Harry Potter and The White Queen (BP3)
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Piece of Cake
Chapter Number/Total: 28/49
Chapter Title: Piece of Cake
Words: 3147 Words
Harry nodded quickly and pulled Draco more tightly against him before Apparating them to their room without another thought.
Draco was still holding the dish of cake and he grinned, looking from it to Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "I can tell when you're thinking something wicked," he said with a smirk.
Draco raised both eyebrows, smiling. "Take your clothes off, Harry," he said.
Harry took his wand out, still smirking, and performed the spell. He grinned when he was naked and hard before Draco.
Draco dipped his fingers into the frosting again and painted his lover's lips. Then he licked at the creamy sweetness.
Harry hummed and licked at his lips with Draco, but paid more attention to Draco's tongue than anything else.
He sucked on Harry's lips, cleaning them thoroughly before trailing frosting down his throat, and then following the trail, sucking and biting.
Harry gasped and tilted his head to the side. He grabbed Draco's hair, his body flushing with more heat.
Draco groaned when Harry pulled his hair. He trailed more frosting down swirling it around each of Harry's fast hardening nipples. Then he sucked the right one into his mouth and ran the point of his tongue across the tip.
Harry's cock twitched and hardened further, his heart speeding up like it always did wherever Draco was concerned. "Yes," he let out very quietly.
Draco sucked hard, only letting go of the nipple when he pulled back, stretching it until it popped out of this mouth. Then he licked frosting that clung to the light hair on Harry's chest until he came to the other nipple and resumed sucking.
"Merlin," Harry whimpered, watching Draco as he assaulted him with his mouth.
With another pop, Draco's mouth released Harry's left nipple. He reached fingers into the dish and took away both frosting and cake this time. Then he took the mashed confection and trailed it down Harry's belly and then wrapped the sticky hand around his cock.
Harry felt like he needed to lean back against something before he collapsed. "Oh, yeah," he breathed with a moan, looking down at the mess of his body and Draco's hand.
Draco released Harry's now frosted cock and grinned at the mess. "Lean on the bed post," he suggested.
Harry took a few shaky steps backward, not wanting to move his eyes from Draco. He felt behind him with his hand until it made contact with something hard. He leaned against that something, pretty sure it was the bed post, but not certain. Who cared as long as he was able to endure what Draco was going to do to him?
"Remove my clothes, Harry," Draco said in a husky voice as he stood before him, wand hand still covered in frosting.
Harry Summoned his wand with a whimper from where he had dropped it on the floor and removed Draco's clothes. He had to resist jumping on him then and whimpered again.
Draco dropped gracefully to his knees and continued licking and sucking frosting where it coated Harry just below his navel, following the line of hair and frosting down.
Harry placed a hand the back of Draco's head, needing that contact. "Fucking gorgeous," he said, panting now.
"Mmhmm," Draco hummed, his tongue leaving a wet trail as he moved down. He pulled back, panting now, when he reached Harry's cock. He laid his tongue against the base and then gave a long lick up the shaft.
"Shit," Harry gasped, hand tightening in Draco's hair. He leaned more heavily against the bed post, bracing himself.
Draco's tongue stopped just short of the crown, returning to the base of the shaft again, licking more frosting from one side as he slid his tongue up again.
Harry watched Draco with hungry eyes, resisting the urge to grab his own cock and press it into Draco's mouth.
One side of Harry's cock was still coated in frosting and Draco moved to lick again, still using the long slow strokes of his tongue to tease his husband (and himself).
"Fuck, Draco," Harry breathed in a strangled sort of way. His cock ached for more contact and he tugged on his hair a little bit.
Draco's cock agreed with Harry, dripping and bobbing at his words. He ignored them both, sucking and licking Harry's shaft until it was slick with his saliva and clean of cake. The crown was still coated in the cake mixture and pre-come.
Harry growled and moaned at the same time, his head falling back, unable to watch Draco anymore.
