over at Harry and Draco and Harry tried to give them a nonchalant smile, not knowing if he was actually succeeding.
Draco wasn't watching Valen at the moment, his eyes completely focused on Harry as he played with his arse and nibbled on his ear.
Fred raised an eyebrow. "See," he said to the infant. "Perverts."
Harry cleared his throat, flushing once again.
"I think they know," Draco whispered against his husband's ear.
"Oh, bloody hell," Harry said quietly, turning his head to look at Draco. "Let's just go, yeah?" he said breathlessly.
"Watch Valen for a bit?" Draco asked the others, smirking at the twins.
Fred and George laughed loudly.
"Sure, mate," said George. "Take Harry away before he whips it out right here in front of all of us."
Harry glared. "Prats," he muttered, but he wasn't very concerned with anyone else at the moment.
Draco stood and hauled his husband to his feet, put his arms around him, and Apparated them to their room.
"Merlin, you make me want to shag at every opportunity," Harry said, licking Draco's lips as he wrapped arms around his neck. He was practically climbing him he was so turned on.
"I love that I can do this to you," Draco whispered against his lips.
"Me too," Harry said. "I love it very much." To prove this, he pressed his hard cock firmly against Draco's front, staring pointedly into his eyes. "Now what was it you said about being fucked raw?"
Draco grinned, waiting for Harry to do the spell to find out what he wanted.
"Merlin," Harry whined slightly, wanting to get right to the fucking, but he knew Draco wouldn't unless he did the Legilimency. Being so close to Draco's face made it a little easier, but it still took him a few tries before he was able to enter the blond's mind and see the blurry picture.
"Focus," Draco said. "Get it clearer this time."
Harry stared harder into Draco's eyes, trying to will his magic to pull him deeper. It was almost as if he were focusing a camera lens. He was able to make the image sharper - still not the greatest, but it was an improvement. He saw himself on their balcony outside their room. He was naked and facing outward, looking over the gardens. Slightly confused, Harry wondered if this were one of those times where he was supposed to wait for more details. Not blinking or looking away from Draco's eyes, he said, "I see myself on the balcony naked. Am I supposed to focus longer?" As he spoke, the image slipped slightly, but after a moment of concentration, it returned to how it had been.
In the vision, he was alone on the balcony, leaning forward with his elbows on the railing. He thrust his arse back and moaned.
Confused even further, Harry focused harder, determined to try and see what was making him moan.
Draco smirked as he continued his fantasy. Harry moaned, pushing his arse back and spreading his legs.
Keeping his mouth shut so that he wouldn't lose the image, Harry could only watch, his cock twitching at the thought of whatever it was that could make him do what he was doing in Draco's head.
"Do you want it?" Draco whispered. "Do you want to know?"
Harry nodded slowly so that he could be sure eye contact wasn't broken. He did want to know, very badly.
"Strip and stand on the balcony," Draco whispered.
Harry grinned and finally blinked. Unable to resist one last lick to Draco's lips, he kissed him slowly before pulling away, his cock even harder now that he knew he was about to get it. He stripped quickly with a simple wave of his hand and made as much of a show as he could as he strutted out to the balcony and assumed the position he'd been in in Draco's mind.
Chapter Title: Legilimency Lesson
Words: 1906 Words
Draco closed the door of his and Harry's sitting room. Fleur had agreed to take Valen for the morning, and the blond walked back into their bedroom. Harry was still in bed, having just fed their infant. Dressed only in his black silk dressing gown, Draco crossed his arms on his chest and stood looking down at his husband.
Harry crossed his arms behind his head and looked up at Draco. "What?" he asked, eyebrow raised.
Draco smirked but didn't say a word. He continued waiting.
Harry snorted and grinned. "Is that your I-want-to-shag pose?" he asked.
Draco considered the man in his bed for another minute. "I have a new game for you, Harry," he purred.
Harry licked his lips and smiled slyly. "And what is that, my love?" he asked, his interest quite piqued.
