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Spread Them, Princess
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,721
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10
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Spread Them, Princess
Title: “Spread them, Princess”
Genre: drabble, pwp
Pairing: HP/DM
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 811
Warnings: public sexual displays
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing. It’s all the property of J.K Rowling, and this story is being written for entertainment purposes only. Not a dime is being made.
Summary: Draco decides to tease Harry to get a rise out of him. Harry’s response isn’t what Draco expected.
Inspired by: _kiden’s “Boy Touching” (link at bottom)
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“Spread them, Princess.” Draco bit his lip, but eagerly opened his thighs, feeling his cock twitch at the soft command in Harry’s voice. He was going to complain about the uh…public nature of their current location, but Harry’s lips covering his own silenced his pleas. He gripped Harry’s collar and bit back a moan as one of Harry’s calloused hands unbuttoned his trousers and slipped into his pants to palm his growing erection. Harry was going to toss him off…here, on the beach, where all the other students could watch if they chose to. Draco felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal. Initially, he’d sat with Harry to try and tease his boyfriend. He’d swaggered over wearing only his trousers and his shiny Slytherin tie, his nipples already hardened from the cool breeze, and had promptly dropped himself into Harry’s lap, where he’d wriggled suggestively, feeling his boyfriends tantalizing erection grow against his bottom. He hadn’t thought Harry would actually DO anything out here, as they were particularly exposed on the elevated piece of driftwood which also happened to be one of the most coveted spots on the lake front. He’d hoped to just rile him up a bit, maybe inspire his lover to uh, punish him for such behavior later. Apparently however, there was more to Mr. Potter than meant the eye.
Draco squeaked as Harry’s fingers slipped over the head of his penis before thumbing it gently. He groaned. “Harry, oh…don’t wanna come here….ugh!” His cock was fully hard now, and Draco knew there was nothing that would stop Harry from bringing him to orgasm now. He buried his face in his boyfriends shoulder, trying to hide his shame.
“Then you shouldn’t have started it, hmmm?” Harry whispered breathily into his ear. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you baby? You like this, having my hands on you where everyone can see? You like showing them, don’t you?” Harry wrapped his fist around the length of Draco’s penis, pumping hard.
“Fuck, Harry. Oh-” Draco was afraid to know how many people might be watching, but it was also very exciting. They could watch alright. They could watch and see what they would never have. He whimpered when Harry growled, his boyfriend seizing his lips in a possessive kiss. Draco thrust his hips forward wantonly, rocking gently with the rhythm of Harry’s hand on his cock. “Harder, Harry.” He whimpered breathlessly, his body clenching as Harry’s lips and teeth descended to his very bare shoulder and neck. Draco continued to fist Harry’s collar, twisting the cotton in his fingers as he came with a harsh shriek. He was grateful then for Harry’s other hand, latched firmly on his hip, which prevented him from falling off their perch.
“Mine.” Harry growled gently, sweeping Draco’s cheeks and forehead with soft kisses as he came down from his high.
Draco giggled. “Yes, yours, you ponce!” He dared to look around, and felt a stinging heat rise on his cheeks at the dozens of shocked eyes staring back at him. He buried his face in Harry’s shoulder again, highly appreciative when he felt Harry’s familiar fingers tucking him back into his trousers and zipping him up.
Harry chuckled. “Okay, baby?” He soothed Draco with gentle caresses, drawing him closer into his protective embrace.
“Mmmhmm.” Draco mumbled, very interested in the weaving pattern and delicate stitching in Harry’s shirt. It must be one of the one’s he’d purchased for him. He looked up at Harry with pleading grey eyes. “Take me to bed, Harry?”
Harry laughed, pulling Draco close as he eased off his perch with his boyfriend in his arms. “You always get what you want, don’t you angel?” He kissed him tenderly on the cheek and drew him through the throng of interested students.
“I don’t suppose you could just do an obliviate or something with all that fancy wandless magic of yours? Draco whispered conspiratorially, his blush still very obvious.
Harry shook his head. “I’m afraid not. There’s way too many of them, and what fun would that be?”
Draco’s eyes widened and he stared at his boyfriend in horror, stopping abruptly on the path back to school. “Fun?! Harry James Potter, you just tossed me off in front of the entire student body! This will be all over the place by tomorrow morning!”
Harry shrugged, his eyes dancing with mischief. “It’s nothing more than you deserve, after that little show you put on this afternoon! And don’t you dare tell me you didn’t like it,” he cupped Draco’s bottom suggestively as he said it, his hard emerald gaze begging Draco to say otherwise. “Besides, like I said, it’s fun.”
Draco scowled, his mouth turning downward in an elaborate Malfoy-patented pout. “I still fail to see how it’s fun.”
Harry pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him and kissed him soundly on the mouth, pouring all the passion he hadn’t shown on the beach into the kiss. Draco gaped up at him breathlessly when Harry finally released him. “Oh I don’t know. Just imagine your father’s expression in the morning when Colin’s pictures end up on the front page of the Prophet.”
“Pictures? What pic-PICTURES?! HAAAAARRRRY!!!”
xxxx
Inspired by_kiden’s gorgeous “Boy Touching” found here: http://www.livejournal.com/community/kidenart/8157.html#cutid6 at the bottom of the page.
