Fallen Star (Sequel to Shooting Star) COMPLETE
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A Perfect Place
Chapter Number/Total: 22/32
Chapter Title: A Perfect Place
Words: 2828 Words
Draco waited for Harry and Mark to finish up in the kitchen, sitting in the restaurant dining room and finishing his receipts for the night. They had plans for Mark to come back to their place after work. It felt odd to Draco, inviting someone into their own bed. He liked Mark more and more but it made him worry.
"I wish I knew how to drive," Harry said to Mark as they walked out of the kitchen, waving goodbye to a few of their coworkers. "But then again, we'd have to buy a car. Aren't they expensive?"
Mark nodded. "Actually finding parking, paying license and insurance and all that is the hard part. It's almost too expensive to have one in the city," the brunette explained. "I like going down to Santa Cruz and to the mountains. So I keep a car."
"Mountains?" Harry asked curiously, once they sat down with Draco at the table. He smiled at the blond man, happy to see him again.
Draco reached a hand out beside him, taking Harry's hand.
"Yeah, the Sierra's. I think you would like skiing," Mark said.
"Skiing, really?" Harry smiled, glancing at Draco. "That seems more like something David would like."
Draco arched his eyebrows, having never heard of skiing.
"Oh, it's great! When you are going downhill fast it feels like you are flying!" Mark said, eye alight with enthusiasm.
Harry glanced back at Mark quickly, his own eyebrows rose. "Flying?" He felt his heart clench at just the memory of flying. Where he was just free to do as he wished. "That does sound like fun."
"We should go up sometime!" Mark added, grinning.
Draco raised both eyebrows and leant forward, dropping his voice. "What do you use to fly?" he asked.
Mark laughed. "Well, it's not really flying. You get skis and then you sort of slide down the mountain. It's fast and a bit dangerous but a hell of a lot of fun!"
"I want to try it," Harry said quietly, grinning at them both. "And if we had a broom, I'd show you the best way to really fly," he said, his voice so low that only they could hear him.
"Harlan," Draco said low and angrily.
Harry blushed, slowly getting up with Draco. Sometimes he just got too excited and didn't think before speaking.
"We should go," Draco said, standing up. "You still coming home with us?" he asked Mark.
Mark looked nervously at Draco, trying to read the blond’s mood. "Sure, if I’m still welcome," he answered.
"You're still welcome," Harry said quietly, smiling at the man.
Draco nodded, half aroused at the look on Harry’s face, and yet still a bit jealous as well.
***
They followed Mark out to his car and he drove them to their flat. It took a while to find parking this late, but they finally made their way up the stairs and into the flat. Draco sighed against the door the minute he locked it. It always felt like a kind of sanctuary to be home.
Harry set his things down and was about to collapse on the couch when he remembered. "Would you like anything to drink, Mark?" he asked.
Mark had been there before, of course, but was uncomfortably aware that things were different now that he was their lover. He looked at the two beautiful men and suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Draco smirked and stepped up beside the shorter man, reaching to tip his head back and look into his blue eyes. "Aroused already, Mark?" he asked, a purr in his voice.
Mark gulped and would have nodded if his chin wasn't held. He closed his eyes.
Draco leant in and kissed him, lips softly brushing Mark's. He enjoyed the way the man responded to his touch.
Harry watched them, smiling softly as he leant against the couch. He was glad Draco was now comfortable enough with Mark to just kiss him like that. "Starting already?" he asked.
Mark was trembling and Draco continued to hold his chin so the man was held in place as he kissed him. He licked Mark's lips and the man opened them willingly so that Draco slid his tongue in now. Mark moaned.
Harry watched for a few more minutes before he began to feel left out. "Hey, don't forget me," he said, beginning to walk over.
Draco gently drew back, not releasing Mark but holding a hand out to Harry, drawing the three together.
"Want to go to the bedroom?" Harry asked softly, leaning up to kiss Mark and then Draco.
Draco smiled wickedly and nodded, gesturing for both men to go ahead of him.
Mark blinked and nodded too, taking Harry's hand and walking with him to the bedroom. Like Ally and Jess, Draco and Harry had a king-sized bed now. Draco had insisted on a four poster frame.
