Fallen Star (Sequel to Shooting Star) COMPLETE
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Stay With Me
Chapter Number/Total: 24/32
Chapter Title: Stay With Me
Words: 2958 Words
Harry sat down next to Alicia on the couch, a grin on his face. Everything was perfect. He had sent Draco out to get groceries, purposely making a longer list than necessary so he'd take a much longer time than normal. Mark even went along with him, so he could call when they were on their way back.
The living room of their home was decorated in green and silver, a large banner set up above them that said 'Happy Birthday, David' in glittering letters. He had invited all of their co-workers and even Alicia and Jessica, who were happy to come early and help set up for the party. Richard had made a large cake and there was food from the restaurant. All he needed was Mark's phone call.
Sure enough, a few minutes after thinking about it, his mobile rang and he picked it up, looking around quickly at everyone in the room. "They're coming. Everybody hide!" Harry ducked behind the couch, next to Jessica who was obviously trying to hold back her giggling. Someone turned off the light and now all they had to do was wait.
"Sometimes getting the less expensive kind is just as good as getting the pricey stuff, David," Mark was arguing as they came up the stairs.
"I can taste the difference," Draco countered, opening the door and stepping into the flat, holding a bag of groceries. Mark had another.
Nobody had turned on the light, so with Harry's own urge and a small spark of magic, the light switch flipped up and everyone jumped up yelling surprise.
"Happy Birthday!" Harry said the loudest, watching for Draco's reaction.
Draco automatically stepped back, reaching for the wand inside his jacket and nearly dropping the bag of groceries. He caught himself with his hand on the handle of the wand.
Harry winced when he noticed what Draco had almost done. He hadn’t meant to scare him. "It's your party, David," he explained.
"Git," Draco muttered, and tried to relax. He gave a weak smile to all of the people crowding forward. Mark stepped up and took the grocery bag, carrying both to the kitchen.
"I love you, too," Harry laughed and hugged him, just as everyone began walking over to say hello to Draco himself.
The fear passed; Draco accepted a drink and sat back in the armchair, talking with their guests. He was uncomfortable having this many people in their private space and still tense from the moment of shock. Yet, as he watched how happy it made Harry - how the man's face lit up with excitement - Draco began to relax and enjoy it.
Cake, alit with candles, was brought out amidst much off-key singing. Draco blew out twenty-two candles, making a wish as prompted. Technically, he was only twenty-one now, but his ID card showed differently. His wish was easy -- that he be able to keep Harry safe. It had now been a year since their escape. He hoped they would be able to stay hidden but still feared it was only a matter of time before they were found.
Harry was bouncy that night, making sure to talk to everyone at the party. He finally made his way back over to Draco, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Your presents are over there," he said, pointing at a table that was stacked with a lot of wrapped boxes. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
Draco smiled up at him. "Kiss me," he answered with a smirk.
Harry gladly leant around and kissed Draco deeply. It was his birthday; he deserved the best.
"Now I am," Draco whispered.
With more prompting, Draco thanked his friends as they handed him present after present. Many of them were cooking related such as new tools for his kitchen and specialized cookbooks. Ali and Jess gave him an amazingly beautiful grey silk shirt that shimmered.
Harry had saved his present for after the party was over, wanting to give it to Draco in private. For now he was just content with the look of happiness on Draco's face. He was so glad that he was able to give him all of this. "That's a lot of cookbooks," Harry commented, reaching to look through one of them.
Draco laughed, thinking it sounded like something Harry would have said about Potions books too. He pulled him into his lap and kissed him while their friends applauded.
Harry flushed as they kissed, feeling perfectly happy at the moment. He pulled back and looked into Draco's eyes, reaching to brush a bit of the hair away from his face. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," the blond whispered back.
***
The party continued very late until the only ones left were the two of them and Mark, who was helping clean up. "Well, that was nice," Harry said happily, dipping his finger in the icing of the leftover cake.
"Better save the icing," Draco said. "I have plans for that."
"What for?" Harry asked around his finger.
Mark laughed and Draco rolled his eyes. "Let's leave cleanup for tomorrow," the blond said.
Harry stole a bit more of the frosting. "I still have to give you my present, too," he said, smiling.
"Something besides your lovely arse?" Draco asked.
