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Birthday Sex
A/N: Sigh. For the folks who are still interested :)... sorry this bonus chappie took so long. I wrote and rewrote and rewrote and came up with this. Part of me didn't want to leave this story behind but I hope this is a suitable ending for all of that previous debauchery lol. Thanks for reading!
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I pushed the mashed potatoes around on my plate, restlessly. I was trying to avoid grey eyes. I was trying to be good the way I used to be.
"Are you enjoying your birthday Harry?" Sirius asked lightly. I lifted my eyes and met those of my godfather, light brown with specks of amber flickered lustfully in my direction. How should I respond? Was I supposed to lick my lips? Was that too obvious? I nodded tensely and moved my fingers beneath the table, over my erect member.
"I’m glad Harry, but you seem awfully distant..." Lupin said.
I was trying dammit! I was trying not to climb on top of the kitchen table where I'd been fucked so many times before. I was trying not to finger my cock and make eye contact with Draco or reach into his lap and do the same. I was trying my best not to cum in the middle of dinner, for his sake. For fuck’s sake, I was trying to be good.
"I guess I'm just a little tired," I lied.
Lupin nodded, "You do look tired, Harry. Are you getting enough rest?"
No actually. I stay awake all hours of the night doing unspeakable things.
"Yes," I shoved more mashed potatoes into my mouth and swallowed forcefully.
"Well it is the summer time Harry and I'm sure Sirius wouldn’t mind letting you sleep late," Lupin smiled. He glanced at his best friend and the two exchanged grins. About what? I had no clue. As far as I knew, Sirius never told him he was fucking me.
If I knew otherwise, my act would go right out the window and I would get down on all fours on the kitchen floor. Another place I'd been fucked, quite frequently. I'd let Remus watch. I'd let him witness his best friend’s little boy behaving badly. Hell, if he liked it enough, I'd probably let him join me.
"I've got dessert," Sirius gleamed.
"Mm, I hope it's what I think it is..." Draco spoke. I knew he was thinking something nasty. I could not look at him because if I was craving sex this badly I was certain he was one step away from dragging me upstairs.
"Not exactly," Sirius grinned and headed to the kitchen counter.
"So Malfoy..." Lupin began awkwardly, the presence of the blond still struck him as odd," You say you're er...dating Harry?"
No not this conversation. I put my head down, already uncomfortable. I didn't know which one of them would embarrass me more.
"I'm in love with him," Malfoy said. Lupin choked on his wine and so far Draco was the clear winner.
"I see...er… well I know a little something about young love," Lupin recovered wiping his chin with a napkin.
"What do you know about it Remus?" Sirius returned to the table, my eyes lingered on his too tight to be decent black t-shirt. He carried a small cake with pink and green frosting, whipped cream and cherries along the top. This did nothing for my naughty streak. I knew what I had to do to get rid of Lupin. I just wasn't certain I should do it because I had no animosity towards Lupin. I loved the man and I was ecstatic that he had shown up to throw me a birthday dinner, but still it was different with him around. I had to be the old Harry, the decent Harry. The Harry that ate food at the kitchen table. Not cock.
“I know that it is very exciting the first time you fall in love…” Lupin smiled gazing at me, like I was the love sick one. He didn’t know the half of it.
"I’m going to use the restroom," I said abruptly, and I stood concealing my erection behind my belt.
I hurried out of the room and headed into the nearest bathroom. I slammed the door behind me and sighed unzipping my pants, I began using my fingers to slowly message away the tension. About ten minutes later I was near my peak when the bathroom door opened and Sirius slipped inside.
"It’s been awhile Harry," he smirked and approached me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my ear. I could feel his hardness pressed up against my bottom and he watched me in the bathroom mirror.
"Mm, I didn't know you were that horny," he whispered in my ear.
I nodded and I tugged my pants down below my ass.
"You want it right now?" he asked.
"Yess," I hissed. My reflection was not recognizable, not even to me. Sirius grinned and slid two fingers inside of my ass. I gripped hard at both sides of the bathroom sink.
"Ten more minutes Harry… and then we go to bed for the night..." his fingers were probing at my hole and I began moaning loudly.
"I want it now Sirius," I whined, "I want him to watch..."
Sirius dipped in and out faster, "Remember what I told you earlier, Harry. Be nice."
"Fuck nice, I want to be naughty. It’s my birthday," I groaned, riding his fingers. Sirius pulled out of me and held those same fingers to my lips. I wet them so that they were dripping with my saliva. He grinned and slid them back inside of me.
"Ten minutes you pretty boy, just have cake...and be nice... If you don't, I think James would want me to give you another spanking..."
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I gripped the pillow beneath my head. My eyes finally found the soft grey I’d avoided earlier. Draco was tracing his finger nails against my arms so lightly I had goosebumps. “You are beautiful,” he whispered. I shut my eyes and took a deep, shaky breath.
Focus.
“Please keep those gorgeous eyes me…” Draco purred brushing my hair back with his delicate fingers. I opened my eyes slowly. Draco’s head was propped up on his hand; his platinum blond hair fell between his fingers and into his silver eyes. The moonlight radiated off of his skin so perfectly it was as if he was literally glowing. In my twisted mind it was like I was gazing into the eyes of an angel, and if that was the case, I probably appeared quite filthy and debauched.
I shivered. It was an intense full body thing that made me gasp out loud.
“How does it feel?” Draco asked. My mind was still trying to grasp the meaning of the words he said to me.