Harry kicked off his shoes and began to undress, jumping onto the bed first in only his shorts. "I love this bed," he sighed, laying back on it as he waited for the other two.
Draco smiled but turned to Mark. "So what shall we do to you tonight, Mark?" he asked the man in a low, seductive voice.
"I was thinking," Mark said, glancing at Harry on the bed. "You could fuck me ... while I fuck Harry."
"No," Draco said softly but firmly. "No one fucks Harry but me." Then he considered what he would be willing to allow. "How about I fuck you while Harry sucks your cock?"
Mark nodded, smiling. He had figured Draco wouldn't let him, but it was worth the try. "That's fine with me. What about you, Harry?"
Harry was sitting up again and he smiled as well. "Sounds nice."
"How do you want it, Mark?" Draco purred, reaching a hand down to cup the man’s still clothed erection.
"I'd like to ride you," Mark replied after a moment of thinking, smirking as he began to undress in front of the blond.
Draco began to strip as well, carefully removing the nicer clothes he wore for work. He had his shirt off and was unfastening his trousers when he noticed Mark staring at his arm. Draco had forgotten the bandage.
Harry had noticed as well, biting his lip and looking at Mark to see his reaction.
"I saw it that night when you were hurt," Mark said softly, slowly stepping out of his underwear. He glanced up at Draco. "You don’t have to keep it covered. It's okay. I don't care."
Draco frowned, a spike of fear making him look angry. "You cannot draw this or mention it to anyone," he said harshly. "Swear it."
Mark swallowed, trying not to lean away from him as Draco got that look in his eyes. "I know and I swear."
"Good, because our lives depend on that, Mark," Draco responded, his grey eyes searching Mark's blue ones. The blond lay his trousers aside, now nude before the other two. "Come here," he said to Mark.
"I understand," Mark said, looking up into Draco's eyes and letting him see that he was serious.
Harry sighed softly in relief, glad that Mark didn't ask for more details.
Draco felt reassured that Mark understood the warning, then bent again, bringing his mouth down over Mark’s with a forceful kiss.
Mark moaned softly, leaning up into the kiss as his arms wrapped around Draco.
"Hey, this is a pretty big bed. Meant for more than just one person ...." Harry said with a smile, watching them.
Draco kissed Mark thoroughly and then pulled back, small smile on his lips. "See, impatient, that one," he whispered.
"He just wants attention," Mark murmured in reply, licking his lips. He was so aroused already that he felt near dizzy with it. No one had ever made him feel the way these two did.
"Yes, and he usually gets it," Draco replied, releasing Mark and lying down on the bed. His own cock was standing erect from his body and he smiled up at Mark. "You were going to ride me," he said huskily as a hand reached for Harry, sliding over a thigh.
"Lube?" Mark asked as he got onto the bed, leaning in to kiss Harry softly.
"Beside the bed," Draco said, as his hand slid up Harry's thigh and ran fingers up his lover's cock.
Harry moaned softly, his eyes closing as he felt Mark's lips and then Draco's hand.
Mark smiled at them before he crawled over to the side of the bed, picking up the small tube he saw on the table.
Draco was stroking both his own and Harry's cock now, as he watched both his lovers.
"Prepare me?" Mark whispered, moving to lie down on the bed next to them and hold the lubricant out for Draco to take.
Draco smirked up at Harry. "You want to?" he asked.
Harry opened his eyes and bit his lip before reaching for the lube, and getting up to move in between Mark's legs with a smile.
Mark smiled down at Harry and opened his legs wider.
Harry laughed as he squeezed some of it on his fingers and reaching to rub it over Mark's entrance before sliding his middle finger inside.
Draco put a hand out for some of the lube to coat his own cock. He was watching Mark and Harry with eyes shining with desire. They were so beautiful together.
As he slowly began to fuck Mark with the finger, Harry picked up the lube and placed it in Draco's hand, smiling at him before looking back at what he was doing. "You're so tight," Harry whispered softly, watching his finger disappear into the small opening. He slipped a second finger inside alongside the first, nearly moaning as Mark was stretched.
