Massage: Epilogue

Title: Massage: Epilogue
Author: Deviant
Fandom: Harry Potter, Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17, always.
Disclaimer: There's no way I could ever own the legend of Harry Potter. I am but a humble fan, seeking to amuse myself by toying with the genius creations of JK Rowling, profit-less and humble. (i.e. not my people/places/etc. and not making money from writing this!)
Warnings: There is definitely gay sex in this. If this offends you, please leave this page now.
Summary: Draco gets something a little rougher than a massage.



PART ONE:

Draco smiled and turned his face into the breeze. He was standing in his balcony in a hotel along the southern coast of Italy. It was a small wizarding village, and he was finding it quite comfortable. He grinned and shut his eyes as he found himself relaxing.

***

Harry glanced out the glass door and saw his blond boyfriend leaning against the railing with his eyes shut. He smirked mischievously and cast a silencing charm on the door before sliding it open. He sneaked up on his lover, who was still blissfully unaware.

***

Draco sighed with pleasure as another gentle breeze ran through his hair. He leaned his head back and let the wind whip around him when he suddenly felt an arm wrapping around his waist, and a hand covering his mouth. He screamed as best as he could, but was muffled by the hand.

***

Harry nuzzled Draco’s neck and pushed him against the railing. “Surely you don’t think I’d actually let someone other than me touch you, Draco,” he whispered into the blond’s ear.

***

Draco relaxed slightly once he knew it was just Harry, but he was mad, too, that he had sneaked up on him. He turned to glare at Harry Potter. “What the bloody fuck was that for, Potter?”

***

Harry smiled innocently and said, “What was what for, love? This?” He snickered as he grabbed Malfoy and threw him over his shoulder. He hauled his lover of three years into their hotel bedroom and tossed him on the bed.

***

Draco’s eyes were wide as he watched Harry. He had magic at his beck and call, but so often, Harry just used his strength to do things. Since the black haired lad had needed to defeat the Dark Lord, he had used both magical and muggle training to prepare. His training had become a habit, and he had kept up his abilities. Draco knew all this – but it never ceased to amaze him when Harry just picked him up like he was a pair of shorts.

***

Harry pulled his shirt and trousers off as he raised an eyebrow at Malfoy. He noticed with mild interest that the blond was trying to fight his arousal and seemed to be losing. He growled as soon as he was naked, and jumped onto the bed, landing on all fours over Draco.

***

Draco gasped when Harry was suddenly flying at him. His boyfriend landed on top of him and was leering at him. “What?” he asked quietly, an un-Slytherin blush coming to his cheeks.

***

Harry smirked. “What? That’s all you have to say?” He enjoyed teasing the blond. Since the end of the war, and the later meeting of the two one-time-rivals at a massage appointment, Harry had relaxed significantly, but he hadn’t lost the bad boy attitude that had gotten him through the war and subsequent increase in fame. It was alright, though – Draco seemed to enjoy it, particularly in cases like this.

***

Draco rolled his eyes and refused to look at Harry. He had no idea what Harry wanted to hear, but he knew the game well enough. Soon enough, he felt Harry’s teeth on his neck as his shirt was unbuttoned. He tried – unsuccessfully – to hide his smile as he felt Harry tugging at his trousers with his teeth.

***

Harry growled and shook his head with Draco’s pant leg held firmly in his mouth. He huffed and ripped Draco’s pants off him. “You know better than to wear all this around me, lover,” he purred as he got straight to business, licking and biting Draco’s thighs.

***

Draco’s legs spread apart instinctively, unwilling as the blond appeared to be. He moaned lightly and growled in response to a particularly hard bite Harry had delivered to his inner thigh. “Fuck you, Potter,” he whispered.

***

“Oh, Draco,” Harry simpered. “I’d simply rather fuck you, my love, my darling dragon, my one and only.” Harry continued his teasing as he coaxed Draco’s cock into full hardness. As soon as the organ was stiff and turning rosy, he glanced up at his boyfriend. “I think I know what you need,” Harry smirked evilly.

***

“Oh?” Draco raised one eyebrow and shrugged. “Then you should give it to me.”

***

Harry snickered and very quickly, flipped Draco onto his stomach. The blond grunted as he landed on his erection, but Harry ignored him for the moment. He eyed Draco’s firm arse for a few long seconds, then tensed one of his hands.

***

Draco held his breath as he waited for Harry to make his intentions known. “AHHH!” he suddenly shouted.

***

Harry had spanked Draco. Hard.

