Practical Use of Caroling
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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4,824
Reviews:
4
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Currently Reading:
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Practical Use of Caroling
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\"Yes. You know... Jin-gle bells, Jin-gle bells,\" Draco sang as he snapped his fingers along to the rhythm.
\"Yes, Draco, I\'m familiar with the song,\" Harry snapped, looking up at the Slytherin irritably, on the cusp of sulking. His green eyes flared up at the other boy once more before he focused his gaze once again on the pallid prick in front of him.
\"Well good then, you\'re halfway there,\" chirped Draco as he flipped back his hair in the thrill of teaching Harry how to properly suck him off. His apt pupil, however, was starting to look rather put out by Draco\'s arrogant gloating.
\"Alright, so aside from caroling, do you have any other requests?\" asked the grimacing Gryffindor. It had seemed pretty up front up until Draco started pontificating about specific rhythms and ways to hold your mouth and... and... whatever else he\'d been prattling on about. Harry\'s plan? Insert cock in mouth. Suck. Wash. Rinse. Repeat as needed. It didn\'t seem that complicated to him. But Malfoy had a way of making nearly everything loads more complicated than it needed to be.
\"Come to think of it, \'God rest ye mer-ry gen-tle-man\' has a pretty steady rhythm to it, too. So either way, you know. Whichever you prefer. I\'m not picky,\" Draco said as Harry rolled his eyes. Draco Malfoy not picky? Who was he kidding? \"Anyways, be sure that you cover your teeth with your lips completely, ike ish,\" he said, his enunciation reduced as he demonstrated the perfect round mouth for a blow job.
\"Right. No teeth. Got it,\" said Harry as he started to grit them in Draco\'s oblivious direction.
\"Oh, and hollow your mouth out just to be sure that you\'re getting enough suction. There are few things worse than limp-lipped suck off, you know?\" Draco babbled on in his cavalier drawl. \"Good King Wenceslas looked out--,\" he began singing again.
\"I don\'t know all of the words to that song,\" interrupted Harry, now growling through his teeth.
\"You\'re not exactly going to be singing the words if you\'re doing it right, although do feel free to hum,\" Draco said as he wiggled forward to sit on the edge of the chair, prodding his erection more insistently against Harry\'s lips now. \"Put one hand at the base and twist lightly, let it meet your lips if you can\'t take the whole thing in, which since it is so shockingly big, I wouldn\'t be surprised if you couldn\'t--
Deciding he\'d heard about enough of Draco\'s \'Theory of Proper Blow Jobs\', Harry leaned in and took the livid length into his mouth. Though he tried his level best to fight it, damned if he wasn\'t humming as his head bobbed back and forth, \"Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the feast of Stephen, when the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, when a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.\"
Harry was relieved that Draco was already tugging at his hair in warning of his imminent release, as he had no idea what the next verse was. And if Malfoy kept up popping off like that, he wouldn\'t need to learn it.
\"Yes. You know... Jin-gle bells, Jin-gle bells,\" Draco sang as he snapped his fingers along to the rhythm.
\"Yes, Draco, I\'m familiar with the song,\" Harry snapped, looking up at the Slytherin irritably, on the cusp of sulking. His green eyes flared up at the other boy once more before he focused his gaze once again on the pallid prick in front of him.
\"Well good then, you\'re halfway there,\" chirped Draco as he flipped back his hair in the thrill of teaching Harry how to properly suck him off. His apt pupil, however, was starting to look rather put out by Draco\'s arrogant gloating.
\"Alright, so aside from caroling, do you have any other requests?\" asked the grimacing Gryffindor. It had seemed pretty up front up until Draco started pontificating about specific rhythms and ways to hold your mouth and... and... whatever else he\'d been prattling on about. Harry\'s plan? Insert cock in mouth. Suck. Wash. Rinse. Repeat as needed. It didn\'t seem that complicated to him. But Malfoy had a way of making nearly everything loads more complicated than it needed to be.
\"Come to think of it, \'God rest ye mer-ry gen-tle-man\' has a pretty steady rhythm to it, too. So either way, you know. Whichever you prefer. I\'m not picky,\" Draco said as Harry rolled his eyes. Draco Malfoy not picky? Who was he kidding? \"Anyways, be sure that you cover your teeth with your lips completely, ike ish,\" he said, his enunciation reduced as he demonstrated the perfect round mouth for a blow job.
\"Right. No teeth. Got it,\" said Harry as he started to grit them in Draco\'s oblivious direction.
\"Oh, and hollow your mouth out just to be sure that you\'re getting enough suction. There are few things worse than limp-lipped suck off, you know?\" Draco babbled on in his cavalier drawl. \"Good King Wenceslas looked out--,\" he began singing again.
\"I don\'t know all of the words to that song,\" interrupted Harry, now growling through his teeth.
\"You\'re not exactly going to be singing the words if you\'re doing it right, although do feel free to hum,\" Draco said as he wiggled forward to sit on the edge of the chair, prodding his erection more insistently against Harry\'s lips now. \"Put one hand at the base and twist lightly, let it meet your lips if you can\'t take the whole thing in, which since it is so shockingly big, I wouldn\'t be surprised if you couldn\'t--
Deciding he\'d heard about enough of Draco\'s \'Theory of Proper Blow Jobs\', Harry leaned in and took the livid length into his mouth. Though he tried his level best to fight it, damned if he wasn\'t humming as his head bobbed back and forth, \"Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the feast of Stephen, when the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, when a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.\"
Harry was relieved that Draco was already tugging at his hair in warning of his imminent release, as he had no idea what the next verse was. And if Malfoy kept up popping off like that, he wouldn\'t need to learn it.