JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Chapter Twenty-Four


It was Halloween night where you could find Blaise Zabini in a secluded room in the Hogwarts infirmary, pacing back and forth, trying the lock on the door several times before giving up and throwing himself on the bed in frustration. Outside the door, two Aurors guarded the door and smirked to one another as they heard Blaise moving about inside the room. Blaise had tried to talk to the people that came into the room, but they wouldn’t respond to any of his questions he was asking. Blaise would finally get some questions answered later that night, although he may live to regret them once the night was over.

In Harry’s room, you could find him standing before the mirror, nervously looking over his appearance. He wanted to look good for Draco. He was startled out of his thoughts when he heard a low whistle from the doorway of his room. “Draco’s a lucky guy,” Devlin grinned as he looked Harry up and down.

“Thanks Dev,” Harry replied, combing his fingers through his hair. “I remember your reaction to these jeans and am hoping I’ll get the same reaction from Draco.”

“I’m sure you will,” Devlin said, coming closer to run his fingertip along the skin of Harry’s hip. “Maybe we should get going,” Devlin said meeting Harry’s eye.

Harry put his arms around Devlin’s back. “Thank you so much for being here for me Dev. It means a lot to me,” he said by his ear.

“Anytime Jade,” Devlin replied, hugging him tight as he placed a light kiss on Harry’s neck.

“So are you ready for later tonight?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, Sirius and Tonks are standing guard tonight and Sirius knows the plan,” Devlin said walking in step with Harry as they made their way down to the dungeons.



“Where are they? They should be here by now,” Draco said as he looked to the door.

“They’ll be here Drake,” Raiden grinned, then handed Draco a fresh drink.

“Maybe I should go meet them,” Draco said, taking a few steps to the door, then stopped in his tracks as the door opened for Harry and Devlin to walk through. He noticed the ever-tousled hair, the green eyes that met his, then moved lower and had to control the urge to drag Harry into the nearest room. He took in the snug fitting jeans with the tears in the knees, and salivated over the large expanse of bare skin at the hip showing through the larger tear. The tank top was black and made of a mesh where he could see the gold hoop at the nipple. He looked back up and saw the hungry look mirrored in Harry’s eyes as he came forward.

Harry was also taking in every detail of Draco’s appearance, liking very much what he was seeing. His dragon wore black leather pants and a plain black t-shirt that molded to his body. He took a couple of steps more into the room, not breaking his gaze from Draco’s, until he heard Ron shout his name from further into the room. He looked over and stilled, trying to calm his racing heart.

Draco was also walking forwards when he saw Harry look away, then stop, a look of fear in his eyes. He looked over where Ron was. ‘Shit....the decorations...chains,’ he thought to himself as he rushed over to Harry. He brought his hand up to the side of Harry’s face to turn him his way. “Harry.....gods I wasn’t thinking,” he said looking into Harry’s panicked eyes. He had forgotten that the decorations comprised mostly of chains and other torture devises.

Harry closed his eyes to calm himself. ‘I’m okay. It’s not the same,’ he repeated to himself. “I’m okay,” he said aloud this time, turning to place a kiss on the palm of Draco’s hand.

“Are you sure?” Draco asked, “because we can leave if you want.”

“No. I’m good,” Harry smiled reassuringly as he leaned in to press his lips to Draco’s. “Besides, I’ve been looking forward to dancing with you.”

“Sounds good to me,” Draco grinned as he led Harry to the crowded dance floor to immediately wrap his arms around Harry’s back.

Harry pressed close to Draco as they swayed to the slow music. His fingers combed through the back of Draco’s hair, sifting through the soft strands. “Thank you for being patient with me,” he said softly as he looked into Draco’s eyes.

“You’re trying my patience in that get up you’re wearing,” Draco grinned, gliding his hand down Harry’s hip, his thumb grazing the bare skin.

“I guess you could say that you approve then?” Harry teased as he pushed his hips forward more, finding a hardness to match his own. “Stay with me tonight,” he said as he kissed the corner of the blondes mouth.

Draco brought his hand to the back of Harry’s neck, pulling him closer as he gave feather light kisses to Harry’s mouth. “Yes....gods yes,” he huskily said, then moaned when Harry brushed his tongue along his bottom lip. He eagerly opened for him and glided his tongue against Harry’s, deepening the kiss.