Draco smiled wickedly, pulling back to admire his work so far. The head of Harry's cock looked like a very tasty sweet and he licked his lips, preparing himself for the last morsel. He glanced up to see Harry's face, nearly laughing at the way it had screwed up in a combination of pleasure and frustration.
"Uggh, Draco, please," Harry groaned, taking a shuddering breath. "Please."
Draco chuckled, enjoying his husband's pleas. He leaned forward and, using only the tip of his tongue, licked pre-come from the slit.
Harry groaned loudly, his head falling forward and then back again. "You're going to kill me," he let out weakly, shaking.
"Yes, evil, remember?" Draco chuckled. He wrapped long sticky fingers around the shaft and then began to use the flat of his tongue to lick the frosting from the crown.
Harry sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. "Oh, fuck yes," he breathed. "Yes." He closed his eyes and tried to tell himself that he would get Draco's mouth eventually. Any second now.
Draco licked all of the frosting and cake from the glans until the skin glistened, red and soft. Then he blew a hot breath over that sensitive skin.
"Oh, Merllllllin," Harry growled, gripping the post behind him and squeezing his eyes shut. "Pllleeease!"
"I have eaten the frosting, Harry," Draco said in a mock innocent tone, and asked, "What more do you want?"
"I want you to suck my fucking cock!" Harry growled, though the affect wasn't quite as he would have liked when his voice broke.
Draco chuckled deeply and slid his lips over that soft head, swirling his tongue as he did.
"Yes," Harry said with a relieved sigh. He grabbed the back of Draco's head again, massaging the hair and his scalp with his fingers.
Sliding further down, Draco hummed, the taste of Harry better than the taste of frosting. He lost himself in the delight of that thick flesh in his mouth.
"Yes," Harry said again, thrusting forward just the tiniest bit. He sighed Draco's name.
Draco slid back, and looked up. "Fuck my mouth, Harry."
Harry's cock gave a powerful jump at those words and his eyes fell half-closed. His entire body trembled and he waited for Draco to close his mouth over him again.
Draco curled lips around his teeth and slid his mouth over Harry's cock.
Harry moaned and thrust forward and back, fucking Draco's mouth like he'd said. It was nearly the hottest thing Harry had ever laid eyes on and he was frustrated that they seemed to keep wanting to close. "Fuck yes, Draco," he moaned, rocking his hips.
Draco focused on the flesh in his mouth and synchronised his breathing with the thrusts. His own cock bobbed each time Harry's cock hit his throat.
Harry gritted his teeth and growled and had to hold back lest he pound into Draco's mouth completely. "So ... fucking ... good," he growled between thrusts.
"Mmm," Draco hummed around his lover's cock, pushing himself down harder, so that Harry's cock went deeper.
"Oh, God!" Harry cried out, Draco's mouth on him an indescribably sexy sight. The feeling of his cock so surrounded by that slick, wet heat was unbelievable and so fucking good, he thought he was going to come.
Draco's eyes were closed and his entire world had narrowed to breath and flesh. He could feel the changes in Harry's thrusts and the flare of his magic that told him he was about to come.
"Draco," Harry gasped in warning. "Draco I'm going to -" But he didn't get the words out as he began to pump his seed into Draco's mouth, letting out a strangled cry, his body flooding with hot pleasure.
Draco gagged then and pulled back enough to swallow, sucking as he swallowed his husband's come.
"Oh shit," Harry exclaimed, voice high. "Oh, fucking shit." He was still very weakly thrusting, his hands lightly buried in Draco's hair.
Draco sucked him clean and then pulled back with a smile. He knelt, looking up at Harry. "That is having my cake and getting to eat it, too," he said with a laugh.
Harry laughed too, sucking in great breaths as he did, so it sounded kind of odd. "If you say so," he said, panting.
Draco spread his knees and put his hands on the floor behind him, leaning back so that he displayed himself to Harry.
Harry smirked, still breathing heavily through his mouth. "Give me a second and I'll suck you so hard, you'll see stars," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed for a moment.
