Harry Potter and The White Queen (BP3)
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Family Planning
Chapter Number/Total: 23/49
Chapter Title: Family Planning
Words: 2077 Words
Harry was lying back against the arm of the couch, Draco settled between his legs and resting against his chest. They were in the sitting room that connected to their bedroom and relaxing next to a warm fire.
Harry was running fingers through Draco's soft hair. It felt even softer than usual after being newly cut. "Draco?" he asked, breaking their comfortable silence to ask about what he had been thinking of for most of the day.
"Mmm?" Draco hummed softly in response, eyes watching the flames as he lost himself in the feeling of Harry playing with his hair.
"You know earlier when we were doing that interview?" Harry asked, twisting two pieces of hair together and watching them unravel again.
"Yes," Draco said, smiling at the odd things Harry did to his hair sometimes.
"You know that question he asked about having children?" Harry asked now, voice a little quieter.
Draco woke up a bit to see where Harry was going with this, but didn't move. "Yes, I remember," he said quietly.
Harry was silent for a few moments. "You want them?" he asked.
Draco was quiet for a moment. "If it were possible, yes," he said, "but not more than I want you."
Harry nodded. "They would be nice to have, though," he said. "Well, you know, not tomorrow or anything, but in the future. If it were possible."
Draco looked up at Harry, smiling and surprised. "You would want to be a father?"
Harry nodded. "Sure," he said, amused that Draco seemed surprised. "I've never had family before. One of my own would be - well, it's what I wanted more than anything once."
Draco turned over so that he was facing Harry, looking up at him with wide grey eyes. "You would?" he said with wonder in his voice.
Harry nodded again. "Is it hard to believe or something?" he asked with a small laugh.
Draco smirked. "You would spoil a kid rotten."
Harry smiled widely. "Probably," he said, nodding in agreement.
"So, after we win, we get a cat and a kid?" Draco laughed.
Harry chuckled. "We'd better get the cat first," he said, smiling happily at Draco.
Draco kissed Harry's chest. "Yes," he said. "Glad we have that settled."
Harry snorted. "As settled as it can be for now anyway," he said.
Draco laughed, nipping the nearest of Harry's nipples.
Harry smiled and twitched a little bit, raising his eyebrows.
Draco grinned at him, suddenly feeling much more awake than he had before. He raised an eyebrow in response.
Harry laughed and pulled Draco up more to kiss him. He kissed along the side of his face and to his ear. "Want to practise making babies?" he whispered, licking the shell and then kissing Draco's skin again.
Draco shivered as Harry started kissing and licking him. "Careful, Harry," he said. "No unplanned pregnancies."
Harry laughed and slid a hand down Draco's back, using his other to grip his chin and pull him forward. "Wouldn't want that," he said before kissing him slowly.
Draco opened his mouth, tongue sliding into Harry's mouth and his eyes closing as he relaxed into it.
"Mmm," Harry hummed, sucking Draco's tongue in further and allowing his hand to join his other on Draco's back, both resting at the base of his spine.
Draco was glad they were only wearing their matching silk boxers as the silk slid against his growing hardness. Harry sucking his tongue felt like he was sucking Draco's cock and those hands on his back sent magic up and down his spine.
Harry moved his hands lower to grasp Draco's arse and hold onto him tightly there, still sucking on his tongue and then releasing it to thrust his own tongue into Draco's mouth.
Draco sucked his lover's tongue now, swirling his own around in the same way he would if he were giving him head.
Harry moaned quietly and slid his right hand into Draco's boxers, slowly moving it down the skin of his arse and then into the crack to rub gently at his opening.
Draco sucked harder on Harry's tongue, trembling as his lover's finger found his entrance. He spread his legs a little wider.
Harry pressed the tip of his longest finger into Draco, his cock pulsing now with the feeling of Draco kissing him like he was. He moved his hips gently back and forth, pressing their erections together through the silk.
Draco squirmed, wanting to push back against Harry's finger as he rubbed against his cock.
Harry brought his left hand up and pulled away from Draco's mouth, missing the feeling of what Draco had been doing, but his cock was twitching as he brought his fingers up and slid them against Draco's wet lips. He moved two of them inside as he pressed the middle finger of his right hand further into Draco's hole. "Slick them up," he whispered huskily, watching Draco with half-lidded eyes.
