alisanne (alisanne) wrote in kabal_love, @ 2011-05-10 20:40:00 |
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Fic: Play Time
Title: Play Time
Author: alisanne
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Summary: The boys like to play.
Word Count: 635
Genre: Erotica
Warnings: Mild bondage.
A/N: Written to celebrate kabal42's birthday and coming home. Happy birthday, dear!
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Play Time
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Harry tested his bonds but they held tight around his wrists. Huffing, he turned his head to look at Draco. “I didn’t think you meant tonight.”
After placing his wand on the side table, Draco stretched like a cat, the ripple of muscle beneath skin making Harry’s mouth water. “When did you think I meant?” he asked, voice soft. “You know I don’t believe in postponing pleasure, and you did agree.”
“But you plan to postpone mine,” Harry countered, tone husky. “How is that fair?”
“Fair?” Draco laughed softly. “Oh, Harry. Thirty years old and you still think the world is fair?” Reaching out, Draco grasped Harry’s foreskin between his thumb and forefinger and began delicately sliding it up and down. He licked his lips as, predictably, Harry moaned and some pre-come welled up at the tip. The cockring, reinforced with magic, had only been in place for a minute and already Harry was pretty desperate to come.
“I’m in bed with you,” Harry replied, arching his hips to try to get closer to Draco. “That seems pretty fair to me.”
Dipping his head, Draco lapped the head of Harry’s cock. “Does it?” he asked, smirking up at Harry. “We’ll see if you still think that later when you’re begging me to let you come.”
Harry groaned. “Bastard.”
“Now you know that’s not true,” Draco murmured, shifting so that he was straddling Harry’s hips. “My parents were properly married.” He pinched Harry’s nipples, making him gasp. “Take it back.”
If possible, Harry got harder. “Christ, Draco--”
“And blasphemy, too?” Draco, eyes glittering, smiled that slow, dangerous smile. The one that always made Harry shiver. “Oh you do need some discipline.”
He shifted and Harry’s eyes widened. “What are you--? Fuck!”
Draco had lined himself up and was sliding down Harry’s erection, his slick hole squeezing Harry tight as he went. “Yes, I believe that’s...what it’s called,” he panted.
“Jesus--” Harry swore, aching to touch him, but his hands were tied-- “Move, damn you.”
“Mm?” Draco squeezed his inner muscles, pulling a groan from Harry. “Slower did you say?”
“Draco--” Harry growled.
“You know,” Draco interrupted, settling his hands on Harry’s shoulders as he began to ride him. “Perhaps next time I should gag you, too.”
“You wouldn’t--” Harry swallowed hard as Draco finally, finally sped up, arching his back as he fucked himself on Harry. “God.”
Draco grabbed his own erection, pulling as he moved and soon he was coming, spurting over his hand and chest, some dribbling onto Harry. With a moan he collapsed onto Harry, who was still writhing.
“Please, Draco,” Harry whimpered. “Please--”
Raising his head, Draco smirked down at Harry. “Now, I believe you have something to say about my parents?” he purred.
Harry groaned. “Fine! Your parents are paragons of virtue who never touched each other until their wedding night!”
Draco chuckled, shifting in a way that made all of Harry’s nerves sizzle. “Ah, but do you believe it?” he purred. Reaching for Harry’s cock, he smiled. “Perhaps I’ll play with this for a while and see just how sincere you are.”
Closing his eyes, Harry moaned. He was in for a long night.
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Hours later, sated and boneless, Harry was wrapped around Draco, his hands stroking every inch he could reach. Draco smiled. “Admit it. I made it worth your while, didn’t I?”
Harry grinned. “It was brilliant. Thank you.” Threading his hands through Draco’s hair, Harry drew him close for a kiss. “You do know what happens next, though, right?” he whispered against Draco’s mouth.
“Hm?” Draco hummed.
“Incarcerous!” Surveying Draco’s bound body, Harry licked his lips at the flicker of lust that flared in Draco’s eyes. “Now it’s my turn to play.”
Draco smiled, looking relaxed despite his position. “Finally.”
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