After several minutes, they broke away, their breathing ragged. “Um....maybe we should sit down,” Harry breathlessly said as he noticed a few people looking at them.

“Or we can go somewhere more private,” Draco suggested hopefully.

“Later, I promise,” Harry smiled as he gave a brief kiss to Draco’s lips. “If we do that now, I won’t want to leave for the rest of the night.”

Draco nodded in agreement then led them to the bar, then to a comfy chair by the fire. He had to give Harry a small smile as he noticed Harry looking for a place to sit. He linked his fingers with Harry’s and gave a slight tug for him to sit between his legs. “Right where I want you,” he smirked.

“Where I want to be,” Harry replied leaning back against Draco’s chest.

The two of them talked with Pansy, Millicent, Ron, and Hermione for awhile, Harry squirming back a bit as Draco’s lips and tongue found their way to his neck. Hermione shared a knowing look with the others as they looked on at how happy Draco and Harry finally were. She noticed Draco’s hand move just past the waist of Harry’s jeans, and got up suddenly. “Come on Harry, dance with me,” she grinned, breaking the two out of their daze.

“Yeah, Drake, you need to share,” Devlin said coming to sit with the group.

Harry laughed at Draco’s pout and got pulled up by Hermione. He leaned down to kiss the pouting lips. “We can continue that later,” he softly said.

“Promise?” Draco smirked.

“Promise,” Harry replied then stood straight and put his arm around Hermione’s shoulder as they went onto the dance floor.

“How are things Drake?” Raiden asked as they watched Hermione and Harry dance.

“Good,” Draco said, not taking his eyes off of Harry. “Those jeans should be illegal,” he added as he saw the skin from the rip on the ass of the jeans.

“I had that reaction too when he first wore them at the club,” Raiden said, then noticed a flash of jealousy in Draco’s eyes. “He’s your’s now Drake,” he added reassuringly.

“Unless you’re willing to share,” Devlin teased.

Draco was saved in replying to that by a house elf...a rather young looking elf. “Excuse me....Master Malfoy,” it tentatively said to get his attention.

“Yes?”

“I was supposed to give you this a few weeks ago, but I’s was busy and I’s forgot,” it said holding up a teardrop pendant on a gold chain. “It was in laundry and now I’m is returning it to you.”

Pansy saw Draco’s once softened look, harden as he took the pendant in his hand. “Drake!” she cried out getting up to take the recognizable pendant.

“Drake, what is it?” Raiden asked as he watched Draco clutch the side of his head.

“I felt....angry....mad at Harry,” he hoarsely said.

“This is it,” Pansy said, holding the pendant up, “this was Blaise’s...how he was controlling Draco.”

Raiden stepped close to Draco as he stood up and followed Pansy as she was heading out of the Slytherin common room. “Tell Harry what happened Dev and we’ll meet you in Severus’s rooms,” he said.

Harry had already noticed the stressed look on Draco’s face and was heading towards them when Devlin blocked his path. “It was in Blaise’s pendant Harry. That’s how he was controlled,” Devlin said.

“Is Draco okay?” Harry asked worriedly.

“I think so. He’s just on his way to Severus’s room. We’re supposed to come too,” Devlin replied.

“You go Harry,” Hermione said kissing his cheek, “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Thanks ‘Mione,” Harry said already following Devlin out of the room. “Tell Ron, okay.” Hermione nodded then went to sit with Ron and Millicent as they talked about the pendant.

When Harry entered Severus’s rooms, he started to go to Draco who was sitting by Severus, but was held back by Sirius. “We just need to test something out here first Harry,” Sirius said.

Severus had the pendant in his hand, and scanned it for spells first, then dropped it into Draco’s open palm. Draco closed his fingers around the pendant and tried not to look at Harry. “How do you feel Draco?” Severus asked.

“Okay...a little out of it maybe,” Draco replied tiredly.

Severus motioned for Harry to come over and leaned close to his ear. “Remember Harry, he wouldn’t answer what I’m going to ask normally,” he reassured.

With Harry’s nod, Severus turned back to Draco. “Draco, what are your feelings for Harry?” he asked stepping away so Draco can get a clear view of Harry.

Draco slowly brought up his eyes to meet Harry’s. “I lo....” he started to say then shook his head to try to clear it. He clutched his head as the pounding started at his temples. “No!” he cried out.

“Draco,” Raiden urged.

Draco looked up again. “I hate him...wish my Blaise would have finished him off,” he sneered, then bent over his knees. “No...no,” he moaned, “Sev...please stop this.”

