Daddy's Little Dragon

My Father, My Lover

It had been about two years since Narcissa had caught Lucius and Draco in bed together and about one year since she had come to grips with the fact that she couldn’t stop them. It took Draco sneaking into the bed both she and her husband were sleeping in then sliding onto Lucius’ cock to ride them both to climax while she slept to come to this conclusion. After that day she left them alone, hoping they realized what they were doing, because she certainly had no clue.

Draco was about to leave for his sixth year at Hogwarts, Lucius had been released from Azkaban shortly after he had been caught, and she was desperately trying to make herself scarce. She locked herself in her rooms and refused to come out at night, not even for a nightcap; she made the house elves being the liquor to her. As it was, she was blissfully unaware of just what went on in her husband’s rooms, and she loved it that way.

Lucius and Draco were lying in bed, as usual, facing each other as they kissed and touched. Draco moaned as his father’s hand stroked his cock and he thrust into the touch, begging for more.

“Daddy, fuck me,” he said breathily.

Lucius paused, coming to a decision, “Dragon, Daddy wants you inside him this time.”

Draco practically shot up out of the bed at his father’s words; Daddy always topped, “Me?”

The man chuckled, “Yes, you. Who did you think I was referring to?”

The young man glared half-heartedly at his Daddy and moved closer, placing soft kisses on his neck, “You want me to top, then?”

“I believe that’s what I said, yes,” he said in an amused tone.

“I think I can manage that,” Draco said huskily.

Now, let it be known that Draco had topped, though not with Lucius. What Draco did while at school was for him to know; Lucius wanted to know nothing of the other people Draco slept with even though he was aware there were others. And even though he knew Draco fucked other people, he was quite confident that he was the only one who had ever been inside his Dragon. That thought alone made it ok that Draco had been with other people.

Lucius moved to lay on his back with Draco to his side, half draped over him. He moaned and arched up when the gentle fingers caressed his chest, playing with his nipples until they were hard peaks, then moving down to play with the trail of hair that led to the patch around his cock. Draco definitely knew what he was doing and Lucius wasn’t sorry about that one bit.

His hand moved lower, gently pushing his father’s legs apart so his hand could move between them, then it moved further, touching his father’s entrance for the first time ever. Lucius took in a sharp breath as Draco’s finger breached him; he hadn’t been with anyone in this sense for years. Yes, he had fucked other people when Draco was away at school and yes, he’d been on the bottom before, but ever since he and Draco had become intimate he hadn’t let anyone else touch him there; it was all for Draco.

The sixteen year old wiggled his finger around, smirking slightly at the gasp he got from his father, then pushed another finger in as well. He scissored them gently, hoping he was doing everything right. Although he had done this plenty of times with other people, this was his first time doing it with Daddy and he was very nervous that he wouldn’t be good enough.

Lucius moaned as the third finger entered him, pressing back on his son’s hand as his back arched. Draco leaned in to kiss him as he stretched his entrance, eventually adding another finger, just to make sure. By this time, Lucius was practically incoherent with need and was begging.

“Please, Draco. Fuck me, now. I want you so bad,” he gasped out, looking into his son’s eyes.

The words hit the young man like a ton of bricks. He clumsily got between his father’s legs and nervously pushed into him, biting his lip and closing his eyes tight in case he was doing something wrong or hurting Daddy. Lucius reached a hand up and caressed his Dragon’s face wondering what was wrong.

“Hey, what’s wrong, baby?” He asked concernedly.

Draco opened his eyes and looked down into the silver pools below him, “I don’t want to hurt you, Daddy. And I don’t want you to think I’m bad at this; I want it to be good for you.”

Lucius almost cried at those words, pulling Draco close, “You could never be bad at this and you won’t hurt me. As long as it’s you, it will be better than good,” he whispered in his ear, words from long ago, “Daddy just wants to make you feel good, baby.”

The young man pushed the rest of the way into his father and waited a few moments for him to adjust. Once he was finally ready, Draco started up a steady pace. His hand stroked Daddy’s cock while the other held his hip. Lucius had both legs wrapped around Draco’s waist and his head was thrown back in ecstasy; he had forgotten just how good it felt to have someone inside him. Of course, no one had ever felt like Draco did.

They moved as one, moaning and gasping, telling each other how good it felt. This was what they had been waiting for all their lives. They were now complete in every way. Lucius had been making love to Draco for years and now Draco was returning the favor. It was the most wonderful thing he had ever experienced; other than the very first time he had slid into Draco, which was like Heaven.

As they both began to reach their peaks, Draco’s hand and thrusts sped up. He began almost pounding into his father with abandon, but slowed slightly as to continue making love to him. Lucius pulled Draco down to kiss him deeply, bucking his hips to meet every thrust; moving onto the cock inside him then into the hand stroking him. Within a few more minutes, they were both cumming.

Lucius went first, crying out Draco’s name as his body shook from the intense feeling of his climax. Draco followed soon after, pushing into the tight, constricting hole a few more times before crying out his release and collapsing on top of his father. Daddy’s arms came up to wrap around him, holding him close in the afterglow of their climaxes.

“Dragon, that was the most wonderful thing in the whole world, thank you,” Lucius said in a soft voice laden with tears he refused to let fall.

Draco looked up at him and smiled, “Did I do it right, Daddy?” He said with a cheeky smile.

Lucius laughed, remembering other times that had been said by his precious Dragon, “Yes, baby, you were perfect.”

He pulled the boy’s face to his and captured his lips in a loving kiss before pulling back to whisper, “There is no one else but you.”

The blush spread across Draco’s cheeks before he even realized it was, “I know. And there’s no one else for me but you.”

The man was thrilled that his son had said as much; he knew his Dragon loved him but he was afraid that with all the other people in the boy’s life, he would eventually get tired of being with him and move on. Of course, he should have known better.

Draco snuggled close, after pulling out of Lucius, and buried his face into his father’s neck to breathe in his scent. Lucius pulled him close and relished the time he had with his son instead of thinking of the possible bad things that could happen.

“I love you, Dragon. Sleep well,” he said sleepily as he yawned then kissed the upturned face before closing his eyes.

“Love you too, Daddy,” Draco said before giving him one more kiss and burrowing closer, falling asleep with a huge grin on his face.