Draco nodded quickly, opening his mouth and sucking on his lover's fingers with the same enthusiasm he had been kissing him with earlier.
Harry bit his lip and watched Draco, his breathing quickening. "Yes," he said, even though Draco wasn't even really doing anything to him. He was fucking hot.
Draco played his tongue up and down Harry's fingers as he bent his knees to open himself more for him.
Harry removed his finger from Draco's opening and out of his boxers and pulled on them. "Off," he said, voice still husky and low.
"Take them off with your magic," Draco told him, smirking.
Harry licked Draco's lips and then Summoned his wand impatiently. He performed the spell that he had pretty much mastered now on himself and Draco and then they were both wonderfully, gloriously naked. Harry moaned and moved saliva-slickened fingers down to probe at Draco's hole, at the same time thrusting up and against him.
"Fuck, yes," Draco said, the sensation of Harry's magic, his fingers, and his cock simultaneously making him tremble.
Harry hissed through his teeth and pressed even deeper inside Draco, searching for his prostate. "I'm going to fuck you," he whispered, licking Draco's lips again. "Fuck you until you scream my name."
"Yes, fuck meeee," Draco gasped, and he writhed as Harry pressed against his prostate.
Harry moaned at the sight of Draco, his cock twitching and pre-come gathering at the head. He moved suddenly to flip them over and managed to keep his fingers in Draco's arse as he did. Once on his knees before Draco, he found his prostate again and rubbed his fingers against it, using his right hand to stroke Draco's hard cock.
Not expecting the move, Draco cried out, arching against Harry when he found himself under him and his cock in his lover's hand.
"Mmm, that's it, Draco," Harry said, licking his lips as he watched him. "I could come just looking at you."
"Rather ... you ... come ... in me!" Draco cried out. "Pleeeasseee!"
"Fuck!" Harry cursed, watching Draco's cock in his hand. He had to let it go and remove his fingers from his hole to Summon his wand again and do the Lubrication Spell, but the fingers were back quickly, wet with lube and slickly stretching Draco out. He leaned forward and kissed Draco again, thrusting his tongue into his mouth as he worked his fingers to the same rhythm.
Draco pushed with his feet, lifting his hips higher and pushing himself onto his lover's fingers, opening mouth and body to him.
"Fuck," Harry moaned again, grasping his own cock with his slick hand and pumping it. He sat up on his knees and pulled Draco's legs up in the air and spread him far apart. He moaned at the sight and slid his cock against the crack of Draco's arse until he was wet and slick everywhere and Harry was panting and gasping for breath. He finally pushed forward into Draco, spreading his own legs to go as deep as he could, holding onto Draco's legs to keep them open as wide as he could on the couch.
"Yeesssss," Draco hissed, panting as Harry spread and entered him. The construct hand gripped the sofa but he reached his real hand for his own cock, stroking himself. He looked up with half-lidded eyes into his lover's face, watching the way he held his legs and fucked him.
Harry flushed with heat, panting heavily now. "Shit, Draco," he whimpered, moving his hips forward and back quickly, gripping Draco's legs tightly. His eyes were glued to the sight in front of him, switching between watching Draco's hand on his own cock and watching himself sink into his tight hole.
Draco's body trembled as Harry's cock and magic entered and filled him. He gasped, sliding his own foreskin along his shaft in time with his husband's cock sliding into him.
"Yes," Harry growled as he thrust harder, rocking Draco's entire body. "Fuck, yes! Fucking so good!"
"Yes, fill me, fuck me," Draco chanted. "I am yours!"
"Mine!" Harry shouted. "Fucking mine, all of it!" He watched his cock claiming Draco for the thousandth time, knowing that he'd do it for the rest of his life and loving that he knew it.
"Yes, yours," Draco agreed, feeling his own orgasm coming quick as his hand sped up and he began to tense. "Harry!" he shouted as his come began to slick his hand and belly.
Harry groaned loudly as he watched Draco come, his own thrusts less quick and hard now as they were long and slow, feeling like he was about the fall over the edge. A powerful wave of pleasure hit then and he buried himself fully in Draco and spread his legs wider as he pressed himself in, his mouth open and his head thrown back as he came hard.
Draco shuddered as his husband filled him with his seed and magic. He felt part of Harry in a way that he could never have enough but was exactly what he needed.
