At Draco's Mercy

Post-Hogwarts Post-war (Voldemort was of course defeated).

Harry was lying on the bed unable to move. Soon he would be unable to see or speak. Harry was about to be completely helpless and at Draco's mercy. Everyone should be so lucky!

Draco's green and white tie collection was being used as anchors on the black leather wrist and ankle cuffs he had placed on Harry. The cuffs were lined with black rabbit fur so that Harry was able to move within them without causing any harm to his skin or joints. The ties were then each secured to a corner of his poster bed. Draco had placed another of his ties across Harry's mouth and had tied it in the back. It was not obstructing his airflow at all and Harry was still able to make some noises even with it in place. It was more for decoration than anything else and it was working! Just the sight of Harry like this was enough to make Draco's cock hard as a rock in seconds; and there was still one tie left. It was his very favorite, the fabric was silk (of course); it was primarily black with green and grey pinstripes throughout. Draco straddled his lover and removed the tie from his mouth for a moment.

"Last chance my love," Draco drawled; his face so close to Harry's that he could see Harry's hair moving a bit when he talked. "Do you give yourself over to me completely?"

The wanton look in Harry's eyes was the only answer that was truly needed, but that was not how this worked. Draco wanted, no - he needed - to hear the words. He would never do anything to harm Harry of course; but he also would not move forward with the nights activities until Harry had given his consent. They had done this several times before; the order of events was nothing new. They had discussed everything already - there would be no big surprises. (Any small surprises would just be things that they had discussed and possibly done before that they both knew were ok with both of them.) Nothing would happen this evening that the two had not already planned out with much forethought. Even still; Harry had to give his consent to Draco before the night could begin.

Draco looked deep into Harry's emerald eyes, still waiting for an answer. It appeared that Harry's mind was starting to wander. This would not do! Draco moved to Harry's side and leaned in so his lips were touching Harry's ear before he whispered softly, "Harry my love…" As he nibbled on Harry's ear, Draco's hand ran softly down Harry's chest and abdomen. The muscles were tight and firm from years of playing professional Quidditch. Draco could feel Harry's stomach tremble at his light touch. This reaction brought an evil sneer to his lips every time. Slowly, Draco ran his hand down to Harry's inner thigh. Harry shifted his legs apart as best he could to accommodate Draco's loving touch. Draco cupped his arse and let his fingers lightly brush against Harry's hole. Harry arched off the bed and gasped as he felt them. Draco took this as his cue and spoke to Harry again. "Harry, my love, answer my question… are you willing to give yourself over to me completely?" Again Draco brushed his fingers against Harry's tight arse, pushing on it just a bit to add some new sensations. Harry's eyes came back into focus as he listened to Draco's voice. His eyes darted around the room until they found Draco's. He laughed softly when he realized Draco was all but lying on top of him and he hadn't even noticed.

Harry's last few Quidditch games had been AWAY games and he had so missed their "play sessions" that it had taken nothing but fur lined cuffs to cause him to start to get into his submissive headspace. He leaned his head up and brushed his lips against Draco's as he let out a soft breath. Draco's eyes closed as he succumbed to Harry's desire. Their kiss was deep and passionate and left them both gasping for air. Harry snaked his tongue out and licked Draco's bottom lip before nipping at it. They both smiled at this as it had become a trademark for them somehow. Their eyes locked on each other's for a brief moment before Harry spoke up. "I am yours, Draco. You are free to explore me - mind, body and soul." He was going to stop right there but saw that Draco was going to be a stickler for the rules (as he always was). He sighed softly, his eyes never leaving Draco's even for a second, "Yes love, you have my consent."

The look in Draco's eyes at those words melted Harry's heart. It had taken them so long to get to this place in their relationship. The road had been very long and very rough. It was because of the obstacles they had overcome that this part of their life together was so special. If you asked ANYONE that knew them back at Hogwarts, no one would have ever believed they would end up together, let alone that they would be able to trust each other so completely. Harry believed that every time he submitted to Draco it was like reaffirming his commitment to him, reminding Draco that he trusted him completely ; not despite their history but because of it - because Harry knew that Draco was not the same person he had been back then.

