Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful characters and plots of Harry Potter as they belong to JK Rowling.
Main Warnings: I am very sure you all know what the M rating is for: there will be Drarry sexy love: involves a toy and an aphrodisiac (maybe I said too much here...). And obscenities...enough said.
Other Warnings: probably some OOC and lovely romance to give you cavities :D
Story notes: this fiction is going to be written in a different tense from the first bit. There will be some minor references to my previous story as well. But otherwise that's about it, really.
Author's notes on 25/5/2013: Before I'm tackling 'Unforgettable Memories', I have decided to give you guys my FIRST Harry Potter yaoi and what better way to start on their wedding night :) Think of it as a taste of what to expect once I have fully compiled which chapters in 'Harry Potter and the Crests of Hogwarts' and 'Unforgettable Memories' have lovely M-rated extensions :) who would've thought writing yaoi was fun, I should've done this ages ago but a lot of practice have came to fruition from writing FAKE and Hetalia fan fics with lots of pairing potentials and yaoi but for now...enjoy!
A Blessed Union - The Wedding Night
The newly-weds departed from the large hall, hearing the chuckles of their audience echoing behind them. Finally...finally they could be alone for the rest of the night. Draco was currently walking up the mezzanine to head to the room they had been staying in for the last few days before the wedding. Draco had earlier in the day asked the house elves to change their bedsheets and added in something extra for their special night. The taller man gazed fondly at his beloved Harry, careful to not jostle his precious husband and the Weasley twins' special gift package.
"Draco, you can put me down now. It's already embarrassing enough that you have to suck the daylights of me in front of everyone," Harry insisted as he wriggled in his husband's arms. Not that he didn't enjoy being embraced with his strong arms but he found it slightly humiliating that he had to be carried like a girl.
"No can do, my lion, and stop struggling. I don't want to drop you," Draco shook his head with a gleam in his silver grey eyes, "You're my lovely bride. So it is tradition that I carry you this way."
"Wha-" the raven haired man glared at Draco indignantly.
"Just thank your lucky stars I didn't consider making you wear a dress for the ceremony, my dear," the other man snickered as he watched Harry's face turn red again, "Although...it would be hot to see you dressed in one..."
"You are a kinky bastard of a Slytherin, Draco Malfoy-Potter..." the former Gryffindor enunciated each word in what he hoped was his most irritated and threatening tone he could muster. But it didn't seem to work on his husband as he began kissing the nape of his neck.
Harry tried to ignore the feathery kisses...but it was to no avail...his mighty dragon had that effect on him that he couldn't resist. He eventually gave in by capturing the pale pink lips in a slow yet smoldering kiss, rolling their tongues in each other's mouths while softly moaning when they felt the gradually growing heat acting up in their stomachs. The former Slytherin chuckled deeply in his throat as he pulled back. He licked his lips appreciatively at the sight of his ravished husband.
"But you love me for it, my beautiful lion..." Draco pressed his lips on Harry's nearest temple, "Harry Malfoy-Potter..."
Harry's heart swelled at the way Draco's crooner voice pronounced his name...there was such loving possessiveness with the way he said it. Upon the gentle kiss, the fading vestiges of his irritation and indignance of being carried bridal style dissipated entirely. But the moment he glanced down at the unassuming small gift box he was still holding in his hands, he felt a small burst of embarrassment igniting in his chest. He and Draco had seen the saucy contents inside...Fred and George's cheeky winks said it all too...
"Don't worry about it for now, lion," Draco stopped in front of the closed door of their temporary bedroom. Come tomorrow after their departure, it would be renovated into something else. But tonight...he hoped that his beloved husband would love what he did to it...with the house elves help, of course, "Now I will put you down."
The former Slytherin carefully lowered the slightly shorter man to his feet before wrapping his arms around his waist from behind. Harry savoured the warm circle of his husband's embrace before pushing down the handle to open the door. His breath caught in his throat and Draco smiled at the reaction.
"Like it, Harry?"
Harry surveyed their bedroom in awe. It made him recall the ball they attended together in their sixth year and what Draco did to their secret room to celebrate their own festivities for the night. The crystal chandelier casted a warm golden ambience over the entire room. The burgundy and black silk sheets seemed to shimmer invitingly like molten rubies and onyx stones. Delicate crystal vases filled with white lilies and white roses lined the border of the room, permeating the air with their sweet perfume. The final touches to the bedroom were several lit silver candles levitating near the bed and white rose petals scattered before them in an inviting path to the bed.