Harry's breathing almost sounded like little whimpers as he stayed on his knees, still holding Draco's legs in the air and chest heaving. "Merlin," he let out weakly, staring at Draco's face.
"No, Draco," the blond wheezed, smiling
Harry laughed - or let out a few amused breaths through his nose, it being all he could manage. "You're so hot," he said, still panting.
"Yes ... we ... are," Draco said, his breathing still ragged. He lay looking up at the face and body of the man he loved.
Harry smiled goofily and pulled out of Draco gently, finally releasing his legs before falling onto his back on the opposite side of the couch from Draco.
Draco stretched his legs, easing muscles held rigid and resting them against Harry's. He lifted his head a little so he could still see him.
Harry was still smiling goofily as he stared down at Draco happily, his body relaxing as everything began to go back to normal.
"People really wonder what we see in each other?" Draco laughed. "If they only knew ...."
Harry laughed, too. "Some of them do," he said, laughing harder at that.
Draco blushed furiously, closing his eyes. "Well, truth or dare will not be allowed at this wedding," he hissed.
Harry snorted. "Got it," he said, smiling at Draco's flushed face.
"Besides," Draco added, "we already did Great Rite. We don't have to consummate it with witnesses."
Harry raised his eyebrows. "We would have to consummate it with witnesses?" he asked, a bit shocked.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Yes, that was the tradition. Blood, seed and magic exchanged with vows in front of witnesses. Which, I would point out, we did."
Harry thought for a moment, but then remembered Macnair. "Yeah," he said, a bit of a look on his face.
"Now, do you understand why people were scandalised when you said that in the ministry?" Draco laughed.
Harry snorted. "I didn't know," he said with a light shrug.
Draco laughed. "Yes, you told the wizarding public that the Boy-Who-Lived did sex and blood magic with Draco Malfoy in front of witnesses."
Harry sighed and shook his head. "Figures I would," he said with a small chuckle.
Draco slid his foot down under his lover's arse and used his toes to pinch him. "Gryffindor git," he said with a grin.
Harry made an indignant sound and kicked out at Draco with no real force. "Slytherin prat," he said, smiling amusedly.
Chapter Title: Family Planning
Words: 2077 Words
Harry was lying back against the arm of the couch, Draco settled between his legs and resting against his chest. They were in the sitting room that connected to their bedroom and relaxing next to a warm fire.
Harry was running fingers through Draco's soft hair. It felt even softer than usual after being newly cut. "Draco?" he asked, breaking their comfortable silence to ask about what he had been thinking of for most of the day.
"Mmm?" Draco hummed softly in response, eyes watching the flames as he lost himself in the feeling of Harry playing with his hair.
"You know earlier when we were doing that interview?" Harry asked, twisting two pieces of hair together and watching them unravel again.
"Yes," Draco said, smiling at the odd things Harry did to his hair sometimes.
"You know that question he asked about having children?" Harry asked now, voice a little quieter.
Draco woke up a bit to see where Harry was going with this, but didn't move. "Yes, I remember," he said quietly.
Harry was silent for a few moments. "You want them?" he asked.
Draco was quiet for a moment. "If it were possible, yes," he said, "but not more than I want you."
Harry nodded. "They would be nice to have, though," he said. "Well, you know, not tomorrow or anything, but in the future. If it were possible."
Draco looked up at Harry, smiling and surprised. "You would want to be a father?"
Harry nodded. "Sure," he said, amused that Draco seemed surprised. "I've never had family before. One of my own would be - well, it's what I wanted more than anything once."
Draco turned over so that he was facing Harry, looking up at him with wide grey eyes. "You would?" he said with wonder in his voice.
Harry nodded again. "Is it hard to believe or something?" he asked with a small laugh.
Draco smirked. "You would spoil a kid rotten."
Harry smiled widely. "Probably," he said, nodding in agreement.
"So, after we win, we get a cat and a kid?" Draco laughed.
Harry chuckled. "We'd better get the cat first," he said, smiling happily at Draco.
Draco kissed Harry's chest. "Yes," he said. "Glad we have that settled."
Harry snorted. "As settled as it can be for now anyway," he said.
Draco laughed, nipping the nearest of Harry's nipples.