Draco straddled his lover again before leaning in for another deep kiss. As they parted, he placed the tie back into Harry's mouth. Then he leaned forward again and placed soft kisses on Harry's eyelids before securing the black/pinstriped tie over them. "You are so gorgeous Harry." Draco whispered. These moments were very humbling for Draco. To see how much Harry trusted him after everything they had been through. It was so hard to believe. On more than one occasion he had awoken and wondered if he had been dreaming. He decided he didn't want to know - afraid that if he was dreaming, that he would not be able to handle reality after experiencing this.

Because he would not be able to communicate clearly with Draco through speech or eye contact, if Harry decided that he couldn't take something -if the situation was too intense for him to handle or if his pain level started to go too high - all he had to do was let go of the small ball that was now in his right hand. This would be his way of "safewording" so that Draco would know that things needed to stop right then. At that point, Draco would release Harry from his restraints and make sure he was ok. In the whole time they had been together and had been "learning the ropes" of the BDSM lifestyle, neither had ever had to use their safeword. But it was still just as important as it always had been - and it always would be. Trust is the most essential aspect of the lifestyle and while Harry and Draco trusted each other completely; having safewords always helped to keep them grounded.

Draco worked his way down Harry's body, covering him with kisses and nips everywhere. By the time he had reached Harry's cock it was already leaking. "Now, now Harry, we can't have you making a mess on our clean sheets," he said with a mock condescending tone as he slowly let the tip of his tongue swirl around the head of Harry's cock and then dip into the slit, collecting Harry's juices. Harry's body was writhing and arching into Draco. "Patience my dear," Draco said with a sneer as he pinned Harry's hips to the bed. He nudged his face under Harry's cock and started sucking on his balls; pulling them to his lips one at a time and rolling them around in the warm, moist recesses of his mouth. Draco could tell that Harry was getting close, but he had far too many plans for this evening to let him come that quickly. Instead, Draco abruptly stopped what he was doing. He checked Harry's wrists and ankles, making sure the cuffs were still loose enough. Once again he straddled Harry's waist, allowing a moan to escape his lips as he felt the tip of Harry's cock automatically come to rest between his arse cheeks. Harry pushed his hips up trying to entice his lover. It didn't work. Draco leaned forward and once again removed the tie from Harry's mouth. He reached across the bed and grabbed the water bottle. He opened it carefully and held it to Harry's mouth so that he could get a drink before putting the tie back into place. Once Harry and he both had gotten a drink, Draco leaned back across Harry and placed it back on the nightstand - moving very slowly so that his stiff cock could rub against Harry's chest the entire time.

Draco leaned over then and started licking Harry's nipples. Once they were nice and hard he would tease them a bit and nibble on them. He could hear Harry's moaning in frustration. He was so close to a stunning orgasm just a minute ago and now Draco was completely ignoring his cock. Draco was making enough noise for both of them. His mouth was now covering every inch of Harry's neck while his hips were bucking against the rippling muscles of Harry's abdomen.

"Fuck, Harry! You are so hot, I can't stand it." Draco said between gasps of breath. With trembling hands, Draco removed the tie from Harry's mouth again. He had to taste Harry's mouth - he fucking had to! Draco's fingers were laced throughout Harry's hair; his mouth was devouring him as well. The pace of his hip movements was accelerating with each second. His moans and groans becoming almost animalistic, he sensed his orgasm approaching and knew he would not be able to stop. He nuzzled his head into the crook of Harry's neck and bit down on Harry's shoulder as he felt his orgasm take over his senses. Draco rocked his hips forward a couple more times and a bit rougher than before and then Harry felt it as Draco's orgasm shot all over his abdomen. He listened to his lover's ragged breath as a Draco got himself under control again.

Draco was stunned. He couldn't remember ever losing control of himself like that before. He was feeling very guilty. He had just withheld an orgasm from Harry not five minutes earlier and then his own was practically yanked from him by an unforeseen force. Draco needed to make sure Harry wasn't too upset with him. They would stop right now if Harry was upset, and Draco would understand if that was what Harry wanted. He bent over and moved the tie out of Harry's mouth before he started to untie the tie being used as a blindfold. Harry pulled his head away, indicating he did not want it untied. His voice was soft as he said, "Don't take it off Draco, please."