"Oh," Mark gasped, opening his legs wider as slowly he began to fuck himself on Harry's fingers.
"Yes, that's it," Draco encouraged, spreading lube on his own cock and stroking himself in time with Harry's fingers inside Mark.
Encouraged by both Mark's moans and Draco's words, Harry leant down and began to lick around his fingers as they moved, attempting to slide his tongue in alongside the fingers.
Mark cried out in pleasure and reached to grip Harry's hair, pushing his head down slightly.
Draco propped himself up on an elbow, watching. He licked his lips as he watched. "Fuck, yes," he said.
Harry knew how this felt, and he smiled as he licked, pushing his fingers in far enough to press down against the sensitive nub he felt. At the same moment he dragged his lower teeth over the skin.
Mark's cock twitched against his stomach, almost begging for attention. "Draco, please," Mark gasped.
Draco rolled on his side, reaching a slick finger to slide over Mark's shaft. He wrapped them around Mark's cock and began to stroke, bending over the man to kiss him at the same time.
Mark groaned into Draco's mouth as he felt a third finger slip inside him, his hips rising up off the bed.
"You should probably fuck him before he comes," Harry warned, smiling as he finally pulled back, his fingers still gently moving inside Mark.
Draco looked down at Mark. "You want to come like this or with my cock inside you?" he asked.
"Your cock," Mark managed to gasp, Harry's fingers brushing that spot again.
Draco chuckled deeply. "Better pull those lovely fingers out, Harry," he said.
Harry smiled, crooking his fingers one last time before slowly pulling them out.
Mark lay there gasping, licking his dry lips. He felt the loss, his arse clenching in anticipation of taking Draco’s cock. He was still amazed that he was about to fuck the blond he has once thought of as a cold man.
"Still going to ride me or shall I fuck you like this?" Draco asked, fingers still gently stroking Mark's cock.
Mark swallowed before he slowly sat up, giving, moaning. "I still want to ride you," he murmured. "You can stay sitting up."
Draco grinned and moved up to lean back against the headboard. Delighted with the plan, his own cock twitching in anticipation.
Mark leant over to pull Harry into a deep kiss before moving back and straddling Draco, his back facing Draco's chest. He reached back to grip Draco's cock and position himself before he slowly began to press down, groaning.
Harry sat back and watched, almost in awe of the sight.
Draco grabbed hold of Mark's hips as the man sank down on him. "Oh, fuck, yes," the blond gasped.
Mark panted as he finally sank down completely, his back pressed against Draco's chest.
Harry licked his lips at the sight before he slowly crawled forward, licking a line up Mark's cock.
Draco was looking over Mark's shoulder and down his body, watching Harry's tongue on the other man. "Yes, suck him, baby," Draco encouraged.
Harry sucked Mark's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the crown, delighted as Mark whimpered.
Mark began to rock into Harry's mouth and back on Draco's cock, his eyes closed.
Draco helped Mark ride him, clutching his hips and thrusting up into him. "Yes, fuck me, Mark," he gasped.
Harry sucked harder, managing to move with Mark as Draco thrust inside him.
"Fuck," Mark whispered, reaching to grip Harry's hair again. "So good ...."
"Yes, fantastic," Draco echoed, thrusting faster as he watched the intoxicating sight. “Suck that pretty cock, baby,”
Mark's grip on Harry's hair tightened as they continued to move in unison, his body shaking. It felt so good, so right to be with them. "Close," he gasped, thrusting harder up into Harry's mouth and back down onto Draco's cock.
"Come, then," Draco encouraged.
Mark nearly screamed as he came a minute later, pulling at Harry's hair and clenching around Draco's cock.
Harry continued to lick as he swallowed, thrusting his own heavy erection lightly against the bed.
Draco deliberately held back, not coming yet, though it was an effort. "Yes, that's good," he said, petting Mark. After a minute he said, "Now trade places.”
Harry pulled back so that Mark could shakily get up and lay down on the bed, still panting.
Harry slowly pulled himself up and moved up into the spot where Mark was, except facing Draco. He kissed him deeply, reaching to run his fingers through Draco's hair. "Fuck me," he growled against his mouth, too turned on to even wait for Draco to properly prepare him.