Draco laughed, delighted that he could do this to Harry. He leaned back until he was flat on the floor with his legs spread. He grinned, reaching his silver hand to his own leaking cock and began to slowly stroke those magic fingers along the shaft.
Harry watched Draco and his mouth actually began to water. He shook his head at him and then dropped to his knees on the floor. "You're so fucking hot," he said, lowering his mouth to the skin of Draco's stomach. "So fucking hot."
"I am yours," Draco said, the magic of the silver hand and the look on Harry's face making him tremble. His cock was slick and hard under his fingers.
Harry licked slowly down Draco's body until he was situated between his open legs. "Spread for me. Just how I like it," he said with an eyebrow waggle as he lowered his mouth again to tongue around Draco's navel. He could feel the heat coming from Draco's hard flesh and the very light brushes of the silver hand against his chest as Draco moved it over his own cock.
"Yes," Draco hissed, still stroking his cock and trembling under him.
Harry placed one hand over Draco's and stopped it, sliding ever lower until his face was buried in the soft hair at the base of Draco's cock. He kissed and licked the skin all around him, sucking on it and leaving wet trails of heat everywhere his mouth went.
Draco groaned, thrashing his head in both pleasure and frustration. "Please, suck me," he begged.
Harry grinned and narrowed his eyes. "How does it feel to be on the other end?" he asked wickedly, giving Draco's cock a quick lick. He knew he wouldn't tease him for long though. He wanted him too badly.
"Lovely. Now suck me!" Draco gasped, thrusting up.
Harry chuckled and lowered his mouth over Draco's cock, grasping it lightly with his left hand and holding his side with his right. "Mmmm," he hummed before sucking up powerfully and releasing it again. "Delicious," he said, eyes glittering.
"More," Draco groaned when Harry released him.
Harry smiled and licked his lips before lowering them over Draco's cock again and losing himself in the feel of that throbbing flesh in his mouth. He was still for a few seconds, just tonguing the skin and moving the fingers of his left hand before he started to bob his head, his eyes sliding shut.
"Oh, yes," Draco encouraged, reaching for Harry's head with his silver hand, curling fingers into his thick locks.
Harry smiled around Draco, his encouragement making him go faster. He switched the angles of his head around, sucking and licking, trying to give Draco as much pleasure as he could. He lifted the fingers of his right hand up to his mouth and released Draco again, only for a quick moment to wet them. He returned to Draco's cock and pressed the slick fingers to his entrance, wanting Draco to beg for them.
"Please, so close, more, yes," Draco babbled now, shaking and feeling like he could weep with it.
Harry sucked and sucked and moved his fingers inside of Draco gently before sending them straight to rub against his prostate, stroking it, making Draco squirm.
After so much waiting, that was all it took. Draco came with a shout, clenching around Harry's fingers and thrusting into his mouth.
"Mmm," Harry hummed again, releasing Draco's cock with a smacking sound and catching the come in his open mouth. He had no idea why he liked doing that. It was almost like a game. Trying to see if he could get it all. He licked at the head, panting and smirking at Draco with his eyes.
Draco pulled him back by his hair. "Enough," he gasped.
Harry grinned and nodded, knowing that feeling of over-sensitivity. He laid his head on his hip and pulled his fingers from Draco's arse, smiling blissfully.
Draco lay back, fingers still entwined in the other man's hair as he panted. Finally, when he could speak, he laughed. "Do you think we can make it through the dancing this time?" he asked.
Harry, still smiling, raised his head to look at Draco. "If we can't, we must have a serious problem," he said with a laugh. "This was our second time coming in under an hour."
"Let's get dressed again." Draco sighed. "We are never going to live this down."
Harry sighed, too. "Maybe we can avoid Fred and George," he said, pushing himself up to kneel.
"How likely is that?" The blond laughed, rolling over and getting to his hands and knees before climbing to his feet.
Harry snorted. "Not likely at all as I imagine they'll seek us out on purpose," he said, getting to his feet as well. He looked down at himself and the cake still smeared over much of his body. "I will never look at cake the same way again," he said.