It was almost impossible for me to function with Sirius’ pulsing length pressed deep inside of me, unmoving. I shuddered again.
“Do you like your birthday gift Harry?” Sirius’ voice was raspy and his breath was hot against my ear. Instinctively my back arched and I pressed my head back against him, groaning loudly. It was like a reflex. Sirius responded by pushing deeper until I was entirely filled up. I didn’t want the feeling to go away. I wanted to fall asleep with him throbbing in me. I wanted him to sleep inside of me every night for the rest of the summer.
Sirius fingered my hair gently, “I’ll be right back Harry,” he murmured. I nodded weakly as he emptied out of me. He slid out of the bed and I panted climbing up on top of Draco. He wrapped his arms around my waist and he pushed three fingers inside of me, a poor replacement for the feeling Sirius was giving me.
“Do you want more?" he asked, his heart was pounding.
“Y-yes…” I breathed hotly.
“No screaming tonight Potter, you’ll wake that bloody portrait again,” Draco chuckled softly.
“I won’t…” I grinned.
It was just about 10 pm on July 31st and at first I didn’t feel much older, but then I remembered that on my last birthday I was a virgin. If there was any hope for me to return to that virginal innocent state it was dashed away by the way things I’d done over the past couple of weeks.
Living with Malfoy was tumultuous to say the least. Draco had been wearing on my nerves and something told me he enjoyed doing it. We fought constantly, mostly because he was a neat freak and I had a way of doing things that didn’t mesh well with those types of people. At all.
He had been after me about absolutely everything. He needed sheets washed and rewashed, clothes folded and placed neatly into a drawer. He hated the way I kept the bathroom, the bedroom, and he refused to let me into the kitchen though I insisted that I was a very capable cook. He shouted at me when me when I used up the last of his shampoo.
How was I supposed to know how expensive it was?
And he was positively horrified to find that Kreacher did not listen to anything Sirius said.
“If it was my house he would be punished…” Malfoy would grumble irritated and I’d roll my eyes. But as much as we fought... we fucked a whole lot more. I was so used to the feeling that I was starting to forget what it felt like without a cock inside of some part of my body.
Needless to say my sexuality was scaring me. It was overwhelming and I feared it was something unnatural, but Sirius told me it was healthy to feel this way. He said at my age he wasn’t surprised the two of us were fucking like rabbits.
My godfather admitted he’d had a crush on my dad, and though he insisted he never acted upon it, sometimes when he looked at me, the eerie thought of him riding my father would enter my depraved mind. It was strange the way the idea turned me on. Draco assured me it was a product of my newfound exhibitionism.
Sirius strolled slowly back to the bed, he was nude and he carried a hard covered book in his hands. It was open and he was reading intently by the light of his wand.
He settled down on the bed and rested his back against the headboard. The book was familiar. Fred and George had given it to me for my birthday.
“This is interesting…” he said quietly.
“What’s interesting?” Draco inquired; I was resting my head on his chest. I could feel the vibration of his voice as he spoke. He ran his finger tips over the length of my spine.
"How well do you know his body Draco?" Sirius posed.
I tensed up, “Why?” I asked.
Draco stilled his probing fingers, "Well..." Draco began.
I sat up on his lap and glared. The book was called Sex and Magic: A Guide to Pleasing Your Wizard. I had flushed so red when I opened it I was certain my head would explode from the sudden rush of blood.
“Don’t look at me that way Potter… I know you want to try it…” Draco grinned. As usual he was right, from the beginning he had me pegged for a nasty boy.
"According to this you have to bring him as close to orgasm as possible without letting him finish...twice. The third time’s a charm,” Sirius looked up smirking, “if you let him cum, the magic inside of him will activate and make the feeling so intense that it can last for up to an hour."
"That is wicked," Draco said gleefully.
"I’ll die," I choked and I was certain that I would. I could hardly stand the 20-60 seconds of a standard orgasm. Being in that constant state of ecstasy for so long would probably kill me.
"You have to know his body very well, though," Sirius ignored my statement, "We have to bring him to the brink each time or it won't work when he finally cums..."
Draco gave me a self important glance and sighed, "I can do it Sirius... I can tell by the sounds he makes."
"Don’t I get a say in this?" I scowled.
“It will feel good Harry, it will be the best birthday you’ve ever had,” Sirius promised, he stroked the side of my cheek with his palm.
I heaved a heavy sigh, “Fine,” I mumbled.
"Good," Sirius smiled, "we’ll probably have to bind your hands so you don’t try to touch yourself and ruin everything.” Sirius said. I shrugged and he pulled out his wand, binding my hands behind my back.
With that they set about in an attempt to cause me so much pleasure I would probably end up in tears.
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Draco smothered me in flavored lube. The lube altered flavor with every person it was applied to, another naughty gift from the twins. Sirius sat me up on his lap and he began to move inside of me in a steady rhythmic motion. Draco placed his mouth over my cock. His silver hair spilled into his eyes shimmering stunningly. I felt him swirl his tongue over me and I let out a series of cries as the sensations began to spread throughout my entire body.
I stretched and arched into him, while adjusting to the feeling of Sirius’ length thrusting inside of me. Before I knew it, I was coming… almost coming.
As promised Draco knew my body very well and just as my toes curled up and my fingers clenched...
“Stop Sirius!” he commanded and Sirius jerked abruptly ending his movements. I cried out in distress and Draco attempted to soothe me.
