Who: Zuko + Draco What: Unabashed sexings When: 8th June Where: Their hotel at Disney Suites Whatever Rating: NC-17 for unabashed sexings Status: Complete
This mini vacation was going really nicely. The four of them were getting along well - they'd done dinner together the night before, and this morning Zuko had gotten up early to have a one-on-one dinner with Pansy. He liked that he got along with Draco's family well enough to do things like that. Sometimes, he was sure he got along with them better than his own family. In a way, it wasn't all that surprising.
They'd been on every ride the park had to offer at least once, eaten more ice cream than should have been physically possible, and then taken to lazily window shopping. Tonight though, Zuko and Draco had decided to call it an early night.
Neither of them, however, planned on sleeping.
No, sleeping was definitely not high on the agenda tonight. They had other far more interesting things to do, after all they needed a way to work off all that sugar they’d consumed.
Wrapping his arms around his husband Draco sighed contentedly, there had been no life or death situations, lots of smiles, lots of laughter and most of all lots of relaxing. It really had been just what they needed, Draco had maybe underestimated how much stress he’d been feeling.
“Love you” he said simply before kissing Zuko beginning sweetly but gaining in feeling quickly.
There had been a lot of reasons for stress -- and while both had dealt as best they could, certainly a little vacation of no worries could only help more. Zuko felt lighter now than he had in months, if not longer. It was nice to think that all of that previous mess was over with.
He nibbled and kissed at Draco’s lips in equal measure. “I know,” he said, cheekily.
Draco smiled against Zuko’s lips as he let his hands slip down to squeeze his ass, “Minx” he said, light amusement in his tone.
“Mm,” Zuko agreed, leaning forward to nuzzle against the curve of his husbands’ neck. Really, only Draco Malfoy could call him something like that and get away with it. Anyone else, he’d set on fire, or at the very least glare at. Today there is no fire -- it’s gone, along with most the other magic in the city and state. Zuko, oddly, can’t find a reason to care.
Draco was aware and grateful for the privileges he had as Zuko’s husband, he wouldn’t misuse them at all. It was strange being without magic, especially after he’d just gotten used to it but luckily Disneyland had plenty of distractions, including one very gorgeous husband.
“An early night was an inspired idea” he whispered as he moved his hands on Zuko’s ass.
“I’m a genius.” He’d believe it to be so, anyway. Just for the moment. He kissed Draco again - lips, chin, neck -- and then pushed the other boy playfully over until he was laying on the bed.
“That you are” Draco agreed before his lips were too busy for any more words. He smiled when Zuko moved him towards the bed, lying down he pushed himself up on his elbows and looked at Zuko hotly, “Getting me where you want me?” he asked.
“Something like that.” Zuko did smug pretty well, and doubled up on it a bit by crawling on top of the other boy until he was straddling his hips.
Draco watched Zuko with hungry eyes, moving his hips as he straddled them letting him feel Draco’s growing erection. He did so love it when his husband got into his take control modes.
It was pretty rare for Zuko to have any such modes. It wasn’t his fault Draco did it better. Still. “Mm,” he said, of his husband’s obvious erection, wiggling his hips down teasingly to brush against it more, even with all their clothes. “Hello.” And then he leaned down a bit to steal another kiss.
Draco did pride himself on taking charge pretty well but he did like Zuko’s attempts, it was quite hot to see him be commanding. Or as commanding as Zuko got. “Hello gorgeous” he answered before kissing him deeply.
The kiss was returned in full, heated and a bit rough. He’d never really liked kissing before he met Draco, but now it was something he enjoyed very much indeed. He wiggled back a little in order to tug Draco’s shirt off. Shirts were stupid.
Draco liked to think it was because he was just a kissing genius but it was more likely that before Zuko just hadn't been kissed properly with meaning and technique. Either way Draco was glad he liked it now.
Shirts really were stupid so he helped out by helping Zuko remove them both. Running his hands down his husband's chest while he could.
Helpfulness was good; Zuko approved. He kissed the spot between neck and shoulder, and nuzzled his nose close for a moment. “Nice to see you didn’t burn any,” he told the other boy, because at this point he was well known for making random conversation.
That got an indulgent smile from Draco, "Mmm, well I've got to be careful, wouldn't want to burn and ruin any chance of this would I?" he said running his hand through Zuko's hair affectionately.
“I’m sure you’d manage even with.” He butted his head into Draco’s hand a little, and seemed more than pleased to do so even as he worked at the buckle on the blond’s belt. Zuko wasn’t particularly good at the teasing game, his patience was short in comparison to his husbands’. “What shall we do today, though, since you are burn free?”
Draco wasn't complaining teasing and patience were all well and good but sometimes less was more. "Well it seems like I'm at your mercy right now, do with me what you will" he winked raising his hips when Zuko needed him to.
