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Fantasies
Chapter Number/Total: 4/24
Chapter Title: Fantasies
Words: 3501 Words
"They're taking a bit long, aren't they?" Harry asked Draco nervously before he got up and began to pace again, walking back and forth in front of Draco. "Maybe they should've Floo'd. Might've been easier, you think?"
"Soot on the baby," Draco said from his place on the sofa and shook his head. "I didn't think they were on a schedule." His voice was gruff but he was amused by Harry's enthusiasm.
"Oh." Harry stopped in front of Draco. "But, they're taking too long!" He began to pace again for lack of anything better to do.
Draco thought that Harry had been calmer waiting for the baby to be born than for her to come home from St Mungo's. "Come here," he said with a sigh, holding out a hand to his lover. He was relieved when Harry stopped fidgeting in place and took Draco's hand. Draco pulled him down onto the sofa and settled Harry between his outstretched thighs. He petted his lover, trying to help him relax.
Harry sighed and relaxed, or tried his best to. "They're still not here," he mumbled, resting his head against Draco's chest so that he could hear his heartbeat. That always calmed him down.
Draco carefully wrapped his arms around his lover and used his claws to gently comb his hair. He enjoyed touching Harry as much as the gesture helped.
Harry rested his hand on Draco's upper arm, gently rubbing the area with his fingers. He closed his eyes and sighed again. How did Draco always manage to do that, he wondered, he was sure no one else could soothe him like this. Just when Harry had settled down, they heard the front door open and the sound of a baby screaming. Harry sat up again, but didn't get up. "They're here," he stated, even though Draco clearly heard the baby as well.
Draco winced. Having a wolf's hearing was not always the blessing people might think and, of course, Elise's crying set off the portrait of Mrs Black. He put both hands over his ears.
Harry shrank back against Draco, covering his ears as well. "Something's telling me this isn't the last time we'll be doing this," he shouted over the noise.
Tonks came into the parlour, rocking the screaming baby in her arms and trying to shush her.
"Is she okay?" Harry asked, still shouting.
"She just didn't like Apparating," Tonks yelled over the infant's howls.
"Does she need anything?" Harry slowly slipped out from between Draco's legs and hesitantly walked over.
Draco kept his hands over his ears, scowling. He was wondering if he would go deaf.
Tonks sighed, looking a bit frazzled herself. "I don't know," she admitted. "Maybe I should try to feed her."
"Yeah, try that," Harry murmured, reaching over to brush his fingers over Elise's red cheek. "Shh ...."
Tonks sat down in one of the armchairs. "Harry, will ya get me the blanket outta the bag?" she asked, pointing to a bulging bag she had carried into the room. They could hear Remus in the hall trying to wrestle the drapes closed on Mrs Black's portrait.
Harry went to the bag, and after looking around for a moment, he pulled out a light green blanket. "Here," he said, walking over and holding it out for her. "How're you going to feed her?"
Tonks rolled her eyes, blushing slightly and then laid the blanket over her shoulder. Then she placed the infant in her lap and began unbuttoning her blouse.
Draco almost forgot about the noise for a moment, his eyes drawn to her fingers.
Harry looked confused as she unbuttoned the shirt. "What are ...?" He paused for a long moment, thinking about it, and then he began to blush, turning away and walking back to Draco to slide into his lap. "Sorry, Tonks."
She shook her head again and used the blanket to cover herself as she brought the baby to her breast. The screaming stopped abruptly, replaced by sucking noises.
Draco didn't stop staring.
Harry looked up at Draco, reaching to poke his cheek. "Stop staring," he whispered, glancing back at her himself. It was strange to see Tonks do something like that, but she was a mother now. This would be something she'd have to do to keep Elise healthy and content.
Draco blinked, unaware he had been staring. Harry sitting in his lap was not helping control his body's reaction either. "Oh," he said.
Remus came in the room. "Ah, I see you got her something to take her mind off it," he said. Then he glanced over at the two teenagers. He smiled then, clearly amused.
Harry blushed harder and turned away again, resting his head on Draco's shoulder. "Never seen that before," he whispered. Then he wondered if his mother ever ... he shuddered before he could finish that thought.
Draco leaned his head over, mouth near Harry's ear. "Let's go to our room," he whispered.
Harry bit his lip and nodded, if only because he wanted to leave the room. He slipped off of Draco's lap and held his hand out for him.
Draco got up too, careful not to cut Harry as he took his lover's hand. Harry smiled at Tonks and Remus before Draco practically dragged him up the stairs.