"You taste like a strawberry banana smoothie,” the Slytherin smirked referring to the taste of the lubricant. He danced his fingers over the side of my cheek.
I felt like punching him in the face… continuously.
My body was throwing a fit. Sirius pulled out and I felt completely empty.
One touch... and I would go off. Draco made sure that this didn't happen. He teased my hair and kissed my mouth. Sirius sucked on the tender spots of my neck. Both of them avoided my most erogenous areas until my desperate screams turned to into whimpers and moans. And I was no longer skating the edge of my climax.
Sirius repositioned me so that I was on my knees with my head rested on the pillow in front of me and my ass in the air. There was silence, but for the sounds of my whimpering. I was just about to call out to see if they were still present when Sirius’ rough hand smacked my bare bottom. I screamed.
“Such a naughty boy,” Sirius purred in my ear. He smacked me open palmed, again and again.
“You have been act-ing like a lit-tle slut…hav-en’t you?” he smacked me with every syllable and I cried out into the feather pillow.
“You’d let us put anything in that desperate, eager hole wouldn’t you Harry?” Sirius hissed. I heard the titillating sound of Malfoy panting with excitement. It was insane that I could derive so much pleasure from this humiliating act.
“You let your teachers fuck you. You let your godfather fuck you. Hell, I bet you’d even let James fuck you, wouldn’t you? Your own father, you filthy whore…” Sirius continued.
My ass was stinging, “YES!” I cried. I wasn’t exactly sure what this word meant or why I was saying it but I couldn’t stop screaming it.
“You tease everyone with that tight little ass…and I think you ought to be punished…” Sirius was no longer spanking me, instead he kneaded the tender flesh of my bum softly, so that I found myself grinding into his movements.
Then I heard the perverse buzzing sound of the vibrator.
“It’s okay Sirius…Harry just likes cock,” It was Draco’s snarky biting voice now, “He craves it, he dreams about it. Filling him, fucking him, choking him…” Draco brushed the toy against my face and I shuddered. “That’s right you pretty whore, even a fake cock gets you off…”
I was shaking in anticipation as he dragged it over the length of my body so slowly. The vibration tickled me making my body jerk sporadically. He stopped the toy right at the cleft of my entrance.
“You want it don’t you?” Sirius’ voice rang out this time. I couldn’t respond in words.
“Tell me what you want Harry… beg me for it… tell me how you craved it all through dinner,” Draco panted dipping it against the entrance.
I screamed out urgently and Draco took that opportunity to shove it inside of me.
“Do you like that Potter?” Draco asked, he was varying the movements from slow steady thrusts to frantic sharp jabs and then back to slow again. Sirius’ talented hands moved underneath to grip at my cock.
“Look at how well you take big cock in that tight little hole?” Sirius purred, “Who knew you were so talented?”
I clenched so hard around that toy I thought my bottom would never let it go. I felt the sensation of orgasm building again but this time it was slower and more powerful than before. I felt tingling spread throughout my body. My voice was becoming hoarse and something was sparking inside of me.
"Draco I think it's working... should we stop?" Sirius gasped, he was moving so fast up and down my length.
"No not yet..." Draco choked. My heart was pounding so rapidly I imagined I would go into cardiac arrest. I screamed bucking my hips back and forth from one sensation to the other. I vaguely heard the echo of the portrait of Sirius' mother responding over my own desperate cries.
“Okay stop!!!” Draco shouted weakly and somewhere in the back of my mind his shaky tone got me excited. He was as close to the edge as I was. I just needed one touch.
God please... just one touch.
I screamed and thrashed violently at the withdrawal of sensations for the second time.
“Calm down Harry,” Sirius cooed trying to relax my tense, jerking body. I cried out in silent scratchy screams. It was a couple minutes this time before the intensity began to let up.
I started moaning quietly. Sirius pulled out his wand and freed me from my bonds. I stumbled pushing myself up off of the bed. My body was already sore and I knew I would really feel it tomorrow.
“Finish…Draco,” Sirius murmured, he sounded drained and he took his cock into his hands stroking himself eagerly. Draco approached me and his misty grey eyes were unrecognizable. His whole body appeared to be on the brink and I knew just three or four good thrusts would drag the climax out of both of us. He helped me off of the bed and I got to my feet. I stammered about for just a moment and he brought me down to the shaggy carpet on the floor below.
I rested on my back and he crawled up the length of my body. His creamy alabaster skin was shimmering in a light sheen of sweat. I gripped his arms feeling the muscles flex beneath my palms. He lifted my legs and penetrated me hard, deep, fast.
This time, during the build up, something inside of me did spark. I was on fire. My skin burned so completely that even my eyelids felt the tingle. Draco was slamming into me harder than he ever had before. The shag carpet was scratching my back like the feeling sandpaper against the skin, but this just added to the wickedness of the sensation that plunged through my veins.
My orgasm began to ignite. It was an orgasm that was being pumped out from my heart into my bloodstream, circulating throughout every inch of my body. My back arched up off of the floor and my head slammed roughly against it. I gripped Draco so hard my nails dug into his back. With that, I felt Draco’s heated seed pouring inside of me and the gate of my climax busted open.
I began to release; my seed spewed out all over his chest and mine. It was so much more than usual and even when I stopped spilling my body kept reacting; it erupted and spasmed repeatedly. I would have been screaming if I had any voice left to do so. I was exhausted but my muscles were taut and my body was pulsing with wave after wave of constant euphoria.