Snorting at that, Zuko wriggled both jeans and underthings off of Draco until he was completely unclothed. One would think that after months of seeing that, Zuko might be used to it -- but really, it was a bit breathtaking every time. “You’re gorgeous, you know.”
“You’re biased” Draco replied with a smile, “Now off with these” he plucked at Zuko’s trousers, “so I can ogle you too”
“Even if I wasn’t.” Zuko insists, even as he slips off his jeans and boxers to let them land in a little pile on the floor. “I always wondered how you were single when we met. Am I naked enough?”
“Maybe it was fate” Draco said watching as Zuko’s body was revealed to him, “I’m very glad I was. And that nobody else had snapped you up” He sat up a bit to whisper against those lovely lips, “Perfectly naked” before kissing him, hands running over his chest before around to grope his delicious ass.
Zuko had thought himself perfectly undateable before meeting Draco, but there was no real way to argue that one, and so he didn’t even try. Fate sounded kind of nice, though. He wriggled back on top of his husband until he was nearly in his lap, fingers finding resting spots on shoulders before kissing him back well and properly.
Fate was nice and Draco thought something must have had a hand in their meeting in the park that day. As they kissed Draco maneuvered Zuko until he was in his lap, their cocks pressed against each other as they kissed fiercely, Draco’s grip tightening on Zuko’s ass.
Zuko gave a little gasp at the touch, ground down a little more to add some friction to everything before moving to grasp the both of their erections in one hand (christ, how Draco managed to do this ever was beyond him, it was already too exciting) and stroke slowly. “Jesus,” he said, although he was not a religious man.
Draco had more patience than even he had realised, especially when he knew how much pleasure he could give Zuko in the end. However feeling Zuko’s hand pumping their cocks he was glad his husband wasn’t the patient sort, it felt far too good to be drawn out. He groaned as he bit Zuko’s neck, sucking on the skin there.
It was probably better for the both of them that they were opposites in some regards -- Zuko with patience was a very funny idea, indeed. He was meant to be hot headed where Draco was cool and generally collected. They evened each other out this way. “Mm,” said the Japanese boy, closing his eyes and tilting his head back a little to allow Draco more space, even as he found a more even rhythm with his hand.
It was true, they were well matched. Leaving his mark on Zuko's neck he moved back up to kiss his jaw, "God you're amazing" he whispered against Zuko's lips before kissing him deeply, hips moving with each pull of that dexterous hand.
“Yes,” Zuko agreed - because there were times when you did just agree. Or was he meant to be modest there? Hm.
Once they both needed to catch their breath, Zuko leaned back a little with a tiny pant, and then gave a nearly wicked sort of smile. “Back,” he murmured, before playfully shoving Draco back down to laying.
Modesty was great but sometimes completely unnecessary and this was one of those situations.
Draco smiled but did as he was bid and scooted back to lay down on the bed, “Your wish is my command” he winked.
“Cheesy,” Zuko pointed out, because it was. Then again, they both had the tendency to lay it on thick and be too-amused by it. So no one could really blame them. Still, he crawled over his husband to reach for the little bottle of lube they’d set on the nightstand the other day.
“You love it” Draco grinned before reaching up to kiss whatever part of Zuko he could as his husband reached to retrieve the lube.
“Only because I love you,” Zuko murmured softly as he found what he was looking for and then moved to straddle Draco’s hips again. He felt sometimes like he didn’t say that enough. He should say it more, in fact. “More than anything.” He leaned down to kiss Draco one more time, and then moved off of him completely. “Roll over. And get on your knees.” Oh. There was his dominance. He’d found it.
Draco said it a lot, but he was the sappier more romantic of the two of them. He knew Zuko felt it, which was the main thing, but he wouldn’t say no to hearing it more. At his husband’s words his cock twitched before he did as he was bid, wiggling his ass as he did so throwing a grin at Zuko over his shoulder.
Cheeky. Zuko rolled his eyes and gave Draco’s ass a lazy swat - there was no real force behind it, but an open palm did make quite a bit of noise. Even he giggled over that one. He uncapped the lube and tipped some out, but then paused, looking a little concerned. “Is this okay?” Zuko rarely to never topped - and they’d honestly never spoken of it, it just seemed to be the way of things.
Draco chuckled at the swat and wiggled it a little more giving Zuko a wink. “More than okay babe” Draco assured him, lust already in his voice. It was true Draco usually topped but he was more than happy and very turned on by this turn of events.
"Just making sure," the darker haired boy was, at times, just that. A boy. A little unsure. Sometimes approval was needed. Luckily, Draco was pretty good at easy reassurances.
And since he had that now, he gave Draco another swat, because really his husband was a terrible tease. Still, his tone had been a little more than attractive, and so Zuko kneeled up a little to lay kisses to his spine, even as he slowly rubbed slick fingers against his hole.