Draco was still slick from fucking Mark and he reached for more lube as well, coating his cock and then helping Harry position himself. "Yes, baby, ride me," he said.
Harry squeezed his eyes shut as he pressed himself down on Draco's cock, the slight burn making Harry grip Draco's shoulder tightly as he moved.
Mark watched them through half closed eyes, smiling softly at the beautiful sight. He adored them and felt amazed that they wanted him.
"Oh, baby, yes," Draco said. "I belong inside you." He held onto Harry’s hips as the man settled on him.
Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck as he began to rock, his cock pressed against Draco's stomach. "Love you," he moaned, sliding up and then back down his lover’s shaft.
Draco wrapped one hand around Harry's cock and the other gripped his hip. "Yes, I love you," he answered, gasping.
Harry rode him hard and fast, and after only a few minutes, was getting close. He dug his fingers into Draco's skin. "Harder," he whispered.
"Yes," Draco said, thrusting up as Harry rocked into him. "Oh, baby, yes, come!"
Harry came with a soft moan, jerking on top of Draco as he tensed up.
Mark watched this all, his eyes opening a little wider as he saw Harry come. He was struck again by how beautiful both of them were.
Draco came too, growling as he thrust up into Harry and held himself there.
Harry trembled against Draco, slowly relaxing as he fought to catch his breath.
"That was hot," Mark whispered from beside them.
Draco smiled contentedly, looking between the two men. "Yes, it was," he said.
Harry blushed from where he sat, very content and relaxed on top of Draco. He glanced back at Mark. "You and Draco were amazing too."
Draco reached a hand down to touch Mark, patting him affectionately.
"You guys wore me out," Mark murmured, closing his eyes as he leant up into the touch.
"Now you see how I felt last time," Harry said, laughing.
They all lay down together, curled up, and slept. Draco was the last to fall asleep, smiling affectionately at both men. He would never have imagined being so comfortable with another man like this, especially a Muggle. Life was full of possibilities now, he thought. “Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place,” he whispered, quoting Harry’s favourite song and smiling.
Chapter Title: A Perfect Place
Words: 2828 Words
Draco waited for Harry and Mark to finish up in the kitchen, sitting in the restaurant dining room and finishing his receipts for the night. They had plans for Mark to come back to their place after work. It felt odd to Draco, inviting someone into their own bed. He liked Mark more and more but it made him worry.
"I wish I knew how to drive," Harry said to Mark as they walked out of the kitchen, waving goodbye to a few of their coworkers. "But then again, we'd have to buy a car. Aren't they expensive?"
Mark nodded. "Actually finding parking, paying license and insurance and all that is the hard part. It's almost too expensive to have one in the city," the brunette explained. "I like going down to Santa Cruz and to the mountains. So I keep a car."
"Mountains?" Harry asked curiously, once they sat down with Draco at the table. He smiled at the blond man, happy to see him again.
Draco reached a hand out beside him, taking Harry's hand.
"Yeah, the Sierra's. I think you would like skiing," Mark said.
"Skiing, really?" Harry smiled, glancing at Draco. "That seems more like something David would like."
Draco arched his eyebrows, having never heard of skiing.
"Oh, it's great! When you are going downhill fast it feels like you are flying!" Mark said, eye alight with enthusiasm.
Harry glanced back at Mark quickly, his own eyebrows rose. "Flying?" He felt his heart clench at just the memory of flying. Where he was just free to do as he wished. "That does sound like fun."
"We should go up sometime!" Mark added, grinning.
Draco raised both eyebrows and leant forward, dropping his voice. "What do you use to fly?" he asked.
Mark laughed. "Well, it's not really flying. You get skis and then you sort of slide down the mountain. It's fast and a bit dangerous but a hell of a lot of fun!"
"I want to try it," Harry said quietly, grinning at them both. "And if we had a broom, I'd show you the best way to really fly," he said, his voice so low that only they could hear him.
"Harlan," Draco said low and angrily.
Harry blushed, slowly getting up with Draco. Sometimes he just got too excited and didn't think before speaking.