"Good." Draco smirked. He found his wand and did Cleaning Spells on them. "We need a spell to dress us as fast as the undressing spell," he said, laughing and reaching for his clothes again.
Harry laughed again too, reaching for his clothes as well. They dressed as quickly as they could and Harry let Draco finish his tie for him again. "Apparate?" he asked when they were done.
"Sure, let's dance," Draco said with a smile.
Harry smiled and wrapped an arm about Draco's waist before Apparating them to the large ballroom where their guests seemed to have congregated since their departure.
There was loud whooping almost as soon as they appeared.
"Here it comes," Harry muttered to Draco.
Draco pulled his husband onto the dance floor. "Dance with me," he said, putting his hands on Harry's waist.
Harry nodded, glad to have something to do to delay the teasing at least for a little bit. He placed one hand on Draco's shoulder and held his hand with the other. He smiled at him, remembering that night of amazing sex at Bill and Fleur's wedding, but thankfully, there was no stirring in his pants, only a pleasant humming in his brain.
Draco looked into his eyes smiling, leading them around the dance floor. There were "oohs" and "aws" and it sounded like Mrs. Weasley was crying.
Harry snorted at everyone's reactions, but he liked them all the same. "We look pretty damn good together, I imagine," he said quietly.
The blond nodded. "We are fantastic," he said.
Harry grinned. "You're fantastic," he said, not being able to imagine anything better than dancing with his husband at their wedding after great sex.
"Of course, I am." Draco grinned, leaning in to kiss his husband again.
Harry smiled against Draco's lips.
After a few songs and more sappy words of love and gushing, people started to want to dance with Harry and Draco. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny took turns with both of them. Now it seemed like everyone was dancing - Remus and Tonks, Bill and Fleur, Hermione and Ron. Then Fred suddenly cut in and grabbed Harry's hand.
Draco was a bit away from Harry, still dancing with Ginny when George grabbed him.
The twins led both men until they were close together and Fred and George could easily set up jokes with one another.
Fred twirled Harry around and Harry shook his head at him, grinning tightly despite himself.
"Oh, my, Draco," said George. "You're so light on your feet!" He spun Draco crazily like Fred had done with Harry.
"Who said you could lead?" Draco laughed, blushing.
"Well, well," said Fred to Draco, pulling Harry close to him. "Is that how it is with everything? Harry doesn't seem to mind being led." He dipped Harry suddenly and Harry nearly fell flat on his arse.
"Arsehole," he said, eyes slightly wider when Fred righted him again.
Both twins laughed.
Draco moved his silver arm down around George's waist and took the lead. Then he turned and dipped the man, bending him over his knee.
George laughed delightedly. "Shouldn't mess with this one," he told his brother, who was spinning Harry around again.
Fred laughed too, looking down at George.
"Hey!" said Harry indignantly. "Draco knows how to dance. I don't."
"I can see that," said Fred, grinning.
"Harry knows how to move when it's important," Draco quipped, laughing.
Harry flushed as the twins burst with laughter.
"Brilliant!" said George, allowing Draco to lead and following a little too enthusiastically.
Fred and Harry nearly knocked Ron and Hermione over.
"Oy!" said Ron.
"Sorry, little brother," Fred called, laughing and leading them back over closer to Draco and George again.
"Let's trade," Draco called to them when they got close again.
Fred and George shrugged, smiling, and let go of Harry and Draco in mid-twirl, switching off so that George got Harry and Fred was with Draco.
"My, but you are light on your feet," Fred said to Draco jokingly.
"I meant to get my husband back." Draco laughed.
Both twins snorted at that.
They danced with Harry and Draco and made various sex jokes throughout another song until finally making their departure with overly dramatic bows.
"It has been a pleasure," said Fred, reminding Harry of a house-elf with his posture.
"Indeed," said George. And then, laughing, the twins danced off with each other to bug their mother and father dancing a few feet away.
"Bloody mad," Harry said to Draco, shaking his head.
Draco blushed and pulled Harry tight, looking into his eyes. "I am bloody mad about you." He smiled.
