Mirkys Drabble Chain

Title: Drabble 20 - Lust

Pairing: Harry . Gibbs

Fandom: Harry Potter Xover NCIS

Warning: PWP, Smut, D/s theme.

A/N: It has come to my attention that my Drabbles aren't really Drabbles. Drabble's are supposed to be short and sweet (like this one) but I can't for the life of me keep all of my ficlets Drabblish. Am I sorry? No. I'm on a NCIS kick so be ready for more, and a drabble series within the Drabble chain. Cheers! Mirky.

He was delirious, he could feel his anal muscles stretching trying to accommodate the cock that caressed that bundle of nerves within him. Wrists bound he could do nothing but moan and bite at the flesh of his arm as his orgasm built. Harry never knew sex could feel this good, his last lovers never could have him loose his mind and flush an alluring shade as heat settled in the pit of his stomach. His cock was rigid and discolored with want but his lover refused to touch it, he had no choice but to cum on his own or not cum at all.

The idea had been preposterous but as Gibbs settled more firmly above him his aching cock was stimulated by the curly tuffs of hair matted on the man’s body. Legs forced to spread further apart Harry cried out as the impossible happened – more of that veiny and thick cock was shoved in deeper. “F-Fuck! Jethro… please….” Harry begged, pleaded, as the blunt head plowed through a place in him that had never been touched by another.

A hand slid up his chest and encircled his throat; strong and rough fingers squeezed and pulled him away from the bruised patch of skin he bit into. “Say my name.” the breathless order triggered something and Harry found himself truly wanting to let go. This wasn’t just sex, this was something much more and whatever this man wanted Harry would give.

“Jethro…” he lost his breath as that cock was shoved even deeper and harder, “Fuck! Jethro...” That hand around his throat squeezed tighter and Harry could feel his lungs tighten, “Please…” Harry would have begged, pleaded, offered his very life but words left him as he felt that building pressure burst. His eyes unfocused and lids fluttered as his back managed to arch off the bed forcing his ass to rest even more snugly against his lover pushing Gibbs on the brink but the ex marine expelled a drawn out breadth as he kept his own release at bay - barely.

Gibbs watched mesmerized as he rocked in and out, cock straining to brush against the bundle of nerves as the warm and moist walls of his lover squeezed around him. He pressed his thumb even deeper against the frantic pulse and he could feel the cum of his lover spurt between them until all that was left was the twitching muscles surrounding him and the shudder of his lover who was lost in a daze.

Bracing himself Gibbs didn’t hold back as he took what was offered. His breath came out uneven, the bed squeaked and the headboard banged against the wall in some obscene rhythm. Harry met each thrust and squeezed around him, giving him exactly what he wanted as whispered words so dirty and arousing demanding to be fucked and owned pushed him further to the brink and eventually it became too much too soon. His fingers curled and gripped the sheets; his toes clenched as his orgasm was wrenched from him and he filled his lover to the brim as his hips jerked and cock twitched until he was wrung out.

Their breaths mingled and Harry didn’t complain as Gibbs heavy frame suffocated him. His arms ache and he was sure his arse would be on fire later but there couldn’t be regret, they needed this. Gibbs needed to show just who was in charge and Harry needed to understand who owned him. Both body and mind, something Harry was learning was not as scary or demeaning as he perceived but another thing he begun to need like he needed air to breath.

The magic came to him sluggishly as the bindings unraveled and with a drowsy muttered word the slick feeling of cum oozing out of his arse vanished. Strong arms encircled him and Harry felt the world tilt as he went from on his back to straddling his now sated lover, nuzzling the stubble along Gibbs jaw Harry kissed the man sweetly before tucking his face and breathed in deeply. The musky scent lulled him to sleep, content.

End.