"But I need to talk to you Harry; and I want to be able to see your eyes when I do." Draco explained.


"Then move it; but please, I don't want you to take it off yet," Harry bargained.

"OK" Draco replied as he simply moved the blindfold so he could look into those emerald green eyes. No matter how many times he looked into them, they always filled him with so many emotions. When he looked into them now, he was not just admiring them; he was looking to see if Harry was upset with him. He had to admit he was a little more than confused when he saw them looking back at him with amusement. "Can I assume then that you are not mad at me for getting carried away a second ago?" Draco asked, still unsure of what Harry was thinking.

Harry smiled up at his lover and then explained, "Think about it Draco, how would you feel if just the sight of you tied to the bed sent me over the edge?"

Draco didn't have to think long about that at all before a smile similar to Harry's was spreading across his own face. It was soon replaced by one of concern. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at Harry a bit offended. "Now that you bring it up, why doesn't the mere sight of me tied to the bed send you over the edge?!"

Harry started laughing so hard, he nearly knocked Draco off his waist. Soon he realized that Draco was not nearly as amused by his reaction as he was and he figured he better explain this before he inadvertently hurt Draco's feelings. He motioned with his head for Draco to come closer to his face. Draco leaned over although he was still not sure how to feel about Harry's reaction to his question.


"Do you remember when I stopped by Hogwarts last week to drop off those files to Minerva?" Harry asked.

Draco, more confused than ever, replied, "Of course, you were waiting outside my classroom for the kids to all leave and then came in and we had lunch together. It was a fantastic surprise; but I don't see the connection."

"The connection," Harry explained just above a whisper," is that I nearly came just watching you teach your class about the basics of potion making." He paused here to let things start to sink in before he added, "And we both know that's not the reaction I would have from reliving our old Potions days." The twinkle in his eye increased as he looked at Draco and licked his lips. "All I could think about was crawling under your desk and waiting for you to sit down so I could suck you off while you were grading exams." Harry added with an evil smirk of his own. Draco looked at his lover in absolute shock at that last comment - for about 5 seconds. After that, they both smiled as they felt Draco's cock coming back to life.

"You, Harry Potter, are quite a twisted little git; and I think I love you more now than I did a few minutes ago!" Draco said with a smile as he moved his growing erection against Harry's abdomen again.

"Then can we get back to our regularly scheduled fuck fest?" Harry asked with a crooked smile on his face. Draco laughed and kissed Harry again softly before putting both the make-shift blindfold and gag back into place. He quickly cast a cleansing charm to remove all evidence of his loss of control and then slowly made his way back down Harry's body - nibbling any and every inch of skin he could on the way. He looked at the night table that he had moved to the end of the bed, wondering if tonight's main event was ready to be revealed. He leaned over and placed his tongue on the area of skin between Harry's groin and his inner thigh, flicking at it lightly. Harry drew in a deep breath which made Draco smile while he continued to flick his tongue up the rest of Harry's inner thigh. "Harry, love, I need to check the wax - I won't be but a few feet away ok?" He looked to make sure Harry nodded before removing his hand from Harry's leg.

He had promised himself he would never completely remove his touch from Harry when he was this vulnerable without making sure he understood. He had stepped away once before to grab a flogger they had forgotten to get out of the closet while setting everything up for that evening. He had not even thought to say anything. He couldn't have been gone from the bed for more than 30 seconds to a minute, but when he had returned, he could tell that it had seemed longer to Harry. He was turning his head from one side to the other trying to hear Draco's movements and looked to be getting a bit panicked. Luckily Draco had sat back down right then and he noticed that Harry calmed down immediately, taking a deep breath and almost laughing at himself for getting nervous. When Draco tried to interrupt the scene to investigate what he had witnessed Harry asked him not to. He promised everything was fine and that he would explain why he was laughing later.