Harry grinned widely. "Very good to know," he said, kissing Draco.
Chapter Title: Piece of Cake
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Harry nodded quickly and pulled Draco more tightly against him before Apparating them to their room without another thought.
Draco was still holding the dish of cake and he grinned, looking from it to Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "I can tell when you're thinking something wicked," he said with a smirk.
Draco raised both eyebrows, smiling. "Take your clothes off, Harry," he said.
Harry took his wand out, still smirking, and performed the spell. He grinned when he was naked and hard before Draco.
Draco dipped his fingers into the frosting again and painted his lover's lips. Then he licked at the creamy sweetness.
Harry hummed and licked at his lips with Draco, but paid more attention to Draco's tongue than anything else.
He sucked on Harry's lips, cleaning them thoroughly before trailing frosting down his throat, and then following the trail, sucking and biting.
Harry gasped and tilted his head to the side. He grabbed Draco's hair, his body flushing with more heat.
Draco groaned when Harry pulled his hair. He trailed more frosting down swirling it around each of Harry's fast hardening nipples. Then he sucked the right one into his mouth and ran the point of his tongue across the tip.
Harry's cock twitched and hardened further, his heart speeding up like it always did wherever Draco was concerned. "Yes," he let out very quietly.
Draco sucked hard, only letting go of the nipple when he pulled back, stretching it until it popped out of this mouth. Then he licked frosting that clung to the light hair on Harry's chest until he came to the other nipple and resumed sucking.
"Merlin," Harry whimpered, watching Draco as he assaulted him with his mouth.
With another pop, Draco's mouth released Harry's left nipple. He reached fingers into the dish and took away both frosting and cake this time. Then he took the mashed confection and trailed it down Harry's belly and then wrapped the sticky hand around his cock.
Harry felt like he needed to lean back against something before he collapsed. "Oh, yeah," he breathed with a moan, looking down at the mess of his body and Draco's hand.
Draco released Harry's now frosted cock and grinned at the mess. "Lean on the bed post," he suggested.
Harry took a few shaky steps backward, not wanting to move his eyes from Draco. He felt behind him with his hand until it made contact with something hard. He leaned against that something, pretty sure it was the bed post, but not certain. Who cared as long as he was able to endure what Draco was going to do to him?
"Remove my clothes, Harry," Draco said in a husky voice as he stood before him, wand hand still covered in frosting.
Harry Summoned his wand with a whimper from where he had dropped it on the floor and removed Draco's clothes. He had to resist jumping on him then and whimpered again.
Draco dropped gracefully to his knees and continued licking and sucking frosting where it coated Harry just below his navel, following the line of hair and frosting down.
Harry placed a hand the back of Draco's head, needing that contact. "Fucking gorgeous," he said, panting now.
"Mmhmm," Draco hummed, his tongue leaving a wet trail as he moved down. He pulled back, panting now, when he reached Harry's cock. He laid his tongue against the base and then gave a long lick up the shaft.
"Shit," Harry gasped, hand tightening in Draco's hair. He leaned more heavily against the bed post, bracing himself.
Draco's tongue stopped just short of the crown, returning to the base of the shaft again, licking more frosting from one side as he slid his tongue up again.
Harry watched Draco with hungry eyes, resisting the urge to grab his own cock and press it into Draco's mouth.
One side of Harry's cock was still coated in frosting and Draco moved to lick again, still using the long slow strokes of his tongue to tease his husband (and himself).
"Fuck, Draco," Harry breathed in a strangled sort of way. His cock ached for more contact and he tugged on his hair a little bit.
Draco's cock agreed with Harry, dripping and bobbing at his words. He ignored them both, sucking and licking Harry's shaft until it was slick with his saliva and clean of cake. The crown was still coated in the cake mixture and pre-come.
Harry growled and moaned at the same time, his head falling back, unable to watch Draco anymore.
Draco smiled wickedly, pulling back to admire his work so far. The head of Harry's cock looked like a very tasty sweet and he licked his lips, preparing himself for the last morsel. He glanced up to see Harry's face, nearly laughing at the way it had screwed up in a combination of pleasure and frustration.