***
Once in the room, Draco pushed the door closed and then pressed Harry against it, kissing him and letting his lover feel his arousal.
Harry reached up to cup Draco's face, kissing him back as hard as he could. After a moment, he pulled back so he could whisper. "Is this because of ... what you saw? Not that I care ... just ...."
Draco blushed. His lover knew he found women attractive too, but they didn't usually talk about it. And Tonks was his cousin. He rolled his eyes and shrugged.
"You did." Harry smiled, amused as he leaned up to press a small kiss against Draco's lips.
"Do we have to talk about it?" Draco whined, arching his hips against Harry's.
Harry laughed softly, shaking his head. "No, not now, but I will ask you after. I'm warning you now."
"Take your clothes off," Draco insisted.
"Please?" Harry teased, raising an eyebrow before pulling off his shirt and then starting on his jeans.
Draco sighed but began pulling his own clothes off. He was embarrassed and aroused. It was a difficult combination, and it made him feel more impatient than usual.
Harry was completely naked within minutes, already used to undressing this quickly for Draco. He glanced up at him, waiting for his next move. Draco always seemed so unpredictable. Instead of upsetting him, Draco's sudden shifts in mood excited Harry.
Draco reached for Harry again, pulling their bodies together and bringing his mouth to the other man's. He pushed aside his embarrasment, letting his arousal guide him instead.
Harry's arms slid around Draco's neck as the kiss deepened, his satisfied moan efficiently muffled by Draco's tongue.
The noises Harry made always added so much heat to his arousal and Draco growled low in his throat as he kissed him, pulling Harry's hips so that their cocks brushed against each other. Harry responded by rubbing against him, his hands moving up into Draco's soft hair, his fingers pulling at it gently.
Draco moaned and ground himself against his lover. "Suck me, my beauty," he begged.
"Suck you?" Harry asked huskily against Draco's lips, kissing him a few more times before he began to sink down to his knees.
"Oh, yesss," Draco replied, his claws combing Harry's dark hair as his cock twitched.
Harry kissed down Draco's stomach until he reached his cock. Moving in, he nudged the tip with his lips and then pulled it into his mouth, sucking gently at first. This was something he never tired of, loving the taste and feel of his lover's cock in his mouth.
Draco's head fell back and he groaned. "Yes, that's it," he encouraged.
Harry began to suck a little harder, moving his head down so that he could take more of Draco into his mouth.
That wet mouth on his cock was one of Draco's favourite things in the world. Harry had gotten very good at it. Of course, anything with Harry did it for him. "Yes, yes," Draco chanted.
Harry reached up to slide his hand around Draco's hip, his eyes closed as he concentrated on the moans and words of encouragement. He honestly loved to make Draco feel this good, and he was so glad to be able to do it every day.
Draco made grunting noises as his fingers tightened and he began to come, shuddering while he filled his lover's mouth.
Harry continued to suck and swallow, gently rubbing Draco's hip as the man shuddered.
"So good," Draco gasped but then pulled Harry back a bit.
Harry kissed him one more time before he pulled back completely and looked up with a smile. Draco grinned down at him, then helped him to his feet. "I love doing that," Harry sighed, leaning up to kiss him softly.
Draco pulled his lover into his arms, kissing him again. "I like the taste of myself in your mouth, too," he added.
"Mm, it's a nice plus," Harry murmured, moving his hands back up into Draco's hair. The mischievous smile was back. "So, you want to explain?"
"No, I don't," Draco said, rolling his eyes as embarrassment returned.
Harry grinned, running his fingers through Draco's hair. He loved pushing Draco. "Why not?"
Draco released Harry and walked back over to the bed, lying down on it with a sigh. He did not want to talk about this.
"Fine," Harry huffed, following and laying down next to him. "I'm just curious, is all."
Draco shook his head, realising Harry wasn't likely to let it go. "Have you ever been with a woman?"
"Like how?" Harry asked, snuggling closer to Draco.
"You know what I mean." Draco sighed in annoyance. "Sex."
"Oh, well. No," Harry answered, running his fingers down Draco's chest.
"I like breasts," Draco admitted, blush returning.
Harry looked up at Draco, his cheeks colouring fast as well. "So that's why you were staring."
Draco flushed too and rolled his eyes again. He had been staring at his own cousin's breasts. It wasn't something he liked to admit.
Harry laughed softly, not the least bit offended. He moving up and kissed Draco's cheek. "I don't mind."