Severus grasped the pendant out of Draco’s hand and handed him a pain reliever potion. He laid the pendant in a sealed box, and handed it over to Tonks who had just come into the room after being firecalled by Dumbledore.

Draco downed the potion and took a couple of deep breaths until the pounding in his head subsided. He looked at Harry and saw the pain in his eyes and got up and took the few steps towards him. Raiden and Devlin stepped close to Harry, making sure Draco wasn’t going to turn on him suddenly. “Gods, Harry...I didn’t mean it,” he choked out as he cupped the side of Harry’s face. “I’m so glad you’re here and that Blaise didn’t finish things. I love you Harry,” he softly said, leaning in to kiss the corner of Harry’s mouth.

Harry saw the love in Draco’s eyes, then gave him a brief kiss to the mouth. He wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tight. “Love you too Draco,” he whispered in the blonde's ear.

“Is the veritaserum ready Sev?” Sirius asked.

“Yes. I think now would be a good time to test it out,” Severus said holding up the potion vial filled with the truth serum.

Harry, Draco, Severus, Sirius, Tonks, Arthur, and Dumbledore proceeded to the infirmary, bypassing the two Aurors that stood guard at the door. They walked in to see Blaise sitting up on the bed, leaning back against the headboard reading a book. “Well, do I get out of here now?” Blaise asked getting up off the bed.

He was then stopped by Severus’s hand and pushed down into a chair that appeared behind him. “Not yet Mister Zabini,” Severus said, bringing out the veritaserum.

Blaise looked to the others around him, resting lastly on Draco and Harry’s clasped hands. “Drake, you came to visit. I missed you,” he grinned after giving a death glare in Harry’s direction.

Draco squeezed Harry’s hand once, then let go to walk up to Blaise. “Why Blaise?” he asked glaring at his once-best-friend.

“Why what Drake?”

“Why try to kill Harry?”

“I didn’t,” Blaise replied simply, shrugging his one shoulder. “You were the one to hurt him, not me.”

“Care to prove that you didn’t try anything Zabini?” Sirius asked menacingly.

“I don’t have to prove anything,” Blaise sneered.

“You can do it here or at the Ministry,” Arthur said.

“Give me the potion Severus,” Raiden said stepping close to Blaise who glared up at him, and shook his head, pressing his lips tightly together. Raiden just smirked evilly and nodded behind Blaise. Devlin and Sirius held him down, while Tonks held his nose until Blaise had the need for air and opened his mouth. Raiden downed the measured dose in his mouth, then stepped back.

“Now, let’s try this again. Why did you try to kill Harry Potter?” Severus asked after waiting for Blaise’s eyes to shadow, showing the potion was taking effect.

“He took Draco away from me,” Blaise replied, his voice deadened. “Draco loved me.”

“Did you use the poisoned knife to stab Harry Potter in the shoulder?” Arthur asked.

“Yes.”

“Mister Zabini...is this pendant yours?” Severus asked holding the opened box open before his eyes.

“Yes.”

“Was this used to control Draco?” Severus asked.

“Yes.”

“How did you accomplish this?” Severus countered.

“I had slipped a muggle rape drug into Draco’s drink the night we went out for dinner, then used my knife to draw some blood from his finger.....” Blaise said.

“Did you take all my clothes off that night?” Draco interrupted, things coming back to him from the next morning. He remembered he was still very tired when he woke up, and that the hickie Harry gave him was gone, as well as having a sore finger that was bruised.

“Yes. You were so beautiful Drake....until you said ‘his’ name in your sleep,” he harshly said.

Draco stepped closer to Blaise to look him in the eye. “Did you touch me?” At Blaise’s nod, he threw a punch to his face, knocking Blaise back to the floor with the power behind the hit. “Never again Zabini,” Draco warned.

Harry came forward and put his arms around Draco. “It’s alright Draco, it won’t happen again,” he said quietly by his ear as they watched Sirius haul Blaise back up into the chair.

“Continue Mister Zabini,” Severus said, “what did you do with Draco’s blood?”

“I used his blood for both parts of the pendant. Inside there is an aphrodisiac potion that attracts Draco to me....and only me.”

“And the second part?” Sirius asked.