Harry smiled and twitched a little bit, raising his eyebrows.
Draco grinned at him, suddenly feeling much more awake than he had before. He raised an eyebrow in response.
Harry laughed and pulled Draco up more to kiss him. He kissed along the side of his face and to his ear. "Want to practise making babies?" he whispered, licking the shell and then kissing Draco's skin again.
Draco shivered as Harry started kissing and licking him. "Careful, Harry," he said. "No unplanned pregnancies."
Harry laughed and slid a hand down Draco's back, using his other to grip his chin and pull him forward. "Wouldn't want that," he said before kissing him slowly.
Draco opened his mouth, tongue sliding into Harry's mouth and his eyes closing as he relaxed into it.
"Mmm," Harry hummed, sucking Draco's tongue in further and allowing his hand to join his other on Draco's back, both resting at the base of his spine.
Draco was glad they were only wearing their matching silk boxers as the silk slid against his growing hardness. Harry sucking his tongue felt like he was sucking Draco's cock and those hands on his back sent magic up and down his spine.
Harry moved his hands lower to grasp Draco's arse and hold onto him tightly there, still sucking on his tongue and then releasing it to thrust his own tongue into Draco's mouth.
Draco sucked his lover's tongue now, swirling his own around in the same way he would if he were giving him head.
Harry moaned quietly and slid his right hand into Draco's boxers, slowly moving it down the skin of his arse and then into the crack to rub gently at his opening.
Draco sucked harder on Harry's tongue, trembling as his lover's finger found his entrance. He spread his legs a little wider.
Harry pressed the tip of his longest finger into Draco, his cock pulsing now with the feeling of Draco kissing him like he was. He moved his hips gently back and forth, pressing their erections together through the silk.
Draco squirmed, wanting to push back against Harry's finger as he rubbed against his cock.
Harry brought his left hand up and pulled away from Draco's mouth, missing the feeling of what Draco had been doing, but his cock was twitching as he brought his fingers up and slid them against Draco's wet lips. He moved two of them inside as he pressed the middle finger of his right hand further into Draco's hole. "Slick them up," he whispered huskily, watching Draco with half-lidded eyes.
Draco nodded quickly, opening his mouth and sucking on his lover's fingers with the same enthusiasm he had been kissing him with earlier.
Harry bit his lip and watched Draco, his breathing quickening. "Yes," he said, even though Draco wasn't even really doing anything to him. He was fucking hot.
Draco played his tongue up and down Harry's fingers as he bent his knees to open himself more for him.
Harry removed his finger from Draco's opening and out of his boxers and pulled on them. "Off," he said, voice still husky and low.
"Take them off with your magic," Draco told him, smirking.
Harry licked Draco's lips and then Summoned his wand impatiently. He performed the spell that he had pretty much mastered now on himself and Draco and then they were both wonderfully, gloriously naked. Harry moaned and moved saliva-slickened fingers down to probe at Draco's hole, at the same time thrusting up and against him.
"Fuck, yes," Draco said, the sensation of Harry's magic, his fingers, and his cock simultaneously making him tremble.
Harry hissed through his teeth and pressed even deeper inside Draco, searching for his prostate. "I'm going to fuck you," he whispered, licking Draco's lips again. "Fuck you until you scream my name."
"Yes, fuck meeee," Draco gasped, and he writhed as Harry pressed against his prostate.
Harry moaned at the sight of Draco, his cock twitching and pre-come gathering at the head. He moved suddenly to flip them over and managed to keep his fingers in Draco's arse as he did. Once on his knees before Draco, he found his prostate again and rubbed his fingers against it, using his right hand to stroke Draco's hard cock.
Not expecting the move, Draco cried out, arching against Harry when he found himself under him and his cock in his lover's hand.
"Mmm, that's it, Draco," Harry said, licking his lips as he watched him. "I could come just looking at you."
"Rather ... you ... come ... in me!" Draco cried out. "Pleeeasseee!"
"Fuck!" Harry cursed, watching Draco's cock in his hand. He had to let it go and remove his fingers from his hole to Summon his wand again and do the Lubrication Spell, but the fingers were back quickly, wet with lube and slickly stretching Draco out. He leaned forward and kissed Draco again, thrusting his tongue into his mouth as he worked his fingers to the same rhythm.