"It's ... embarrassing," Draco admitted, looking up at the ceiling instead of at his lover.
"Why do you say that? Because you can't help it?" Harry asked, trying to move enough to look into Draco's eyes.
In nearly two years together, they really hadn't talked about this. It wasn't like Draco wanted to have sex with someone besides Harry. It just didn't stop him from finding women attractive and, cousin or not, Tonks was attractive. "Does it bother you that I still find women attractive?" Draco asked.
"Well, no, I can't stop you from doing that, right? It's just how you are," Harry replied, nodding. He wasn't jealous, but he barely noticed other people that way now. It wasn't like he had been attracted to that many people before either.
Draco turned, smiling at him again. "You don't think there is something wrong with me? My having that reaction … to my own cousin?"
"Okay, well, that's a little weird," Harry said, smiling back, "but she's still a girl, so I guess it makes sense."
Draco didn't want to admit some of the other things he had thought about Tonks. The idea that she could change her body at will was ... well, hot. He blushed again.
"What?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows, amusement and curiosity heightened. "You're blushing! What're you thinking about?"
Draco closed his eyes, feeling the blush intensify. This was getting bad, and even more embarrassing, he was getting aroused again.
"Wow," Harry whispered, reaching up to run his fingers down over Draco's cheek. It was a new side of Draco and that interested him. "This must be big."
Draco moaned, part frustration, part desire, and shook his head.
"So, you're not even going to tell me at all?" Harry asked, pouting at him. "Please? You know I'd tell you anything you ask."
"Anything?" Draco asked, opening his eyes and smiling as a thought occurred to him.
"Uh, yeah," Harry said, wondering if that was the best thing to say. His lover was still Slytherin. "But you're going off topic."
"I'll make you a deal," Draco said, looking at Harry now with a calculating gleam. "You tell me your naughtiest fantasy, and I will tell you mine."
"That's what you're thinking of?" Harry asked, completely flushing as he moved to sit up. This had the potential to be very embarrassing and hot.
"It relates, trust me," Draco said, grinning now, sensing something fun could come out of this.
"Oh, I never really thought of one, though," Harry mumbled, biting his lip softly, too embarrassed, even with Draco, to admit to anything.
"I know you have at least one," Draco insisted. "Everyone does."
Harry bit his lip harder, looking down at his lap as he thought. "Uhm, remember during the wedding? When we did it, you know, in the loo?"
Draco smirked and nearly growled, making a little sound in the back of his throat. Even the memory was arousing. He nodded.
"And you said that someone was listening ..." Harry went on, feeling his face get impossibly red. "Well ... I liked it when we ... well ... I think it would be hot ... to do it somewhere ... in public again."
"Oh, fuck," Draco said, swallowing hard. It was a good thing they were still naked, he thought, as he felt his cock harden again. "I like that one," he said.
"Me too." Harry was half hard himself, both from just thinking of doing that, and because he hadn't gotten off earlier with Draco. "What's yours?"
"Ever thought of taking Polyjuice?" Draco asked, smirking, plans already forming in his mind.
"For what? During sex?" Harry asked, looking surprised. The only time he had taken it, it had certainly not been about sex.
Draco nodded. "Don't you wonder what it would be like to be a woman and be fucked?"
Harry went silent for a moment, his mouth dropping open. "I never thought of doing that before," he finally said, looking at Draco. "I have used it before, but I was still a bloke."
"You have?" Draco asked, curiosity piqued even more.
Harry nodded, and then remembered why he had used it and worried about how Draco would feel about the fact that he and Ron had tricked him, even back then. But it was too late to take it back ... and Draco would want to know, he was sure.
"Oh, this sounds like a story," Draco grinned.
"First, was that your fantasy? Me Polyjuiced as a woman?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Draco admitted, using the back of his clawed hand to caress down Harry's side.
Harry smiled, moving closer. "Okay, promise we'll do both someday?"
"You would take Polyjuice and let me do that?" Draco asked, stunned. He hadn't actually expected Harry to agree, and certainly not so easily.
"Anything for you," Harry said softly, snuggling close again. "And I have to say, now I'm curious."
Draco was very aroused now, both fantasies in his mind as he caressed Harry's cock. "Oh, yes," he said. "Who should we have you Polyjuice into?"
Harry sighed softly, his hips slowly moving. "That's up to you, really," he murmured.
"Anyone I want?" Draco asked, immediatly going through the list of women whose hair they might have access to -- Hermione, Fleur, maybe Ginny Weasley? Tonks was still his favourite choice and the easiest to get a hair from.