After what it seemed to be an eternity, the younger man swivelled to face his husband, his bespectacled green emeralds shining with unbridled love and pure happiness.
"I bloody love it, Dray..." Harry cupped the pale handsome face, "Bloody love it..."
With that, he pulled Draco into another heated kiss. The taller man moaned in the kiss as he tightened his arms around Harry's slender waist, wet noises of exchanged saliva and excited tongues brushing against skin loud in their ears. The silk of their clothes chaffed against their bodies deliciously as the heat began to collect further in their groins, resonating the growing lust and love within their souls.
Not wanting to waste the precious hours of their special night, Draco hoisted his husband and cupped his bottom. Harry curled his muscled legs around his dragon's lean but strong hips and pressed himself close as he wrapped his arms around his neck. All the while, their lips never left each other as they played tongue and tonsil hockey. Draco expertly made his way to the bed, his soles crushing the rose petaly path.
After finally parting for much needed oxygen, Draco clambered onto the silken-covered mattress with his precious cargo and shook off his shoes along with Harry's. He then took the box away from his husband and left it on the bedside table. There would be for later. Right now, the older wizard was mesmerized by his husband's beauty radiating in the candlelight, hardly believing that the Golden Boy...his beloved lion...his thickheaded yet valiant Gryffindor...was now all his in every imaginable aspect. For the rest of his life, he was going to be loved and cherished by this wonderful man who escaped Death's door numerous times in his youth.
Draco needed to see more of Harry...damn clothes were in the way. He drew Harry close and shrugged off his black robes and cloak to the floor, leaving him in his white silk shirt and black pants. The taller man dug his nose against the strong golden neck and breathed in his scent...lilies...he smelled so divine and unspoiled. He breathed shakily with overwhelming desire yet still managed to hang onto his strong willpower to not plunder his Golden Boy right there and then. He wanted to make this night last as long as possible...
"By Merlin, I need you so much..."
Harry's body heated up at Draco's reverent ministrations and he whimpered softly as his husband's hot whispers skated across his sensitive skin. He too fumbled for Draco's dark robes and cloak to pull them off unceremoniously to the floor to join its twin.
There was something intimate and romantic of undressing without the need for magic. Vanishing spells may have been effective in saving time and getting to the good part but nothing could take away the delicious mystery on where a noticeable patch of smooth skin or perfect limb would be revealed next. Another benefit was that it heightened their sexual excitement and the anticipation of what's to come.
Draco made the first move to strip his beloved. He brushed his fingers along the front of Harry's shirt, watching the shimmering fabric enfold the digits before resting on the pearled buttons. Bringing the former Gryffindor close, he unbuttoned the top garment expertly to uncover a muscled lean shoulder...a portion of his solid chest...then a soft nipple came into view. He thumbed it gently, feeling it peak and a soft moan escaping his husband. Draco pressed his lips to the junction where the neck met his shoulder and placed bites and kisses while he pushed the shirt off completely, leaving his torso bare. He ran his hand over the chiseled chest and his heart ached when he felt the ridges of past bloody wounds inflicted by the Dark Lord in their final battle. For a brief moment, his mind flashed back to the terrifying vision of Harry heavily bandaged and unconscious among the stark white sheets. His lion looked almost dead at that time and it frightened him to the core. Draco was brought back to reality when he felt Harry cupping his face and brushing the stray long hairs aside.
"I'm here...I'm not going anywhere, my dragon..."
Draco gripped one of the tanned hands and kissed the palm, "I know..."
Harry decided to now take the initiative and strip Draco of his shirt. The younger wizard watched in wonder as the silk slithered off his upper body, revealing the pale alabaster perfection of lean muscle and soft skin. Harry drew in close to nuzzle his cheek against the chest that had been his comforting warm pillow for many nights. Then his beatific face turned grim upon seeing the criss-cross faint scars marking his husband's arms. He recalled what happened at the precise moment...Lord Voldemort was about to take his life...and his beloved Draco jumped in the way to take the hit for him. He felt his breath constrict when he imagined his Slytherin's anguished yells and the bloody liquid arches spilling from the injured limbs.
"Harry...Harry..." now it was Draco's turn to snap Harry out of his trauma-induced stupor, "I'm fine...and you're fine..."
"If anything, Dray...you're still beautiful to me..." the former Gryffindor pressed his forehead against the taller man's chest.
"So are you, my beloved..." Draco reached for Harry's belt buckle, "Lose these, will you?"