Harry really couldn't explain it, he say it just seemed like Draco's touch had been gone for such a long time and Harry had started to worry about where he had gone. He had started laughing to himself when he felt Draco come back to the bed because he knew Draco would never leave him like that and that he was just being silly. Draco had initially been upset at Harry for not saying anything right when it happened, but Harry promised to never withhold information like that again. It may have been just "a silly thought" at the time, but if it was not addressed, Draco may have done something similar again at another time and Harry's panic would have set in much faster the next time. After a heart felt apology and a deep sensual kiss all was forgiven; but ever since that day Draco made a pointed effort to always be touching Harry in some way whenever he was blindfolded, or would make sure Harry knew what was going on if he had to step away.


Harry had felt bad about even worrying where Draco had gone, and the discussion after their scene had made it even worse. But he knew that what Draco said was true. There is no room for doubt and worries such as that during a scene. You can not give yourself completely if you are hiding fears within. Now, each time Draco had to step away and he made sure that Harry was aware of it; it brought a small smile to Harry's face along with a twinge of guilt. The guilt for his initial doubts, and the smile because Draco's action was just another piece of proof at how much he cared about Harry and didn't want to cause him any undue stress ever again. As time wore on, the guilt became less and less and was replaced by a warmth in his heart.

Draco was standing in front of the night table and lifted the lid off of the paraffin wax spa, the fragrance of roses permeating the air around him. These things had to be one of the best muggle inventions Harry had ever shown to Draco. You put big blocks of scented paraffin wax into this machine and then turned it on; an hour or so later the wax was all melted. Harry said a lot of muggles used this to soak their achy joints because it was easy to keep moist heat on the specific spot this way. Draco didn't know anything about that, but he could definitely attest to some of the other uses for the melted wax. He felt his traditional sneer taking over his face again as he imagined covering Harry in the hot liquid.

By using the paraffin spa, they needn't worry about the wax being too hot. Paraffin wax melts at a lower temperature that the everyday beeswax used to make regular candles, and the spas are made so that they are not capable of heating the wax to a dangerous degree. Nevertheless, Draco lifted a small amount of wax out of the spa in a small disposable cup and while holding his arm over the spa, he poured the melted wax over the underside of his wrist. He moaned softly as the warmth of the wax traveled up his forearm a bit. Damn this shit was addictive. Draco had even played with the wax by himself when Harry was out of town once. It wasn't near as much fun; but it was still enjoyable. Some day he was going to have to ask Harry to switch places and then Harry could cover him in the wax. He peeled the now hardened wax off his wrist and placed it back in the spa so that it could melt back into the rest of the wax. He grabbed his wand and Accio'd something from the other room and placed in next to the spa on the night table before pushing the night table right up against the bed as close as it would go.

Draco snaked his tongue back onto Harry's body, starting at his ankle and lightly flicking it all the way back up his leg… gently sucking the head of Harry's cock into his mouth for just a split second before letting it go and continuing his journey up to Harry's neck. "Now Harry, I am about to give you a very important choice to make…" Draco's voice trailed off as he nibbled on Harry's earlobe; a muffled moan escaping from Harry's gagged mouth. "Are you with me Harry?" Draco whispered into Harry's ear as he tongue flickered across the sensitive skin.

"Yes… Sir" Harry whispered back. Even though it was muffled by the gag, Draco heard it loud and clear. This caused his breath to catch in his throat and he felt his cock twitching. He and Harry rarely used the formality of "Sir" even when in a scene. There wasn't a reason really, it just didn't seem to happen naturally and neither of them was real concerned with it. However, Draco discovered that hearing Harry say it as he had just then made Draco's stomach turn flips. He moaned softly into Harry's ear and he bit down tenderly on his earlobe; sending shockwaves through Harry's body. Getting himself back under control, Draco whispered again into Harry's ear, "Do you want to go straight to the wax," Draco paused here for the effect of it but also so he could let his hand brush across one of Harry's nipples before pinching it. "Or would you rather I give you your surprise first?" he finished.

