Whoo Hoo!!! Two chapters in one night. Whatever will people think?
Be warned. There is sex in this part. It's not graphic but it is there. I believe I managed to stay with the R rating.
Disclaimers et al in part 1
Chapter 12 - A New Way to Fly
The feast was lovely although very few actually knew why they were dining better than usual. Even the house elves didn't know what was special about the meal. What they didn't know, they couldn't tell, if only by accident. All most anyone knew was it was a wonderful meal.
Draco and Harry didn't eat much and they let the others do the talking. At that moment, they were working on a case of nerves that was threatening to consume both of them. Finally, they decided to call it a night. They said their good-byes and headed for their quarters.
It was a quiet walk, neither talking until they reached the portrait guarding their door and Draco whispered the password. The portrait swung open and they walked inside. They still hadn't said anything. Finally, they moved farther into the room, allowing the door to close behind them.
"So," Harry finally said.
"Right," Draco whispered. "Do you want something to drink? I think there's some pumpkin juice in the kitchen."
"I'll get it," Harry said, heading that way.
"All right," Draco said. "There's something I need to get out of the bedroom."
Harry returned carrying two glasses of juice just as Draco walked out of the bedroom. Harry handed him a glass and they sat on the couch.
"Is that it?" Harry asked quietly, noticing the vial in Draco's hand.
"Yeah," Draco nodded. "Uncle Severus said you had to take it at least thirty minutes before... before we..." he swallowed, "before we had sex." He handed the vial to Harry.
"Oh." Suddenly, Harry straightened. "No use putting it off," he said. He pulled off the stopper. He brought the vial to his mouth and drained it in one shot. He started coughing when it was empty. "Merlin, that's horrid!" he managed to say. "You'd think he could make it taste a little better."
"I'll be sure and mention it to him," Draco chuckled. "At least, it's over."
"That part of it anyway," Harry said. He looked down at the robes he was wearing. "I don't know about you but I want to get out of these robes."
"So do I," Draco agreed. "Why don't we take a shower and change. You can go first."
"All right," Harry said, standing up. After a moment, he leaned over and kissed Draco. "A united front," he said.
"A united front," Draco echoed. They smiled and Harry walked into the bedroom.
By the time Harry walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel, Draco was sitting on the bed wearing nothing a pair of silk boxers. The blond's eyes went wide as he got his first good look at his husband. He hadn't realized just how well Harry's robes hid his body. While naturally slim, Quidditch had toned his muscles, making him look fit and toned. Harry noticed the look Draco was giving him and his face turned pink.
"Your... your turn in the bathroom," Harry stammered.
"You look great," Draco said. He stood up and walked over to Harry.
"Thanks," Harry said. He looked Draco up and down. He was slimmer than Harry but a few inches taller and the same muscle tone as he had. "So do you."
Draco slipped his arms around Harry and pulled him close. "We may just make it through this," he said. He kissed Harry soundly then released him and walked into the bathroom.
By the time Draco came out of the bathroom, Harry was already in the bed and under the sheet. He was holding the other vials in his hand. "What are these?" he asked.
"Are you wearing anything?" Draco asked. When Harry shook his head no, Draco dropped his towel and climbed under the sheet. "This is lubrication," Draco said, taking the clear vial.
"And this?" He was holding up the purple one.
"Uncle Severus said it was a mild aphrodisiac," Draco said with a sigh. "He said it was to help us along in case teenage hormones couldn't overcome wedding night jitters."
"Do you think we'll need it?" Harry asked as he eyed the vial.
"If we do, we can take it later," Draco shrugged. Harry placed it on the night stand. They fell into silence.
"So," Harry said, breaking the silence. "I guess we should get started."
"I guess we should," Draco said. More silence. Finally, he sighed. "This is ridiculous," he said. "We're friends, right?"
"Right."
"And friends can have sex, right?"
"So we're just friends that have sex?" Harry asked.
"Right."
"Just friends that have sex to make a baby," Harry said quietly.
"I know," Draco whispered. He reached for Harry and pulled him closer until their foreheads were touching. "Don't think about the baby part of it," Draco told him. "For right now, it's just two friends having sex and making each other feel good." A single tear ran down his cheek, shadowed by one on Harry's. "A united front." Harry nodded.
"We could kiss," Harry suggested.
"Kissing's good," Draco smiled. They leaned forward until their lips met.
After a few moments, Draco's tongue reached out and licked Harry's bottom lip. Harry gasped, allowing Draco entrance. They both moaned as their tongues moved back and forth. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and laid down, pulling the other teen down with him.