Harry blushed, pulling his finger out of his mouth. "Well, that and another present, of course."
Draco looked over at Harry. "Well, I am waiting," he said.
Harry quickly went into their bedroom and pulled the small wrapped box out of its hiding place. Inside there was a silver promise ring with a green gem in the middle. He had even had it engraved on the inside to say their favourite line of the movie they watched with Jessica and Alicia. It had taken him a while to save up the money, but he knew it was worth it.
"Here," he said quietly, walking back out and holding the box out for Draco to unwrap.
Draco opened the small box, looking curiously at Harry. He was surprised by the ring. "It's beautiful, baby," he whispered.
"You like it then," Harry said, smiling happily. He glanced at Mark, grinning at him. He had shown it to him first, to see if Draco would like it.
"Yes, I do, and I really love you," Draco said, reaching arms for Harry.
Harry stepped into Draco's arms, wrapping his own around Draco. "They call it a promise ring."
"Really? What are you promising, my love?" Draco asked, looking down into his eyes.
"To always love you ... forever," Harry said softly. "Look on the inside."
"There's an inside?" Draco said, taking the ring off to look closer.
Harry nodded, leaning in to look himself. "Tell me if you remember where the line is from."
"I will love you 'til my dying day," Draco read. "It's from that silly film we saw, Moulin Rouge." He smiled at Harry.
Harry grinned and nodded again. "Yes, you know I liked that song," he said.
"You are a romantic," Draco said, half accusation and pride in his voice.
"I can't help that," Harry said, laughing softly.
"Mark, are you going to stay and help us celebrate?" the blond asked, looking over at their lover.
Mark walked over to them. He picked up a large, flat box on his way there and held it out for Draco to take. "Happy birthday." He leant in to kiss him softly.
Draco pulled Mark to him for a better kiss and then released him with a smile.
"Go on and open it," Mark said as he pulled back, looking excited.
Draco set the box on the coffee table and then opened it, grinning when he saw a frame containing a beautifully drawn and coloured sketch of Harry and himself. It was from that first day posing nude. "Fantastic," Draco said. "This goes above our bed."
"Perfect place," Mark said. "Now, I will leave you two. I'll come over tomorrow night?" he asked.
"It's my birthday, and I would like you to stay," Draco said.
Mark's cheeks coloured, but he nodded, looking between Harry and Draco. "Honestly?"
"I'd love for you to stay, too," Harry said.
Draco grinned. "Come on," he said, getting up and locking the front door before heading toward the bedroom.
Mark followed quickly, looking honoured. "I didn't think you'd want me to stay tonight."
"Why wouldn't I want two hot men pleasuring me on my birthday?" Draco asked, waggling his eyebrows at the two of them as he began to strip.
Harry laughed as he began to undress, moving to kiss Mark when he was done. "You've been with us almost every night for the past few weeks," he murmured. "Why not tonight?"
"Oh, I thought ..." Mark paused, smiling softly at Harry. "Never mind.” After being with the other men, it was hard to go home alone now. He kissed Harry again before moving to get on the bed.
Draco stood grinning down at his two lovers, watching them kiss, his own cock filling quickly at the sight. More than that, his heart felt full too. It was an odd sensation to be happy seeing Harry kiss another man. "Make room for me," he teased. "After all, it's my birthday."
"Of course, of course," Harry said, shifting on the bed so that Draco could lie in between them. "The birthday boy gets whatever he wants. And what do you want first?"
Draco crawled into the space between them. He lay on his back, looking up at them and grinning. "I want both your mouths and hands on me.”
Harry looked over at Mark, who glanced down at Draco's cock before looking back at Harry. Harry smiled and nodded, then leant over to kiss Draco, just as Mark moved down his body and started to lick a line down towards his cock.
"Mmm," Draco hummed into Harry's mouth. Each of his hands found the back of a lover's head, one in dark black and the other in brown curls. Draco kissed passionately. Meanwhile, he trembled at the feel of Mark's mouth on his abdomen and his cock jumped as if to beg for attention.
Harry slid his tongue along Draco's, his hand moving over Draco's chest to pinch his nipples.
Mark seemed to take pity after a few minutes of licking everywhere but Draco's cock. He finally sucked him inside his mouth, his lips tight around the hard flesh as he licked.