Harry knew that whatever the surprise was, it must be something that they had discussed before; maybe not this evening, but at some point prior. (They may have actually done it before and Draco wanted to incorporate it into the night's events.) Neither of them would ever truly surprise the other in a scene. It only took Harry a second to think before he replied with his best attempt at 'Surprise please, Sir' he could muster. He had been as surprised about calling Draco 'Sir' as Draco had been. He hadn't even planned to do it. It just sort of slipped out. He had to admit it sounded as awesome as it had felt. He had also felt the twitch in Draco's cock when he said it, so he knew Draco had liked it as well.

"You made a very good choice, my love. I was hoping you would choose the surprise." Draco whispered against Harry's neck. He sat up a bit and took Harry's lower lip into his mouth and sucked and nibbled on it gently. Harry leaned his head up, meeting Draco's. He couldn't really kiss Draco with the gag in his mouth; but he wanted to make sure Draco was able to come into contact with every millimeter of his mouth he could offer. Draco leaned back down and nuzzled the other side of Harry's neck for a few seconds before pulling away. He moved back so he was sitting right above Harry's cock, feeling it twitch almost like it could sense how close he was. He leaned back and grabbed the bowl off the night table and sat back up with a right evil grin on his face.

He grabbed an item out of the bowl and rubbed it between his fingers until it was the consistency he was wanting… He leaned over and began nibbling on Harry's nipple. Sucking it and then pulling away and blowing on it until it was standing erect. He pulled away from it and watched Harry's breathing. Once it had slowed and become more regular, Draco leaned back over and gingerly bit Harry's nipple again. He didn't bite it hard at all, but because Harry's nipple was already extremely sensitive; it sure felt sharp. What happened next nearly caused Harry to buck Draco off of him for the second time that evening. Draco looked down at the nipple and flicked it a few times with his finger. It was swollen and reddened from their activities. When Draco brushed his hand over it, he could feel the heat coming off of it. He felt the smirk take over his face again as he once again grabbed for the contents of the bowl.

Harry's breath caught in his throat again when Draco had flicked his nipple with his finger. He was sure he was going to go insane soon. He had gone for three days without sex because of work and now Draco was taking his sweet old time. Of course, truth be told, if the situation was reversed Harry knew he would be doing the same thing and sporting an evil sneer like the one he could almost guarantee Draco was wearing right now.

Just as this thought finished running through Harry's mind he heard a gasp erupt from his throat. Draco was leaning over his chest and rubbing an ice cube between his fingers; letting the melting drops hit Harry right on the nipple Draco had been teasing only seconds before. The sudden change in temperature was causing Harry to writhe beneath his lover. As delicious as the sensations were, he couldn't keep his body from squirming under Draco. This only made things every more difficult because on top of all the other sensations he was dealing with, Harry was now causing his hard cock to brush against Draco's own.


"Now, now Harry; you know you mustn't move so much while I am trying to work here." Draco smirked as he said this. He bit into the piece of ice and broke a piece off leaving it in his mouth. He put the other piece back in the bowl and then removed the gag from Harry's mouth before leaning into him for a kiss. Harry felt Draco's face as he closed in on his prey. Automatically Harry's lips opened to entice Draco. He was hoping he would be feeling Draco's tongue dart into his mouth and he was not to be disappointed. What he hadn't planned on was that Draco would also be pushing an ice chip into his mouth. They pushed the small piece of ice back and forth between their two mouths until it was almost completely melted. Harry felt a small trickle of it leaking out of the corner of his mouth as Draco pushed the last of it back to him. He felt his eyes rolling back in his head as Draco leaned over and licked the side of his face to capture the trickle of water. Draco's tongue was hot in one spot and cold in another and the mixture of them running across the side of his face cause another moan to escape from Harry's mouth.

Draco leaned in for another deep kiss before pulling away and putting the gag back in place. He leaned back over to the bowl and pulled another piece of ice up out of the bowl, but held it over the bowl until the temperature of the room along with his fingers cause the ice to begin to melt. He held it away from Harry's body as he leaned back over and grabbed a piece of Harry's neck between his teeth and sucked and nibbled at it. As he pulled away he could already see the color beginning to rise into the area. Once he was sitting upright again, he brought the ice cube over Harry's neck and let it drip right over the spot. This would drive Harry to insanity if he did it for long, so Draco knew this part was almost over and he intended to enjoy each delicious second that was his to enjoy. He slowly moved his hand farther down Harry's body; letting the frozen cube drip across to the other side of Harry's neck and then he began to drip it down Harry's chest. He let a few drops hit each of Harry's nipples before leading further down across Harry's tight abdomen.

