Another PWP
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,445
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The characters and places, etc from Harry Potter does not belong to me, but to the author, J.K. Rowling. This is purely fan-made and there's no money made from it.
Another PWP
Another PWP
The front door slammed shut and Draco jumped from his seat on the sofa.
“Draco!” he heard Harry call from the living room, and he didn't sound too happy. He smirked and hurried down the hallway and to the living room, leaning on the wall as he watched Harry pull off his shirt.
“Yes, love?” he asked. Harry turned to him and glared.
“Get over here,” he said as he pointed to the floor in front of him.
“Yes, sir,” Draco responded and walked over to Harry and stood in front of him, the black haired man trying to keep the resounding hum from passing his lips as the tantalizing 'sir' rolled from Draco's tongue.
“Why was there a picture of you fucking my broomstick in my lunch bag today?” asked Harry. He could hear he was trying to keep his voice calm as he looked down at Draco.
“Because I thought you might like it,” said Draco. “You promised me a day off and spending time with me, but since you got called in, I thought you might like a picture, reminding you of what we could be doing.”
“Putting a picture of you fucking my racing broom does not remind me of what I could be doing to you at the moment, it gives me a raging hard-on for four hours and makes me wish I hadn't let you make my lunch,” said Harry. “Under any other circumstances, I would punish you for this, but I've been trying to get rid of this for hours. Get undressed and lean over the sofa.”
Harry walked into their bedroom and Draco did as he was instructed, already half hard from the anticipation. Harry came back to Draco leaning over the back of the sofa, one hand bracing himself and the other working on his cock. Harry walked over to him and slapped him as hard as he could on the ass. Draco hissed and turned to glare at him.
“No touching,” Harry glared back.
The dark haired man opened the jar of lube and pulled out a small amount with his fingers, swirling them around Draco's entrance and shoving them in. Draco's head shot up and he moaned, pushing back on the fingers invading his entrance. Harry pulled back, coating the walls a little more, and shoved them back in as hard as he could once more. He bent his digits slightly and fingered the prostate, listening to Draco moan loudly and watching the man squirm.
Harry set the jar down and pulled his fingers out, positioning his angry red cock against the opening. He rubbed it around Draco's small ring of muscle several times before pushing the head in dry.
“Ah,” Draco gasped as the first inch of Harry's cock popped in, he closed his eyes and tried to push back, but Harry held his hips tight in his grasp, making sure he didn't move without being instructed to, but after several more moments, Harry pulled Draco to him in one very swift movement and the blond man was seated against Harry's pelvis, the eight inch cock buried deep inside him and their balls pressed against each other.
“Fuck, yes!” cried Draco. Harry didn't wait for him to adjust, pulling completely out and ramming back in, the pale ass cheeks spread wide by Harry's hands. Draco pushed back into Harry with every thrust, and Harry watched as his cock disappeared.
Draco's arms gave out and he leaned against the back of the sofa, gasping and moaning against the thrusts. He knew Harry wasn't going to last much longer as the thrusts became more and more frantic, beating into him, and he slipped his hand underneath him, running his fingers over a nipple and tweaking it, before grasping his cock and pulling at it.
“Oh, fuck!” Draco moaned as he closed his eyes. “Harry...I'm gonna cum.”
Harry moaned above him. “Do it,” he said breathlessly. “Cum for me.”
And Draco did. He let out a long moan, cumming on his hand and chest, and some landing on the sofa. His ring tightening around Harry's cock, pulling his lover over the edge as well. Harry shot his thick load deep inside his blond, coating his walls with a low, guttural moan. Draco's tight ring of muscle continued to milk him with several more slow thrusts before he pulled out and fell to his knees, gasping. He left his hands on Draco's ass, the cheeks still spread wide, and he looked up at the inviting hole, grinning. The brunet slowly brought his face in between the blond's cheeks and licked along the cleft of his ass.
Draco yelped and turned around just in time to watch Harry latch his lips on to his entrance and invade it with his tongue, licking and sucking and delving deeper into the cavern. His eyes rolled back into his head and he pushed back on that evil tongue, trying to get more. But, before he could begin to try, Harry pulled back and stood up, pulling Draco's body against his chest.
“Merlin, that was amazing,” he whispered in Draco's ear. Draco hummed in agreement with a big smile plastered on his face and yelped again when Harry smacked his ass.
“Go to the bedroom,” said Harry. “I hope you got enough sleep last night, because you're not getting any tonight.”
Draco laughed and stood up on shaky knees, sending Harry his best sexy glance and walked to the bedroom door. When he got there, he turned back to Harry, leaning against the door frame.
“So, what did you do with that picture, anyway?” asked Draco.
Harry smiled. “Left it in the top drawer of my desk at work.”