***

Draco whimpered softly as Harry slapped his arse again. Blood was rushing to his cock, try as he did to ignore that Harry’s treatment felt good. As Harry spanked him the third time, he gasped softly, “Fuck,” before whimpering again. He knew Harry was laughing.

***

Harry Accio-ed some lube and slicked his cock quickly. He had fucked Draco twice already today, so he didn’t bother stretching him. Suddenly, he plunged in, his hard, hot cock striking deeply into the blond’s channel. He felt the muscles clench around him and whined lightly.

***

Draco clawed at the sheets as Harry’s cock was suddenly inside him. His muscles strained to let him in, but before he had time to adjust to the feeling again, Harry struck his prostate. “Oh fuck, Potter!”

***

Harry smirked devilishly. He was going to get Draco to come in two minutes or less, he had already promised himself that.

***

Draco’s back arched as Harry dug into his bum again. They’d been together three years now, and Harry knew every single hot spot on Draco’s body. In fact, the black haired savior could find his prostate in three seconds flat. One time, Draco had come so hard, he’d almost blacked out, and it had only taken Harry four minutes. He was breathing in stilted gasps, wondering what Harry was planning this time.

***

Harry’s body was tightening as he slammed harder and harder into Draco’s body. He could feel Draco’s muscles fluctuating, fighting an orgasm. He grinned, and with his knees, spread Draco’s legs apart more. He kissed the back of Draco’s neck and across his shoulder blades as the blond thrust, up and back, onto his pounding cock.

***

Draco pushed himself against Harry’s cock eagerly. “Yes!!” he gasped as Harry hit his prostate dead-on again. He desperately wanted to toss himself off with Harry inside him, but his body was pressed to the bed, and he couldn’t.

***

Harry could feel the change in attention in Draco. “What?” he gasped as he continued to ride Draco as fast as he could.

***

“Cock…my….please!” Draco panted. He tried to push himself off the bed, hoping Harry would get the idea. He did. In seconds, Draco found himself thrown belly-first against the hotel wall as Harry continued to fuck him hard, harder, and the hardest they had yet. His hips were slammed against the wall as Harry suddenly slammed into him. “Oh Merlin!”

***

Harry’s mouth was open as he continued to bang his boyfriend as hard as he could. He pinned Malfoy’s arms against the wall with one arm, while he wrapped his other around the slender waist. His hand found its way to the free, bouncing cock, and wrapped around it tightly. He could feel the rushing of blood underneath the surface.

***

“Oh Merlin, Harry!” Draco gasped again as Harry started to jerk him off. He found himself in a high – Harry’s cock was fucking his arse, and his cock was fucking Harry’s hand. He panted hard as he dropped his head back against Harry’s shoulder.

***

Harry felt Draco suddenly tense, and he smiled lightly. It was time.

***

Draco could feel the come in his scrotum as he tried to control his urge to orgasm. He fought it for a few moments, but then Harry shifted position, and he was lost.

***

Harry bent Draco over more, his cock reaching even farther into his lover’s channel. He fucked Malfoy as hard as he could, barely able to keep himself standing as he hammered in and out of his boyfriend as fast as possible. He let go of Draco’s arms, idly noticing as Draco dug his nails into the wall above their heads, and both hands wrapped around the pale cock. One hand jerked quickly against the shaft, and the other pinched and rubbed Draco’s glans. In seconds, he was rewarded.

***

“AHHHHH!!!!” Draco screamed shrilly as Harry’s efforts took hold of his body. He was wracked in pleasure, shaking and trembling as he exploded on the wall. He kept coming and coming and Harry never stopped.

***

Harry smirked, groaned, and released his seed into Malfoy’s arse, filling it with come. He glanced over at the table and grinned cheekily: one minute, thirteen seconds. Draco collapsed into his arms, covered in sweat and come and still shaking. He smiled, full of love, and lifted the blond gently.

***

The next morning, Draco found himself lying on his and Harry’s bed. “Merlin, Potter, what did you do to me last night?”

***

Harry smiled and brushed some hair off Draco’s forehead. He was lying next to the blond and had awoken only moments before Draco had. “Mm, if you want an encore, you’re going to have to ask,” he whispered, smiling, before he kissed Draco sweetly.

***

Draco grinned weakly, but shook his head no. “Maybe later, but just…not now, I’m too bloody worn out,” he said quietly. He snuggled back against his boyfriend and sighed happily.

***

Harry pulled Draco closer to him, hoisting the blond onto his chest and stomach before wrapping his arms around him tightly. “I’m never going to leave you because, Draco Malfoy, you are a stupid prat and I find it very attractive,” Harry snickered.