"Anyone you want," Harry said, looking at him. Amused and pleased that he had distracted Draco away from the story of his last Polyjuice experience.
"At this moment, I want you," Draco said, very aroused again and excited by the talk. "I want you to ride me."
Harry smiled, leaning up to kiss Draco before he moved to straddle his lap, excited and happy with their talk. "My beast," Harry replied softly, smiling down at him. "Lube, lube ..." He looked around quickly, spotting the well used tube next to the bed. He leaned forward and reached for it.
Draco licked Harry's chest as the man leaned over him. "Yes," he said. "Make yourself ready for me."
Harry looked down at him for a moment, a few ideas coming to him. "You can help ..."
Draco arched an eyebrow. "Show me," he whispered.
Harry blushed softly, moving up Draco's body again. He turned around and looked back at Draco. "By ... you know," he whispered, hoping he'd get it. No matter how many times they did this, Harry still had trouble asking for it.
Draco chuckled, knowing the wicked things his lover liked. He used the palms of his hands to spread the cheeks of Harry's arse. He took a deep breath, enjoying the musky smell and then used his tongue to lick up the crevice.
Harry sighed, leaning over Draco's body and pressing his arse down a little at the same time. Yes, this was what he wanted.
Draco shuddered, his own cock leaking now as he pressed his strong tongue into the puckered hole of his lover.
Harry moaned loudly, his eyes sliding closed as he felt Draco's tongue slip inside. He loved this, so hot and so dirty.
One of the strange advantages to being half-werewolf was his tongue. It was longer and stronger than a normal human's and he loved to use it on Harry. He wriggled it inside him, thrilled by the noises his lover made in response.
Harry was unbearably hard within seconds, his hips rocking as he tried to fuck himself on Draco's tongue. "Draco," he whimpered, clenching gently.
Draco's fingers tightened on the rounded mounds of his lover's arsecheeks, the claws pressing into skin as he worked his tongue in circles, deeper into his lover.
Harry's back arched when he felt Draco's claws pierce his skin, a loud cry escaping him. "Ah, fuck, Draco ... wait, wait," Harry gasped, already beginning to feel himself tremble and knowing he would come soon.
Draco was completely caught up in what he was doing, reaching his tongue to graze against his lover's prostate.
Harry arched again, biting down hard on his lip as he fought not to come yet. "Draco ... wait," he moaned, even though his body obviously didn't want him to.
Draco froze, finally hearing him. He withdrew his tongue but didn't move yet. "What?" he growled, his voice barely recognisable with his desire.
"I'm gonna come ... if you keep ... doing that," Harry gasped, trying to shift down. "Want you to ... fuck me!"
"Yes," Draco growled, gently releasing Harry but unable to resist a lick at the blood that trickled down his arse.
Harry shuddered, completely forgetting the lube as he moved down Draco's body, straddling him again. He reached back to position Draco's cock before he was pressing down, his head thrown back.
"Ahhh," Draco moaned, shuddering as his cock was enveloped by that tight heat.
Harry gave himself a few moments to adjust once Draco was completely inside him, his breath coming in short pants.
"So fucking beautiful," Draco gasped, reaching for Harry's thighs, claws not piercing yet, just resting against his skin.
Harry began to move slowly at first, his hips rocking before he started to rise and fall, leaning forward so he could brace himself on Draco's legs.
Draco slid his claws along his lover's skin until he gripped his hips. "Fuck me, beautiful," he growled, thrusting up into his lover.
Harry did just what Draco told him, moving faster as he got a rhythm going.
Draco knew what Harry wanted and gave it to him, pressing his claws once again into the flesh of his hips as he got closer to his own orgasm.
It was what Harry needed, his back arching again as his rhythm faltered. "Ah, Draco!"
"Don't stop, close," Draco gasped.
"I won't!" Harry, reaching to wrap a hand around his cock, rocked as hard as he could. "I'm close, too ...."
Draco thrust up again, growling as he filled his lover with his seed, body thrashing under Harry as he did.
Harry came only a few strokes later, groaning and clenching tightly around Draco's cock.
Draco shuddered and moaned with the aftershocks of his release. He carefully withdrew his claws and licked the blood from them.
Harry shuddered as well, falling back on Draco with a small sigh. "I love you," he said.
Draco laughed happily, wrapping his arms around Harry. "I love you," he echoed. He lay panting for a couple minutes and then smiled wickedly. "So tell me about the time you used Polyjuice ...."