Draco moaned and his hands tightened. He would have been shouting encouragements but his mouth was happily occupied with Harry's.
Mark began to bob his head as Harry pulled back to smile at Draco, leaning in to nip at his lips. "Lucky one, you are," he murmured, nipping and licking along Draco's jaw.
"Yes, very lucky," the blond gasped. "Oh, Mark, yes, that's good," he added when the man used his tongue more.
"Do you want to come like this?" Harry asked, biting into the skin above Draco's collarbone.
"No, not yet," Draco said, the question prompting him to tug on Mark's hair. "Come kiss me with that lovely mouth," he said.
Mark pulled back and moved up, his lips shiny and slightly swollen. "Gladly," he whispered, kissing Draco's chin before leaning up to press his lips against Draco's.
Draco thrust his tongue into Mark's mouth, his kiss fierce and possessive as he also pulled Harry's hair so that his face was close as well. Soon they were all three kissing, messily and open and very good.
Harry had never kissed two people at once, and while it was strange, he loved it, even a little bit more than a normal two person kiss. But it seemed he forgot how to breathe during kissing as he stopped to pant, feeling the others' mouths and tongues against his mouth. It made Harry shudder in delight.
Draco and Mark both began kissing Harry's face, working over his cheeks, chin, and back to his ears, while Draco held him by the hair. Draco whispered in Harry's ear. "Want me to fuck your arse while Mark fucks your mouth?" he asked, licking Harry's ear and blowing on it.
Harry shuddered again and nodded, his eyes closed. "Yes," he gasped. "Fuck me ... both of you."
Draco's eyes met Mark’s, and he grinned at him. "On your hands and knees then, Harry," Draco said.
Harry slowly rolled over onto his stomach, pushing himself up on his hands and knees. He licked his lips as he waited for someone to touch him.
"Beautiful," Draco sighed, eyes devouring the sight and pleased to see Harry was hard already. He gestured towards Harry's head. "Harry is going to suck you, Mark," he said.
"That sounds great," Mark replied, moving up and around as he looked down at Harry with a smile. "So hot like this."
Harry blushed under their gazes, looking up at Mark once. "Come closer."
Draco picked up the lube and then knelt between Harry's legs. He set the tube nearby as he turned all his attention on his lover's arse, stroking his fingers over his thighs and arse-cheeks. "Yes, suck him, baby," he whispered. He looked up, smiling at Mark and watching him bring his cock to Harry's mouth.
Harry did just as Draco told him, leaning in and sucking Mark's cock into his mouth even as he pushed back for Draco.
Mark moaned softly, reaching to grip Harry's hair as he rocked his hips. He loved the positions Draco came up with.
Draco spread Harry's arse-cheeks, his own body trembling at the sight of his lover's puckered opening and the sounds of him sucking Mark's cock. "Yes, baby, suck that pretty cock," he said, voice hoarse with his own arousal. He reached for the lube then, slicking himself before pressing fingers into that tight opening. "We are both going to fuck you together, Harry. Aren't we, Mark?" He grinned at Mark.
Harry sucked harder, moaning around Mark's cock when he felt Draco's fingers slipping inside him.
"Yeah, we're both going to fuck you together, Harry," Mark groaned, his hips rocking again, but not thrusting. He watched the gorgeous blond through eyes half closed in pleasure.
Draco slid his fingers out and positioned himself. "Oh, baby, you look so good like this," he said and then thrust forward, groaning as he felt himself enveloped in Harry's body. "Gods, yes," he gasped. "I love fucking you!"
Harry paused to breathe in deeply through his nose, his body trembling as Draco pushed inside him.
Mark held his hips still, waiting and watching Harry to make sure he was ready.
"Every thrust from me will drive his mouth onto your cock," Draco said to Mark, panting slightly with the effort of holding still, fingers clutching Harry's hips. "Ready, baby?"
Mark nodded in approval, still watching Harry. Harry slowly nodded after a moment, his lips curling over his teeth more tightly so he didn't accidentally brush Mark with his teeth. His fingers curled in the sheets.
Draco began to rock then, pulling back and thrusting into Harry, slowly at first while the three of them got used to the rhythm of it. "Oh, yes, baby, so hot, watching you take my cock and his," Draco gasped.