Draco nodded, he understood and liked to think he was pretty good at knowing when his husband just needed that little nudge of reassurance.
He chuckled at the second swat but that soon turned into a pleasure filled gasp as he felt lips and fingers against his body. He moaned appreciatively to let Zuko knew it felt good.
Oh, Zuko knew. After all, he was usually on the receiving end of this. Even if he was usually distracted by this point, he had been taking notes. Sort of.
Grazing his teeth against Draco's spine, Zuko gave a little sigh of appreciation too -- just because he could -- before slipping a finger inside of the man. He was no stranger to being a bit of a tease himself, and so moved slowly.
Draco really did moan then, "God Zuko,don't stop" he said as that finger slid into him agonizingly slowly. All those times Draco teased flashed through his mind and he thanked whatever was out there that Zuko had much less patience than he did.
"I wouldn't," There was a distinct smile to Zuko's tone, and he leaned forward to actual bite Draco's shoulder. But he wasn't patient, and he really wouldn't stop, especially now that he'd been asked not to. Really, he was just thoughtful that way. A giver. So much of one, in fact, that he slipped in just a little more -- a little faster.
"Sex god" Draco said rather affectionately with a smile which turned to a moan as he was bit and penetrated further. Zuko really was rather wonderful, the best husband Draco could have. His hips moved and continued to do so under Zukos ministrations.
"Right," Zuko said with a laugh. Sex God, indeed. If he was just a bit more clever he might have thought to ask where his tribute was. "All your wildest dreams coming true over here." But maybe that was the case, who knew. Zuko slipped a second finger into his husband, honestly just liking watching the way the other man moved his hips.
Maybe not wildest dream, after all Draco had an incredible imagination. Especially when it came to Zuko and sex. But this was definitely one of his fantasies. When that second finger slipped in there was more hip movement to watch; it felt good, different but very good. He clenched his buttocks drawing those fingers in just that little bit more.
“God,” Zuko said, just sort of watching for a moment. Draco really was something to behold -- if anyone was a sex god here, it wasn't Zuko. He wasn't low on imagination himself -- but he wasn't much of a top, even he'd admit that. For now, he'd just do things how they were meant to be done without getting fancy about it. It was probably safest to leave all the great imagining to his husband anyway.
"You're lovely," he murmured, stroking his free hand down Draco's side.
That made Draco smile, and a shiver ran through him at that light stroke down his side. He turned his head and looked at Zuko hotly, balancing on one hand he tugged him closer for a kiss. "Fuck me Zuk" he whispered against his lips.
Kissing back, Zuko nearly whimpered into his husbands’ lips at that request. Yes, he’d been planning on it -- but hearing it was different. How Zuko ever managed to last as long as he did in the teasing phase was utterly beyond him. “Yes,” he muttered out, dazed. “Of course. I was --” but then he didn’t know what else he was planning on saying there. He leaned back a little, sliding his fingers free and positioning himself into a better spot. This was rare and different for them and he wanted to do it well.
“Just -- let me know if it’s okay,” he said, sounding almost shy as he lined himself up with Draco, entering in a way that was so slow he thought he might just die then and there.
Draco smiled lightly at that, “Relax babe” he reassured his husband kissing the palm of Zuko’s free hand before he leaned back to position himself behind Draco. It was rare and different but it was also going to be wonderful and amazing. Of that Draco was sure.
He huffed out a soft laugh, “I’m pretty sure it’s going to be more than okay” Then words were lost to him as he felt that hard hot length enter him. Draco was tight, naturally, but well prepared and so very turned on that pleasurable sensations spread slowly through his body.
"Christ," Zuko said again, gritting his teeth slightly and huffing out a little breath. This was -- good. Draco was tight, hot. The Japanese boy had to close amber eyes for a moment to focus. Not looking helped with that -- he pressed his hips forward slowly until he could go no further.
Draco gasped once Zuko was in him to the hilt, god that felt good. He didn't move for a moment, enjoying the feeling of fullness before he slowly began to move his hips encouraging Zuko to move as well.
Zuko didn’t really need encouragement. That moment of pause had been to get used to it all, but after that, there really was no teasing for the man -- he couldn’t possibly, and he didn’t know how Draco ever managed in this case. He moved -- hesitant at first, until he found a pace and a rhythm that worked. He dug his fingers into Draco’s hip bones, as if concerned he might just fall over.
Right now Draco wasn't sure how he managed to tease either but he usually did. He smiled indulgently to himself at Zukos hesitancy, it was incredibly endearing but then he found his stride and soon had Draco panting with pleasure.
