"I've thought this through from each angle and each argument can be trumped by the mere fact that I want it. I don't want to make it be like that though. One of the aspects that's most enjoyable about our partnership is that we each truly enjoy our places in it. To simply order you at this would take something from it." He began ghosting his touch along the side of Draco's face along the hair line.
"You've confessed the before Nikoli you'd had intercourse where you were the top, and you'd enjoyed it right?"
Draco nodded his head. Harry was glad he'd practiced these arguments all week so he had the wording down pat. This was by far the most receptive Draco'd been about the topic. He could see the goal in sight for the first time, he stamped down on the excitement building though as he wasn't at the finish line yet.
"Nikoli felt that you could only be submissive when on the bottom sexually; which was his right to feel." Harry had to practice that line the most so that it sounded as if he believed it with none of the contempt he felt leaking into his voice. "But Draco I am not Nikoli. He and I share many preferences, far more than I would have imagined possible a year ago. To hold me to him though would be like me insisting you act like Ginny."
Draco sat up at that and turned over his shoulder to look up at Harry, feeling his eyes burn with anger at the mere mention of the little wench.
"Hey, hey I am not saying for you to act like her at all. I only meant the analogy to show the other side of the coin. You are infinitely better for me than she could ever dream of being and my love for you outdistances anything I could have even imagined feeling for her so much the feelings would not be in the same galaxy as one another."
"She wouldn't be able to dream of making you as happy as I have."
Harry smiled down at him eyes crinkling up and Draco caught the quick sweep they made of him kneeling there living to please Harry with every breath and Harry knew this. He settled back against Harry's leg this time facing towards him and a few inches closer to his lap. Draco's groin tightened seeing Harry's smile take on a dominant color and had to stop himself from closing the last few inches and taking Harry in his mouth again.
"No she wouldn't. Do you understand what I mean though?"
"It will hurt you."
"After everything I've been through I highly doubt a few fleeting minutes of discomfort would phase me too much. Plus Draco a couple years ago I'd gotten curious and began experimenting while masturbating first with my own hand, then bought a toy from a muggle adult shop that I used for a few months myself before Ginny found it 'accidentally' and demanded I throw it out and swear to never give into such a… 'filthy, disgusting thing that made such a mockery of our relationship it made her sick'."
Draco opened his mouth to let out such a scolding he was sorry the stupid slut wasn't there to hear how completely and horribly she was wrong in doing this.
Harry's hand though clamped on his should as the first syllable squeaked out of Draco. His voice over-rode Draco, "I'm telling you this not to make you hate her more, or even get you upset enough to do it to prove how much better than her you are."
Draco felt his furry pop suddenly realizing that he had suddenly been prepared to do just that.
"I wanted to make you understand that this is something I enjoy sometimes. I stopped doing it first out of guilt and wrongly believing that I was somehow dirty for enjoying it. Then I've held back out of respect that you were uncomfortable with it. I wanted to give us each a bit of room to get settled in the marriage."
He caught Draco's eyes, "It is nothing to feel is wrong or be ashamed of I realize now. It's something I enjoy and will not give up any longer to make others feel better. If you cannot tolerate it or do not find it pleasurable we will keep on as we've been, however I will get a replacement for the dildo Ginny threw away. I think though that you wouldn't like that." He traced a finger along Draco's jaw line. "I think you may even hate the idea of me getting off with any replacement of you. The only thing worse would be to actually go out and find another man to pleasure me."
Suddenly Harry's fingers were twined at the back of Draco's head, not painful but the threat was definitely there. "So, what would you like to do tonight?" The pressure on his hair forced Draco to lean his head back. It also gave him a ballast to steady from the blind furry that began once Harry mentioned finding someone else for his pleasure. No, he was Harry's husband and he would sooner help Granger wax her legs than give Harry any reason to be unhappy.
"I want to fuck you Harry Master, let me please you. I can do so well you'll never consider anything else."
"Hmmm, I can defiantly imagine you doing that. As we have had misunderstandings about that though what do you mean?" He took his hand back and reached down to free his half hard cock, leisurely stroking up and down. He watched Draco's eyes follow his hand up and down, his adam's apple bobbed a few times as he tried to swallow before answering.
"I…I would like to fuck your ass Master."
Draco had to shift his weight to loosen some of the pressure against his erection. His mouth was unspeakably dry as he watched Harry's hand. Each of his arguments had crumbled under Harry's cool arguments. If this was truly something Harry desired he'd be a fool to insist against it. He had been a bit unrealistic expecting that Harry would have the same tastes in the bedroom as Nikoli. He'd already shown this with his interest in sucking Draco off with great regularity. Nikoli had made it seem a great chore that was only to be done in a blue moon, preferring to give a hand job or let Draco jerk himself off while fucking.
"I think we may be able to arrange that for you." Harry leaned forward to kiss Draco, is was almost painfully soft with none of the passion or excitement Draco felt swirling about. He tried to lean in forcing the kiss to become harder to let some of his anticipation leak through.
Maddeningly though Harry broke off the kiss almost as soon as Draco started. Draco's breath was almost panting as he peeked up to Harry through the fringe fallen around his eyes. Harry reached down for his hand leading Draco up to the couch a he stood. "Lay down, we can't have you going into this too revved up and finish before we start."
Draco lay back against the arm of the couch, his legs spread on either side of Harry's hips as Harry lay against him and began kissing again. This time Draco was happy there was an urgency to the kiss that made each motion a bit harder, and his breath come a bit quicker. Especially when Harry reached down and began palming the erection in Draco's suddenly far too tight jeans.
The other hand took Draco's wrists one at a time and drew them over his head to rest over the arm of the couch. Letting them rest there Harry drew himself up on both arms, the pressure lost from his hand on Draco cock was quickly replaced by Harry's own erection which he rutted against Draco with slow deliberateness.
"Tonight you must keep your hands to yourself, you may not touch me or my cock at any point." He lowered his head and traced a line up Draco's neck with his tongue, then blew a controlled breath over the moisture making Draco shiver deliciously under him. "I fully intend to have my pleasure with you fucking myself against your dick again and again until I can't stand it anymore. This is something I've been fantasying about for months now, and I will take you again and again until I'm satisfied. I want this to be the last thing you deny me Draco, you are my husband and I love you more than life." Harry reached one hand down to tug the fly open Draco's dick nearly sprang free and began pumping his hand with the same slow tempo. "I am your Master Draco, I am the one who gets to set limits. Unless you or someone is in threat of bodily harm I will take you when and how I please."
Draco felt his balls tighten he bit down on his lower lip as he fought the pending feeling of his orgasm. God, even the slight brushes of fabric from Harry's robes against any piece of exposed skin felt heavenly.
"If I want to fuck you outside in the corner of an empty park under little or no concealment charm, or have you fuck me until I cannot walk the next day you're only worries should be getting hard for me."
His hand moved down to Draco's balls cupping them and rolling his fingers back and forth as if drumming on a table. Draco arched up colliding with Harry's chest, feeling the world condense down to just the feeling of the pressure against him and the need to come at last.
As if reading his mind Harry's voice cuts through the daze, "Come for me Draco."
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