Draco pushed with his feet, lifting his hips higher and pushing himself onto his lover's fingers, opening mouth and body to him.
"Fuck," Harry moaned again, grasping his own cock with his slick hand and pumping it. He sat up on his knees and pulled Draco's legs up in the air and spread him far apart. He moaned at the sight and slid his cock against the crack of Draco's arse until he was wet and slick everywhere and Harry was panting and gasping for breath. He finally pushed forward into Draco, spreading his own legs to go as deep as he could, holding onto Draco's legs to keep them open as wide as he could on the couch.
"Yeesssss," Draco hissed, panting as Harry spread and entered him. The construct hand gripped the sofa but he reached his real hand for his own cock, stroking himself. He looked up with half-lidded eyes into his lover's face, watching the way he held his legs and fucked him.
Harry flushed with heat, panting heavily now. "Shit, Draco," he whimpered, moving his hips forward and back quickly, gripping Draco's legs tightly. His eyes were glued to the sight in front of him, switching between watching Draco's hand on his own cock and watching himself sink into his tight hole.
Draco's body trembled as Harry's cock and magic entered and filled him. He gasped, sliding his own foreskin along his shaft in time with his husband's cock sliding into him.
"Yes," Harry growled as he thrust harder, rocking Draco's entire body. "Fuck, yes! Fucking so good!"
"Yes, fill me, fuck me," Draco chanted. "I am yours!"
"Mine!" Harry shouted. "Fucking mine, all of it!" He watched his cock claiming Draco for the thousandth time, knowing that he'd do it for the rest of his life and loving that he knew it.
"Yes, yours," Draco agreed, feeling his own orgasm coming quick as his hand sped up and he began to tense. "Harry!" he shouted as his come began to slick his hand and belly.
Harry groaned loudly as he watched Draco come, his own thrusts less quick and hard now as they were long and slow, feeling like he was about the fall over the edge. A powerful wave of pleasure hit then and he buried himself fully in Draco and spread his legs wider as he pressed himself in, his mouth open and his head thrown back as he came hard.
Draco shuddered as his husband filled him with his seed and magic. He felt part of Harry in a way that he could never have enough but was exactly what he needed.
Harry's breathing almost sounded like little whimpers as he stayed on his knees, still holding Draco's legs in the air and chest heaving. "Merlin," he let out weakly, staring at Draco's face.
"No, Draco," the blond wheezed, smiling
Harry laughed - or let out a few amused breaths through his nose, it being all he could manage. "You're so hot," he said, still panting.
"Yes ... we ... are," Draco said, his breathing still ragged. He lay looking up at the face and body of the man he loved.
Harry smiled goofily and pulled out of Draco gently, finally releasing his legs before falling onto his back on the opposite side of the couch from Draco.
Draco stretched his legs, easing muscles held rigid and resting them against Harry's. He lifted his head a little so he could still see him.
Harry was still smiling goofily as he stared down at Draco happily, his body relaxing as everything began to go back to normal.
"People really wonder what we see in each other?" Draco laughed. "If they only knew ...."
Harry laughed, too. "Some of them do," he said, laughing harder at that.
Draco blushed furiously, closing his eyes. "Well, truth or dare will not be allowed at this wedding," he hissed.
Harry snorted. "Got it," he said, smiling at Draco's flushed face.
"Besides," Draco added, "we already did Great Rite. We don't have to consummate it with witnesses."
Harry raised his eyebrows. "We would have to consummate it with witnesses?" he asked, a bit shocked.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Yes, that was the tradition. Blood, seed and magic exchanged with vows in front of witnesses. Which, I would point out, we did."
Harry thought for a moment, but then remembered Macnair. "Yeah," he said, a bit of a look on his face.
"Now, do you understand why people were scandalised when you said that in the ministry?" Draco laughed.
Harry snorted. "I didn't know," he said with a light shrug.
Draco laughed. "Yes, you told the wizarding public that the Boy-Who-Lived did sex and blood magic with Draco Malfoy in front of witnesses."
Harry sighed and shook his head. "Figures I would," he said with a small chuckle.
Draco slid his foot down under his lover's arse and used his toes to pinch him. "Gryffindor git," he said with a grin.
Harry made an indignant sound and kicked out at Draco with no real force. "Slytherin prat," he said, smiling amusedly.