"We should go," Draco said, standing up. "You still coming home with us?" he asked Mark.
Mark looked nervously at Draco, trying to read the blond’s mood. "Sure, if I’m still welcome," he answered.
"You're still welcome," Harry said quietly, smiling at the man.
Draco nodded, half aroused at the look on Harry’s face, and yet still a bit jealous as well.
***
They followed Mark out to his car and he drove them to their flat. It took a while to find parking this late, but they finally made their way up the stairs and into the flat. Draco sighed against the door the minute he locked it. It always felt like a kind of sanctuary to be home.
Harry set his things down and was about to collapse on the couch when he remembered. "Would you like anything to drink, Mark?" he asked.
Mark had been there before, of course, but was uncomfortably aware that things were different now that he was their lover. He looked at the two beautiful men and suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Draco smirked and stepped up beside the shorter man, reaching to tip his head back and look into his blue eyes. "Aroused already, Mark?" he asked, a purr in his voice.
Mark gulped and would have nodded if his chin wasn't held. He closed his eyes.
Draco leant in and kissed him, lips softly brushing Mark's. He enjoyed the way the man responded to his touch.
Harry watched them, smiling softly as he leant against the couch. He was glad Draco was now comfortable enough with Mark to just kiss him like that. "Starting already?" he asked.
Mark was trembling and Draco continued to hold his chin so the man was held in place as he kissed him. He licked Mark's lips and the man opened them willingly so that Draco slid his tongue in now. Mark moaned.
Harry watched for a few more minutes before he began to feel left out. "Hey, don't forget me," he said, beginning to walk over.
Draco gently drew back, not releasing Mark but holding a hand out to Harry, drawing the three together.
"Want to go to the bedroom?" Harry asked softly, leaning up to kiss Mark and then Draco.
Draco smiled wickedly and nodded, gesturing for both men to go ahead of him.
Mark blinked and nodded too, taking Harry's hand and walking with him to the bedroom. Like Ally and Jess, Draco and Harry had a king-sized bed now. Draco had insisted on a four poster frame.
Harry kicked off his shoes and began to undress, jumping onto the bed first in only his shorts. "I love this bed," he sighed, laying back on it as he waited for the other two.
Draco smiled but turned to Mark. "So what shall we do to you tonight, Mark?" he asked the man in a low, seductive voice.
"I was thinking," Mark said, glancing at Harry on the bed. "You could fuck me ... while I fuck Harry."
"No," Draco said softly but firmly. "No one fucks Harry but me." Then he considered what he would be willing to allow. "How about I fuck you while Harry sucks your cock?"
Mark nodded, smiling. He had figured Draco wouldn't let him, but it was worth the try. "That's fine with me. What about you, Harry?"
Harry was sitting up again and he smiled as well. "Sounds nice."
"How do you want it, Mark?" Draco purred, reaching a hand down to cup the man’s still clothed erection.
"I'd like to ride you," Mark replied after a moment of thinking, smirking as he began to undress in front of the blond.
Draco began to strip as well, carefully removing the nicer clothes he wore for work. He had his shirt off and was unfastening his trousers when he noticed Mark staring at his arm. Draco had forgotten the bandage.
Harry had noticed as well, biting his lip and looking at Mark to see his reaction.
"I saw it that night when you were hurt," Mark said softly, slowly stepping out of his underwear. He glanced up at Draco. "You don’t have to keep it covered. It's okay. I don't care."
Draco frowned, a spike of fear making him look angry. "You cannot draw this or mention it to anyone," he said harshly. "Swear it."
Mark swallowed, trying not to lean away from him as Draco got that look in his eyes. "I know and I swear."
"Good, because our lives depend on that, Mark," Draco responded, his grey eyes searching Mark's blue ones. The blond lay his trousers aside, now nude before the other two. "Come here," he said to Mark.
"I understand," Mark said, looking up into Draco's eyes and letting him see that he was serious.
Harry sighed softly in relief, glad that Mark didn't ask for more details.
Draco felt reassured that Mark understood the warning, then bent again, bringing his mouth down over Mark’s with a forceful kiss.