Chapter Title: Fantasies
Words: 3501 Words
"They're taking a bit long, aren't they?" Harry asked Draco nervously before he got up and began to pace again, walking back and forth in front of Draco. "Maybe they should've Floo'd. Might've been easier, you think?"
"Soot on the baby," Draco said from his place on the sofa and shook his head. "I didn't think they were on a schedule." His voice was gruff but he was amused by Harry's enthusiasm.
"Oh." Harry stopped in front of Draco. "But, they're taking too long!" He began to pace again for lack of anything better to do.
Draco thought that Harry had been calmer waiting for the baby to be born than for her to come home from St Mungo's. "Come here," he said with a sigh, holding out a hand to his lover. He was relieved when Harry stopped fidgeting in place and took Draco's hand. Draco pulled him down onto the sofa and settled Harry between his outstretched thighs. He petted his lover, trying to help him relax.
Harry sighed and relaxed, or tried his best to. "They're still not here," he mumbled, resting his head against Draco's chest so that he could hear his heartbeat. That always calmed him down.
Draco carefully wrapped his arms around his lover and used his claws to gently comb his hair. He enjoyed touching Harry as much as the gesture helped.
Harry rested his hand on Draco's upper arm, gently rubbing the area with his fingers. He closed his eyes and sighed again. How did Draco always manage to do that, he wondered, he was sure no one else could soothe him like this. Just when Harry had settled down, they heard the front door open and the sound of a baby screaming. Harry sat up again, but didn't get up. "They're here," he stated, even though Draco clearly heard the baby as well.
Draco winced. Having a wolf's hearing was not always the blessing people might think and, of course, Elise's crying set off the portrait of Mrs Black. He put both hands over his ears.
Harry shrank back against Draco, covering his ears as well. "Something's telling me this isn't the last time we'll be doing this," he shouted over the noise.
Tonks came into the parlour, rocking the screaming baby in her arms and trying to shush her.
"Is she okay?" Harry asked, still shouting.
"She just didn't like Apparating," Tonks yelled over the infant's howls.
"Does she need anything?" Harry slowly slipped out from between Draco's legs and hesitantly walked over.
Draco kept his hands over his ears, scowling. He was wondering if he would go deaf.
Tonks sighed, looking a bit frazzled herself. "I don't know," she admitted. "Maybe I should try to feed her."
"Yeah, try that," Harry murmured, reaching over to brush his fingers over Elise's red cheek. "Shh ...."
Tonks sat down in one of the armchairs. "Harry, will ya get me the blanket outta the bag?" she asked, pointing to a bulging bag she had carried into the room. They could hear Remus in the hall trying to wrestle the drapes closed on Mrs Black's portrait.
Harry went to the bag, and after looking around for a moment, he pulled out a light green blanket. "Here," he said, walking over and holding it out for her. "How're you going to feed her?"
Tonks rolled her eyes, blushing slightly and then laid the blanket over her shoulder. Then she placed the infant in her lap and began unbuttoning her blouse.
Draco almost forgot about the noise for a moment, his eyes drawn to her fingers.
Harry looked confused as she unbuttoned the shirt. "What are ...?" He paused for a long moment, thinking about it, and then he began to blush, turning away and walking back to Draco to slide into his lap. "Sorry, Tonks."
She shook her head again and used the blanket to cover herself as she brought the baby to her breast. The screaming stopped abruptly, replaced by sucking noises.
Draco didn't stop staring.
Harry looked up at Draco, reaching to poke his cheek. "Stop staring," he whispered, glancing back at her himself. It was strange to see Tonks do something like that, but she was a mother now. This would be something she'd have to do to keep Elise healthy and content.
Draco blinked, unaware he had been staring. Harry sitting in his lap was not helping control his body's reaction either. "Oh," he said.
Remus came in the room. "Ah, I see you got her something to take her mind off it," he said. Then he glanced over at the two teenagers. He smiled then, clearly amused.
Harry blushed harder and turned away again, resting his head on Draco's shoulder. "Never seen that before," he whispered. Then he wondered if his mother ever ... he shuddered before he could finish that thought.
Draco leaned his head over, mouth near Harry's ear. "Let's go to our room," he whispered.
Harry bit his lip and nodded, if only because he wanted to leave the room. He slipped off of Draco's lap and held his hand out for him.
Draco got up too, careful not to cut Harry as he took his lover's hand. Harry smiled at Tonks and Remus before Draco practically dragged him up the stairs.