"Uggh, Draco, please," Harry groaned, taking a shuddering breath. "Please."
Draco chuckled, enjoying his husband's pleas. He leaned forward and, using only the tip of his tongue, licked pre-come from the slit.
Harry groaned loudly, his head falling forward and then back again. "You're going to kill me," he let out weakly, shaking.
"Yes, evil, remember?" Draco chuckled. He wrapped long sticky fingers around the shaft and then began to use the flat of his tongue to lick the frosting from the crown.
Harry sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. "Oh, fuck yes," he breathed. "Yes." He closed his eyes and tried to tell himself that he would get Draco's mouth eventually. Any second now.
Draco licked all of the frosting and cake from the glans until the skin glistened, red and soft. Then he blew a hot breath over that sensitive skin.
"Oh, Merllllllin," Harry growled, gripping the post behind him and squeezing his eyes shut. "Pllleeease!"
"I have eaten the frosting, Harry," Draco said in a mock innocent tone, and asked, "What more do you want?"
"I want you to suck my fucking cock!" Harry growled, though the affect wasn't quite as he would have liked when his voice broke.
Draco chuckled deeply and slid his lips over that soft head, swirling his tongue as he did.
"Yes," Harry said with a relieved sigh. He grabbed the back of Draco's head again, massaging the hair and his scalp with his fingers.
Sliding further down, Draco hummed, the taste of Harry better than the taste of frosting. He lost himself in the delight of that thick flesh in his mouth.
"Yes," Harry said again, thrusting forward just the tiniest bit. He sighed Draco's name.
Draco slid back, and looked up. "Fuck my mouth, Harry."
Harry's cock gave a powerful jump at those words and his eyes fell half-closed. His entire body trembled and he waited for Draco to close his mouth over him again.
Draco curled lips around his teeth and slid his mouth over Harry's cock.
Harry moaned and thrust forward and back, fucking Draco's mouth like he'd said. It was nearly the hottest thing Harry had ever laid eyes on and he was frustrated that they seemed to keep wanting to close. "Fuck yes, Draco," he moaned, rocking his hips.
Draco focused on the flesh in his mouth and synchronised his breathing with the thrusts. His own cock bobbed each time Harry's cock hit his throat.
Harry gritted his teeth and growled and had to hold back lest he pound into Draco's mouth completely. "So ... fucking ... good," he growled between thrusts.
"Mmm," Draco hummed around his lover's cock, pushing himself down harder, so that Harry's cock went deeper.
"Oh, God!" Harry cried out, Draco's mouth on him an indescribably sexy sight. The feeling of his cock so surrounded by that slick, wet heat was unbelievable and so fucking good, he thought he was going to come.
Draco's eyes were closed and his entire world had narrowed to breath and flesh. He could feel the changes in Harry's thrusts and the flare of his magic that told him he was about to come.
"Draco," Harry gasped in warning. "Draco I'm going to -" But he didn't get the words out as he began to pump his seed into Draco's mouth, letting out a strangled cry, his body flooding with hot pleasure.
Draco gagged then and pulled back enough to swallow, sucking as he swallowed his husband's come.
"Oh shit," Harry exclaimed, voice high. "Oh, fucking shit." He was still very weakly thrusting, his hands lightly buried in Draco's hair.
Draco sucked him clean and then pulled back with a smile. He knelt, looking up at Harry. "That is having my cake and getting to eat it, too," he said with a laugh.
Harry laughed too, sucking in great breaths as he did, so it sounded kind of odd. "If you say so," he said, panting.
Draco spread his knees and put his hands on the floor behind him, leaning back so that he displayed himself to Harry.
Harry smirked, still breathing heavily through his mouth. "Give me a second and I'll suck you so hard, you'll see stars," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed for a moment.
Draco laughed, delighted that he could do this to Harry. He leaned back until he was flat on the floor with his legs spread. He grinned, reaching his silver hand to his own leaking cock and began to slowly stroke those magic fingers along the shaft.