Mark moaned softly, leaning up into the kiss as his arms wrapped around Draco.
"Hey, this is a pretty big bed. Meant for more than just one person ...." Harry said with a smile, watching them.
Draco kissed Mark thoroughly and then pulled back, small smile on his lips. "See, impatient, that one," he whispered.
"He just wants attention," Mark murmured in reply, licking his lips. He was so aroused already that he felt near dizzy with it. No one had ever made him feel the way these two did.
"Yes, and he usually gets it," Draco replied, releasing Mark and lying down on the bed. His own cock was standing erect from his body and he smiled up at Mark. "You were going to ride me," he said huskily as a hand reached for Harry, sliding over a thigh.
"Lube?" Mark asked as he got onto the bed, leaning in to kiss Harry softly.
"Beside the bed," Draco said, as his hand slid up Harry's thigh and ran fingers up his lover's cock.
Harry moaned softly, his eyes closing as he felt Mark's lips and then Draco's hand.
Mark smiled at them before he crawled over to the side of the bed, picking up the small tube he saw on the table.
Draco was stroking both his own and Harry's cock now, as he watched both his lovers.
"Prepare me?" Mark whispered, moving to lie down on the bed next to them and hold the lubricant out for Draco to take.
Draco smirked up at Harry. "You want to?" he asked.
Harry opened his eyes and bit his lip before reaching for the lube, and getting up to move in between Mark's legs with a smile.
Mark smiled down at Harry and opened his legs wider.
Harry laughed as he squeezed some of it on his fingers and reaching to rub it over Mark's entrance before sliding his middle finger inside.
Draco put a hand out for some of the lube to coat his own cock. He was watching Mark and Harry with eyes shining with desire. They were so beautiful together.
As he slowly began to fuck Mark with the finger, Harry picked up the lube and placed it in Draco's hand, smiling at him before looking back at what he was doing. "You're so tight," Harry whispered softly, watching his finger disappear into the small opening. He slipped a second finger inside alongside the first, nearly moaning as Mark was stretched.
"Oh," Mark gasped, opening his legs wider as slowly he began to fuck himself on Harry's fingers.
"Yes, that's it," Draco encouraged, spreading lube on his own cock and stroking himself in time with Harry's fingers inside Mark.
Encouraged by both Mark's moans and Draco's words, Harry leant down and began to lick around his fingers as they moved, attempting to slide his tongue in alongside the fingers.
Mark cried out in pleasure and reached to grip Harry's hair, pushing his head down slightly.
Draco propped himself up on an elbow, watching. He licked his lips as he watched. "Fuck, yes," he said.
Harry knew how this felt, and he smiled as he licked, pushing his fingers in far enough to press down against the sensitive nub he felt. At the same moment he dragged his lower teeth over the skin.
Mark's cock twitched against his stomach, almost begging for attention. "Draco, please," Mark gasped.
Draco rolled on his side, reaching a slick finger to slide over Mark's shaft. He wrapped them around Mark's cock and began to stroke, bending over the man to kiss him at the same time.
Mark groaned into Draco's mouth as he felt a third finger slip inside him, his hips rising up off the bed.
"You should probably fuck him before he comes," Harry warned, smiling as he finally pulled back, his fingers still gently moving inside Mark.
Draco looked down at Mark. "You want to come like this or with my cock inside you?" he asked.
"Your cock," Mark managed to gasp, Harry's fingers brushing that spot again.
Draco chuckled deeply. "Better pull those lovely fingers out, Harry," he said.
Harry smiled, crooking his fingers one last time before slowly pulling them out.
Mark lay there gasping, licking his dry lips. He felt the loss, his arse clenching in anticipation of taking Draco’s cock. He was still amazed that he was about to fuck the blond he has once thought of as a cold man.
"Still going to ride me or shall I fuck you like this?" Draco asked, fingers still gently stroking Mark's cock.
Mark swallowed before he slowly sat up, giving, moaning. "I still want to ride you," he murmured. "You can stay sitting up."
Draco grinned and moved up to lean back against the headboard. Delighted with the plan, his own cock twitching in anticipation.