***
Once in the room, Draco pushed the door closed and then pressed Harry against it, kissing him and letting his lover feel his arousal.
Harry reached up to cup Draco's face, kissing him back as hard as he could. After a moment, he pulled back so he could whisper. "Is this because of ... what you saw? Not that I care ... just ...."
Draco blushed. His lover knew he found women attractive too, but they didn't usually talk about it. And Tonks was his cousin. He rolled his eyes and shrugged.
"You did." Harry smiled, amused as he leaned up to press a small kiss against Draco's lips.
"Do we have to talk about it?" Draco whined, arching his hips against Harry's.
Harry laughed softly, shaking his head. "No, not now, but I will ask you after. I'm warning you now."
"Take your clothes off," Draco insisted.
"Please?" Harry teased, raising an eyebrow before pulling off his shirt and then starting on his jeans.
Draco sighed but began pulling his own clothes off. He was embarrassed and aroused. It was a difficult combination, and it made him feel more impatient than usual.
Harry was completely naked within minutes, already used to undressing this quickly for Draco. He glanced up at him, waiting for his next move. Draco always seemed so unpredictable. Instead of upsetting him, Draco's sudden shifts in mood excited Harry.
Draco reached for Harry again, pulling their bodies together and bringing his mouth to the other man's. He pushed aside his embarrasment, letting his arousal guide him instead.
Harry's arms slid around Draco's neck as the kiss deepened, his satisfied moan efficiently muffled by Draco's tongue.
The noises Harry made always added so much heat to his arousal and Draco growled low in his throat as he kissed him, pulling Harry's hips so that their cocks brushed against each other. Harry responded by rubbing against him, his hands moving up into Draco's soft hair, his fingers pulling at it gently.
Draco moaned and ground himself against his lover. "Suck me, my beauty," he begged.
"Suck you?" Harry asked huskily against Draco's lips, kissing him a few more times before he began to sink down to his knees.
"Oh, yesss," Draco replied, his claws combing Harry's dark hair as his cock twitched.
Harry kissed down Draco's stomach until he reached his cock. Moving in, he nudged the tip with his lips and then pulled it into his mouth, sucking gently at first. This was something he never tired of, loving the taste and feel of his lover's cock in his mouth.
Draco's head fell back and he groaned. "Yes, that's it," he encouraged.
Harry began to suck a little harder, moving his head down so that he could take more of Draco into his mouth.
That wet mouth on his cock was one of Draco's favourite things in the world. Harry had gotten very good at it. Of course, anything with Harry did it for him. "Yes, yes," Draco chanted.
Harry reached up to slide his hand around Draco's hip, his eyes closed as he concentrated on the moans and words of encouragement. He honestly loved to make Draco feel this good, and he was so glad to be able to do it every day.
Draco made grunting noises as his fingers tightened and he began to come, shuddering while he filled his lover's mouth.
Harry continued to suck and swallow, gently rubbing Draco's hip as the man shuddered.
"So good," Draco gasped but then pulled Harry back a bit.
Harry kissed him one more time before he pulled back completely and looked up with a smile. Draco grinned down at him, then helped him to his feet. "I love doing that," Harry sighed, leaning up to kiss him softly.
Draco pulled his lover into his arms, kissing him again. "I like the taste of myself in your mouth, too," he added.
"Mm, it's a nice plus," Harry murmured, moving his hands back up into Draco's hair. The mischievous smile was back. "So, you want to explain?"
"No, I don't," Draco said, rolling his eyes as embarrassment returned.
Harry grinned, running his fingers through Draco's hair. He loved pushing Draco. "Why not?"
Draco released Harry and walked back over to the bed, lying down on it with a sigh. He did not want to talk about this.
"Fine," Harry huffed, following and laying down next to him. "I'm just curious, is all."
Draco shook his head, realising Harry wasn't likely to let it go. "Have you ever been with a woman?"
"Like how?" Harry asked, snuggling closer to Draco.
"You know what I mean." Draco sighed in annoyance. "Sex."
"Oh, well. No," Harry answered, running his fingers down Draco's chest.
"I like breasts," Draco admitted, blush returning.
Harry looked up at Draco, his cheeks colouring fast as well. "So that's why you were staring."
Draco flushed too and rolled his eyes again. He had been staring at his own cousin's breasts. It wasn't something he liked to admit.
Harry laughed softly, not the least bit offended. He moving up and kissed Draco's cheek. "I don't mind."
