Not so good :
Draco moaned, speeding his hand over his cock. He took a deep breath and scooted down the bed, spreading his legs. He teased over his perineum for a moment, letting his middle finger ghost over his entry several times. Each time, his cock twitched and drew tighter so that he had to slow down his stroking to keep from coming. At last, Draco stopped stroking all together and, with no fanfare at all, inserted his finger.
His eyes flew open and he felt a little strange for a second. He'd never had anything inside him before. Slowly, he slid his finger in and out a couple of times, waiting to feel this incredibleness that Harry had told him about. He had to admit, it did feel good. There were little darts of pleasure shooting up his ass and down his thighs with each pump. He wouldn't exactly put it in the realm of incredible just yet, but it certainly added a new dimension to masturbation.
He started stroking himself again and the combination was quite good. A low, keening sound came from his throat and he bit his bottom lip. He tossed his head back. Thinking he might trick himself, he quickly added a second finger.
He gasped out loud. This was very, very good. His heels rose off the bed, pulling his knees back toward his chest. The hand stroking his cock sped up, as did the hand he was fucking himself with.
"Oh fuck me," he panted.
Then, it happened. He barely brushed against something that set off explosions all over his body.
"Oh holy FUCK," he panted again, twisting his fingers around, trying to find that spot.
Then he did. Without mercy, he bore down on it.
"OH BLOODY FUCK ME IN A HAT!" he yelled as he exploded over his fist, hips bucking and ass spasming around his fingers. A loud "Ah!" came out of his mouth with each eruption of his cock.
He lay, panting, dizzy and hot, for a long time, fingers still embedded in his bum, hand still wrapped around his limp willy, staring of at the space.
Harry was having a hard time breathing. Draco, ass up and panting, was a delicious sight.
"I know you will. That's why you have nothing to worry about. Just relax. It's important."
Draco lowered his forehead to the mattress and took several deep breaths while Harry kneaded his cheeks.
"Alright. Do your worst. I'm ready."
Harry leaned over and kissed each of Draco's cheeks. "Not yet, you're not."
Harry steadily worked his thumbs inward towards Draco's entrance, relaxing him in degrees and getting him used to the feel of being spread. Harry was also taking the time to convince himself that he could actually put his mouth there. But as Draco became more and more excited, Harry found that he actually wanted to do it. He began by sucking the tender spots on either side of Draco's ass, just where it curved into his legs. Draco's response to this was very positive; he moaned loudly and pushed back into Harry's face. Then, Harry licked along Draco's perineum, something he'd done before, but it was a much closer call in this position.
"Harry!" Draco gasped.
Harry did it again. And again. And finally, instead of stopping short, he licked straight up to Draco's hole.
"Fuck! Harry!"
Harry pulled back at once. "Do you like it?"
"Are you bloody well kidding?"
Harry grinned. "I'll take that as a yes, then."
What Harry lacked in expertise, he more than made up for in enthusiasm. He was forced to stop only when Draco threatened to come again. He quickly lubed his fingers and began using them on Draco instead.
"Draco, I want you so bad. It's all I can do not to just shag you like this. You're beautiful."
Draco was. His whole body was rosy and glistening with sweat. His eyes glittered like kaleidoscopes from underneath his lashes.
"I'm ready, Harry."
"You are?"
"Yes."
Harry quickly abandoned what he was doing and slid underneath Draco's spread legs. He flipped onto his back at once.
"You probably need more lube."
"Yeah, ok," Draco replied. He sat back on Harry's erection, sliding it between his cheeks. Harry's head snapped back and he moaned.
"I just want to get used to the idea first," Draco panted.
Harry was gripping Draco's thighs. "Take your time," he huffed.
Draco slid over Harry a couple of more times, then lifted off him again. He grabbed his wand and spelled his hands, then stroked the lube onto Harry's arousal.
"Mmmm, okay, Draco? When I said take your time, I sort of didn't mean it literally. I'm about to burst!"
"Don't you dare, Potter! Okay, okay, here we go."
Anchoring his hands on Harry's stomach, Draco leaned himself back. Instinctively, Harry reached down and held himself in place, helping Draco guide himself where he needed to be.
Draco pushed down ever so slightly. Harry gasped and shuddered.
"I'm not going to make it, Draco," he whispered harshly.
"Potter, if you shoot before I even get all the way down, I'll hex you. Understand? Think about Snape in his pants or something."
Harry's eyes flew open. "Don't ever mention Snape when we're about to have sex ever again. Understand?"
Draco grinned. "Did it work?"
"Yes," Harry said with a scowl. Draco pushed down a little further. Harry gasped all over again.
"Alright, Harry?"
"Fine. You?" Harry squeaked.
Draco pushed down a little more, hissed, and quickly raised himself a bit.
"Doing good. Just stay with me."
Harry's fingers dug deeper into Draco's thighs.
"Trying."
Draco moved back and forth several more times, then with one final push, he seated himself fully.
Harry let out a string of curse words that would have made Mundungus blush. Draco's coffee cup and orange juice glass shattered on the floor.
Neither of them spoke, but their eyes fluttered open and they stared at each other while Draco adjusted to the new sensation.
"What now?" Draco joked. He leaned forward and gave Harry a sweet kiss on the lips.
"You move and I imagine I come immediately."
"That good, huh?"
Harry nodded.
Draco moved, and as predicted, Harry came almost immediately. But Draco knew his boyfriend all too well. He barely moved, letting Harry recover. Just as Draco knew he would, Harry was hard again almost as quickly as he'd come.
"Now we're set," he said, smiling down at him.
"Sorry," Harry said weakly.
Draco pulled Harry's hands off his thighs and took them in his own. Still smiling down at Harry, he rocked slowly, Harry pushing back against him. They stayed this way for a few minutes.
"Draco? Can we flip? Can I be on top?"
"Yeah."
Carefully, they flipped over. After settling in, Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's back and Harry started pumping into him.
"Fuck, Harry," Draco panted.
"Does that feel good at all? I'm not hurting you am I?"
"No, no, it's good. Lift up so I can touch myself."
Harry did. Draco groaned beneath him and bucked against him.
"Fuck, Harry, I'm gonna come."
Harry moved faster and finished him off. The sight of Draco shooting all over the place pushed Harry into his second orgasm of the day. Afterwards, he fell on top of Draco in a heap.
"I guess it wasn't so bad then?"