Draco laughed and shook his head and walk into the bedroom, waiting for Harry to fulfill his promise.
END
The front door slammed shut and Draco jumped from his seat on the sofa.
“Draco!” he heard Harry call from the living room, and he didn't sound too happy. He smirked and hurried down the hallway and to the living room, leaning on the wall as he watched Harry pull off his shirt.
“Yes, love?” he asked. Harry turned to him and glared.
“Get over here,” he said as he pointed to the floor in front of him.
“Yes, sir,” Draco responded and walked over to Harry and stood in front of him, the black haired man trying to keep the resounding hum from passing his lips as the tantalizing 'sir' rolled from Draco's tongue.
“Why was there a picture of you fucking my broomstick in my lunch bag today?” asked Harry. He could hear he was trying to keep his voice calm as he looked down at Draco.
“Because I thought you might like it,” said Draco. “You promised me a day off and spending time with me, but since you got called in, I thought you might like a picture, reminding you of what we could be doing.”
“Putting a picture of you fucking my racing broom does not remind me of what I could be doing to you at the moment, it gives me a raging hard-on for four hours and makes me wish I hadn't let you make my lunch,” said Harry. “Under any other circumstances, I would punish you for this, but I've been trying to get rid of this for hours. Get undressed and lean over the sofa.”
Harry walked into their bedroom and Draco did as he was instructed, already half hard from the anticipation. Harry came back to Draco leaning over the back of the sofa, one hand bracing himself and the other working on his cock. Harry walked over to him and slapped him as hard as he could on the ass. Draco hissed and turned to glare at him.
“No touching,” Harry glared back.
The dark haired man opened the jar of lube and pulled out a small amount with his fingers, swirling them around Draco's entrance and shoving them in. Draco's head shot up and he moaned, pushing back on the fingers invading his entrance. Harry pulled back, coating the walls a little more, and shoved them back in as hard as he could once more. He bent his digits slightly and fingered the prostate, listening to Draco moan loudly and watching the man squirm.
Harry set the jar down and pulled his fingers out, positioning his angry red cock against the opening. He rubbed it around Draco's small ring of muscle several times before pushing the head in dry.
“Ah,” Draco gasped as the first inch of Harry's cock popped in, he closed his eyes and tried to push back, but Harry held his hips tight in his grasp, making sure he didn't move without being instructed to, but after several more moments, Harry pulled Draco to him in one very swift movement and the blond man was seated against Harry's pelvis, the eight inch cock buried deep inside him and their balls pressed against each other.
“Fuck, yes!” cried Draco. Harry didn't wait for him to adjust, pulling completely out and ramming back in, the pale ass cheeks spread wide by Harry's hands. Draco pushed back into Harry with every thrust, and Harry watched as his cock disappeared.
Draco's arms gave out and he leaned against the back of the sofa, gasping and moaning against the thrusts. He knew Harry wasn't going to last much longer as the thrusts became more and more frantic, beating into him, and he slipped his hand underneath him, running his fingers over a nipple and tweaking it, before grasping his cock and pulling at it.
“Oh, fuck!” Draco moaned as he closed his eyes. “Harry...I'm gonna cum.”
Harry moaned above him. “Do it,” he said breathlessly. “Cum for me.”
And Draco did. He let out a long moan, cumming on his hand and chest, and some landing on the sofa. His ring tightening around Harry's cock, pulling his lover over the edge as well. Harry shot his thick load deep inside his blond, coating his walls with a low, guttural moan. Draco's tight ring of muscle continued to milk him with several more slow thrusts before he pulled out and fell to his knees, gasping. He left his hands on Draco's ass, the cheeks still spread wide, and he looked up at the inviting hole, grinning. The brunet slowly brought his face in between the blond's cheeks and licked along the cleft of his ass.
Draco yelped and turned around just in time to watch Harry latch his lips on to his entrance and invade it with his tongue, licking and sucking and delving deeper into the cavern. His eyes rolled back into his head and he pushed back on that evil tongue, trying to get more. But, before he could begin to try, Harry pulled back and stood up, pulling Draco's body against his chest.
“Merlin, that was amazing,” he whispered in Draco's ear. Draco hummed in agreement with a big smile plastered on his face and yelped again when Harry smacked his ass.
“Go to the bedroom,” said Harry. “I hope you got enough sleep last night, because you're not getting any tonight.”
Draco laughed and stood up on shaky knees, sending Harry his best sexy glance and walked to the bedroom door. When he got there, he turned back to Harry, leaning against the door frame.
“So, what did you do with that picture, anyway?” asked Draco.
Harry smiled. “Left it in the top drawer of my desk at work.”
Draco laughed and shook his head and walk into the bedroom, waiting for Harry to fulfill his promise.
END