"It's ... embarrassing," Draco admitted, looking up at the ceiling instead of at his lover.
"Why do you say that? Because you can't help it?" Harry asked, trying to move enough to look into Draco's eyes.
In nearly two years together, they really hadn't talked about this. It wasn't like Draco wanted to have sex with someone besides Harry. It just didn't stop him from finding women attractive and, cousin or not, Tonks was attractive. "Does it bother you that I still find women attractive?" Draco asked.
"Well, no, I can't stop you from doing that, right? It's just how you are," Harry replied, nodding. He wasn't jealous, but he barely noticed other people that way now. It wasn't like he had been attracted to that many people before either.
Draco turned, smiling at him again. "You don't think there is something wrong with me? My having that reaction … to my own cousin?"
"Okay, well, that's a little weird," Harry said, smiling back, "but she's still a girl, so I guess it makes sense."
Draco didn't want to admit some of the other things he had thought about Tonks. The idea that she could change her body at will was ... well, hot. He blushed again.
"What?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows, amusement and curiosity heightened. "You're blushing! What're you thinking about?"
Draco closed his eyes, feeling the blush intensify. This was getting bad, and even more embarrassing, he was getting aroused again.
"Wow," Harry whispered, reaching up to run his fingers down over Draco's cheek. It was a new side of Draco and that interested him. "This must be big."
Draco moaned, part frustration, part desire, and shook his head.
"So, you're not even going to tell me at all?" Harry asked, pouting at him. "Please? You know I'd tell you anything you ask."
"Anything?" Draco asked, opening his eyes and smiling as a thought occurred to him.
"Uh, yeah," Harry said, wondering if that was the best thing to say. His lover was still Slytherin. "But you're going off topic."
"I'll make you a deal," Draco said, looking at Harry now with a calculating gleam. "You tell me your naughtiest fantasy, and I will tell you mine."
"That's what you're thinking of?" Harry asked, completely flushing as he moved to sit up. This had the potential to be very embarrassing and hot.
"It relates, trust me," Draco said, grinning now, sensing something fun could come out of this.
"Oh, I never really thought of one, though," Harry mumbled, biting his lip softly, too embarrassed, even with Draco, to admit to anything.
"I know you have at least one," Draco insisted. "Everyone does."
Harry bit his lip harder, looking down at his lap as he thought. "Uhm, remember during the wedding? When we did it, you know, in the loo?"
Draco smirked and nearly growled, making a little sound in the back of his throat. Even the memory was arousing. He nodded.
"And you said that someone was listening ..." Harry went on, feeling his face get impossibly red. "Well ... I liked it when we ... well ... I think it would be hot ... to do it somewhere ... in public again."
"Oh, fuck," Draco said, swallowing hard. It was a good thing they were still naked, he thought, as he felt his cock harden again. "I like that one," he said.
"Me too." Harry was half hard himself, both from just thinking of doing that, and because he hadn't gotten off earlier with Draco. "What's yours?"
"Ever thought of taking Polyjuice?" Draco asked, smirking, plans already forming in his mind.
"For what? During sex?" Harry asked, looking surprised. The only time he had taken it, it had certainly not been about sex.
Draco nodded. "Don't you wonder what it would be like to be a woman and be fucked?"
Harry went silent for a moment, his mouth dropping open. "I never thought of doing that before," he finally said, looking at Draco. "I have used it before, but I was still a bloke."
"You have?" Draco asked, curiosity piqued even more.
Harry nodded, and then remembered why he had used it and worried about how Draco would feel about the fact that he and Ron had tricked him, even back then. But it was too late to take it back ... and Draco would want to know, he was sure.
"Oh, this sounds like a story," Draco grinned.
"First, was that your fantasy? Me Polyjuiced as a woman?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Draco admitted, using the back of his clawed hand to caress down Harry's side.
Harry smiled, moving closer. "Okay, promise we'll do both someday?"
"You would take Polyjuice and let me do that?" Draco asked, stunned. He hadn't actually expected Harry to agree, and certainly not so easily.
"Anything for you," Harry said softly, snuggling close again. "And I have to say, now I'm curious."
Draco was very aroused now, both fantasies in his mind as he caressed Harry's cock. "Oh, yes," he said. "Who should we have you Polyjuice into?"
Harry sighed softly, his hips slowly moving. "That's up to you, really," he murmured.
"Anyone I want?" Draco asked, immediatly going through the list of women whose hair they might have access to -- Hermione, Fleur, maybe Ginny Weasley? Tonks was still his favourite choice and the easiest to get a hair from.
