Harry slowly came to consciousness, thouroughly aware of the warm body pressed up against his own. He gave a lazy smile, keeping his eyes closed for a moment longer, relishing the feel of his lovers silky skin.
Eventually he opened his eyes and stared, blearily, up at the ceiling, not bothereing to put on his glasses. He gently disengaged himself from his lover and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before walking steadily to the bathroom. Even without his glasses, he knew the layout of this room well enough to not trip over anything.
When he returned, the other body in the bed hadn't moved. He grinned to himself and sat down, rubbing his eyes. As he was about to slip back into bed, he felt a dip in the mattress and two silken arm slipped decorously round his chest.
"Good morning, Harry." Draco nibbled his ear in greeting.
"Morning, Draco," Harry returned with a smile of pleasure, bouning a little on the mattress as Draco rearranged himself, putting a leg either side of Harry's hips, pressing up against his back. Harry was suddenly very aware of what Draco was up to, as the blonde pressed his hips into the small of his back.
"Draco" he warned, "Not this morning." In response, Draco kissed his shoulder and ran gentle fingers over his stomach. Of course, his body began to fail him at this point. He gave in as Draco whispered, "You know you want to," in his ear. With a small grunt, he leaned back in Draco's arm, resting his back agaisnt the smaller man's chest.
Draco continued to press light kisses over his shoulders as his left hand moved down and cupped him. Harry squirmed, pushing his hips back, releasing a small grunt of pleasure from Draco as he unintentionally rubbed his arse over him. He grinned and when Draco wrapped his long fingers around him, he rubbed again.
Draco bit his shoulder on a groan. With a smile that Harry failed to see, he began to run his hand up and down, slowly, teasingly.
Harry gripped Draco's right thigh, "Stop teasing," he muttered, through clenched teeth. He got only a nibble in response. Draco was going to do it his way and no other this morning.
Harry pressed back against the blonde, lost in the sensations of Draco's teasing. He grit his teeth, and palmed Draco's thighs, gently rocking his hips with each stroke - against Draco's. He could tell Draco was enjoying this every bit as much as he was, the blonde's breathing was becomming unsteady and the arm still around his chest was holding him tightly.
It appeared Draco had forgotten to tease, and they were now moving as one, relishing in the pleasure they gave one another. Harry lay his head right back on Draco's shoulder, closing his eyes and lifting a hand to run through the blonde locks beside him. Draco pressed another kiss to his ear and his grip tightened.
Harry's hand dropped and once again he gripped the ivory thighs either side of him. He was getting close. He never wavered in his own activity, even as he came, he continued rocking and rubbing against Draco, until the blonde's hand stilled and arm tightened around his chest. Until he felt the accompanying warmth against his back.
Sated, they sat silent for a moment. Then Harry reached for his wand, cleaned them both with a word and pulled Draco round until he was lying on top of him. "You realise, I'm going to be late for work, again?"
Draco grinned, "My intentions, exactly."
Eventually he opened his eyes and stared, blearily, up at the ceiling, not bothereing to put on his glasses. He gently disengaged himself from his lover and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before walking steadily to the bathroom. Even without his glasses, he knew the layout of this room well enough to not trip over anything.
When he returned, the other body in the bed hadn't moved. He grinned to himself and sat down, rubbing his eyes. As he was about to slip back into bed, he felt a dip in the mattress and two silken arm slipped decorously round his chest.
"Good morning, Harry." Draco nibbled his ear in greeting.
"Morning, Draco," Harry returned with a smile of pleasure, bouning a little on the mattress as Draco rearranged himself, putting a leg either side of Harry's hips, pressing up against his back. Harry was suddenly very aware of what Draco was up to, as the blonde pressed his hips into the small of his back.
"Draco" he warned, "Not this morning." In response, Draco kissed his shoulder and ran gentle fingers over his stomach. Of course, his body began to fail him at this point. He gave in as Draco whispered, "You know you want to," in his ear. With a small grunt, he leaned back in Draco's arm, resting his back agaisnt the smaller man's chest.
Draco continued to press light kisses over his shoulders as his left hand moved down and cupped him. Harry squirmed, pushing his hips back, releasing a small grunt of pleasure from Draco as he unintentionally rubbed his arse over him. He grinned and when Draco wrapped his long fingers around him, he rubbed again.
Draco bit his shoulder on a groan. With a smile that Harry failed to see, he began to run his hand up and down, slowly, teasingly.
Harry gripped Draco's right thigh, "Stop teasing," he muttered, through clenched teeth. He got only a nibble in response. Draco was going to do it his way and no other this morning.
Harry pressed back against the blonde, lost in the sensations of Draco's teasing. He grit his teeth, and palmed Draco's thighs, gently rocking his hips with each stroke - against Draco's. He could tell Draco was enjoying this every bit as much as he was, the blonde's breathing was becomming unsteady and the arm still around his chest was holding him tightly.
It appeared Draco had forgotten to tease, and they were now moving as one, relishing in the pleasure they gave one another. Harry lay his head right back on Draco's shoulder, closing his eyes and lifting a hand to run through the blonde locks beside him. Draco pressed another kiss to his ear and his grip tightened.
Harry's hand dropped and once again he gripped the ivory thighs either side of him. He was getting close. He never wavered in his own activity, even as he came, he continued rocking and rubbing against Draco, until the blonde's hand stilled and arm tightened around his chest. Until he felt the accompanying warmth against his back.
Sated, they sat silent for a moment. Then Harry reached for his wand, cleaned them both with a word and pulled Draco round until he was lying on top of him. "You realise, I'm going to be late for work, again?"
Draco grinned, "My intentions, exactly."