Harry watched Draco and his mouth actually began to water. He shook his head at him and then dropped to his knees on the floor. "You're so fucking hot," he said, lowering his mouth to the skin of Draco's stomach. "So fucking hot."
"I am yours," Draco said, the magic of the silver hand and the look on Harry's face making him tremble. His cock was slick and hard under his fingers.
Harry licked slowly down Draco's body until he was situated between his open legs. "Spread for me. Just how I like it," he said with an eyebrow waggle as he lowered his mouth again to tongue around Draco's navel. He could feel the heat coming from Draco's hard flesh and the very light brushes of the silver hand against his chest as Draco moved it over his own cock.
"Yes," Draco hissed, still stroking his cock and trembling under him.
Harry placed one hand over Draco's and stopped it, sliding ever lower until his face was buried in the soft hair at the base of Draco's cock. He kissed and licked the skin all around him, sucking on it and leaving wet trails of heat everywhere his mouth went.
Draco groaned, thrashing his head in both pleasure and frustration. "Please, suck me," he begged.
Harry grinned and narrowed his eyes. "How does it feel to be on the other end?" he asked wickedly, giving Draco's cock a quick lick. He knew he wouldn't tease him for long though. He wanted him too badly.
"Lovely. Now suck me!" Draco gasped, thrusting up.
Harry chuckled and lowered his mouth over Draco's cock, grasping it lightly with his left hand and holding his side with his right. "Mmmm," he hummed before sucking up powerfully and releasing it again. "Delicious," he said, eyes glittering.
"More," Draco groaned when Harry released him.
Harry smiled and licked his lips before lowering them over Draco's cock again and losing himself in the feel of that throbbing flesh in his mouth. He was still for a few seconds, just tonguing the skin and moving the fingers of his left hand before he started to bob his head, his eyes sliding shut.
"Oh, yes," Draco encouraged, reaching for Harry's head with his silver hand, curling fingers into his thick locks.
Harry smiled around Draco, his encouragement making him go faster. He switched the angles of his head around, sucking and licking, trying to give Draco as much pleasure as he could. He lifted the fingers of his right hand up to his mouth and released Draco again, only for a quick moment to wet them. He returned to Draco's cock and pressed the slick fingers to his entrance, wanting Draco to beg for them.
"Please, so close, more, yes," Draco babbled now, shaking and feeling like he could weep with it.
Harry sucked and sucked and moved his fingers inside of Draco gently before sending them straight to rub against his prostate, stroking it, making Draco squirm.
After so much waiting, that was all it took. Draco came with a shout, clenching around Harry's fingers and thrusting into his mouth.
"Mmm," Harry hummed again, releasing Draco's cock with a smacking sound and catching the come in his open mouth. He had no idea why he liked doing that. It was almost like a game. Trying to see if he could get it all. He licked at the head, panting and smirking at Draco with his eyes.
Draco pulled him back by his hair. "Enough," he gasped.
Harry grinned and nodded, knowing that feeling of over-sensitivity. He laid his head on his hip and pulled his fingers from Draco's arse, smiling blissfully.
Draco lay back, fingers still entwined in the other man's hair as he panted. Finally, when he could speak, he laughed. "Do you think we can make it through the dancing this time?" he asked.
Harry, still smiling, raised his head to look at Draco. "If we can't, we must have a serious problem," he said with a laugh. "This was our second time coming in under an hour."
"Let's get dressed again." Draco sighed. "We are never going to live this down."
Harry sighed, too. "Maybe we can avoid Fred and George," he said, pushing himself up to kneel.
"How likely is that?" The blond laughed, rolling over and getting to his hands and knees before climbing to his feet.
Harry snorted. "Not likely at all as I imagine they'll seek us out on purpose," he said, getting to his feet as well. He looked down at himself and the cake still smeared over much of his body. "I will never look at cake the same way again," he said.
"Good." Draco smirked. He found his wand and did Cleaning Spells on them. "We need a spell to dress us as fast as the undressing spell," he said, laughing and reaching for his clothes again.
