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Sunshine Should Be Illegal

By: FaerieOfMischief
folder Harry Potter › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Make it up

Draco hadn’t been idle while Harry was gone. He was curious what would drive The Boy Who Lived and deliverer of the magical world to living in the middle of nowhere that could only be accessed by Portkey. The last big thing anyone had heard about him was the stir it cause when he quit Quidditch. Harry had disappeared and so ‘could not be reached for comment’ at the time but it was assumed it was a combination of disappointment at having missed out on the English Cup and the announcement that Ginny was engaged after they had been separated officially for less then six months. There had been paparazzi following his every move- sleeping on his lawn, conning their way into the changing rooms at the Quidditch fields, setting up all sorts of strange situations where they would be able to harass and question him and see how badly he reacted. And then he had vanished one day. Of course, there was a special column in the Daily Prophet dedicated to sightings of him in various places and whatever was the latest gossip they had made up, which muggle-born wizards and witches referred to as being similar to something to do with a man called Elvis or Elvish or something…

Once Harry had left, Draco picked up the second piece of toast and began to explore. He wasn’t snooping, not really… he was doing it in plain view after all, it was merely chance that he had started after Harry had gone outside. Slowly he made his way through the small cottage.

[Hmm, not a bad home gym. No wonder he looks so bloody good if he uses all this stuff and works outside as well. Blech, this spare bedroom is a bit musty, no visitors in a while I guess. Only acouple of towels in here, shampoo… no girly bits and pieces lying around… hmmm, candles and bodywash in the cupboard though, I wonder whose they are]

Finally he returned to Harry’s bedroom, noting his closet contained only what appeared to be his best clothing, the rest was in a chest of drawers or strewn over the floor. Ties, belts and a hairbrush were piled haphazardly on top of the bureau. The bedside table had a book, breath mints and a dusty glasses case sitting under an antique lamp, but the drawer proved far more interesting. There were the furry leopard-print handcuffs from earlier, resting on a half-empty tube of lubricant, several vials labeled as a common contraceptive potion, a cock ring, and up the back, a set of black leather arm and leg restraints tangled around a box of muggle condoms.

[Oooh, Potter is quite a creative shag from the look of things] he rubbed his hand sin delight. [Presuming these are all his of course, not left by an imaginative girl- or rienriend. He didn’t seem act like he’s attached, and he wasn’t surprised yesterday when I came out and asked for coffee, not util he realise it was me anyway] he laughed softly. [Nor do these look like they’ve been sitting here forgotten for that long… I can definitely have some fun with these…] he stroked the soft leather of the magical restraints. The door closed in the background and he grinned mischievously.

Harry was back in the kitchen, putting some fresh nectarines, apples and pears in a bowl on the table. Draco stole up behind him and wrapped his arms around the broad chest.

‘Hello lover.’ He whispered huskily in the other mans ear. ‘Enjoy your walk?’

Not sure what was going on, but feeling overwhelmed at the feeling of the hot, firm body pressed against his, Harry turned around slowly.

‘Uhh, yes. Quite nice out this time of year, I can show you around if you like.’

‘Hmmm, maybe later. I’ve got something else in mind for the moment.’ Draco nuzzled at Harry’s neck, biting gently to leave small red marks, laving them with his tongue to take out any sting.

‘Oh, um, that sounds like a very good idea. Let’s go do that.’ Harry gasped out as Draco pressed his crotch into the taller mans. Haltingly they made their way to the bed, so wrapped up in each other they kept stumbling into doorframes and walls. Harry’s tunic had been left in the kitchen and the two men were just in boxers, hands and tongues exploring everywhere they could reach and still stay on their feet. Finally they made it into the bedroom, parting slightly so as not to trip over anything. Draco backed Harry to the bed and slowly lowered himself on top of him, kissing and grinding and just touching. Harry’s skin was so warm and smooth, he could be content to simply stroke it all day. But right now he had better things on his mind. He sat up and got out the restraints.

Harry lay back on the pillows and looked him alittle apprehensively.

‘I thought you didn’t go in for trust games?’ he tried to joke.

‘This isn’t exactly a one-night stand anymore. Besides, it’s you trusting me, which is different.’ Draco shrugged disarmingly. ‘Don’t worry, you can set the safety word.’ He handed Harry his wand.

‘Dictum incolumitas “Tobias”’ Harry tapped his wand on the nearest piece of leather as Draco wrapped the other pieces loosely around his ankles. The black cords sprang to lifeghteghtening until they were just short of uncomfortable, winding around the corners of the bed until Harry was spread on his back across the mattress, still able to shift around but not able to reach the bedhead or Draco where he stood at the foot, his mouth watering at the sight presented. He whispered a word and drew the tip of his own wand in random patterns over Harry’s boxers, the fabric disintegrating in its wake. Soon nothing more then scraps were left and Draco slid off his own, snorting when he saw the writing on bac back.

‘Tsk tsk Potter, not like you to pass up such an opportunity.’ He waved them under Harry’s nose and the black-haired man grinned.

‘I’ll have you know I’m well practiced in self-restraint.’ Draco smirked at the idea.

‘We’ll have to see about that.’ His mouth descended on Harry’s cock without warning, sucking and licking eagerly at the salty flesh. In no time Harry was completely hard and moaning delightedly, trying to thrust his hips into the deliciously warm and willing mouth.

‘Restrained hmm?’ Draco muttered around his mouthful of flesh, running his tongue along the length teasingly.

‘Who said I wanted to be at this moment?’ Harry panted.

‘Good point.’ Draco winked and crawled up Harry’s body to kiss him ardently, pressing their erections together with a breathy moan of his own. He pulled out the lube and gave Harry’s cock a generous coating, squeezing his balls gently to counter the slick pleasure. This wasn’t over yet. With agonizing slowness he began to lower himself onto it, trying to relax. The head grazed the bundle of nerves buried in his passage and he slumped over Harry, impaling himself deeply. They both grunted from the sensation and Draco sat back up, rocking on Harry’s hips as he adjusted to the mass inside him. He raised himself up and slid back down, hissing with delight. Harry bit his lip and bucked his hips as ion ion flowed through his veins, causing Draco to yelp as he stroked against his prostate. Gradually they settled into a rhythm as they got used to one another. Draco ran his hands up and down Harry’s chest and stomach as they thrust against each other. No more actual words were spoken, just moans and heavy breathing until their strokes started to become more erratic and Harry forced out

‘Tobias!’

His arms came free and he reached up to pinch Draco’s nipples before wrapping his hand around Draco’s bouncing cock and stroking quickly. In return Draco clamped his muscles around Harry’s own cock and squeezed. The combined stimuli tooem bem both over the edge and they were both awash in a sea of fulfilled desire.

‘Mmm, you were right, it is fantastic sex.’ Draco wiped himself down with a conjured damp cloth and snuggled in close.

‘Definitely.’ Harry pressed a soft kiss to Draco’s temple. ‘But where do we go from here?’

Draco yawned and shrugged.

‘I dunno, prolly make it up as we go along. But if we go to do this on a regular basis you’re gonna have a hard time getting rid of me.’

Harry smiled.

‘Sounds like a good plan to me.’

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A/N Ta da! I don\'t think I can get anything more out of this one. Thank you to those who reviewed, and to those who had kept coming back for my updates. Hopefully I\'ll have something new and slashy out soon :) Peace!

~Faerie
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