"I will think of something I want to do to you, or have you do to me," he smiled, "then you tell me what it is and we enact it."
Harry smirked. "Why do I feel like I should have known it would be something like that?" he said, thinking that perhaps learning Legilimency wouldn't be so bad.
Draco raised an eyebrow but didn't respond otherwise.
"You're going to have to move closer for me to read your mind, Draco," Harry said, beckoning with a finger.
Draco stood beside the bed, his heart speeding up already as he tried to keep the image in his mind.
Harry looked up into Draco's face, focusing in on his eyes. He tried to remember what he had done the last time, concentrating on that little pull he had felt into Draco's mind. He let out a growl of frustration when it wouldn't work and broke eye-contact, bringing his arms from behind his head to rub at his temples for a moment. "Okay," he said to himself, opening his eyes and taking a large breath through his nose. He stared into Draco's eyes again.
After several more tries as his cock grew steadily harder in anticipation, Harry finally felt that pull and was once again staring at a blurry picture. The image was of Draco standing and tied to the bed post.
Harry groaned at the picture and blinked, breaking the connection. He practically sprung from the bed and attacked Draco's dressing gown, pulling and tugging at it roughly to get it off the blond.
The image of a cat pouncing came to Draco’s mind as his husband jumped. He did his best not to laugh as Harry stripped him.
Harry flung the material away, grabbed Draco's arm, and pulled him over to the nearest bed post, pressing him against it. "I love the way you think," he whispered in his ear.
Draco held the post and smirked, waiting to see what Harry would do next.
Harry didn't have enough patience to try and conjure ropes without a wand, so he silently Summoned his and tied Draco to the post with a nonverbal spell. He tossed the wand on the bed and then delivered a flat lick to the skin of Draco's shoulder, squeezing his arse cheeks with both hands.
Draco trembled as Harry bound him. He arched his back, pressing himself into Harry's hands.
"Mmm," Harry moaned, squeezing harder and letting his teeth graze Draco's skin threateningly.
Draco hissed, his cock twitching as well.
Wondering when he'd come to like biting so much, Harry took Draco's flesh into his mouth and closed his teeth down on it, not enough to make it bleed, but hard enough to hurt. He pressed closer to let Draco feel how hard he was.
Draco began to pant, breathing into the pain of the bite and the feel of Harry's cock against him.
Harry licked the mark on Draco's shoulder as he moved his hands inward to spread Draco apart and rub his cock between his arse cheeks. "Mmm, want this?" he said huskily as he licked the mark again and then moved to make another.
"Yes," Draco hissed again, feeling Harry's teeth sink into him and pushing his own hips back against Harry's cock.
"Fuck," Harry growled, nails biting into Draco where his hands now rested on his hips. He passed one of those hands over his cock quickly so that rubbing against Draco was suddenly much easier with the lube there. He gripped Draco's sides again and held him firmly against him as he moved.
Draco moaned as Harry teased him. It was glorious. Harry's thick cock pressed against him as his magic flared over Draco's skin. "Yours," the blond gasped.
Harry smirked widely and ceased the movement of his hips, instead reaching a hand to move his cock against Draco. "I'm going to fuck you," he whispered to him.
Draco loved the feeling of being helpless to anything Harry would do to him. "Yes," he whispered, spreading his legs wider and holding on to the ropes that bound his hands.
Harry moved slightly aside and slid fingers between Draco's arse cheeks, slicking them with more lube and pressing them in. "You like this?" he asked, voice deep as he pressed his fingers to Draco's prostate, stroking it.
"Gods, yes!" Draco gasped, swaying in the ropes as his knees went weak at the feel of Harry's fingers stroking him.
"How much?" Harry asked, continuing to tease Draco with his fingers, his cock twitching with what he was doing.
"I need you," Draco moaned. "I love the feel of you inside me."