“The second part coats the outside of the hardened aphrodisiac. The potion was a repellant....an anti-Potter repellant potion,” Blaise grinned. “I used Draco’s blood and a few hairs of Potter’s that I was able to get from his robes that were left in the quidditch locker rooms while he was coaching.”

Severus stepped aside....away from Draco, who was still in Harry’s arms, and took the pendant out of the container. He transformed a quill to a muggle hammer and brought it down onto the pendant, smashing it into pieces. He waved his wand over the shards to have them disintegrate before them.

As the pendant was being smashed, Draco collapsed onto a nearby chair, and was holding his head. “Sev....need...” he started to say, then gave a small smile of gratitude when Dumbledore handed him a potion vial. He drank it down, and leaned over his knees while Harry rubbed small circles on his upper back. “Thanks Sev, I didn’t need that pendant to make any kind of reappearance again.”

“Tell us Mister Zabini, would you try to kill Harry Potter again if you had the chance?” Dumbledore asked.

“Yes, and I would not fail the next time.”

“Where did you brew these potions?” Severus asked.

“In my private room by the Chamber of Secrets,” Blaise replied.

“How did you come across this room?” Arthur asked.

“The Dark Lord told me of it before he was murdered,” Blaise said, not noticing the surprised looks around him.

“Did you consider the Dark Lord your master?” Severus asked.

“Yes. He taught me a lot....until Potter murdered him,” Blaise said looking up into Harry’s eyes.

“Why were you not given the dark mark on you arm?” Severus asked.

“It was given to me on the back of my neck. The Dark Lord didn’t want it to be visible to anyone too easily,” Blaise replied.

Sirius tilted Blaise’s head forward to see the familiar skull tattoo with the snake protruding from it’s mouth on the back of the neck. He nodded to the others to confirm the words.

“Anything else?” Severus asked the others. “The veritaserum is starting to wear off.”

“I’ll wait until it’s completely gone,” Harry said glaring down at Blaise.

“What are you going to do?” Arthur asked.

“Nothing that he doesn’t deserve,” Harry said. He nodded to Devlin and Sirius who held back Blaise’s hands. “So, Zabini,” Harry began as he saw Blaise’s eyes become more focused, “are you sorry for everything you’ve done?”

“No. ......yes! I’m sorry that the poison didn’t finish you off,” Blaise sneered. “Did you like it Potter? Like being raped and beaten by your love?”

“You tell me,” Harry said, then used his fingertip to make a line across Blaise’s forehead while murmuring an incantation in parseltongue. He reached around behind Blaise’s head and grasped a handful of hair and tugged back, trailing his fingertip down his throat to his heart, speaking the incantation still in parseltongue. He then stepped back and nodded to the others to let Blaise go.

“What did you do?” Dumbledore asked as they watched a wince of pain cross Blaise’s face before he collapsed onto the floor.

“Just letting him feel what I went through,” Harry replied pulling up a chair to make himself comfortable for the show.

“Come Arthur,” Dumbledore said, “we’ll contact the Ministry to let them know they’ll have a guest coming soon.”

After several minutes watching Blaise twitching and writhing on the floor, Draco couldn’t take seeing anymore. The guilt was weighing heavily on his heart on what he had done to Harry while being controlled. “Harry, I’ll just wait outside,” he said as he leaned over to whisper in Harry’s ear.

Harry turned to face Draco and saw the pain reflected in his eyes. “Merlin Draco...I’m sorry. I’ll go too.”

“You don’t need to Harry.”

“I want to. We’ll walk by the lake for awhile. I need to say goodbye to Somnus anyway,” Harry replied standing up to give Draco a reassuring kiss to the lips, then nodded to the others after giving a pointed look to Sirius and Devlin. “Talk to you later.”



Once outside, they did a warming spell on themselves and made their way to the lake. At the lake edge, Harry whistled for Somnus to come wading through the shallow water toward him. The colorful serpent came right up on land and nudged Harry’s shoulder affectionately. Draco stood back as Harry conversed with her in parseltongue, only able to hear bits of the strange, erotic language.

Draco sat down, leaning back against the nearest tree and gave a warm smile to Harry as he came closer. He bent his one knee up and put his arms around Harry’s waist as he nestled between his thighs. He felt a tingle of magic around them as Harry did a warming spell around the area. “How are you doing Jade?” he asked quietly by his ear, placing a soft kiss on the side of his neck.

“It feels completed....do you know what I mean?” Harry asked tilting his head towards Draco to look up at him.