Draco felt his own cock twitch with excitement when he dripped the cold water over Harry's abdominal muscles. Harry's abdominal muscles twitched from the cold drops, but what really did Draco in was how it didn't end there. Draco could actually watch the train of events: first Harry's abdominal muscles twitched and then slowly it moved farther down until Harry's cock was twitching even though Draco was not stimulating that area directly - at least not yet.


Draco slowly worked his body further down Harry's until he was actually sitting above Harry's knees. He bit into this piece of ice and again kept a small piece in his mouth and put the rest back in the bowl. He rubbed the drops on Harry's torso into the skin, giving each of Harry's nipples a good flick or two in the process. As soon as the small piece of ice in his mouth has completely melted and he had swallowed the water, he leaned over and took Harry's stiff cock into his mouth. At first Harry gasped as Draco's chilled mouth enveloped his hot cock, then after a few seconds the gasp turned into a deep moan as he could feel Draco's mouth warming back up with his cock still inside it. Harry's chest arched off the bed as Draco took Harry's whole cock in his mouth. Draco's tongue was flicking all over the shaft as he pumped Harry's cock in and out of his mouth one second at an almost painfully slow pace and the next with a heated fury.

While Draco used one hand to hold Harry's cock, his other hand was massaging Harry's balls softly. After a few minutes, Draco let that hand wander to Harry's inner thigh; brushing his finger tips across the soft skin - sending shivers throughout Harry's whole body. He knew Harry was getting close, so he slowed down the pace just a bit. He pulled Harry's cock out of his mouth and, after making sure to slip the tip of his tongue into the small hole, he let it fall back onto Harry's abdomen. Working his way back up Harry's body, leaving a trail of kisses in his path, soon Draco was once again looking down on the face of his lover. Again humbled by the gag and blindfold, Draco let his fingers run across Harry's forehead and down his cheek. He leaned over him and whispered two words softly in Harry's ear, "It's time". Those two words were all that was needed because instantly Harry was moaning softly into the gag. Draco leaned over to Harry's other ear and whispered, "I love you Harry" as he sat back up.

Draco positioned himself between Harry's spread legs. He ran his hands up and down the inside of Harry's thighs and delighted in how Harry's cock would nearly bounce under what seemed to be its own free will. He understood the concept completely. They had often made jokes that before Draco had come to terms with his feelings for Harry, that he had simply been going wherever his dick had lead him. It had been when Draco realized that his dick kept leading him in Harry's direction that he really started to analyze what was going on with himself. Once he had admitted to himself that Harry was truly the person he wanted to be with, he had pursued him full force. Voldemort himself could not have stopped Draco! Draco shook his head a bit to clear the memories. Now was certainly not the time to be thinking about the past - now was the time to enjoy and savor the present.


Under normal circumstances Draco loved to eat Harry's ass. He could do it for hours. However, it was difficult from this position so Draco resigned himself to the fact that he would have to save that for another time. Instead he licked a finger on his left hand and then placed it against Harry's entrance. He moved his finger back and forth, sending a shiver through Harry's body. He then dipped his finger in some lube and began adding a little pressure, but did not enter Harry's arse just yet. With his other hand, Draco lifted the small plastic cup out of the wax spa again. He held it above the spa for a moment, letting the excess wax drip off the sides of the cup. He brought the cup over and held it above Harry's chest and watched it very carefully. He tilted the cup just a little and watched as the wax began to slowly head for the edge of the cup. Draco watched it as if it was in slow motion, and just as the first drops of wax hit Harry's chest, Draco breached Harry's entrance with is finger.