Draco gripped me tightly trying to help me cope but all I could do was scream. Forever and ever…and ever. My body jerked so unnaturally and I knew I would die. I tried to explain this to Draco but words failed. All I could do was shudder and release my phantom scream.
“It’s okay,” Draco whispered again and again hugging me close. His fingers ghosted up and down the curve of my spine. My eyes were filling with tears of pure pleasure.
Orgasms should never last this long. No one should ever feel this good… this tense… for so long. Every minute I thought I was calming down, every minute I thought the intensity was fading and then I felt myself convulsing in ecstasy again. It was the kind of pleasure that bordered the pleasure/pain threshold. The kind of pleasure that some might consider torture…
It took about 40 minutes for the feeling to truly ease. Draco held me in his arms his chest was rising and falling slowly against my heaving frantic gasps.
“It’s okay, love,” he purred, but that was easy for him to say, he wasn’t drenched in sweat. His muscles weren’t sore from flexing and contracting so frequently. He hadn’t screamed himself hoarse. Sirius was relaxed on the other side of me he was combing my hair lightly with his fingers.
“D-don’t-- I don’t-- ever w-want that again…” I choked into Draco’s chest.
He laughed, “You say that now… but you are just so gorgeous when you're coming...like that. Do you know you’ve got me hard all over again?”
“I w-will k-kill you if you c-come near m-me with t-that thing,” my voice was nothing but a hoarse whisper.
They both laughed but I was hardly joking.
Sirius stood up, “I’m going to take a quick shower then,” he smiled. I rolled over as the feeling dissipated further. I rested on the bed shivering and Draco tapped me gently. I gazed up at him.
"I have another gift for you and you are not allowed to return it, Potter," Draco snapped coolly. He placed a neatly wrapped package into my palm. I looked at him confused.
“W-what the hell?” my ghost of a voice hissed. “I only g-got you a c-card and you agreed to do the same t-thing you ass..." I shuddered dramatically, as another wave of orgasm pulsed through me.
"Shut up and open it," he said.
I shot him a glare. "If it's expensive D-draco, I will h-hurt you," I snapped. I unwrapped the box and I gasped when I saw what was inside. "Draco no!! No! I do not want this," I shoved it back at him.
"You don't even know how much it costs, Potter" he said lifting the pristine wristwatch from its box. "It’s white gold and the goblins wielded it specially," Draco said proudly. He unfastened it and reached for my shaking wrist.
"Draco no!" I pulled away from him truly upset.
"What’s wrong Harry?" Sirius stalked out of the bathroom and grabbed his towel.
"He bought me an expensive wristwatch Sirius!" I stammered irritated.
Sirius approached us and eyed the gift, "Wow that’s fine quality. Now… what's the problem?"
"That’s what I'd like to know," Draco glared at me.
I gave him an incredulous look, "I only got you a card Draco! You promised me you would not do this!"
"I love you Harry Potter, and I make grand gestures to show my affection. It's who I am. Don’t try to make me change," he said smoothly.
"Draco everything I own, is not worth that much," I said weakly.
"That’s not true," he shrugged and he reached for my wrist again. I gave in reluctantly eyeing the gift as he clasped it around my wrist. It fit perfectly. It wasn't gaudy or extravagant because he knew I’d never go for that, but at the same time you could tell that it was expensive.
"If you really hate it we can go pick out something better tomorrow," he kissed my cheek and I shivered. I bit my tongue to hold back the stinging pain filling my throat.
"I don't hate it...it’s perfect..." I said bitterly, "and I hate you."
“I know,” he smirked.
I hated him because he knew it was perfect-- for me. And he knew he was perfect-- to me. God, I didn't hate him at all. Those feelings I'd suppressed last year were resurfacing only this time they were more intense than they were before.
But I'd be damned if I let him know that. Not yet anyway.
He wrapped his arms around me. “I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful relationship,” he grinned against my cheek. It was a stupid, corny statement but it made me feel warm and beautiful all the same.
“Well if nothing else it should be interesting…” I sighed.
“And sexy…” he nipped at my earlobe.
“Yea… that…” I closed my eyes and drifted peacefully to sleep.
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Draco POV
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Professor Snape was at a loss for words. He looked at me and inhaled deeply.
“I have never heard of a more dysfunctional relationship in all my life!” he snapped. Harry and I exchanged grins.
“Get out of my office both of you,” he growled. I stood up and stretched; Harry walked over to me and placed a kiss on my cheek which caused me to melt. He gripped my hand and we were just at the doorway when Snape spoke again.
“I expect to see you both in my chambers tomorrow night. I think a proper punishment is in order for your messing with B-Black,” Snape stood rigid, his lips pressed together in a thin line.
Harry smiled and I knew he was already anxious. “Yes sir.”
"Besides if you're both so interested in sex magic I know a few potions that would have you so wild, Black would probably runaway with his tail between his legs," Snape continued.
"We'll see you tomorrow then..." I grinned. He nodded curtly and Harry and I walked out of his office. He squeezed my hand and I knew what the gentle movement meant. He didn’t have to say he loved me. I could feel it radiating throughout every part of him. We walked in comfortable silence, hand in hand down the empty corridor and somehow I was content with the idea of forever being just like this…
END
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A/N: Got a bit fluffy at the end but I thought it was good. I am sad to not write this anymore but I guess I'll move on. Thanks for sticking with me through all this. I hope you enjoyed reading! Lemme know what you thought about it :)
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I pushed the mashed potatoes around on my plate, restlessly. I was trying to avoid grey eyes. I was trying to be good the way I used to be.