Harry made a soft sound from around Mark's cock, slowly running his tongue around the flesh. "Fuck him, Draco," Mark gasped, licking his lips as he looked up at him.
Draco was always a bit startled when he heard his real name now, especially from Mark. He nodded, thrusting hard and watching Harry's body tremble as they both slid into him again and again. "Yes, baby, oh, yes," he continued. "We are both going to fill you with our seed. Filled at both ends and you’ll love it. You’ll love it so much you will come when we do."
Harry couldn't do more than just rock with Draco's thrusts, Mark's cock slipping deeper inside his mouth. He breathed in harshly through his nose still, his eyes closed tight.
"Close, Mark?" Draco asked, holding himself back now.
Mark nodded stiffly, his snapping hips a bit out of control as his hand tightened in Harry's hair.
"Yes, come in Harry's mouth," Draco encouraged, his own thrusts harder now too. "Fuck, yes, Harry," he yelled and then he came with a shout, fingers clutching Harry.
Mark thrust hard one last time, his cock slipping down Harry's throat for a moment as he came hard, shuddering and gasping, his hands pulling at Harry's hair.
Harry whimpered as Mark came, his cock slowly slipping back out of his throat as he came, the rest of his come filling his mouth. At the same moment he felt the rush of warmth inside him.
"Come for me," Draco gasped, his own hips twitching as his orgasm continued to shudder through his body.
Harry came the moment the words left Draco's mouth, his back arching as he pulled away from Mark's cock to cry out.
Draco bent forward, an arm sliding around Harry's waist to hold the man through the orgasm. The blond's face was pressed to Harry's back. "Yes, baby, yes," he whispered.
Mark slowly fell back on the bed, still panting from his own orgasm as he watched the other two.
"God," Harry whispered, his cheek pressed against the soft sheets.
Draco shifted, sliding to the side but still holding Harry's body against his own, kissing his damp skin over and over again. "Yes, baby, you are amazing," he whispered.
Harry was trembling softly as he felt Mark's body move close and press against him, keeping him in a warm cocoon of their bodies.
Draco stretched his arm across Harry, his hand resting gently on Mark's arm. "Perfect birthday," he said sleepily.
Chapter Title: Stay With Me
Words: 2958 Words
Harry sat down next to Alicia on the couch, a grin on his face. Everything was perfect. He had sent Draco out to get groceries, purposely making a longer list than necessary so he'd take a much longer time than normal. Mark even went along with him, so he could call when they were on their way back.
The living room of their home was decorated in green and silver, a large banner set up above them that said 'Happy Birthday, David' in glittering letters. He had invited all of their co-workers and even Alicia and Jessica, who were happy to come early and help set up for the party. Richard had made a large cake and there was food from the restaurant. All he needed was Mark's phone call.
Sure enough, a few minutes after thinking about it, his mobile rang and he picked it up, looking around quickly at everyone in the room. "They're coming. Everybody hide!" Harry ducked behind the couch, next to Jessica who was obviously trying to hold back her giggling. Someone turned off the light and now all they had to do was wait.
"Sometimes getting the less expensive kind is just as good as getting the pricey stuff, David," Mark was arguing as they came up the stairs.
"I can taste the difference," Draco countered, opening the door and stepping into the flat, holding a bag of groceries. Mark had another.
Nobody had turned on the light, so with Harry's own urge and a small spark of magic, the light switch flipped up and everyone jumped up yelling surprise.
"Happy Birthday!" Harry said the loudest, watching for Draco's reaction.
Draco automatically stepped back, reaching for the wand inside his jacket and nearly dropping the bag of groceries. He caught himself with his hand on the handle of the wand.
Harry winced when he noticed what Draco had almost done. He hadn’t meant to scare him. "It's your party, David," he explained.
"Git," Draco muttered, and tried to relax. He gave a weak smile to all of the people crowding forward. Mark stepped up and took the grocery bag, carrying both to the kitchen.
"I love you, too," Harry laughed and hugged him, just as everyone began walking over to say hello to Draco himself.
The fear passed; Draco accepted a drink and sat back in the armchair, talking with their guests. He was uncomfortable having this many people in their private space and still tense from the moment of shock. Yet, as he watched how happy it made Harry - how the man's face lit up with excitement - Draco began to relax and enjoy it.