Harry moaned quietly, moving his cock to replace his fingers at Draco's entrance quickly. He pushed inside of him and rested his forehead against Draco's neck, revelling in the feel of being inside his husband. It never got old. "Fuck," he moaned again, licking Draco's skin because he felt like he needed something to do with his mouth.
"Yes, fuck me, bite me, use me," Draco moaned as Harry filled him. "I am yours, all yours!"
Harry couldn't resist biting Draco again after those words and slamming his hips forward, panting. His hands roamed Draco's body, twisting and pulling his nipples, scratching down his chest and stomach, all as he fucked and bit him.
Draco moaned and thrashed under his husband's rough treatment. It was like being fucked by a lion again and the very thought brought him closer to orgasm with every bite, scratch and thrust.
"Fuck, Draco!" Harry cried, releasing a mouthful of Draco's skin as he threw his head back, body tingling on the edge of orgasm. One more thrust and he was coming, pressing firmly against Draco's body as he emptied himself into him.
Every scratch and bite mark tingled as Harry's power surged, bringing Draco to orgasm as well. Thick jets of come marked the bed in front of him and he was screaming incoherently as he shuddered with it.
Harry leaned into Draco as he panted in the aftermath of his orgasm. When he felt he could move without falling flat on his arse, he pulled out of Draco and fell to the bed on his back, staring up at the canopy with a sated smile.
Draco hung in the ropes, panting. He smiled as Harry fell onto the bed. "Not bad," he drawled.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Excuse me?" he said. "I'd say I just fucked you pretty damn good." He snorted with pretended indignance.
Draco chuckled. "Yes, that you did." He smiled. "I was referring to your Legilimency."
"Oh," Harry said with a laugh. "Well, then yeah. I guess I did okay."
"Next time you might even get the details," Draco teased him.
"There were details?" Harry asked, reaching beneath himself to grab his wand, which he had landed on. He flicked it at Draco and released him from the ropes.
Draco fell forward, barely catching himself before falling into the mess on the bed.
Harry snorted. "Nice one," he said.
"Git," Draco said with a laugh.
Harry laughed too and sighed happily, putting his arms behind his head once again.
Draco got control of his shaky limbs, pushing back enough to crawl around the messy area and collapse beside his husband.
Harry sighed again and moved one arm to pull Draco closer. "So, how long do you think until I have this Legilimency down?" he asked.
"Depends on whether you can focus well enough to get the whole picture before you tear me apart," Draco said, chuckling.
Harry smiled crookedly. "We'll see next time," he said with an eyebrow waggle.
"You need a lot of practise," Draco tried to say seriously, but he ended up with a crooked smile as well.
Harry nodded. "I know," he said, and he was being serious, but it didn't stop him from kissing Draco gently on the lips, the smile still on his face.
***
Draco had been using sex to teach Harry Legilimency for the past few days and Harry still wasn't great at it, but the images were getting a bit clearer. It made him feel better, but once again, Harry was torn between wanting to get good so he could get all of this over with, and never getting any better so that the day wouldn't come. He shook his head to chase those thoughts away, trying to relax for at least one day. It had been a while since everyone staying at the Manor had all gathered in one room to simply be together. Harry found that he'd rather missed it. He pressed closer on the sofa next to Draco and smiled at Fred and George amusedly as they took turns doing small bits of magic from different places in the room. They were trying to see if Valen would look at them, whooping when he did.
Fleur was holding the baby and she laughed delightedly every time he searched around for the source of magic.
Draco watched the antics with a big smile on his face, his arm around his husband. He was comfortably sore from his latest Legilimency lesson with Harry and feeling content.
"Merlin, he catches everything," George said, coming nearer to Valen and shooting sparks into the air with his wand. He grinned widely when Valen wriggled harder than ever and actually smiled.
"My goodness," said Fleur with amusement.
"Here," said Fred, grabbing one of Valen's blankets and spreading it out. "Set him on the floor."
Fleur passed Valen to George and George laid the baby on his belly and watched as he tried to lift his head.
"Does he have any toys?" Fred asked, getting to the floor on his stomach to make noises and faces at Valen.