"Are you enjoying your birthday Harry?" Sirius asked lightly. I lifted my eyes and met those of my godfather, light brown with specks of amber flickered lustfully in my direction. How should I respond? Was I supposed to lick my lips? Was that too obvious? I nodded tensely and moved my fingers beneath the table, over my erect member.
"I’m glad Harry, but you seem awfully distant..." Lupin said.
I was trying dammit! I was trying not to climb on top of the kitchen table where I'd been fucked so many times before. I was trying not to finger my cock and make eye contact with Draco or reach into his lap and do the same. I was trying my best not to cum in the middle of dinner, for his sake. For fuck’s sake, I was trying to be good.
"I guess I'm just a little tired," I lied.
Lupin nodded, "You do look tired, Harry. Are you getting enough rest?"
No actually. I stay awake all hours of the night doing unspeakable things.
"Yes," I shoved more mashed potatoes into my mouth and swallowed forcefully.
"Well it is the summer time Harry and I'm sure Sirius wouldn’t mind letting you sleep late," Lupin smiled. He glanced at his best friend and the two exchanged grins. About what? I had no clue. As far as I knew, Sirius never told him he was fucking me.
If I knew otherwise, my act would go right out the window and I would get down on all fours on the kitchen floor. Another place I'd been fucked, quite frequently. I'd let Remus watch. I'd let him witness his best friend’s little boy behaving badly. Hell, if he liked it enough, I'd probably let him join me.
"I've got dessert," Sirius gleamed.
"Mm, I hope it's what I think it is..." Draco spoke. I knew he was thinking something nasty. I could not look at him because if I was craving sex this badly I was certain he was one step away from dragging me upstairs.
"Not exactly," Sirius grinned and headed to the kitchen counter.
"So Malfoy..." Lupin began awkwardly, the presence of the blond still struck him as odd," You say you're er...dating Harry?"
No not this conversation. I put my head down, already uncomfortable. I didn't know which one of them would embarrass me more.
"I'm in love with him," Malfoy said. Lupin choked on his wine and so far Draco was the clear winner.
"I see...er… well I know a little something about young love," Lupin recovered wiping his chin with a napkin.
"What do you know about it Remus?" Sirius returned to the table, my eyes lingered on his too tight to be decent black t-shirt. He carried a small cake with pink and green frosting, whipped cream and cherries along the top. This did nothing for my naughty streak. I knew what I had to do to get rid of Lupin. I just wasn't certain I should do it because I had no animosity towards Lupin. I loved the man and I was ecstatic that he had shown up to throw me a birthday dinner, but still it was different with him around. I had to be the old Harry, the decent Harry. The Harry that ate food at the kitchen table. Not cock.
“I know that it is very exciting the first time you fall in love…” Lupin smiled gazing at me, like I was the love sick one. He didn’t know the half of it.
"I’m going to use the restroom," I said abruptly, and I stood concealing my erection behind my belt.
I hurried out of the room and headed into the nearest bathroom. I slammed the door behind me and sighed unzipping my pants, I began using my fingers to slowly message away the tension. About ten minutes later I was near my peak when the bathroom door opened and Sirius slipped inside.
"It’s been awhile Harry," he smirked and approached me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my ear. I could feel his hardness pressed up against my bottom and he watched me in the bathroom mirror.
"Mm, I didn't know you were that horny," he whispered in my ear.
I nodded and I tugged my pants down below my ass.
"You want it right now?" he asked.
"Yess," I hissed. My reflection was not recognizable, not even to me. Sirius grinned and slid two fingers inside of my ass. I gripped hard at both sides of the bathroom sink.
"Ten more minutes Harry… and then we go to bed for the night..." his fingers were probing at my hole and I began moaning loudly.
"I want it now Sirius," I whined, "I want him to watch..."
Sirius dipped in and out faster, "Remember what I told you earlier, Harry. Be nice."
"Fuck nice, I want to be naughty. It’s my birthday," I groaned, riding his fingers. Sirius pulled out of me and held those same fingers to my lips. I wet them so that they were dripping with my saliva. He grinned and slid them back inside of me.
"Ten minutes you pretty boy, just have cake...and be nice... If you don't, I think James would want me to give you another spanking..."
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I gripped the pillow beneath my head. My eyes finally found the soft grey I’d avoided earlier. Draco was tracing his finger nails against my arms so lightly I had goosebumps. “You are beautiful,” he whispered. I shut my eyes and took a deep, shaky breath.
Focus.
“Please keep those gorgeous eyes me…” Draco purred brushing my hair back with his delicate fingers. I opened my eyes slowly. Draco’s head was propped up on his hand; his platinum blond hair fell between his fingers and into his silver eyes. The moonlight radiated off of his skin so perfectly it was as if he was literally glowing. In my twisted mind it was like I was gazing into the eyes of an angel, and if that was the case, I probably appeared quite filthy and debauched.
I shivered. It was an intense full body thing that made me gasp out loud.
“How does it feel?” Draco asked. My mind was still trying to grasp the meaning of the words he said to me.
It was almost impossible for me to function with Sirius’ pulsing length pressed deep inside of me, unmoving. I shuddered again.