As they continued to kiss, their hands roamed over each other's bodies, touching everywhere they could reach. Draco moved his lips down, kissing a line from Harry's lips down his neck to his chest. He nibbled on one nipple while his fingers stroked the other. The moans coming from Harry just made Draco more excited, just as excited as Harry was becoming from all the attention.
Being teenage boys with teenage hormones, it didn't take long before both of them where hard and leaking. After a few more minutes, Draco pulled himself up to look in Harry's face. He ran a finger down the dark-haired boy's face. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment then Harry nodded.
"Turn on your stomach," Draco said quietly, picking up a pillow, "and place this under your hips." Harry did so with his arms tucked under his head. He was trying to lie still but there were fine tremors running through his body.
"You okay?" Draco asked.
"I'm fine," Harry assured him. "Just let me know what you're doing, okay?"
"No surprises," Draco nodded. He leaned over and grabbed the clear vial off the night stand where he had placed it earlier. "I'm going to use my fingers first," he said, "to stretch you. Let me know if I hurt you, all right?" Harry just nodded. Draco kissed his cheek. "It'll be okay," he said.
Draco spread Harry's legs and settled on his knees between them. He coated one of his fingers then poured a little on Harry. He ran a single finger down the crevice, stopping to massage the entrance. That caused Harry to suck in his breath.
"You okay?" Draco asked.
"Yeah," Harry whispered.
"I'm going to slip in one finger now," Draco said. "Try to stay relaxed."
Draco put a little more oil on his finger then eased the tip into Harry. Harry hissed and Draco stopped but didn't take his finger out. After a few seconds, Harry nodded and Draco eased his finger further in. He stopped for a moment when he got to the second knuckle then pushed it the rest of the way in. After a minute, he began to move the finger slowly in and out.
Draco pulled his finger out then, adding a little more oil, he crossed two fingers and slowly inserted them. Once they were inside, he uncrossed them and began to scissor them as he moved them in and out. After a few minutes, he repeated his actions and added a third finger. As he was moving them in and out, they moved over a small bump. That caused Harry to yelp and push himself onto the fingers.
"What... what was that?" Harry asked, breathlessly.
"I think I found your prostate," Draco mused. "It's supposed to feel good."
"It did," Harry gasped.
"Almost ready," Draco said. "Just one more finger." Harry nodded, trying to get his breathing under control.
As Draco pushed in with the four fingers, he managed to hit that bump to make it easier on Harry. When Harry began pushing back, Draco knew it was time to complete it. He pulled his fingers out, causing Harry to moan.
"Easy, Harry," Draco smiled. "I think you're ready." He grabbed the oil and coated himself well. He pulled Harry to his knees. He had one hand on Harry's hip and the other holding his cock. He placed it at Harry's entrance. "I want you to take a deep breath," he said. "When I tell you, let it out and bear down."
"I'm ready," Harry said then took his breath.
"Now," Draco said and began to push.
Harry's breath whooshed out as he began to bear down. Suddenly, Draco made it through the first ring, causing Harry to give a small cry, and he stopped. Draco rubbed the small of his back.
"You okay?" the blond asked. "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Just a little," Harry managed to say. "Burns."
"Try and breathe slowly," Draco said, continuing to rub his back. "I won't move until you say it's all right."
It took a minute or two but Harry finally nodded for Draco to continue. Draco began to move again, slowly pushing forward. It took a few minutes but he was finally fully inside Harry. He paused, leaning over Harry's back and resting his forehead there. Both boys were covered with sweat and breathing harshly.
"Harry," Draco panted. "Can I move?"
"Please do," Harry panted back.
Draco sat up and began to slowly pull out then eased back in. Gradually, he began to pick up speed until his hips were slapping against Harry. Harry couldn't move himself because Draco had a tight hold on his hips. He did manage to move one of his hands and began to stroke himself. It didn't take long before both boys were screaming out their completion.
Harry collapsed on the bed and Draco followed him, catching himself on his arms so he didn't land on him. As soon as their breathing began to slow down, Draco eased himself out, causing Harry to hiss, then collapsed next to him. For a few minutes, neither of them spoke or moved. Finally, Harry managed to turn on his side.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked. He reached over and brushed Harry's sweat-soaked hair out of his eyes.
"I'm a little sore," Harry admitted. "How about you?"
"I'm okay," Draco said. He reached for his wand and quickly cleaned them both up. "So," he said. "Do you think we can do it again?"
"Probably," Harry shrugged. "I'm on top next time."
"If you insist." They both chuckled.
"I don't know about you, but I'm tired," Harry said. "Something tells me things are going to get very busy before long."
Draco nodded his agreement. They leaned in and gently kissed, then without moving away from each other, they closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep.