"Toys?" Draco asked. It really hadn't occurred to him.
"We haven't been out to buy him any," Harry said. "So, no. He doesn't have them." He frowned, realising that he hadn't thought of toys either.
"What kind of kid doesn't have toys?" Fred asked, raising his eyebrows at Harry and Draco.
Draco was frowning. "There are probably some of my old toys," he said, "in the nursery."
Fred and George both made disapproving noises.
"Aww, that's no good," said George. "Especially with your money!"
"George," Mrs Weasley said sternly.
George rolled his eyes. "Please, Mum. He knows he's rich."
Harry snorted. "We just haven't been out. It's not exactly safe to just go in some toy shop right now. Come to think of it ... I've never even been in a wizarding toy shop."
Draco looked at his child and thought about what life would be like if they didn't have to hide in the Manor. Or even hide the existence of their child period.
"Well, that's why you order things, Harry," George said, shaking his head.
Harry shrugged. "I wouldn't know where to order from and he's seems happy. He likes magic."
The twins both nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, I guess he does," said Fred. "You know what would be cool though? If he had a toy that let off magic. I bet he'd love it."
"Yeah, or even like ... a teether or something like that. He'll need one of those soon," said George.
Harry's eyes widened slightly. "Hopefully not soon," he said, thinking of the horror that would be for his nipples.
The twins snickered.
Draco leaned over, whispering in Harry's ear. "But I thought you liked teeth," he said.
Harry grinned and raised an eyebrow. "I like your teeth," he said very quietly.
Fred and George laughed.
Harry rolled his eyes at them, shaking his head. He always forgot that the twins picked up on almost every little thing he and Draco did, even if it was simply whispering into each other's ears.
Draco blushed, thinking of ways to use his teeth later and rolling his eyes at the twins as well.
Draco's blush only made Fred and George laugh harder and Valen seemed awed by the sound of it. His little eyes were wide as he watched them.
"Your dads are perverts," Fred told him, grinning.
"Fred, honestly. Must you talk to a baby that way?" Mrs Weasley asked.
Fred snorted. "He doesn't know the difference. I can only imagine the things he hears being with Harry and Draco all day."
Even Ron laughed at that one.
Draco blushed to his ears. He was glad that the twins didn't know about the way Harry's and his magic reacted when they came.
"Oh, Merlin," said George, laughing as he watched Draco blush. "We can't help it. You're just too bloody easy."
"Yeah, well, you two are prats," Harry said, not actually being serious as he flushed slightly too.
"I'll take being a prat if it provides me with laughs like these," said George with a sigh, reaching over and picking Valen up to play with him.
Draco shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he dared risk taking his husband back to their room while the others played with Valen.
Fred rolled onto his back, looking up at his brother holding the baby. "You know," he said, "I bet we could make him something."
"Make him something?" asked George.
"Yeah," said Fred. "Like a magical baby toy. They have stuff like that for older kids, but not for little babies like him. It's too dangerous."
Harry raised an eyebrow at that.
"We could make something I bet though," Fred continued.
George stared thoughtfully at the baby in his arms. "Yeah, I bet we could," he said.
"Um, well," said Harry, eyebrow still raised, "you can do whatever you want, but Valen is not your test subject."
The twins rolled their eyes. "Oh, darn," said Fred sarcastically. "We were just about to ask if we could use him." He snorted.
Draco slid a hand down Harry's back until it was pressed between the sofa and his lover's arse. He gently squeezed him through his trousers.
Harry turned his head slightly to Draco, giving him a sly questioning look as Fred and George bounced ideas off each other for toys they could make.
Draco looked into his husband's eyes, smiling and raising an eyebrow.
Harry grinned and glanced around the room quickly to see if anyone was looking at him.
Everyone was listening to Fred and George and watching Valen, none of them paying any attention to his parents.
Harry pressed his arse back against Draco's hand, simply looking like he was situating himself to get more comfortable.
