Who: Draco and Zuko Malfoy What: A very happy post-bodyswap reunion When: 8/12 Where: Their place Rating: NC17/NSFW Status: Complete
Draco had just gotten breakfast pastries for him and Zuko when he heard people talking about the switchback, before he had a chance to check with someone his phone had gone off with a text from Zuko confirming he was back in his own body. He shot off a text in return as he jogged back to the car and made it home in record time.
Entering through the front door he rushed into the living room and when he spotted Zuko immediately planted his lips on his husbands.
Zuko responded in kind, clearly happy to do so after a week of not. It always seemed like they were catching up for lost time in these matters. He wrapped his arms around Draco’s shoulders and tried refraining himself enough from not just up and eating Draco’s face off in kisses and bites.
Draco’s arms came around Zuko’s waist and he held him close, only parting when the need for air became necessary and even then he didn’t move far. Resting his forehead on his husbands he smiled, “I missed you”
“I was here the whole time,” Zuko said in false petulance, squinting at Draco through regular and half ruined eye both. “You only love me for this hot bod.” But then be was kissing Draco again because he didn’t even want to hear the argument against that joke. He just wanted to kiss Draco until they were both dizzy with it.
Draco began to reply but found his mouth occupied with Zuko’s tongue, which he was definitely not complaining about. Without breaking the kiss he slipped his hands down to his husband’s gorgeous ass and squeezed. God it felt good to be able to do this again.
Zuko agreed, pressing closer until their hips were flush, and only then thinking it might have been a good idea to start all this necking out somewhere against a wall instead. He pulled out of the kiss, gasping stupidly for breath. Really, it wouldn’t do to pass out over this; it would be just their luck to kiss so breathlessly they incurred a little brain damage along the way.
“Bedroom,” he said fiercely. “Now.”
True, their luck probably would lead to something terrible. And the county had done enough cock blocking of it’s own without them inadvertently doing it themselves.
“Mmm yes, bedroom right” Draco nodded looking a little dazed before he tightened his hands on Zuko and hoisted him up. Waiting for his husband’s legs to wrap around his waist before he walked them to the bedroom.
That, Zuko had not been expecting. But he was totally going to go with it, because frankly any arguing would be a slowing for for evil. And orange county was already evil. Wrapping his arms around Draco’s neck, he held on and just laughed over it all, clearly amused, clearly a bit excited.
“This is going to be the best,” he found himself saying. And it was probably true. At least they always had really fantastic ‘well, we can again’ sex.
Laughing too he lay Zuko on the bed, taking in the image of his husband for a moment before removing his clothing then coming to lay next to him.
“I certainly hope so” he said before kissing him softly, his hands went to the hem of Zuko’s shirt pushing it up and letting his hands slide across the skin underneath.
“I mean, not that I compare.” It was a lie, he totally did. It was all pretty good, but sometimes better was just better. He curled closer but seemed keen on undoing the fastening on his jeans at the same time.
Draco smirked against Zuko's jaw where he was placing kisses and little nips. He wasn't convinced at all but as long as it was all good then he didn't really mind their sessions being ranked. He was intrigued though, "So what's the top spot?" he asked curiously.
Seeing that his husband seemed intent on removing his jeans Draco did what any good husband would do and gave him a hand.
Zuko let out a little snuff of a laugh even as he wriggled his jeans off slightly and then let the blond do the rest of the work. “Ask me after this,” he said. Being himself again had clearly put him into good humor of several sorts.
Removing the jeans and underwear from Zuko he laughed at the comment, "You have high hopes, I like that" he said running his hands along the bare thighs that were now revealed to him as his eyes raked the rest of him.
“Yeah?” Zuko asked, peering up at Draco with a little smile and stretching lazily, like a cat. “What else do you like?”
"Music, you, beer” Draco replied with a smirk kissing Zuko’s thighs, “Or were you looking for something more specific?”
Zuko sighed, as if ever suffering, and carded his fingers through Draco’s hair. “I was looking for something vaguely specific. But if you’re going to be all sassy about it, you should probably just fuck me instead.”
“Oh I should huh?” Draco asked smiling wickedly, his head resting on Zuko’s thigh as he stroked his fingers along the other, moving tantalisingly close to his cock.
“Yes,” Zuko said pointedly, because he had not forgotten his urgency, even in having a conversation, and now with Draco so close to touching him, it was back in full force. “Please.”
"You do always ask so very nicely" Draco drawled as he allowed his fingertips to skim Zukos cock, lightly to begin with and then more firmly.
Squirming under the touch, Zuko only panted out a little breath in a hopeful affirmative of Draco’s observation. Nice enough to get what he was asking for, he hoped, fingers curling around Draco’s shoulders and holding there.
Bending his head Draco kissed him lightly before taking his husband’s length into his mouth, running his tongue along it before beginning a slow and enjoyable suckling.