“Yeah, I do,” Draco replied tightening his hold around Harry.

“It was a bit hard watching Zabini go through what I did....not for him to feel it...just...I remember when it happened, like I was reliving it myself,” Harry said.

“I am sorry about all that Harry.”

“I know. It wasn’t really you,” Harry said looking up into Draco’s eyes. He brought his hand up to Draco’s neck to pull him closer as he shifted sideways a bit. “You can always help me forget,” he said quietly by his lips.

Draco leaned down to brush his cheek softly against Harry’s. “And how do you suggest I do that?” he asked, smiling against Harry’s neck.

“Give me new memories,” Harry huskily said as he glided his hand down Draco’s arm until he grasped his hand in his that was at his waist. He guided it slowly over the front of his jeans, pressing his palm to his hardening erection.

“Gods Harry,” Draco moaned, “I’ve missed you,” he said before claiming Harry’s mouth in a languid heated kiss as he palmed Harry’s erection.

Harry brushed his tongue along Draco’s lips, wanting more. He vaguely felt his body being shifted back until his body was covered with Draco’s hard body, moaning as he thrust up, meeting Draco’s leather clad erection. His hands pulled the black t-shirt out from the blonde's pants, wanting to touch the warmed skin.

Draco broke the kiss, needing to take a few deep breaths before he started nibbling and sucking on Harry’s neck. He pushed forward, once more, growing harder after hearing Harry’s moan, then knelt between his legs, leaning on his elbows as his lips traveled lower down the mesh top.

“Draco....need...you....to .....touch me,” Harry panted as Draco began to tug on the nipple ring with his teeth through the mesh. “Please,” he begged.

Draco palmed Harry’s erection through the jeans as he moved lower, licking the skin at the hip. He started gently nibbling the bone at the hip as he slowly drew Harry’s zipper down. As Harry bucked up into his hand, he pulled the jeans down over his hips....with Harry’s help.

He leaned down to swipe his tongue over the head of Harry’s cock, giving a soft moan as he tasted Harry’s pre-cum. He wrapped his fingers around the base and slowly pumped the hardened flesh. He looked up to see Harry’s neck arched back, his chest heaving as he thrust up into his hand.

“Faster Drake....please,” Harry pleaded, “make me cum.”

“Fuck Harry,” Draco hoarsely said as he watched him writhe beneath him. He leaned down again after licking his lips and engulfed Harry’s cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue along the shaft as he pulled up, sucking the head, then plunged back down again.



Meanwhile back in the infirmary, Severus looked at the panting Blaise who was laid out on the floor, disgust clearly shown on his face. “I will await the Ministry with the Headmaster,” he said to Sirius, Devlin, Tonks, and Raiden.

“Should we stand guard still?” Devlin asked.

“I’ll stay at the door here,” Sirius said, “he won’t be going to far in his condition.”

“Alright. I’ll let Harry know when him and Draco come back from the lake,” Raiden said, loud enough for the others to hear.

While the other’s were talking about his fate, Blaise lay back, hearing everything as he pretended to be passed out. He waited until he was left alone then got shakily to his feet, feeling pain everywhere on his body. He stood at the door, hearing Sirius and Tonks talking outside the door, and waited until the voices faded. ‘No one does that to me and gets away with it,’ he thought to himself as vengeance ran thickly through his mind.

Sirius kept Tonks talking as they sat on a nearby bed, letting her tease him about Severus, keeping her occupied as he saw Blaise out of the corner of his eye, peeking out of the door, then sneaking past them. He smiled to himself as he conjured up a couple of butterbeers. ‘You’re turn Harry,' he thought.

Blaise crept to the lake, keeping to the shadows, with one thought in mind as he gripped his wand tight. “Damn nice of the mutt to leave my wand behind,” he muttered quietly to himself. He stopped short when he saw Draco leaning over Harry...his Draco. He watched as Harry thrust up into Draco’s mouth, crying out Draco’s name as he came, then Harry pulling Draco up for a heated kiss as he shifted the blonde onto his back. As Harry was making quick work on Draco’s leather pants, he brought his wand up. “Avada Ked....” he began, then was stopped short in the curse when he felt two fangs sink into his neck. He dropped to the ground just as Harry took Draco’s cock into his mouth.

“Did you hear something?” Harry asked pulling up.

“No....don’t stop,” Draco begged and reached up to grasp a handful of Harry’s hair to bring him down again.