Cake, alit with candles, was brought out amidst much off-key singing. Draco blew out twenty-two candles, making a wish as prompted. Technically, he was only twenty-one now, but his ID card showed differently. His wish was easy -- that he be able to keep Harry safe. It had now been a year since their escape. He hoped they would be able to stay hidden but still feared it was only a matter of time before they were found.
Harry was bouncy that night, making sure to talk to everyone at the party. He finally made his way back over to Draco, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Your presents are over there," he said, pointing at a table that was stacked with a lot of wrapped boxes. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
Draco smiled up at him. "Kiss me," he answered with a smirk.
Harry gladly leant around and kissed Draco deeply. It was his birthday; he deserved the best.
"Now I am," Draco whispered.
With more prompting, Draco thanked his friends as they handed him present after present. Many of them were cooking related such as new tools for his kitchen and specialized cookbooks. Ali and Jess gave him an amazingly beautiful grey silk shirt that shimmered.
Harry had saved his present for after the party was over, wanting to give it to Draco in private. For now he was just content with the look of happiness on Draco's face. He was so glad that he was able to give him all of this. "That's a lot of cookbooks," Harry commented, reaching to look through one of them.
Draco laughed, thinking it sounded like something Harry would have said about Potions books too. He pulled him into his lap and kissed him while their friends applauded.
Harry flushed as they kissed, feeling perfectly happy at the moment. He pulled back and looked into Draco's eyes, reaching to brush a bit of the hair away from his face. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," the blond whispered back.
***
The party continued very late until the only ones left were the two of them and Mark, who was helping clean up. "Well, that was nice," Harry said happily, dipping his finger in the icing of the leftover cake.
"Better save the icing," Draco said. "I have plans for that."
"What for?" Harry asked around his finger.
Mark laughed and Draco rolled his eyes. "Let's leave cleanup for tomorrow," the blond said.
Harry stole a bit more of the frosting. "I still have to give you my present, too," he said, smiling.
"Something besides your lovely arse?" Draco asked.
Harry blushed, pulling his finger out of his mouth. "Well, that and another present, of course."
Draco looked over at Harry. "Well, I am waiting," he said.
Harry quickly went into their bedroom and pulled the small wrapped box out of its hiding place. Inside there was a silver promise ring with a green gem in the middle. He had even had it engraved on the inside to say their favourite line of the movie they watched with Jessica and Alicia. It had taken him a while to save up the money, but he knew it was worth it.
"Here," he said quietly, walking back out and holding the box out for Draco to unwrap.
Draco opened the small box, looking curiously at Harry. He was surprised by the ring. "It's beautiful, baby," he whispered.
"You like it then," Harry said, smiling happily. He glanced at Mark, grinning at him. He had shown it to him first, to see if Draco would like it.
"Yes, I do, and I really love you," Draco said, reaching arms for Harry.
Harry stepped into Draco's arms, wrapping his own around Draco. "They call it a promise ring."
"Really? What are you promising, my love?" Draco asked, looking down into his eyes.
"To always love you ... forever," Harry said softly. "Look on the inside."
"There's an inside?" Draco said, taking the ring off to look closer.
Harry nodded, leaning in to look himself. "Tell me if you remember where the line is from."
"I will love you 'til my dying day," Draco read. "It's from that silly film we saw, Moulin Rouge." He smiled at Harry.
Harry grinned and nodded again. "Yes, you know I liked that song," he said.
"You are a romantic," Draco said, half accusation and pride in his voice.
"I can't help that," Harry said, laughing softly.
"Mark, are you going to stay and help us celebrate?" the blond asked, looking over at their lover.
Mark walked over to them. He picked up a large, flat box on his way there and held it out for Draco to take. "Happy birthday." He leant in to kiss him softly.
Draco pulled Mark to him for a better kiss and then released him with a smile.
"Go on and open it," Mark said as he pulled back, looking excited.
Draco set the box on the coffee table and then opened it, grinning when he saw a frame containing a beautifully drawn and coloured sketch of Harry and himself. It was from that first day posing nude. "Fantastic," Draco said. "This goes above our bed."
"Perfect place," Mark said. "Now, I will leave you two. I'll come over tomorrow night?" he asked.