Not exactly what Zuko had asked for, but good nonetheless. He groaned softly, tilting his head back against the bed and curving and arching his hips a little upward, as if to imply both pleasure and a need for more. He’d be more than willing to help.
Draco didn't want to give in completely too early, he wanted to savour being able to touch Zuko again. He did comply to his husband's need for more by wetting a finger and teasing around his hole before sliding it in slowly, while his mouth continued giving pleasure.
Zuko was having none of it though -- relishing things was nice, but maybe they could just do this. And then do it again. Ad infinitum and repeat until they were both too tired to move and maybe then they could nap and wake up and start over.
In any case, he rocked his hips forward with a whine on his lips.
Chuckling around the cock in his mouth Draco pulled off, "Okay I can take a hint" he told his husband before crawling up his body to kiss Zuko soundly. Lining up his own cock at the same time, teasingly sliding in just the head.
Zuko actually sighed in relief at that, bucking his hips up a little more to further force the situation. He was impatient, what could he say? It wasn’t as if Draco didn’t know it. “Finally,” he said, and was only half teasing.
Draco was fully aware of it, but he also loved teasing. It worked pretty well for the both of them. "Couldn't have you getting your way too much now could I?" he said grinning before pushing into the hilt.
Teasing was all fine and good, but sometimes Zuko just Couldn’t. Capital C. “I deserve --oh fuck--” he had to pause, delighting in his newfound breathlessness. “--some spoiling.”
"Oh I will make sure to spoil you" Draco whispered in Zuko's ear before he pulled back just to push back in again.
That? That was perfect. Zuko huffed out a sound of appreciation and decided to give up on words, preferring to feel instead. It’d been over a week since this body had anything inside of it, and he was still tight, and Draco inside of him felt beyond good. He wrung his hands almost uselessly for a moment before grabbing at Draco’s shoulders.
It did feel incredibly good and Draco was loving the feeling of being inside his husband once more. He increased the pace and captured Zuko’s lips with his own. “Love you” Draco whispered breathlessly against his lips as he rocked into him over and over.
Zuko managed to hook a leg around Draco’s thigh, lifting his leg a bit higher for a better angle, better access. Somehow, despite distraction and his ridiculous delight for the moment, he remembered to rock his hips into it. “Fuck,” he said, but then thought better of if. “Love you too. God.”
Draco wrapped a hand around the back of Zuko’s leg, fingers tightening on it as they moved together. Shifting slightly so he could hit deeper Draco gasped, he knew he wouldn’t last too long so he slid his hand down to his husband’s cock and wrapped his fist around it.
Which only served to make Zuko find new noises to offer up on the table. He groaned and murmured proper appreciation, a pleading for more of the same, except possibly harder.
Understanding and sharing his husband’s need Draco moved faster and deeper inside Zuko as his hand followed the rhythm too wrapped firmly as it was around the hard cock.
“Fuck,” Zuko said, because he was really just that eloquent a motherfucker. He tilted his hips up further (as best he could) and dug his nails deeply into the skin at the small of his husband’s back. “Can’t -- not much longer.”
Hey, sometimes urgency won out.
"Together" Draco gasped out moving hard and fast within Zuko, his hand still moving on his husband's cock, encouraging him to completion.
That sounded perfect. Perfect because they hadn’t been able to and now they could, and because sometimes there was just something nice about the-- whatever. Something poetic. Zuko stopped caring, worrying instead about doing just as asked. Together.
It didn’t take long, they had both been denied it for a while and they were used to being very active in their sex life. Coming together as they did felt good, as it should be and Draco kissed Zuko passionately as he came inside him and felt Zuko’s release over his hand and between their bodies.
Once they’d managed to catch their breaths and come down a little from their self imposed highs, Zuko let out a little giggle. Yeah, a giggle. He couldn’t seem to help himself. Lolling his head to the side, he squinted up at the ceiling, feeling silly and pleased and -- just a lot of things.
“Finally.”
The giggle made Draco laugh and kiss Zuko’s shoulder where his head was currently resting, “Couldn’t agree more” he said, tightening his arms around his husband, “I missed this”
“I am a pretty good lay,” Zuko hummed, kissing Draco’s shoulder lazily. “I can see why.”
“Definitely above average” Draco agreed, hands stroking over skin absently, “And you’re a pretty decent snuggler too”
“I’m not bad,” Zuko agreed, but rolled his eyes a little. “Still learning that one a bit.” He’d never snuggled before meeting Draco.
He huffed out a laugh at the eye roll, “I’ll teach you, no matter how long it takes” he replied amusement lacing his tone.
“I’m willing to put the work in for it,” Zuko placated with a faux air of reverence. He couldn’t help himself sometimes.
“Then I think we’ll be just fine. You’ll be an expert snuggler in no time” Draco grinned.
“My hero.” And that one wasn’t even stated wrly or sarcastically. Zuko just firmly believed it.