His skin was pale as ivory and smooth as silk, perfectly sculpted muscles, and those tempting globes... Harry's cock responded to the sight, knowing that it would be buried deep inside that perfect arse in a matter of minutes.
Stradling the blond's legs, Harry leaned over him, placing a soft kiss on the nape of his neck
Draco turned his head back, allowing Harry to plunge his avid tongue into his mouth. While their tongue's swirled around each other, Harry snuck a lubricated finger in between their bodies to probe Draco's opening.
Draco deepened the kiss, and the brunette took it as an as a sign to continue. He pushed the digit in slowly, searching for that spot that had made him feel so good when Draco exploited it the night before.
The blond had stopped kissing him. His eyes were closed, his brow furrowed. When Harry jabbed his prostate he screamed, pushing himself back onto his boyfriend's hand. Their lips mat again, only this time it was a hungry, fervid kiss.
Harry added a second finger, nuzzling Draco's neck. "Do you like it," he said, "when I touch you..." he pressed hard against Draco's sweet spot, "there?"
"Ahh!" Draco cried out, and Harry took the opportunity to catch his mouth in another heated kiss.
"Do you want this?" Harry asked, purposely nudging Draco's thigh with his leaking cock, while still scissoring his fingers inside the blond's tight channel.
"Please..."
Harry withdrew his fingers, leaving his vocal lover groaning at the loss while he quickly stroked the lubricant onto his cock. As he glided easily into Draco, he couldn't help but notice that his boyfriend made an excellent bottom: lying there, utterly submissive, his head resting on an outstretched arm, and moaning shamelessly with every stroke of Harry's cock.
Harry remembered that Draco had requested a rough lovemaking session the night before, but he couldn't help not teasing himself just a little while longer. Apparently, Draco had no objections either. He covered Draco's back and neck with tender kisses while slowly pushing his cock in until his sack was snug against his lover's arse, and pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained inside. But as much as Harry was enjoying the slow ride, his eagerness to experience his first orgasm inside another male soon took over, and he began to thrust harder and faster with every passing second, until he was ruthlessly pummeling his lover.
Draco forced himself to keep his muscles loose, stay relaxed. As tempted as he was to tense and concentrate on his oncoming orgasm, Harry's animalistic rutting was reducing him to a happy puddle, and he was determined to draw it out as long as possible, and to enjoy every second of it.
For a second, sometime between thrusts, Draco felt jealous that even shagging came naturally to potter. It was his first time topping, and yet he was pounding Draco like an expert. Draco's own first experience topping had been rather clumsy and lasted barely five minutes. Yet the next hit to his prostate drove every last jealous thought out of the blond's mind.
He felt Harry's full weight descend upon him as the brunette pressed against him, felt his hot breath on his neck. Draco's rigid cock was trapped between his own body and the mattress beneath him. Draco felt himself beginning to lose control of his body. Quivering violently under Harry's assault, he screamed, feeling the first wave of orgasm hit him with a force of a thousand hexes. Harry's seed had filled him at precisely the same time, thoroughly slicking his passage as his lover continued to thrust, and providing sheer bliss.