***

“Arse,” Draco muttered. He set his cheek against Harry’s collarbone and closed his eyes again. He had always loved sleeping on top of Harry. Since the two of them had gotten together years ago, he still hadn’t been able to get enough of his green eyed lover.

***

Harry smiled and shut his eyes, too. He sighed and asked quietly, “What are we doing, Draco?”

***

Draco raised one eyebrow but didn’t open his eyes. “What do you mean?”

***

Harry didn’t answer.

***

“Harry?”

***

“Hmm?” Harry glanced at Draco, but then looked away almost immediately. “Oh, I was just…I don’t know.”

***

“You alright?” Draco’s eyebrows were knitted together with worry. He had never seen Harry looking so…ill. Maybe something bad was going to happen? He rolled off Harry and sat up. “Um…”

***

Harry shook his head. “No, it’s nothing bad, don’t worry…” He rubbed his eyes, crinkling his forehead as he appeared to be thinking about something.

***

Draco grimaced as Harry suddenly moved. He looked at his lover and saw a small box in his hand. “Harry?” He was getting really worried now.

***

“Draco…” Harry bit his lower lip and glanced down at the box. “I uh…um, well, I was just…thinking….er…maybe you want to um…you know?” He ran a hand through his hair and gave a nervous glance at Malfoy.

***

Draco shook his head, incomprehensively. “I want to what?” he asked quietly. He was imaging all sorts of things that could be in that box, but what he found surprised him.

***

“Er, Draco,” Harry started again. “I um…will you marry me?”






PART TWO:

“I um…will you marry me?”

***

Draco blinked. Not quite what he was expecting.

***

Harry smiled slowly and opened the box. “What do you say, Malfoy?”

***

Draco looked at his boyfriend and thought to himself. Marriage? With Harry Potter? Forever? He met Harry’s green eyes and slowly, so very slowly, his lips curled into a smile.

***

Harry’s smile was enormous when Draco held out his hand to accept the ring. It was simple – a plain, silver band, with the most elusive of dragons and lions etched into it. There was a single diamond inlaid in the silver. Harry looked at the ring against Draco’s slender finger. “Perfect,” he muttered.

***

Draco was echoing the same thoughts in his mind. It did look perfect on his hand. He grinned and closed his hand around it. In seconds, his lips were locked against Harry’s, and the two lay back down on the bed, ravaging each other’s mouths.

***

Harry pinned Draco’s shoulders to the bed as he fucked his mouth with his tongue. Draco had accepted! He growled suddenly, in the very back of his throat, and grabbed Draco’s waist.

***

Draco suddenly felt himself being pulled along the bed. Harry let go once Draco’s arse was just at the edge of the bed. He spread his legs apart, smirking wickedly as he thought about what was to come.

***

Harry Accio-ed some lube, and slicked his cock, before he pushed into Draco with no warnings.

***

Draco cried out as Harry’s cock was suddenly buried inside him. He hadn’t even had time for it to hurt, Potter was that fast. He gasped slightly as Harry suddenly pushed back into him.

***

Harry smirked at his fiancé, and asked, “Want it?” When Draco nodded, Harry spread the slender legs apart even more, and leaned over Draco, fisting the sheets in his hand as he braced himself. He slammed into Draco again, and soon found a rhythm that kept his name spilling out of Draco’s mouth.

***

Draco ground himself against Harry as the hard cock hammered in and out of him. Potter’s penis seemed to be growing larger as Draco’s channel tightened. His back arched as he thrust against Harry, groaning with pure delight.

***

Harry grinned and wrapped his hand around Draco’s cock. He shifted position so he could lick, kiss, bite, and suck Draco’s neck. He sank his teeth into Draco’s collarbone as he swiftly pulled on Draco’s foreskin.

***

Draco was barely breathing as Harry kept viciously riding him. He screamed Harry’s name as he suddenly found himself coming uncontrollably.

***

Harry groaned and came inside Draco’s arse as he tried to not fall on top of his smaller partner. As soon as Draco’s back relaxed to its natural curve, Harry was kissing him all over, paying special attention to the spot behind his ear, and his soft lips. He whispered quietly as he kissed Draco, “We’re engaged…we’re engaged…we’re engaged…”

***

Draco looked up at his fiance and smiled. "Love you," he whispered.

***

"Love you," Harry whispered back. He nuzzled Draco's neck and the two of them melted together, wondering how they got so lucky.


-End




A/N: This is the only sequel I have written as I don’t know what to have them embark on next. If you feel you have some good ideas on what could happen next, though I’m not making any promises to any one reviewer or even to another chapter, leave them in a comment. I promise to think about any and all suggestions. :) And don’t forget. Feed your author! Review!