Before Draco and Harry knew it, they had been married for a year. While they hadn't gone all the way, they had been memorizing each other's bodies and growing used to the other things they could do to pleasure each other. Harry had allowed Draco to start using oil to slide his fingers inside him to get him used to the sensation. Draco had even found the special spot that Severus had told him about. Just grazing over it made Harry go crazy. Draco loved nothing more than to watch Harry move his hips against his fingers. Harry was turning out to be quite the horny little bugger. Draco would be at his desk signing important documents and decrees when Harry would turn up and sit on his desk right in front of him and right on top of his parchments to spread his legs. Draco didn't care about his documents when that happened. He only cared about swallowing Harry down his throat. He especially loved when Harry's hand would find it's way into his lap during meals. He found it to be a fun game to try to act normal while Harry rubbed him through his clothing under the table. His favorite thing to do, though, was to lick and suck Harry's bottom. That gave the best reactions; especially when he would start to slide his tongue inside. He could tell that Harry was ready for penetration. While still extremely tight, Draco had no problems using four fingers. He was just waiting for Harry to say he was ready. Draco was aching for it. He wanted nothing more than to be inside Harry. However, he had promised he would wait, and he intended to keep that promise. Their other activities were satisfying, so he wasn't in a huge rush. He had learned to read Harry quite well. He knew it would be soon that Harry was ready.

It was their one year anniversary, and Draco was finishing up some documents that needed his signature so he could focus on Harry for the rest of the day. When he heard the creak of the door, he smiled. He knew it was Harry without looking up.

"Almost done, love," he murmured. "Just two more and I'm all yours."

Harry waited patiently until he was done. Draco signed the last parchment and set it aside to dry. He looked up to see Harry smiling at him in nothing but a robe.

"I'm all done. I made sure that the rest of my day is clear for you," Draco murmured, reaching for Harry, lust and love shining in his eyes.

Harry obediently walked toward Draco, his hips sashaying just the slightest bit. Draco's mouth went dry as Harry untied his robe and it fell open before he settled his hands on Draco's shoulders and straddled his lap. Draco was erect before Harry even sat down. Draco compliantly tipped his head back for Harry's kiss. The kiss was full of heat and passion from the start. Draco slid his hands inside Harry's robe to cup his bottom and squeeze it gently as he explored Harry's mouth. Harry's head tipped back for Draco to lick and suck on his neck as he brought a hand around to stroke Harry's erection. Harry ground down on his lap making Draco gasp and moan loudly. The two of them were never quiet in their activities. The servants and guards quickly learned to ignore the sounds of their lovemaking regardless of where they heard it in the castle. They had been known to conduct their sexual activities anywhere they could find a moment alone. Draco pushed up out of his chair to sit Harry on his desk as he leaned over until Harry was flat on his back, his legs wrapped around his waist. Draco held Harry's arms above his head.

"You are quite the little minx, aren't you?" Draco murmured as he rubbed his hand over Harry's erection.

Harry moaned and whimpered. "I want you," he panted.

"I want you, too. Always do," Draco murmured, letting his hand move a little faster.

"No, I mean I want you," Harry panted, looking into Draco's eyes.

Draco's eyes widened in realization. "You're ready?"

Harry nodded as he used his legs to pull Draco closer. Draco slammed his lips on Harry's to kiss him thoroughly.

"Okay, but not here," Draco panted. "I'm not letting our first time be on a desk. You deserve a bed."

"Draco, I don't want to wait," Harry said, whining slightly as he shamelessly rubbed himself on Draco's groin.

Draco groaned loudly as his eyes fluttered shut. "We're not doing it here," he said as firmly as he could. "You deserve better than this. Maybe if you want to try it later, we can. Not for our first time."

Harry pouted. "Our room is so far away," he said. "I need you. Now."

"Fuck," Draco cursed under his breath. "Our room. Now. Get your arse up and fix your robe. Only I get to see you."

Harry groaned in frustration when Draco pulled away. He got off the desk and retied his robe. He was surprised when Draco threw him over his shoulder.

"Draco, what are you doing?" Harry asked breathlessly.