Harry licked around the head, quickly moving his mouth lower, taking him deeper in his mouth. He quickened his movements as Draco thrust up into his mouth. He moaned low in his throat, the vibrations running along Draco’s length. He reached down to cup the tightening balls as he deep throated him. It wasn’t too soon after that he felt Draco tense under his touch, and hear his name being cried out as the back of his throat was coated with Draco’s cum. He swallowed everything Draco gave him, then kissed his way up Draco’s body.

“Well, that’s a start,” Harry smirked down at the flushed blonde.

“I’d like to see what you two do for an encore,” Raiden said startling the two who lay on the ground.

Harry leaned down after looking at the smug looking Raiden and Devlin, giving a quick kiss to Draco’s swollen kissed lips. He reluctantly got to his feet and tucked himself back in his jeans, watching as Draco did the same. “We’re not done yet,” he said quietly to Draco.

“Not on your life,” Draco smirked, linking his fingers through Harry’s.

They walked up to Raiden and Devlin and looked down at their feet to see Blaise laying still on the ground. “It was pretty risky you didn’t get cursed Harry,” Draco said nudging Blaise with his foot.

“I wasn’t overly worried,” Harry shrugged, “Blaise was predictable. I knew he would come after me after I let him into my memories of that night, and I had put a reflective shield up when I did the warming spell around us. So even if he did manage to curse us, it would have been reflected back to him.”

“What about Somnus?” Draco asked looking out to the lake.

“She’s gone. She knew of the threat Blaise was to me and considered that reason enough to defend me,” Harry replied, then grinned, “that, and the sugaring spell I put on his neck back in the infirmary to entice her.”

“We’ll bring Blaise up to the castle so Arthur and Tonks can take him to the Ministry,” Raiden said as he levitated Blaise’s still body. Draco and Harry watched them go, then shortly followed them back to the castle.



Harry led Draco into his rooms, into his kitchen. “You want anything Drake?” he asked looking into his fridge.

Draco grasped Harry’s hand in his, then closed the door of the fridge with the other. “Just you,” he huskily said, turning Harry around so his lower back was leaning back against the counter. He nudged his leg between Harry’s as he took hold of the bottom of the mesh shirt to pull it over Harry’s head.

Harry spread his legs a bit, and put his arms around Draco’s back, bringing him closer to his bare chest. He gave a low moan as he arched his neck back, letting Draco worship his neck with his lips and tongue. “Feels good,” he moaned while his hand tangled into the blonde hair to tug back.

Their lips feathered against each others in soft kisses while Harry slipped his hands under Draco’s shirt, feeling the warm skin as he tugged it up and over his head. He gave Draco a brief kiss, then twined his fingers through his to lead him to the bedroom.

Draco studied Harry’s back as he followed, taking in the detail of the dragon tattoo. Once in the bedroom, Harry was about to turn in Draco’s arms when he placed his hands at Harry’s hips to stop him. He traced his fingers around the outline of the dragon, smiling to himself when he felt a shiver run through Harry’s upper body from his touch. He leaned closer to then kiss and lick the center of Harry’s back while his hands glided down and around his waist. His hands skimmed up the muscled stomach to his chest, stopping at the nipples, to pinch the tiny nubs.

Harry stood still as Draco payed special attention to his back with his tongue and mouth. When he felt Draco’s hands travel around his waist and up to his nipples, he moaned as the ring was gently tugged. He placed his hand over Draco’s to guide it lower. “Please Draco....need you to touch me,” he moaned.

Draco lowered himself to his knees behind Harry as he undid Harry’s jeans for the second time that night. As he lowered them down his hips, his mouth followed, nibbling and licking the skin that was revealed to him. “Lean over Harry,” he hoarsely said as he pushed the jeans down Harry’s legs.

Harry kicked the jeans aside, then braced his hands on the bed in front of him. He moaned and spread his legs more as he felt Draco’s teeth scrape against the back of his thighs as warm hands glided up and down the inside of his legs. He reached down to grip his aching erection, but was stopped by Draco’s hand.

“Not yet Jade,” Draco said as he leaned in to give a swipe to Harry’s balls with his tongue. He was encouraged to continue when Harry moved his hips back into the touch and started moaning. He swirled his tongue around each testicle, sucking them into his mouth in turn, then eased his tongue slowly up to tease the puckered entrance. He teased the opening for a few strokes then pointed his tongue inside.