TBC
Be warned. There is sex in this part. It's not graphic but it is there. I believe I managed to stay with the R rating.
Disclaimers et al in part 1
Chapter 12 - A New Way to Fly
The feast was lovely although very few actually knew why they were dining better than usual. Even the house elves didn't know what was special about the meal. What they didn't know, they couldn't tell, if only by accident. All most anyone knew was it was a wonderful meal.
Draco and Harry didn't eat much and they let the others do the talking. At that moment, they were working on a case of nerves that was threatening to consume both of them. Finally, they decided to call it a night. They said their good-byes and headed for their quarters.
It was a quiet walk, neither talking until they reached the portrait guarding their door and Draco whispered the password. The portrait swung open and they walked inside. They still hadn't said anything. Finally, they moved farther into the room, allowing the door to close behind them.
"So," Harry finally said.
"Right," Draco whispered. "Do you want something to drink? I think there's some pumpkin juice in the kitchen."
"I'll get it," Harry said, heading that way.
"All right," Draco said. "There's something I need to get out of the bedroom."
Harry returned carrying two glasses of juice just as Draco walked out of the bedroom. Harry handed him a glass and they sat on the couch.
"Is that it?" Harry asked quietly, noticing the vial in Draco's hand.
"Yeah," Draco nodded. "Uncle Severus said you had to take it at least thirty minutes before... before we..." he swallowed, "before we had sex." He handed the vial to Harry.
"Oh." Suddenly, Harry straightened. "No use putting it off," he said. He pulled off the stopper. He brought the vial to his mouth and drained it in one shot. He started coughing when it was empty. "Merlin, that's horrid!" he managed to say. "You'd think he could make it taste a little better."
"I'll be sure and mention it to him," Draco chuckled. "At least, it's over."
"That part of it anyway," Harry said. He looked down at the robes he was wearing. "I don't know about you but I want to get out of these robes."
"So do I," Draco agreed. "Why don't we take a shower and change. You can go first."
"All right," Harry said, standing up. After a moment, he leaned over and kissed Draco. "A united front," he said.
"A united front," Draco echoed. They smiled and Harry walked into the bedroom.
By the time Harry walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel, Draco was sitting on the bed wearing nothing a pair of silk boxers. The blond's eyes went wide as he got his first good look at his husband. He hadn't realized just how well Harry's robes hid his body. While naturally slim, Quidditch had toned his muscles, making him look fit and toned. Harry noticed the look Draco was giving him and his face turned pink.
"Your... your turn in the bathroom," Harry stammered.
"You look great," Draco said. He stood up and walked over to Harry.
"Thanks," Harry said. He looked Draco up and down. He was slimmer than Harry but a few inches taller and the same muscle tone as he had. "So do you."
Draco slipped his arms around Harry and pulled him close. "We may just make it through this," he said. He kissed Harry soundly then released him and walked into the bathroom.
By the time Draco came out of the bathroom, Harry was already in the bed and under the sheet. He was holding the other vials in his hand. "What are these?" he asked.
"Are you wearing anything?" Draco asked. When Harry shook his head no, Draco dropped his towel and climbed under the sheet. "This is lubrication," Draco said, taking the clear vial.
"And this?" He was holding up the purple one.
"Uncle Severus said it was a mild aphrodisiac," Draco said with a sigh. "He said it was to help us along in case teenage hormones couldn't overcome wedding night jitters."
"Do you think we'll need it?" Harry asked as he eyed the vial.
"If we do, we can take it later," Draco shrugged. Harry placed it on the night stand. They fell into silence.
"So," Harry said, breaking the silence. "I guess we should get started."
"I guess we should," Draco said. More silence. Finally, he sighed. "This is ridiculous," he said. "We're friends, right?"
"Right."
"And friends can have sex, right?"
"So we're just friends that have sex?" Harry asked.
"Right."
"Just friends that have sex to make a baby," Harry said quietly.
"I know," Draco whispered. He reached for Harry and pulled him closer until their foreheads were touching. "Don't think about the baby part of it," Draco told him. "For right now, it's just two friends having sex and making each other feel good." A single tear ran down his cheek, shadowed by one on Harry's. "A united front." Harry nodded.
"We could kiss," Harry suggested.
"Kissing's good," Draco smiled. They leaned forward until their lips met.
After a few moments, Draco's tongue reached out and licked Harry's bottom lip. Harry gasped, allowing Draco entrance. They both moaned as their tongues moved back and forth. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and laid down, pulling the other teen down with him.