"Anyone you want," Harry said, looking at him. Amused and pleased that he had distracted Draco away from the story of his last Polyjuice experience.
"At this moment, I want you," Draco said, very aroused again and excited by the talk. "I want you to ride me."
Harry smiled, leaning up to kiss Draco before he moved to straddle his lap, excited and happy with their talk. "My beast," Harry replied softly, smiling down at him. "Lube, lube ..." He looked around quickly, spotting the well used tube next to the bed. He leaned forward and reached for it.
Draco licked Harry's chest as the man leaned over him. "Yes," he said. "Make yourself ready for me."
Harry looked down at him for a moment, a few ideas coming to him. "You can help ..."
Draco arched an eyebrow. "Show me," he whispered.
Harry blushed softly, moving up Draco's body again. He turned around and looked back at Draco. "By ... you know," he whispered, hoping he'd get it. No matter how many times they did this, Harry still had trouble asking for it.
Draco chuckled, knowing the wicked things his lover liked. He used the palms of his hands to spread the cheeks of Harry's arse. He took a deep breath, enjoying the musky smell and then used his tongue to lick up the crevice.
Harry sighed, leaning over Draco's body and pressing his arse down a little at the same time. Yes, this was what he wanted.
Draco shuddered, his own cock leaking now as he pressed his strong tongue into the puckered hole of his lover.
Harry moaned loudly, his eyes sliding closed as he felt Draco's tongue slip inside. He loved this, so hot and so dirty.
One of the strange advantages to being half-werewolf was his tongue. It was longer and stronger than a normal human's and he loved to use it on Harry. He wriggled it inside him, thrilled by the noises his lover made in response.
Harry was unbearably hard within seconds, his hips rocking as he tried to fuck himself on Draco's tongue. "Draco," he whimpered, clenching gently.
Draco's fingers tightened on the rounded mounds of his lover's arsecheeks, the claws pressing into skin as he worked his tongue in circles, deeper into his lover.
Harry's back arched when he felt Draco's claws pierce his skin, a loud cry escaping him. "Ah, fuck, Draco ... wait, wait," Harry gasped, already beginning to feel himself tremble and knowing he would come soon.
Draco was completely caught up in what he was doing, reaching his tongue to graze against his lover's prostate.
Harry arched again, biting down hard on his lip as he fought not to come yet. "Draco ... wait," he moaned, even though his body obviously didn't want him to.
Draco froze, finally hearing him. He withdrew his tongue but didn't move yet. "What?" he growled, his voice barely recognisable with his desire.
"I'm gonna come ... if you keep ... doing that," Harry gasped, trying to shift down. "Want you to ... fuck me!"
"Yes," Draco growled, gently releasing Harry but unable to resist a lick at the blood that trickled down his arse.
Harry shuddered, completely forgetting the lube as he moved down Draco's body, straddling him again. He reached back to position Draco's cock before he was pressing down, his head thrown back.
"Ahhh," Draco moaned, shuddering as his cock was enveloped by that tight heat.
Harry gave himself a few moments to adjust once Draco was completely inside him, his breath coming in short pants.
"So fucking beautiful," Draco gasped, reaching for Harry's thighs, claws not piercing yet, just resting against his skin.
Harry began to move slowly at first, his hips rocking before he started to rise and fall, leaning forward so he could brace himself on Draco's legs.
Draco slid his claws along his lover's skin until he gripped his hips. "Fuck me, beautiful," he growled, thrusting up into his lover.
Harry did just what Draco told him, moving faster as he got a rhythm going.
Draco knew what Harry wanted and gave it to him, pressing his claws once again into the flesh of his hips as he got closer to his own orgasm.
It was what Harry needed, his back arching again as his rhythm faltered. "Ah, Draco!"
"Don't stop, close," Draco gasped.
"I won't!" Harry, reaching to wrap a hand around his cock, rocked as hard as he could. "I'm close, too ...."
Draco thrust up again, growling as he filled his lover with his seed, body thrashing under Harry as he did.
Harry came only a few strokes later, groaning and clenching tightly around Draco's cock.
Draco shuddered and moaned with the aftershocks of his release. He carefully withdrew his claws and licked the blood from them.
Harry shuddered as well, falling back on Draco with a small sigh. "I love you," he said.
Draco laughed happily, wrapping his arms around Harry. "I love you," he echoed. He lay panting for a couple minutes and then smiled wickedly. "So tell me about the time you used Polyjuice ...."