“Fuck....Draco...more,” Harry panted, leaning further down on his elbows.

Draco kept up his tongue fucking until he felt Harry was close to cumming, then drew back, swirling his tongue on Harry’s backside. He teased the slick opening with his fingertip, then let it slowly slide in the lubricated hole. Once he felt Harry get comfortable with the one finger, he slid in another finger, then another, stretching him for something bigger.

“More Drake....want you inside of me,” Harry panted.

Draco stood behind Harry, after sliding his leather pants down his legs, gripping his erection by the base, positioning the head at Harry’s entrance. He pushed forward slowly until the head slid in, resisting the urged to slam in fast and hard. He inched his way in slowly until he was sheathed completely inside.

Harry gripped the sheets in front of him as he pulled away from Draco, then pushed back fast. “Faster Drake....I’m...not...going to ....last,” Harry panted.

Draco gripped the one side of Harry’s hip as he started to thrust shallow and fast a couple of times, then slammed in fast and hard, angling so he hit Harry’s sweet spot with every stroke. He reached around to stroke Harry’s cock in time with his thrusts, his forehead resting on the sweat covered dragon. His thumb glided over the slick head of Harry’s cock at the same time he thrust deep, then matched Harry’s moans as Harry gripped his cock tight inside of him as his hand was soon coated with Harry’s cum, along with Harry’s stomach and the sheets under him. He thrust deep one more time as his orgasm ripped out of him, filling Harry with his warm seed.

He leaned forward as Harry turned part of his upper body to meet his lips with his. He slowly pulled out of the tight heat as they kissed, deepening it as Harry shifted onto his back, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Um....mmmph,” Harry tried to say when their lips parted, then were claimed again in a hungry kiss. Harry smiled against Draco’s lips as he moved back on the bed, Draco crawling after him.

Once Harry was still again, Draco lay his lower body against Harry’s as he trailed wet kisses down his neck. “You feel so good Harry,” he huskily said as his lips moved lower down his chest.

“You too,” Harry breathlessly said as Draco swirled his tongue around the ringed nipple, then moved lower to lap up the cum from his stomach.

Once Draco licked Harry’s stomach clean of cum, he moved up again, slipping his arm under one of Harry’s thighs to lift him up. He slid his already hardened cock in Harry’s still lubricated hole. “Now, we do it my way,” he said by Harry’s ear as he slowly sheathed himself in the tight heat.

Harry’s hands slid up Draco’s sides as he wrapped his legs around his waist. He opened his eyes to look up into Draco’s heated gaze. “I missed you,” he softly said.

Draco braced his forearms on either side of Harry’s head. He combed his fingers through the black strands of hair as he thrust his hips slowly. “I love you Harry,” he said brushing his thumb along Harry’s cheek.

Harry brought his hand up to the back of Draco’s neck to pull him closer. He placed a soft kiss to the swollen kissed lips then pulled back a tiny bit. “I love you too my Silver Dragon,” he said against Draco’s lips.

Their lovemaking this time around lasted quite a bit longer than the first time, with whispered words of love and soft moans as their mouths and tongues danced with each other. Draco deepened the kiss as his thrusts quickened. When he broke away from Harry’s intoxicating lips, he looked down into the green eyes, wanting to watch him come apart as he came. He watched as Harry’s tongue darted out to lick dry lips as his breathing quickened, and thrust deep. He reached between them to wrap his fingers around Harry’s cock, stroking faster and faster.

“Gods...Draco....love....more...please...you,” Harry panted incoherently as he rocked up against Draco.

Draco pushed forward into Harry’s tight channel and erupted deep inside, gripping Harry’s cock tight as he squeezed the last bit of Harry’s cum between their bodies.

Harry slid his legs down Draco’s as he felt the softening cock slip out of him. Draco felt the cleansing spell wash over his body from Harry’s murmured spell, then lay at Harry’s side, his leg resting between Harry’s. Harry placed his hand over Draco’s that rested warmly on his chest while the other was wrapped around Draco’s back, snuggling him closer to his side. “Night Dragon,” Harry tiredly said as he leaned down to meet Draco’s soft kiss.

“Night Jade,” Draco replied against Harry’s neck, smiling as he felt the blanket move up their bodies from Harry’s wandless spell.

They both soon drifted off into an exhausted sleep, probably the best that both of them had slept in a long time.

(typos fixed Apr. 07)