Harry laughed again too, reaching for his clothes as well. They dressed as quickly as they could and Harry let Draco finish his tie for him again. "Apparate?" he asked when they were done.
"Sure, let's dance," Draco said with a smile.
Harry smiled and wrapped an arm about Draco's waist before Apparating them to the large ballroom where their guests seemed to have congregated since their departure.
There was loud whooping almost as soon as they appeared.
"Here it comes," Harry muttered to Draco.
Draco pulled his husband onto the dance floor. "Dance with me," he said, putting his hands on Harry's waist.
Harry nodded, glad to have something to do to delay the teasing at least for a little bit. He placed one hand on Draco's shoulder and held his hand with the other. He smiled at him, remembering that night of amazing sex at Bill and Fleur's wedding, but thankfully, there was no stirring in his pants, only a pleasant humming in his brain.
Draco looked into his eyes smiling, leading them around the dance floor. There were "oohs" and "aws" and it sounded like Mrs. Weasley was crying.
Harry snorted at everyone's reactions, but he liked them all the same. "We look pretty damn good together, I imagine," he said quietly.
The blond nodded. "We are fantastic," he said.
Harry grinned. "You're fantastic," he said, not being able to imagine anything better than dancing with his husband at their wedding after great sex.
"Of course, I am." Draco grinned, leaning in to kiss his husband again.
Harry smiled against Draco's lips.
After a few songs and more sappy words of love and gushing, people started to want to dance with Harry and Draco. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny took turns with both of them. Now it seemed like everyone was dancing - Remus and Tonks, Bill and Fleur, Hermione and Ron. Then Fred suddenly cut in and grabbed Harry's hand.
Draco was a bit away from Harry, still dancing with Ginny when George grabbed him.
The twins led both men until they were close together and Fred and George could easily set up jokes with one another.
Fred twirled Harry around and Harry shook his head at him, grinning tightly despite himself.
"Oh, my, Draco," said George. "You're so light on your feet!" He spun Draco crazily like Fred had done with Harry.
"Who said you could lead?" Draco laughed, blushing.
"Well, well," said Fred to Draco, pulling Harry close to him. "Is that how it is with everything? Harry doesn't seem to mind being led." He dipped Harry suddenly and Harry nearly fell flat on his arse.
"Arsehole," he said, eyes slightly wider when Fred righted him again.
Both twins laughed.
Draco moved his silver arm down around George's waist and took the lead. Then he turned and dipped the man, bending him over his knee.
George laughed delightedly. "Shouldn't mess with this one," he told his brother, who was spinning Harry around again.
Fred laughed too, looking down at George.
"Hey!" said Harry indignantly. "Draco knows how to dance. I don't."
"I can see that," said Fred, grinning.
"Harry knows how to move when it's important," Draco quipped, laughing.
Harry flushed as the twins burst with laughter.
"Brilliant!" said George, allowing Draco to lead and following a little too enthusiastically.
Fred and Harry nearly knocked Ron and Hermione over.
"Oy!" said Ron.
"Sorry, little brother," Fred called, laughing and leading them back over closer to Draco and George again.
"Let's trade," Draco called to them when they got close again.
Fred and George shrugged, smiling, and let go of Harry and Draco in mid-twirl, switching off so that George got Harry and Fred was with Draco.
"My, but you are light on your feet," Fred said to Draco jokingly.
"I meant to get my husband back." Draco laughed.
Both twins snorted at that.
They danced with Harry and Draco and made various sex jokes throughout another song until finally making their departure with overly dramatic bows.
"It has been a pleasure," said Fred, reminding Harry of a house-elf with his posture.
"Indeed," said George. And then, laughing, the twins danced off with each other to bug their mother and father dancing a few feet away.
"Bloody mad," Harry said to Draco, shaking his head.
Draco blushed and pulled Harry tight, looking into his eyes. "I am bloody mad about you." He smiled.
Harry grinned widely. "Very good to know," he said, kissing Draco.