Mark leant over to pull Harry into a deep kiss before moving back and straddling Draco, his back facing Draco's chest. He reached back to grip Draco's cock and position himself before he slowly began to press down, groaning.
Harry sat back and watched, almost in awe of the sight.
Draco grabbed hold of Mark's hips as the man sank down on him. "Oh, fuck, yes," the blond gasped.
Mark panted as he finally sank down completely, his back pressed against Draco's chest.
Harry licked his lips at the sight before he slowly crawled forward, licking a line up Mark's cock.
Draco was looking over Mark's shoulder and down his body, watching Harry's tongue on the other man. "Yes, suck him, baby," Draco encouraged.
Harry sucked Mark's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the crown, delighted as Mark whimpered.
Mark began to rock into Harry's mouth and back on Draco's cock, his eyes closed.
Draco helped Mark ride him, clutching his hips and thrusting up into him. "Yes, fuck me, Mark," he gasped.
Harry sucked harder, managing to move with Mark as Draco thrust inside him.
"Fuck," Mark whispered, reaching to grip Harry's hair again. "So good ...."
"Yes, fantastic," Draco echoed, thrusting faster as he watched the intoxicating sight. “Suck that pretty cock, baby,”
Mark's grip on Harry's hair tightened as they continued to move in unison, his body shaking. It felt so good, so right to be with them. "Close," he gasped, thrusting harder up into Harry's mouth and back down onto Draco's cock.
"Come, then," Draco encouraged.
Mark nearly screamed as he came a minute later, pulling at Harry's hair and clenching around Draco's cock.
Harry continued to lick as he swallowed, thrusting his own heavy erection lightly against the bed.
Draco deliberately held back, not coming yet, though it was an effort. "Yes, that's good," he said, petting Mark. After a minute he said, "Now trade places.”
Harry pulled back so that Mark could shakily get up and lay down on the bed, still panting.
Harry slowly pulled himself up and moved up into the spot where Mark was, except facing Draco. He kissed him deeply, reaching to run his fingers through Draco's hair. "Fuck me," he growled against his mouth, too turned on to even wait for Draco to properly prepare him.
Draco was still slick from fucking Mark and he reached for more lube as well, coating his cock and then helping Harry position himself. "Yes, baby, ride me," he said.
Harry squeezed his eyes shut as he pressed himself down on Draco's cock, the slight burn making Harry grip Draco's shoulder tightly as he moved.
Mark watched them through half closed eyes, smiling softly at the beautiful sight. He adored them and felt amazed that they wanted him.
"Oh, baby, yes," Draco said. "I belong inside you." He held onto Harry’s hips as the man settled on him.
Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck as he began to rock, his cock pressed against Draco's stomach. "Love you," he moaned, sliding up and then back down his lover’s shaft.
Draco wrapped one hand around Harry's cock and the other gripped his hip. "Yes, I love you," he answered, gasping.
Harry rode him hard and fast, and after only a few minutes, was getting close. He dug his fingers into Draco's skin. "Harder," he whispered.
"Yes," Draco said, thrusting up as Harry rocked into him. "Oh, baby, yes, come!"
Harry came with a soft moan, jerking on top of Draco as he tensed up.
Mark watched this all, his eyes opening a little wider as he saw Harry come. He was struck again by how beautiful both of them were.
Draco came too, growling as he thrust up into Harry and held himself there.
Harry trembled against Draco, slowly relaxing as he fought to catch his breath.
"That was hot," Mark whispered from beside them.
Draco smiled contentedly, looking between the two men. "Yes, it was," he said.
Harry blushed from where he sat, very content and relaxed on top of Draco. He glanced back at Mark. "You and Draco were amazing too."
Draco reached a hand down to touch Mark, patting him affectionately.
"You guys wore me out," Mark murmured, closing his eyes as he leant up into the touch.
"Now you see how I felt last time," Harry said, laughing.
They all lay down together, curled up, and slept. Draco was the last to fall asleep, smiling affectionately at both men. He would never have imagined being so comfortable with another man like this, especially a Muggle. Life was full of possibilities now, he thought. “Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place,” he whispered, quoting Harry’s favourite song and smiling.