Of all the things that Zuko was trying to be this second, endearing was not on the list. As such, it was probably good he had no idea Draco was thinking as much (although, really, he wouldn’t have been terribly surprised if he knew). This was good. Really good -- a bit much to handle, if he had to be terribly honest -- but he liked the little noises Draco was making, and he liked the little noises of the action in general.
A lot of things Zuko did Draco found endearing, he was just completely smitten in truth. It was good, very good and he used one hand to cover Zuko’s where it still gripped his hip and squeezed, letting Zuko know through one touch that it was okay and Draco appreciated what Zuko was doing.
Zuko squeezed back in return, and then leaned forward a little in order to steal a very, very awkward kiss (this position, it was not conducive to kissing, apparently. Still, he tried).
It was definitely not the easiest kiss they had ever shared but they were both stubborn and refused to give in. It was wet and a little sloppy but it did what it needed to do. “Love you” he whispered just before Zuko leaned back again.
"Of course you do," how Zuko managed a whole proper sentence complete with sass was beyond him, but he was rather proud of himself for it. It was awfully hard to think whilst maintaining a nice pacing for his hips and trying not to just come immediately (how anyone ever managed was beyond him, this was ridiculous nice and the friction was…well).
"Er. You too. This is--"
Draco was rather proud of him too, and felt himself hardening even more. He couldn't help it, his sassy husband turned him on, and isn't that the way it should be.
"Incredible?" Draco suggested on a gasp, "Because I'm telling you that you feel beyond amazing Zuk" His words were panted out as he moved his ass against Zukos thrusting.
It did feel amazing, and Zuko was pleased that Draco felt similarly -- it was nice to be on the same page after all. Well, mostly the same page. Apparently done with talking, he didn’t bother to reply, and instead slipped the hand that had been on Draco’s waist down around lower so that he might wrap his fingers around his erection. Precarious work, this all was.
How Draco didn’t simply explode when Zuko touched his cock was beyond him but he did moan and gasp loudly in pleasure. He muttered Zuko’s name like a chant over and over.
Probably, Draco exploding would have been a bit of a shock for the darker haired boy. Not that that wasn’t the eventual goal. Zuko let out a little huff of his own (really, he’d given up on words), enjoying his name on his husband’s lips and everything inbetween. It was awkward, but good. Hip thrust -- lean in -- stroke, until he found some sort of fluidity to it all.
It may not be as fluid and practiced as usual but it was still good and very much appreciated. The rhythm they found worked well and Draco could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge as Zuko hit that wonderful spot inside and his hand worked his hard cock.
Which was good, because Zuko probably couldn’t hold back much longer -- normally he could, but this was just too different. Surely, no one could blame him for that. He pressed his forehead against Draco’s back, letting out a little whimper of his own.
Nobody could blame either of them really. It was new and the sensations were already heightened from that. Added to the fact that they were both young and horny with each other anyway and it wasn't going to be a long session. Draco reached back to stroke Zuko’s hair as they moved together.
Zuko leaned into the touch rather needily -- forehead resting against Draco’s palm as he let out another tiny whimper that was as much warning as his husband was really going to get. Zuko was rarely loud when he came -- much preferring to bite his lip and keep the noises in.
Luckily Draco knew this and knew Zuko was fairly quiet, even if he did delight in making him cry out when he could. His hand tightened in Zuko’s hair as he rode his own sensations out, gasping as he felt Zuko’s orgasm.
“Mmph,” Zuko mumbled out, turning his head further into Draco’s palm and giving his erection one more stroke. “Christ.”
“Oh god Zuko” Draco huffed, close to collapsing on the bed, “You’re amazing”
Pulling away a bit so that Draco could collapse a bit if he so chose, Zuko looked both flushed and bemused over the compliment. “If you say so,” he agreed, because sometimes you just took the compliment, right? “You’re better.”
Draco did take the opportunity to collapse but pulled Zuko down with him to snuggle close. “I think we’re both just incredible together”
Tucking his head under Draco’s chin, he let out a little puff of a laugh at that. “Oh, well. I guess I’ll take that, then.” But it was true anyway. They were kind of incredible.
He chuckled, “Good because it’s true” he nodded placing a kiss on the top of Zuko’s head, “I love you”
“Oh, good.” Zuko murmured, half amused, and wrapping his arms ‘round the blond’s waist. “You too.”
Draco closed his eyes and lay his head on Zuko’s, “Thank you for that” he whispered softly.
“For -- what?” Zuko rested his nose against Draco’s collarbone.
“The amazing sex we’ve just had” Draco replied, “I know it’s kind of out of our comfort zone”
“Mm,” Zuko closed his eyes and half smiled. “It’s good to try new things, sometimes.”
“I couldn’t agree more” he replied, “More new things tomorrow” he added sleepily.
“Absolutely,” Zuko agreed, tilting his head up for a kiss. “It’ll be fun.”