“Do you like your birthday gift Harry?” Sirius’ voice was raspy and his breath was hot against my ear. Instinctively my back arched and I pressed my head back against him, groaning loudly. It was like a reflex. Sirius responded by pushing deeper until I was entirely filled up. I didn’t want the feeling to go away. I wanted to fall asleep with him throbbing in me. I wanted him to sleep inside of me every night for the rest of the summer.
Sirius fingered my hair gently, “I’ll be right back Harry,” he murmured. I nodded weakly as he emptied out of me. He slid out of the bed and I panted climbing up on top of Draco. He wrapped his arms around my waist and he pushed three fingers inside of me, a poor replacement for the feeling Sirius was giving me.
“Do you want more?" he asked, his heart was pounding.
“Y-yes…” I breathed hotly.
“No screaming tonight Potter, you’ll wake that bloody portrait again,” Draco chuckled softly.
“I won’t…” I grinned.
It was just about 10 pm on July 31st and at first I didn’t feel much older, but then I remembered that on my last birthday I was a virgin. If there was any hope for me to return to that virginal innocent state it was dashed away by the way things I’d done over the past couple of weeks.
Living with Malfoy was tumultuous to say the least. Draco had been wearing on my nerves and something told me he enjoyed doing it. We fought constantly, mostly because he was a neat freak and I had a way of doing things that didn’t mesh well with those types of people. At all.
He had been after me about absolutely everything. He needed sheets washed and rewashed, clothes folded and placed neatly into a drawer. He hated the way I kept the bathroom, the bedroom, and he refused to let me into the kitchen though I insisted that I was a very capable cook. He shouted at me when me when I used up the last of his shampoo.
How was I supposed to know how expensive it was?
And he was positively horrified to find that Kreacher did not listen to anything Sirius said.
“If it was my house he would be punished…” Malfoy would grumble irritated and I’d roll my eyes. But as much as we fought... we fucked a whole lot more. I was so used to the feeling that I was starting to forget what it felt like without a cock inside of some part of my body.
Needless to say my sexuality was scaring me. It was overwhelming and I feared it was something unnatural, but Sirius told me it was healthy to feel this way. He said at my age he wasn’t surprised the two of us were fucking like rabbits.
My godfather admitted he’d had a crush on my dad, and though he insisted he never acted upon it, sometimes when he looked at me, the eerie thought of him riding my father would enter my depraved mind. It was strange the way the idea turned me on. Draco assured me it was a product of my newfound exhibitionism.
Sirius strolled slowly back to the bed, he was nude and he carried a hard covered book in his hands. It was open and he was reading intently by the light of his wand.
He settled down on the bed and rested his back against the headboard. The book was familiar. Fred and George had given it to me for my birthday.
“This is interesting…” he said quietly.
“What’s interesting?” Draco inquired; I was resting my head on his chest. I could feel the vibration of his voice as he spoke. He ran his finger tips over the length of my spine.
"How well do you know his body Draco?" Sirius posed.
I tensed up, “Why?” I asked.
Draco stilled his probing fingers, "Well..." Draco began.
I sat up on his lap and glared. The book was called Sex and Magic: A Guide to Pleasing Your Wizard. I had flushed so red when I opened it I was certain my head would explode from the sudden rush of blood.
“Don’t look at me that way Potter… I know you want to try it…” Draco grinned. As usual he was right, from the beginning he had me pegged for a nasty boy.
"According to this you have to bring him as close to orgasm as possible without letting him finish...twice. The third time’s a charm,” Sirius looked up smirking, “if you let him cum, the magic inside of him will activate and make the feeling so intense that it can last for up to an hour."
"That is wicked," Draco said gleefully.
"I’ll die," I choked and I was certain that I would. I could hardly stand the 20-60 seconds of a standard orgasm. Being in that constant state of ecstasy for so long would probably kill me.
"You have to know his body very well, though," Sirius ignored my statement, "We have to bring him to the brink each time or it won't work when he finally cums..."
Draco gave me a self important glance and sighed, "I can do it Sirius... I can tell by the sounds he makes."
"Don’t I get a say in this?" I scowled.
“It will feel good Harry, it will be the best birthday you’ve ever had,” Sirius promised, he stroked the side of my cheek with his palm.
I heaved a heavy sigh, “Fine,” I mumbled.
"Good," Sirius smiled, "we’ll probably have to bind your hands so you don’t try to touch yourself and ruin everything.” Sirius said. I shrugged and he pulled out his wand, binding my hands behind my back.
With that they set about in an attempt to cause me so much pleasure I would probably end up in tears.
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Draco smothered me in flavored lube. The lube altered flavor with every person it was applied to, another naughty gift from the twins. Sirius sat me up on his lap and he began to move inside of me in a steady rhythmic motion. Draco placed his mouth over my cock. His silver hair spilled into his eyes shimmering stunningly. I felt him swirl his tongue over me and I let out a series of cries as the sensations began to spread throughout my entire body.
I stretched and arched into him, while adjusting to the feeling of Sirius’ length thrusting inside of me. Before I knew it, I was coming… almost coming.
As promised Draco knew my body very well and just as my toes curled up and my fingers clenched...
“Stop Sirius!” he commanded and Sirius jerked abruptly ending his movements. I cried out in distress and Draco attempted to soothe me.
"You taste like a strawberry banana smoothie,” the Slytherin smirked referring to the taste of the lubricant. He danced his fingers over the side of my cheek.