Draco worked his fingers along the crack of Harry's arse, pressing downward until his hand was completely under him.
Harry bit his lip, flushing slightly again. He started a bit when he realised that he had unknowingly been staring right at Mrs Weasley.
She gave him a small smile.
He laughed nervously.
Draco leaned over, his mouth against Harry's ear like he was only whispering. He licked along the edge as his fingers squeezed again.
Harry held very still, very aware of the tingling in his lower half. He swallowed and resisted a sharp inhale as Draco's tongue slid against his skin.
"You fucked me raw this morning," Draco whispered. "I think I should return the favour."
Harry nodded quickly, clenching his fists. He went very still again when Valen turned his head and looked right at him, not looking away for anything, even as George snapped fingers in his face.
The twins looked over at Harry and Draco and Harry tried to give them a nonchalant smile, not knowing if he was actually succeeding.
Draco wasn't watching Valen at the moment, his eyes completely focused on Harry as he played with his arse and nibbled on his ear.
Fred raised an eyebrow. "See," he said to the infant. "Perverts."
Harry cleared his throat, flushing once again.
"I think they know," Draco whispered against his husband's ear.
"Oh, bloody hell," Harry said quietly, turning his head to look at Draco. "Let's just go, yeah?" he said breathlessly.
"Watch Valen for a bit?" Draco asked the others, smirking at the twins.
Fred and George laughed loudly.
"Sure, mate," said George. "Take Harry away before he whips it out right here in front of all of us."
Harry glared. "Prats," he muttered, but he wasn't very concerned with anyone else at the moment.
Draco stood and hauled his husband to his feet, put his arms around him, and Apparated them to their room.
"Merlin, you make me want to shag at every opportunity," Harry said, licking Draco's lips as he wrapped arms around his neck. He was practically climbing him he was so turned on.
"I love that I can do this to you," Draco whispered against his lips.
"Me too," Harry said. "I love it very much." To prove this, he pressed his hard cock firmly against Draco's front, staring pointedly into his eyes. "Now what was it you said about being fucked raw?"
Draco grinned, waiting for Harry to do the spell to find out what he wanted.
"Merlin," Harry whined slightly, wanting to get right to the fucking, but he knew Draco wouldn't unless he did the Legilimency. Being so close to Draco's face made it a little easier, but it still took him a few tries before he was able to enter the blond's mind and see the blurry picture.
"Focus," Draco said. "Get it clearer this time."
Harry stared harder into Draco's eyes, trying to will his magic to pull him deeper. It was almost as if he were focusing a camera lens. He was able to make the image sharper - still not the greatest, but it was an improvement. He saw himself on their balcony outside their room. He was naked and facing outward, looking over the gardens. Slightly confused, Harry wondered if this were one of those times where he was supposed to wait for more details. Not blinking or looking away from Draco's eyes, he said, "I see myself on the balcony naked. Am I supposed to focus longer?" As he spoke, the image slipped slightly, but after a moment of concentration, it returned to how it had been.
In the vision, he was alone on the balcony, leaning forward with his elbows on the railing. He thrust his arse back and moaned.
Confused even further, Harry focused harder, determined to try and see what was making him moan.
Draco smirked as he continued his fantasy. Harry moaned, pushing his arse back and spreading his legs.
Keeping his mouth shut so that he wouldn't lose the image, Harry could only watch, his cock twitching at the thought of whatever it was that could make him do what he was doing in Draco's head.
"Do you want it?" Draco whispered. "Do you want to know?"
Harry nodded slowly so that he could be sure eye contact wasn't broken. He did want to know, very badly.
"Strip and stand on the balcony," Draco whispered.
Harry grinned and finally blinked. Unable to resist one last lick to Draco's lips, he kissed him slowly before pulling away, his cock even harder now that he knew he was about to get it. He stripped quickly with a simple wave of his hand and made as much of a show as he could as he strutted out to the balcony and assumed the position he'd been in in Draco's mind.