Go and look now! It’s so purdy!
Genre: drabble, pwp
Pairing: HP/DM
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 811
Warnings: public sexual displays
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing. It’s all the property of J.K Rowling, and this story is being written for entertainment purposes only. Not a dime is being made.
Summary: Draco decides to tease Harry to get a rise out of him. Harry’s response isn’t what Draco expected.
Inspired by: _kiden’s “Boy Touching” (link at bottom)
xxxx
“Spread them, Princess.” Draco bit his lip, but eagerly opened his thighs, feeling his cock twitch at the soft command in Harry’s voice. He was going to complain about the uh…public nature of their current location, but Harry’s lips covering his own silenced his pleas. He gripped Harry’s collar and bit back a moan as one of Harry’s calloused hands unbuttoned his trousers and slipped into his pants to palm his growing erection. Harry was going to toss him off…here, on the beach, where all the other students could watch if they chose to. Draco felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal. Initially, he’d sat with Harry to try and tease his boyfriend. He’d swaggered over wearing only his trousers and his shiny Slytherin tie, his nipples already hardened from the cool breeze, and had promptly dropped himself into Harry’s lap, where he’d wriggled suggestively, feeling his boyfriends tantalizing erection grow against his bottom. He hadn’t thought Harry would actually DO anything out here, as they were particularly exposed on the elevated piece of driftwood which also happened to be one of the most coveted spots on the lake front. He’d hoped to just rile him up a bit, maybe inspire his lover to uh, punish him for such behavior later. Apparently however, there was more to Mr. Potter than meant the eye.
Draco squeaked as Harry’s fingers slipped over the head of his penis before thumbing it gently. He groaned. “Harry, oh…don’t wanna come here….ugh!” His cock was fully hard now, and Draco knew there was nothing that would stop Harry from bringing him to orgasm now. He buried his face in his boyfriends shoulder, trying to hide his shame.
“Then you shouldn’t have started it, hmmm?” Harry whispered breathily into his ear. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you baby? You like this, having my hands on you where everyone can see? You like showing them, don’t you?” Harry wrapped his fist around the length of Draco’s penis, pumping hard.
“Fuck, Harry. Oh-” Draco was afraid to know how many people might be watching, but it was also very exciting. They could watch alright. They could watch and see what they would never have. He whimpered when Harry growled, his boyfriend seizing his lips in a possessive kiss. Draco thrust his hips forward wantonly, rocking gently with the rhythm of Harry’s hand on his cock. “Harder, Harry.” He whimpered breathlessly, his body clenching as Harry’s lips and teeth descended to his very bare shoulder and neck. Draco continued to fist Harry’s collar, twisting the cotton in his fingers as he came with a harsh shriek. He was grateful then for Harry’s other hand, latched firmly on his hip, which prevented him from falling off their perch.
“Mine.” Harry growled gently, sweeping Draco’s cheeks and forehead with soft kisses as he came down from his high.
Draco giggled. “Yes, yours, you ponce!” He dared to look around, and felt a stinging heat rise on his cheeks at the dozens of shocked eyes staring back at him. He buried his face in Harry’s shoulder again, highly appreciative when he felt Harry’s familiar fingers tucking him back into his trousers and zipping him up.
Harry chuckled. “Okay, baby?” He soothed Draco with gentle caresses, drawing him closer into his protective embrace.
“Mmmhmm.” Draco mumbled, very interested in the weaving pattern and delicate stitching in Harry’s shirt. It must be one of the one’s he’d purchased for him. He looked up at Harry with pleading grey eyes. “Take me to bed, Harry?”
Harry laughed, pulling Draco close as he eased off his perch with his boyfriend in his arms. “You always get what you want, don’t you angel?” He kissed him tenderly on the cheek and drew him through the throng of interested students.
“I don’t suppose you could just do an obliviate or something with all that fancy wandless magic of yours? Draco whispered conspiratorially, his blush still very obvious.
Harry shook his head. “I’m afraid not. There’s way too many of them, and what fun would that be?”
Draco’s eyes widened and he stared at his boyfriend in horror, stopping abruptly on the path back to school. “Fun?! Harry James Potter, you just tossed me off in front of the entire student body! This will be all over the place by tomorrow morning!”
Harry shrugged, his eyes dancing with mischief. “It’s nothing more than you deserve, after that little show you put on this afternoon! And don’t you dare tell me you didn’t like it,” he cupped Draco’s bottom suggestively as he said it, his hard emerald gaze begging Draco to say otherwise. “Besides, like I said, it’s fun.”
Draco scowled, his mouth turning downward in an elaborate Malfoy-patented pout. “I still fail to see how it’s fun.”
Harry pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him and kissed him soundly on the mouth, pouring all the passion he hadn’t shown on the beach into the kiss. Draco gaped up at him breathlessly when Harry finally released him. “Oh I don’t know. Just imagine your father’s expression in the morning when Colin’s pictures end up on the front page of the Prophet.”
“Pictures? What pic-PICTURES?! HAAAAARRRRY!!!”
xxxx
Inspired by_kiden’s gorgeous “Boy Touching” found here: http://www.livejournal.com/community/kidenart/8157.html#cutid6 at the bottom of the page.
Go and look now! It’s so purdy!