"It's my birthday, and I would like you to stay," Draco said.
Mark's cheeks coloured, but he nodded, looking between Harry and Draco. "Honestly?"
"I'd love for you to stay, too," Harry said.
Draco grinned. "Come on," he said, getting up and locking the front door before heading toward the bedroom.
Mark followed quickly, looking honoured. "I didn't think you'd want me to stay tonight."
"Why wouldn't I want two hot men pleasuring me on my birthday?" Draco asked, waggling his eyebrows at the two of them as he began to strip.
Harry laughed as he began to undress, moving to kiss Mark when he was done. "You've been with us almost every night for the past few weeks," he murmured. "Why not tonight?"
"Oh, I thought ..." Mark paused, smiling softly at Harry. "Never mind.” After being with the other men, it was hard to go home alone now. He kissed Harry again before moving to get on the bed.
Draco stood grinning down at his two lovers, watching them kiss, his own cock filling quickly at the sight. More than that, his heart felt full too. It was an odd sensation to be happy seeing Harry kiss another man. "Make room for me," he teased. "After all, it's my birthday."
"Of course, of course," Harry said, shifting on the bed so that Draco could lie in between them. "The birthday boy gets whatever he wants. And what do you want first?"
Draco crawled into the space between them. He lay on his back, looking up at them and grinning. "I want both your mouths and hands on me.”
Harry looked over at Mark, who glanced down at Draco's cock before looking back at Harry. Harry smiled and nodded, then leant over to kiss Draco, just as Mark moved down his body and started to lick a line down towards his cock.
"Mmm," Draco hummed into Harry's mouth. Each of his hands found the back of a lover's head, one in dark black and the other in brown curls. Draco kissed passionately. Meanwhile, he trembled at the feel of Mark's mouth on his abdomen and his cock jumped as if to beg for attention.
Harry slid his tongue along Draco's, his hand moving over Draco's chest to pinch his nipples.
Mark seemed to take pity after a few minutes of licking everywhere but Draco's cock. He finally sucked him inside his mouth, his lips tight around the hard flesh as he licked.
Draco moaned and his hands tightened. He would have been shouting encouragements but his mouth was happily occupied with Harry's.
Mark began to bob his head as Harry pulled back to smile at Draco, leaning in to nip at his lips. "Lucky one, you are," he murmured, nipping and licking along Draco's jaw.
"Yes, very lucky," the blond gasped. "Oh, Mark, yes, that's good," he added when the man used his tongue more.
"Do you want to come like this?" Harry asked, biting into the skin above Draco's collarbone.
"No, not yet," Draco said, the question prompting him to tug on Mark's hair. "Come kiss me with that lovely mouth," he said.
Mark pulled back and moved up, his lips shiny and slightly swollen. "Gladly," he whispered, kissing Draco's chin before leaning up to press his lips against Draco's.
Draco thrust his tongue into Mark's mouth, his kiss fierce and possessive as he also pulled Harry's hair so that his face was close as well. Soon they were all three kissing, messily and open and very good.
Harry had never kissed two people at once, and while it was strange, he loved it, even a little bit more than a normal two person kiss. But it seemed he forgot how to breathe during kissing as he stopped to pant, feeling the others' mouths and tongues against his mouth. It made Harry shudder in delight.
Draco and Mark both began kissing Harry's face, working over his cheeks, chin, and back to his ears, while Draco held him by the hair. Draco whispered in Harry's ear. "Want me to fuck your arse while Mark fucks your mouth?" he asked, licking Harry's ear and blowing on it.
Harry shuddered again and nodded, his eyes closed. "Yes," he gasped. "Fuck me ... both of you."
Draco's eyes met Mark’s, and he grinned at him. "On your hands and knees then, Harry," Draco said.
Harry slowly rolled over onto his stomach, pushing himself up on his hands and knees. He licked his lips as he waited for someone to touch him.
"Beautiful," Draco sighed, eyes devouring the sight and pleased to see Harry was hard already. He gestured towards Harry's head. "Harry is going to suck you, Mark," he said.
"That sounds great," Mark replied, moving up and around as he looked down at Harry with a smile. "So hot like this."
Harry blushed under their gazes, looking up at Mark once. "Come closer."