"Taking you to our room," Draco muttered, opening up the door and hurriedly walking through the castle to their room. Some of the servants and guards gawked at the sight of their king carrying his husband over his shoulder in nothing but a robe, but others just smiled and went back to their work. They were just happy to see how happy Harry was now. Draco opened the door to their room and kicked the door shut behind him. He tossed Harry onto the bed where he bounced once before settling with his robe opened enough to bare his creamy thighs to Draco's sight. Draco tore his clothes off before crawling up the bed to hover over Harry.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked. "I don't know if I'll be able to stop once I'm inside you."

Harry spread his legs and lay back with his arms over his head. "I'm yours. Now, if you keep asking if I'm sure or if I'm ready, I'm going to start thinking that my husband doesn't want me."

Draco licked his lips as he untied Harry's robe and pushed it open. "Trust me. That is never an issue. I always want you."

Draco grabbed the oil that he kept beside the bed and covered his fingers. He slid two fingers inside Harry as he sucked him into his mouth, licking the tip to gather up the liquid that had gathered there. Harry was moaning and pushing down on his fingers. Draco quickly added another and searched for that spot that he knew drove Harry nuts. Sure enough, Harry cried out and grabbed Draco's hand to push his fingers in deeper and harder as his hips moved quickly. Draco added another finger and kept prodding at that spot while Harry tried to get more of him.

"Draco, please," Harry panted. "I need you. All of you."

Draco cursed and grabbed the oil to pour some on himself. He gave himself a couple strokes to cover it entirely. He pressed the tip against Harry's entrance. He carefully pushed forward. He had to push harder to get the tip in and Harry cried out again. Draco froze.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Draco asked, using one hand to hold himself up while the other rubbed over Harry's body.

"No," Harry panted. "It just feels so good to finally feel you inside me. Move, Draco."

Draco put his other hand on the bed to help hold his body up as he pressed forward slowly until he was fully sheathed. He let out a breathy moan. Even in his dreams, he could never imagine the perfection of Harry around him. He was hot and tight. Draco felt almost lightheaded at how Harry squeezed around him. It had been well worth the wait. He felt how close he already was and stayed still while he kissed Harry until he felt like he could move without finishing immediately.

"Draco," Harry whined. "Move already."

Draco chuckled breathlessly as he slowly started moving his hips as he learned the best way to thrust in rhythm. "So impatient, love."

Harry just grunted as Draco thrust harder than he meant to. Harry's legs wrapped around his waist to pull him closer. Draco let himself fall down on his elbows to get more comfortable making Harry cry out and wrap around him more firmly. Draco grinned as he realized he hit Harry's special spot. He thrust even harder as Harry's nails started digging into his back. Draco hissed at the slight pain and hitched Harry's leg higher as he picked up his pace.

"Draco, I'm so close," Harry moaned, his nails beginning to rake down Draco's back.

"Me, too, love," Draco panted. "You feel so good."

Draco winced as Harry scratched him harder as he moaned loudly. Draco grabbed Harry's arms to move his hands above his head. His hands gripped Harry's wrists tightly. Harry moaned even louder at being held down. Harry cried out when Draco made a direct hit to his special spot.

"Oh, Merlin, Draco! Yes! Harder!" Harry cried, struggling to get his hands free.

Draco only pressed Harry's wrists harder into the bed as his thrusts got even faster and harder. "Fuck, Harry! You're so fucking tight!" Draco groaned loudly.

Draco's thrusts grew erratic when he felt his orgasm looming. Harry's body was tensing up and beginning to tremble moments before Harry cried out, his release spurting between them. Draco's breath hitched as he thrust inside one last time as deep as he could and stayed there as he felt himself erupt in the best orgasm he had ever experienced. He buried his face in Harry's sweaty neck, groaning softly at each jerk of his erection. They were both panting hard as they softened and their hearts slowly stopped pounding. Draco shakily lifted himself off of Harry and moved to lay next to him. Draco tugged Harry over to hold him close.

"Was that okay?" Draco asked softly.

Harry chuckled. "That was amazing, Draco," he murmured, snuggling closer. "Much better than…"

Draco squeezed Harry and kissed his head. "I'm glad. That's what I wanted. I wanted to show you that it can be good."

"You did that and more," Harry said, kissing Draco's bare chest.

Draco smiled and held Harry as they fell asleep. Life was going perfectly.