As they continued to kiss, their hands roamed over each other's bodies, touching everywhere they could reach. Draco moved his lips down, kissing a line from Harry's lips down his neck to his chest. He nibbled on one nipple while his fingers stroked the other. The moans coming from Harry just made Draco more excited, just as excited as Harry was becoming from all the attention.
Being teenage boys with teenage hormones, it didn't take long before both of them where hard and leaking. After a few more minutes, Draco pulled himself up to look in Harry's face. He ran a finger down the dark-haired boy's face. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment then Harry nodded.
"Turn on your stomach," Draco said quietly, picking up a pillow, "and place this under your hips." Harry did so with his arms tucked under his head. He was trying to lie still but there were fine tremors running through his body.
"You okay?" Draco asked.
"I'm fine," Harry assured him. "Just let me know what you're doing, okay?"
"No surprises," Draco nodded. He leaned over and grabbed the clear vial off the night stand where he had placed it earlier. "I'm going to use my fingers first," he said, "to stretch you. Let me know if I hurt you, all right?" Harry just nodded. Draco kissed his cheek. "It'll be okay," he said.
Draco spread Harry's legs and settled on his knees between them. He coated one of his fingers then poured a little on Harry. He ran a single finger down the crevice, stopping to massage the entrance. That caused Harry to suck in his breath.
"You okay?" Draco asked.
"Yeah," Harry whispered.
"I'm going to slip in one finger now," Draco said. "Try to stay relaxed."
Draco put a little more oil on his finger then eased the tip into Harry. Harry hissed and Draco stopped but didn't take his finger out. After a few seconds, Harry nodded and Draco eased his finger further in. He stopped for a moment when he got to the second knuckle then pushed it the rest of the way in. After a minute, he began to move the finger slowly in and out.
Draco pulled his finger out then, adding a little more oil, he crossed two fingers and slowly inserted them. Once they were inside, he uncrossed them and began to scissor them as he moved them in and out. After a few minutes, he repeated his actions and added a third finger. As he was moving them in and out, they moved over a small bump. That caused Harry to yelp and push himself onto the fingers.
"What... what was that?" Harry asked, breathlessly.
"I think I found your prostate," Draco mused. "It's supposed to feel good."
"It did," Harry gasped.
"Almost ready," Draco said. "Just one more finger." Harry nodded, trying to get his breathing under control.
As Draco pushed in with the four fingers, he managed to hit that bump to make it easier on Harry. When Harry began pushing back, Draco knew it was time to complete it. He pulled his fingers out, causing Harry to moan.
"Easy, Harry," Draco smiled. "I think you're ready." He grabbed the oil and coated himself well. He pulled Harry to his knees. He had one hand on Harry's hip and the other holding his cock. He placed it at Harry's entrance. "I want you to take a deep breath," he said. "When I tell you, let it out and bear down."
"I'm ready," Harry said then took his breath.
"Now," Draco said and began to push.
Harry's breath whooshed out as he began to bear down. Suddenly, Draco made it through the first ring, causing Harry to give a small cry, and he stopped. Draco rubbed the small of his back.
"You okay?" the blond asked. "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Just a little," Harry managed to say. "Burns."
"Try and breathe slowly," Draco said, continuing to rub his back. "I won't move until you say it's all right."
It took a minute or two but Harry finally nodded for Draco to continue. Draco began to move again, slowly pushing forward. It took a few minutes but he was finally fully inside Harry. He paused, leaning over Harry's back and resting his forehead there. Both boys were covered with sweat and breathing harshly.
"Harry," Draco panted. "Can I move?"
"Please do," Harry panted back.
Draco sat up and began to slowly pull out then eased back in. Gradually, he began to pick up speed until his hips were slapping against Harry. Harry couldn't move himself because Draco had a tight hold on his hips. He did manage to move one of his hands and began to stroke himself. It didn't take long before both boys were screaming out their completion.
Harry collapsed on the bed and Draco followed him, catching himself on his arms so he didn't land on him. As soon as their breathing began to slow down, Draco eased himself out, causing Harry to hiss, then collapsed next to him. For a few minutes, neither of them spoke or moved. Finally, Harry managed to turn on his side.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked. He reached over and brushed Harry's sweat-soaked hair out of his eyes.
"I'm a little sore," Harry admitted. "How about you?"
"I'm okay," Draco said. He reached for his wand and quickly cleaned them both up. "So," he said. "Do you think we can do it again?"
"Probably," Harry shrugged. "I'm on top next time."
"If you insist." They both chuckled.
"I don't know about you, but I'm tired," Harry said. "Something tells me things are going to get very busy before long."
Draco nodded his agreement. They leaned in and gently kissed, then without moving away from each other, they closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep.
TBC