Author's Note: Finally came up with another instalment for you, there will be more than fingering in this fic, so if that isn't your cup of tea hit the back button, otherwise, enjoy!
Harry leant forward in the shower, letting the hot water beat down on his shoulders. "Hard day?" Draco drawled from behind him.
"Draining," he replied, shivering at the feel of Draco warm and naked behind him.
"Too drained for this?" he asked seriously as his hands glided down the brunet's torso.
"Never," he declared and pressed back against the blonde. A wicked chuckle and Draco's hand deftly wrapped around his shaft. "Draco," he gasped.
"That's it," he purred hotly into the brunet's ear, "I want to hear you."
"Please," he gasped.
"What do you want?" he drawled, kissing up the side of the brunet's neck.
"Draco," he whined.
He nipped Harry's ear gently. "Tell me what you want," he urged, voice filled with temptation.
"Finger me, please," he gasped, face blazing.
"Good boy," he purred, free hand immediately shifting to comply. Harry moaned at the feel of the first finger slipping into his lubed hole. "You love it when I do this to you, don't you?" he purred.
"Yes," he moaned, pressing back against the blonde, and was rewarded with another finger.
Moans and gasps tumbled from Harry's lips as Draco stretched him until he was able to take another finger. He panted at the feel of it. "I want you in me," he declared hotly.
The blonde stilled his fingers. "Are you sure?" he asked seriously.
Harry shifted enough to meet the blonde's silver gaze. "Yes, please Draco," he panted.
The blonde gave him a hard, hot kiss before removing his hands from his lion. Harry let out a needy mewl. "I know," he soothed, stroking a soothing hand down the brunet's back as he plucked up his wand. "But we need to do this properly," he continued firmly before casting the necessary spells.
Harry shivered. "I love the feel of your magic on my skin," he breathed.
"And I love how you react to my touch," he declared hotly, tilting the brunet's chin for another heated kiss. "Ready?"
"Please," he whimpered.
Draco gripped hold of Harry's cheeks, and parted them to display his hole. He watched avidly as he placed his thumbs to either side of his lion's entrance and pulled. His lion let out a breathy moan. "Draco, please," he pleaded.
"Soon," he soothed as he positioned the head of his cock at his lion's entrance and pushed. They both moaned as he breached. Despite Harry's pleas, Draco slid into the brunet slowly, shivering as he was finally sheathed. "You feel so good," he breathed, resting his head upon Harry's shoulder as he forced himself still.
"Draco," he whined, "please move."
The blonde kissed the side of his neck before setting a slow, steady pace, determined not to injure his lion – no matter how eager he might be. Their breathing sped as their pleasure steadily ratcheted higher. Draco reached around and gripped hold of Harry's shaft. "Draco," he panted.
"I've got you," he soothed as he began to stroke. "Cum for me," he ordered hotly, smirking as his lion instantly went over the edge, and followed him seconds after.
He kept careful hold of his lion as he went loose-limbed. His lips curved as Harry let out a pleased hum. "Why didn't we do that before?" he murmured, voice almost slumberous.
"Timing," he stated as he shifted, slipping from inside his lion. Harry pouted, causing him to smirk. "We can do it again," he promised, cupping his cheek gently.
"We better," he muttered. A wicked chuckle from the blonde as he dipped his head for a claiming kiss.