I felt like punching him in the face… continuously.
My body was throwing a fit. Sirius pulled out and I felt completely empty.
One touch... and I would go off. Draco made sure that this didn't happen. He teased my hair and kissed my mouth. Sirius sucked on the tender spots of my neck. Both of them avoided my most erogenous areas until my desperate screams turned to into whimpers and moans. And I was no longer skating the edge of my climax.
Sirius repositioned me so that I was on my knees with my head rested on the pillow in front of me and my ass in the air. There was silence, but for the sounds of my whimpering. I was just about to call out to see if they were still present when Sirius’ rough hand smacked my bare bottom. I screamed.
“Such a naughty boy,” Sirius purred in my ear. He smacked me open palmed, again and again.
“You have been act-ing like a lit-tle slut…hav-en’t you?” he smacked me with every syllable and I cried out into the feather pillow.
“You’d let us put anything in that desperate, eager hole wouldn’t you Harry?” Sirius hissed. I heard the titillating sound of Malfoy panting with excitement. It was insane that I could derive so much pleasure from this humiliating act.
“You let your teachers fuck you. You let your godfather fuck you. Hell, I bet you’d even let James fuck you, wouldn’t you? Your own father, you filthy whore…” Sirius continued.
My ass was stinging, “YES!” I cried. I wasn’t exactly sure what this word meant or why I was saying it but I couldn’t stop screaming it.
“You tease everyone with that tight little ass…and I think you ought to be punished…” Sirius was no longer spanking me, instead he kneaded the tender flesh of my bum softly, so that I found myself grinding into his movements.
Then I heard the perverse buzzing sound of the vibrator.
“It’s okay Sirius…Harry just likes cock,” It was Draco’s snarky biting voice now, “He craves it, he dreams about it. Filling him, fucking him, choking him…” Draco brushed the toy against my face and I shuddered. “That’s right you pretty whore, even a fake cock gets you off…”
I was shaking in anticipation as he dragged it over the length of my body so slowly. The vibration tickled me making my body jerk sporadically. He stopped the toy right at the cleft of my entrance.
“You want it don’t you?” Sirius’ voice rang out this time. I couldn’t respond in words.
“Tell me what you want Harry… beg me for it… tell me how you craved it all through dinner,” Draco panted dipping it against the entrance.
I screamed out urgently and Draco took that opportunity to shove it inside of me.
“Do you like that Potter?” Draco asked, he was varying the movements from slow steady thrusts to frantic sharp jabs and then back to slow again. Sirius’ talented hands moved underneath to grip at my cock.
“Look at how well you take big cock in that tight little hole?” Sirius purred, “Who knew you were so talented?”
I clenched so hard around that toy I thought my bottom would never let it go. I felt the sensation of orgasm building again but this time it was slower and more powerful than before. I felt tingling spread throughout my body. My voice was becoming hoarse and something was sparking inside of me.
"Draco I think it's working... should we stop?" Sirius gasped, he was moving so fast up and down my length.
"No not yet..." Draco choked. My heart was pounding so rapidly I imagined I would go into cardiac arrest. I screamed bucking my hips back and forth from one sensation to the other. I vaguely heard the echo of the portrait of Sirius' mother responding over my own desperate cries.
“Okay stop!!!” Draco shouted weakly and somewhere in the back of my mind his shaky tone got me excited. He was as close to the edge as I was. I just needed one touch.
God please... just one touch.
I screamed and thrashed violently at the withdrawal of sensations for the second time.
“Calm down Harry,” Sirius cooed trying to relax my tense, jerking body. I cried out in silent scratchy screams. It was a couple minutes this time before the intensity began to let up.
I started moaning quietly. Sirius pulled out his wand and freed me from my bonds. I stumbled pushing myself up off of the bed. My body was already sore and I knew I would really feel it tomorrow.
“Finish…Draco,” Sirius murmured, he sounded drained and he took his cock into his hands stroking himself eagerly. Draco approached me and his misty grey eyes were unrecognizable. His whole body appeared to be on the brink and I knew just three or four good thrusts would drag the climax out of both of us. He helped me off of the bed and I got to my feet. I stammered about for just a moment and he brought me down to the shaggy carpet on the floor below.
I rested on my back and he crawled up the length of my body. His creamy alabaster skin was shimmering in a light sheen of sweat. I gripped his arms feeling the muscles flex beneath my palms. He lifted my legs and penetrated me hard, deep, fast.
This time, during the build up, something inside of me did spark. I was on fire. My skin burned so completely that even my eyelids felt the tingle. Draco was slamming into me harder than he ever had before. The shag carpet was scratching my back like the feeling sandpaper against the skin, but this just added to the wickedness of the sensation that plunged through my veins.
My orgasm began to ignite. It was an orgasm that was being pumped out from my heart into my bloodstream, circulating throughout every inch of my body. My back arched up off of the floor and my head slammed roughly against it. I gripped Draco so hard my nails dug into his back. With that, I felt Draco’s heated seed pouring inside of me and the gate of my climax busted open.
I began to release; my seed spewed out all over his chest and mine. It was so much more than usual and even when I stopped spilling my body kept reacting; it erupted and spasmed repeatedly. I would have been screaming if I had any voice left to do so. I was exhausted but my muscles were taut and my body was pulsing with wave after wave of constant euphoria.