Draco picked up the lube and then knelt between Harry's legs. He set the tube nearby as he turned all his attention on his lover's arse, stroking his fingers over his thighs and arse-cheeks. "Yes, suck him, baby," he whispered. He looked up, smiling at Mark and watching him bring his cock to Harry's mouth.
Harry did just as Draco told him, leaning in and sucking Mark's cock into his mouth even as he pushed back for Draco.
Mark moaned softly, reaching to grip Harry's hair as he rocked his hips. He loved the positions Draco came up with.
Draco spread Harry's arse-cheeks, his own body trembling at the sight of his lover's puckered opening and the sounds of him sucking Mark's cock. "Yes, baby, suck that pretty cock," he said, voice hoarse with his own arousal. He reached for the lube then, slicking himself before pressing fingers into that tight opening. "We are both going to fuck you together, Harry. Aren't we, Mark?" He grinned at Mark.
Harry sucked harder, moaning around Mark's cock when he felt Draco's fingers slipping inside him.
"Yeah, we're both going to fuck you together, Harry," Mark groaned, his hips rocking again, but not thrusting. He watched the gorgeous blond through eyes half closed in pleasure.
Draco slid his fingers out and positioned himself. "Oh, baby, you look so good like this," he said and then thrust forward, groaning as he felt himself enveloped in Harry's body. "Gods, yes," he gasped. "I love fucking you!"
Harry paused to breathe in deeply through his nose, his body trembling as Draco pushed inside him.
Mark held his hips still, waiting and watching Harry to make sure he was ready.
"Every thrust from me will drive his mouth onto your cock," Draco said to Mark, panting slightly with the effort of holding still, fingers clutching Harry's hips. "Ready, baby?"
Mark nodded in approval, still watching Harry. Harry slowly nodded after a moment, his lips curling over his teeth more tightly so he didn't accidentally brush Mark with his teeth. His fingers curled in the sheets.
Draco began to rock then, pulling back and thrusting into Harry, slowly at first while the three of them got used to the rhythm of it. "Oh, yes, baby, so hot, watching you take my cock and his," Draco gasped.
Harry made a soft sound from around Mark's cock, slowly running his tongue around the flesh. "Fuck him, Draco," Mark gasped, licking his lips as he looked up at him.
Draco was always a bit startled when he heard his real name now, especially from Mark. He nodded, thrusting hard and watching Harry's body tremble as they both slid into him again and again. "Yes, baby, oh, yes," he continued. "We are both going to fill you with our seed. Filled at both ends and you’ll love it. You’ll love it so much you will come when we do."
Harry couldn't do more than just rock with Draco's thrusts, Mark's cock slipping deeper inside his mouth. He breathed in harshly through his nose still, his eyes closed tight.
"Close, Mark?" Draco asked, holding himself back now.
Mark nodded stiffly, his snapping hips a bit out of control as his hand tightened in Harry's hair.
"Yes, come in Harry's mouth," Draco encouraged, his own thrusts harder now too. "Fuck, yes, Harry," he yelled and then he came with a shout, fingers clutching Harry.
Mark thrust hard one last time, his cock slipping down Harry's throat for a moment as he came hard, shuddering and gasping, his hands pulling at Harry's hair.
Harry whimpered as Mark came, his cock slowly slipping back out of his throat as he came, the rest of his come filling his mouth. At the same moment he felt the rush of warmth inside him.
"Come for me," Draco gasped, his own hips twitching as his orgasm continued to shudder through his body.
Harry came the moment the words left Draco's mouth, his back arching as he pulled away from Mark's cock to cry out.
Draco bent forward, an arm sliding around Harry's waist to hold the man through the orgasm. The blond's face was pressed to Harry's back. "Yes, baby, yes," he whispered.
Mark slowly fell back on the bed, still panting from his own orgasm as he watched the other two.
"God," Harry whispered, his cheek pressed against the soft sheets.
Draco shifted, sliding to the side but still holding Harry's body against his own, kissing his damp skin over and over again. "Yes, baby, you are amazing," he whispered.
Harry was trembling softly as he felt Mark's body move close and press against him, keeping him in a warm cocoon of their bodies.
Draco stretched his arm across Harry, his hand resting gently on Mark's arm. "Perfect birthday," he said sleepily.