A/N: Hello. Not sure if there will be a continuation or not. Xoxo, Stars
In Good Hands
"More." Draco's voice was low and rough.
It sent shivers down Harry's spine, curling around his toes. He glanced over his shoulder, gazing appreciatively at Draco's bare skin.
Harry complied, spreading his legs apart while blushing furiously. His feet pushed the covers away as he got comfortable, leaning on his arms with his arse in the air. Harry could feel Draco's eyes caressing his bare arse, looking his fill.
Harry's throat worked as he thought about wanting to be filled. A pearl of pre-come leaked from the tip of his cock.
"Better, " Draco purred. He knelt on the bed, squeezing Harry's arse. "You have such a pretty arse, Harry. Have I told you that?"
Harry wriggled into Draco's touch, wishing the other wizard would just get on with it. He felt his skin heat in pleasure at the praise; Harry was sure he had pink splotches blooming down his neck and back.
"Not today," Harry gasped, pushing back into Draco's hands as he spread his cheeks.
Harry felt Draco's warm breath against his skin, then the flat of Draco's wet tongue on his arsehole. Harry shivered and sighed, closing his eyes in contentment.
Draco leaned further into Harry's flesh, cheek to cheek to cheek. With one arm curled possessively atop the small of Harry's back, Draco kneaded the arse he loved so much. His free hand squeezed Harry's thighs.
Draco's tongue darted out, licking every crevice, every dip he could find. He closed his eyes and moaned, savoring the clean and musky taste of Harry. Draco licked a hot trail up Harry's arse crack and back down again, over the pink muscle, descending all the way down to his perineum. Then he blew a breath gently across the wet skin.
"Draco!" Harry inhaled sharply. "Quit teasing, you git."
The blonde chuckled, repeating the gesture.
Harry let out a small whine, pressing his arse back into Draco's face.
Draco's arm tightened around Harry's arse, lessening the other man's movements. "So bossy."
He trailed a pale hand up Harry's thigh, a pleased smile stretched across Draco's face as he watched goosebumps pebble Harry's skin. Draco turned his attention back to the pink skin, dragging the flat of his tongue against Harry's arsehole, and ending the movement with a quick upward flick.
Harry's sighs deepened to low groans when Draco slowly pushed his tongue into the taut muscle. The sound went straight to Draco's throbbing cock. He gave a wet swirl, gently stretching Harry's flesh as he tasted.
Harry buried his face in his arms, his shoulders shaking in pleasure and anticipation.