Draco gripped me tightly trying to help me cope but all I could do was scream. Forever and ever…and ever. My body jerked so unnaturally and I knew I would die. I tried to explain this to Draco but words failed. All I could do was shudder and release my phantom scream.
“It’s okay,” Draco whispered again and again hugging me close. His fingers ghosted up and down the curve of my spine. My eyes were filling with tears of pure pleasure.
Orgasms should never last this long. No one should ever feel this good… this tense… for so long. Every minute I thought I was calming down, every minute I thought the intensity was fading and then I felt myself convulsing in ecstasy again. It was the kind of pleasure that bordered the pleasure/pain threshold. The kind of pleasure that some might consider torture…
It took about 40 minutes for the feeling to truly ease. Draco held me in his arms his chest was rising and falling slowly against my heaving frantic gasps.
“It’s okay, love,” he purred, but that was easy for him to say, he wasn’t drenched in sweat. His muscles weren’t sore from flexing and contracting so frequently. He hadn’t screamed himself hoarse. Sirius was relaxed on the other side of me he was combing my hair lightly with his fingers.
“D-don’t-- I don’t-- ever w-want that again…” I choked into Draco’s chest.
He laughed, “You say that now… but you are just so gorgeous when you're coming...like that. Do you know you’ve got me hard all over again?”
“I w-will k-kill you if you c-come near m-me with t-that thing,” my voice was nothing but a hoarse whisper.
They both laughed but I was hardly joking.
Sirius stood up, “I’m going to take a quick shower then,” he smiled. I rolled over as the feeling dissipated further. I rested on the bed shivering and Draco tapped me gently. I gazed up at him.
"I have another gift for you and you are not allowed to return it, Potter," Draco snapped coolly. He placed a neatly wrapped package into my palm. I looked at him confused.
“W-what the hell?” my ghost of a voice hissed. “I only g-got you a c-card and you agreed to do the same t-thing you ass..." I shuddered dramatically, as another wave of orgasm pulsed through me.
"Shut up and open it," he said.
I shot him a glare. "If it's expensive D-draco, I will h-hurt you," I snapped. I unwrapped the box and I gasped when I saw what was inside. "Draco no!! No! I do not want this," I shoved it back at him.
"You don't even know how much it costs, Potter" he said lifting the pristine wristwatch from its box. "It’s white gold and the goblins wielded it specially," Draco said proudly. He unfastened it and reached for my shaking wrist.
"Draco no!" I pulled away from him truly upset.
"What’s wrong Harry?" Sirius stalked out of the bathroom and grabbed his towel.
"He bought me an expensive wristwatch Sirius!" I stammered irritated.
Sirius approached us and eyed the gift, "Wow that’s fine quality. Now… what's the problem?"
"That’s what I'd like to know," Draco glared at me.
I gave him an incredulous look, "I only got you a card Draco! You promised me you would not do this!"
"I love you Harry Potter, and I make grand gestures to show my affection. It's who I am. Don’t try to make me change," he said smoothly.
"Draco everything I own, is not worth that much," I said weakly.
"That’s not true," he shrugged and he reached for my wrist again. I gave in reluctantly eyeing the gift as he clasped it around my wrist. It fit perfectly. It wasn't gaudy or extravagant because he knew I’d never go for that, but at the same time you could tell that it was expensive.
"If you really hate it we can go pick out something better tomorrow," he kissed my cheek and I shivered. I bit my tongue to hold back the stinging pain filling my throat.
"I don't hate it...it’s perfect..." I said bitterly, "and I hate you."
“I know,” he smirked.
I hated him because he knew it was perfect-- for me. And he knew he was perfect-- to me. God, I didn't hate him at all. Those feelings I'd suppressed last year were resurfacing only this time they were more intense than they were before.
But I'd be damned if I let him know that. Not yet anyway.
He wrapped his arms around me. “I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful relationship,” he grinned against my cheek. It was a stupid, corny statement but it made me feel warm and beautiful all the same.
“Well if nothing else it should be interesting…” I sighed.
“And sexy…” he nipped at my earlobe.
“Yea… that…” I closed my eyes and drifted peacefully to sleep.
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Draco POV
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Professor Snape was at a loss for words. He looked at me and inhaled deeply.
“I have never heard of a more dysfunctional relationship in all my life!” he snapped. Harry and I exchanged grins.
“Get out of my office both of you,” he growled. I stood up and stretched; Harry walked over to me and placed a kiss on my cheek which caused me to melt. He gripped my hand and we were just at the doorway when Snape spoke again.
“I expect to see you both in my chambers tomorrow night. I think a proper punishment is in order for your messing with B-Black,” Snape stood rigid, his lips pressed together in a thin line.
Harry smiled and I knew he was already anxious. “Yes sir.”
"Besides if you're both so interested in sex magic I know a few potions that would have you so wild, Black would probably runaway with his tail between his legs," Snape continued.
"We'll see you tomorrow then..." I grinned. He nodded curtly and Harry and I walked out of his office. He squeezed my hand and I knew what the gentle movement meant. He didn’t have to say he loved me. I could feel it radiating throughout every part of him. We walked in comfortable silence, hand in hand down the empty corridor and somehow I was content with the idea of forever being just like this…
END
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A/N: Got a bit fluffy at the end but I thought it was good. I am sad to not write this anymore but I guess I'll move on. Thanks for sticking with me through all this. I hope you enjoyed reading! Lemme know what you thought about it :)