Harry's muffled screams were laced with pleasure. His body arched into the air, inviting the hot wax to cover him as his hips bucked at the sudden intrusion of Draco's finger in his tight arse. Slowly Draco made patterns all over Harry's chest and abdomen with the wax; the fingers of his other hand never leaving their post. With each of the first three cups of wax Draco drizzled across Harry's body, he added another finger in his tight hole. Draco continued to finger fuck Harry's arse slowly as he drizzled more and more hot wax onto him. Draco found himself becoming more creative each time as he was running out of areas where there was not already at least one layer of the sweet smelling heat.


Draco could sense Harry was again getting close to coming and knew he would not last much longer himself so he slowly withdrew his fingers from Harry's arse with a sympathetic smile as he heard his lover whimper softly. He placed the cup back into the paraffin and then slowly and steadily entered Harry's arse. Harry was nearly incomprehensible at this point. All he seemed to be capable of was moaning or gasping and Draco would be the first to admit he loved it when Harry was like this! He loved that he was the one that was able to make Harry like this. Religion was not something that was discussed much in the wizarding world, but if there really was a heaven; Draco was pretty sure this was it!


Draco pumped in and out of Harry's arse slowly at first but as his need increased, so did his pace. When he sensed Harry was about to come he reached over and pulled the small cup out of the paraffin spa again - never losing the rhythm in his thrusts. Once the cup had stopped dripping and he had it hovering over Harry again, Draco increased the pace of his thrusts once more. Harry was thrashing his head from side to side as his chest came off the bed. Draco knew that Harry was going to come any second now. Draco felt Harry's arse tighten around his cock just as Harry's orgasm began and that was when he tipped the last cup of melted wax. Once again Harry let out a loud moan from around his gag as the warm liquid his just where Draco was aiming. It covered the underside of Harry's cock and his balls just as Draco thrust into his arse again and hit his prostate. Immediately Harry came all over his own chest. As the sounds of Harry's orgasm filled Draco's ears he felt his own balls tightened. A few thrusts later he heard himself letting out a loud moan as he came.


He continued to pump in and out of Harry's arse until the last waves of his orgasm had passed. He didn't want to pull out of the tight, hot hole. He leaned over Harry's body as he tried to regain control of his breathing. He took one long deep breath and closed his eyes and he finally withdrew his spent cock. He brought his body up beside Harry's and removed the gag from his mouth. Slowly leaning his head over, he captured Harry's lips in a slow and passionate kiss. As the kiss ended, Draco looked at the hardened wax on Harry's body. Now that it was covered in Harry's semen, they would not be able to reuse it. Draco cast a different cleansing charm and all of it disappeared instantly. He then turned and removed the blindfold.


Looking down he noticed that Harry's eyes were closed. He leaned over and kissed Harry's forehead and whispered his name. Harry blinked a few times before completely opening his eyes and focusing them on the grey eyes looking down on him. There was concern evident in them.


"Are you ok Harry?" Draco asked. The make-shift safeword was still clutched in Harry's hand, but Draco still wanted to hear it from Harry's lips; from Harry's beautiful full, red lips.


"Never better, my love." Harry replied as he smiled up at Draco, "never better."


Draco smiled as he heard Harry's reply and leaned again to kiss him. After a few minutes he let go of Harry's lip and looked into his eyes again with a small smirk. "Just wait until I show you how much fun it can be to remove the wax - the muggle way." Draco crinkled his nose as he finished the statement. They both began laughing as they knew he was making a joke when he said those things anymore. A few minutes and a few spells later and Harry was freed from his cuffs and everything was back in its proper place.

As they cuddled against each other for the night Harry looked at Draco with a gleam in his eye…

"I know that look Harry, what are you thinking?" Draco said, obviously more than a little amused.

Harry's eyes twinkled a bit as he innocently said, "I was just thinking that maybe next time we can use my Gryffindor ties…" He paused here for a moment and made sure Draco was looking at him before finishing that thought; "and we could find out exactly what the sight of you tied to the bed would do to me after all…" He wiggled his eyebrows at Draco and Draco found himself laughing just at that sight. As his laughing subsided Draco snuggled in closer and brushed his lips across Harry's.

"I think I would like that, my love…" They kissed once more before falling into a comfortable sleep; both with smiles gracing their full lips.

~The End~