Mystery lover
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,740
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Mystery lover
Standard Disclaimer
I own none of the characters in this story.
I am merely borrowing there names for your amusement.
So, can you guess who the lover is? Review and let me know.
Are you going to fuck me any time soon, you bastard?”
The response was simple and to the point, “Hands on the headboard now.”
Smiling happily, Harry hastily complied, fixing his hands onto the twisting metal design that made up the headboard of their bed.
The plug that had been spreading his arse wide was firmly and quickly pulled from its resting place and three fingers coated in lube quickly took its place. Harry sighed happily at the sensation and contracted his muscles around the fingers spreading his hole wide.
A brief disconsolate sigh escaped his lips when the fingers were withdrawn. The feeling of loss did not last long. A strong hand steadied him on his left hip; another hand soothed his right arse cheek before gently spreading him for the hungry, steely cock that was steadily pushed inside him.
Dear Merlin, he was so full.
The hand on his left hip stayed where it was, the other hand smoothed its way up his back and latched on to his right shoulder, pulling him back to meet the steady thrusts inside his body.
“Show me how much you want it, Harry. Show me why you deserve to have this.”
There was a particularly hard thrust on ‘this’ that caused Harry to shudder in ecstasy. Uncaring of the whimpering and needy sounds that were escaping his lips, Harry held on to the headboard for dear life and did his best to worship the cock reaming him with every deep thrust into his body.
Only when broken cries of “Please let me come… Please let me come… Please… Please… Please…” were escaping his lips, did the hand finally move from his left hip to his needy cock, fisting him in time with the rhythmic thrusts deep into his arse.
After one particularly powerful thrust to his prostate tried to make him one with his lover’s cock, Harry shrieked in ecstasy and erupted into orgasm, his essence coating his trembling thighs and the mattress below him, his arse literally chewing on the cock buried within him.
“Good, Harry… oh, fuck… so good…”
The thrusting into his arse reached a frenzied pace and then it happened… heaven… his lover’s cream was jetting into his eager arse, coating his insides, claiming him… owning him.
Desperately, lovingly, he humped backwards, his arse hungrily, greedily, swallowing up every bit of cream that his lover gave him. Harry sighed as he lost the battle to hold himself up and collapsed to the mattress below.
It was irrelevant that he was lying in the wet spot that he had created on the mattress below. All that was important was the fact that his lover was sprawled on top of his back, still buried balls-deep within him. He could lie here all night if it meant his lover would stay within him like that.
There was a sensuous lick to the juncture of his neck and shoulder, and then a loving bite, marking him, owning him, claiming him.
“Mine.”
“Yours.”
His lover withdrew from him and Harry sighed. A murmured spell and both they and the bed were clean. He was rolled on his back and a hungry mouth latched on his left nipple, biting, sucking… teasing.
Sighing in ecstasy, Harry gave himself up to whatever his lover wanted of him. Heaven would be this night lasting forever.
I own none of the characters in this story.
I am merely borrowing there names for your amusement.
So, can you guess who the lover is? Review and let me know.
Are you going to fuck me any time soon, you bastard?”
The response was simple and to the point, “Hands on the headboard now.”
Smiling happily, Harry hastily complied, fixing his hands onto the twisting metal design that made up the headboard of their bed.
The plug that had been spreading his arse wide was firmly and quickly pulled from its resting place and three fingers coated in lube quickly took its place. Harry sighed happily at the sensation and contracted his muscles around the fingers spreading his hole wide.
A brief disconsolate sigh escaped his lips when the fingers were withdrawn. The feeling of loss did not last long. A strong hand steadied him on his left hip; another hand soothed his right arse cheek before gently spreading him for the hungry, steely cock that was steadily pushed inside him.
Dear Merlin, he was so full.
The hand on his left hip stayed where it was, the other hand smoothed its way up his back and latched on to his right shoulder, pulling him back to meet the steady thrusts inside his body.
“Show me how much you want it, Harry. Show me why you deserve to have this.”
There was a particularly hard thrust on ‘this’ that caused Harry to shudder in ecstasy. Uncaring of the whimpering and needy sounds that were escaping his lips, Harry held on to the headboard for dear life and did his best to worship the cock reaming him with every deep thrust into his body.
Only when broken cries of “Please let me come… Please let me come… Please… Please… Please…” were escaping his lips, did the hand finally move from his left hip to his needy cock, fisting him in time with the rhythmic thrusts deep into his arse.
After one particularly powerful thrust to his prostate tried to make him one with his lover’s cock, Harry shrieked in ecstasy and erupted into orgasm, his essence coating his trembling thighs and the mattress below him, his arse literally chewing on the cock buried within him.
“Good, Harry… oh, fuck… so good…”
The thrusting into his arse reached a frenzied pace and then it happened… heaven… his lover’s cream was jetting into his eager arse, coating his insides, claiming him… owning him.
Desperately, lovingly, he humped backwards, his arse hungrily, greedily, swallowing up every bit of cream that his lover gave him. Harry sighed as he lost the battle to hold himself up and collapsed to the mattress below.
It was irrelevant that he was lying in the wet spot that he had created on the mattress below. All that was important was the fact that his lover was sprawled on top of his back, still buried balls-deep within him. He could lie here all night if it meant his lover would stay within him like that.
There was a sensuous lick to the juncture of his neck and shoulder, and then a loving bite, marking him, owning him, claiming him.
“Mine.”
“Yours.”
His lover withdrew from him and Harry sighed. A murmured spell and both they and the bed were clean. He was rolled on his back and a hungry mouth latched on his left nipple, biting, sucking… teasing.
Sighing in ecstasy, Harry gave himself up to whatever his lover wanted of him. Heaven would be this night lasting forever.