Soon their trousers, belts, underwear and socks joined the rest of the clothes littered on the floor in a messy heap. The two men savoured the comfortable silence between them as they embraced each other, content to bask in each other's warmth. Harry felt his head tilted up and melted as soon as he gazed up in his dragon's silvery eyes.
"I need to make you mine all over again..." Draco murmured hotly, his eyes fixed on the lightning scar decorating his husband's forehead.
Tightening his arm around Harry, Draco leaned down to kiss and lick the fading outlines. Harry cried out in rapture. The mark that made him famous had become more sensitive after the Dark Lord's defeat and his husband never wasted an opportunity to caress it, knowing it would add fire to Harry's lust.
"Shall we?" Draco pushed his husband back against the mountain of pillows. Harry stretched out like a cat, inviting his spouse to tower over him between his legs. They hissed when their half-hard erections brushed against each other. He pressed a feathery kiss on a golden cheek and removed his spouse's glasses to place them on the bedside table. The atmosphere was tender and filled with apprehension, reminiscent of their first time during the Christmas holidays back in Hogwarts in their sixth year, "You know I won't do anything you wouldn't want. Tell me to stop anytime."
"I trust you, Dray..." and Harry meant it. He reached behind his husband's neck to untie the ribbon. He smiled in awe as the golden long hair framed his aristocratic face sexily. He gestured to the gift box on the bedside table, "I need all of you too...I don't want you to stop...ever..."
Delighted to be given the 'go ahead', Draco reached over to retrieve the special Weasley twins' package and set in on the bed beside them for easy access. He finally opened the lid and the nature of the gift contents was plain to see why they caused the flush of embarrassment to colour Harry's face back at the reception. Resting inside in deep pink fluorescent foam casing were three objects: a mysterious glass vial, a bottle of combined massage oil and lubricant and an egg-vibrator attached to a remote control by a fine resilient wire. Draco had vaguely heard about muggle sex toys but he hadn't imagined that Fred and George would venture into that territory and to actually start producing them alongside their joke shop merchandise. It was on the house and apparently they were the first to road-test this adult package. Nevertheless it was going to be fun using them on his husband tonight.
The older wizard chose the vial and picked it up from its casing. It was the small and delicate, almost the size of his palm and it contained a deep violet liquid with a gold glimmer. He uncorked it and the overpowering scent of chocolate, cedar wood and cherries filled the air to mix with the scent of the flowers.
"God...that smells heavenly..." Harry panted softly and arched his back, "Why do I feel so hot inside..."
Draco curiously watched his beloved squirm against the pillows as his green eyes dilated into emerald rings and his cock beginning to twitch and swell. His face bore a lovely flush that extended to his collarbone. He began to feel similar effects as his body seemed to radiate a growing internal heat without his accord and his own erection slowly jumped to attention. His ingredient discerning skills stirred up. Ah...that must had been one strong aphrodisiac...the adult version of their best-selling love potion. According to the twins, it was supposed to heighten the sexual arousal, increase sensory sensitivity and lower the inhibitions in the drinker, similar to some standard lust potions but with an added twist: it was also guaranteed to last three rounds and it excited him. He certainly must get a hold of the recipe from the twins one day...for Potion brewing research, of course. But right now, he focused his attention back to his husband who was now a perfect vision of wanton debauchery in the making.
The former Slytherin tipped the drink into his mouth, allowing the sultry taste of the aphrodisiac to wash his tongue before bending down to kiss Harry sensually. The vial rolled away into a fold in the sheets. The liquid was viscous like melted toffee and the tasty flavours became sweeter than ever. The younger man arched up in the kiss and eagerly lapped his tongue on his husband's moist lips, loving the delicious taste that seemed to fan the fire in his body. Draco minutely parted his lips, allowing the liquid to trickle into the smaller man's mouth. As they shared the aphrodisiac through the heated and loving kiss, Draco felt the other wizard's lithe legs intertwining with his to pull him further in to rub his aching manhood against his while looping his arms around his shoulders. He slipped in his tongue to deepen the passionate kiss, feeling a fine sheen of sweat starting to collect on their bodies. Each delicate touch and gentle kiss seemed to be electrified a thousand times over, heightening their senses and excitement. The heat collected in their bellies before spreading all over their limbs like a sensual tidal wave before centering on their groins...the aphrodisiac was doing its job beautifully...
"Dray...please..." the younger man whined and keened when Draco broke the kiss to instead lick, nibble and suck the pebbling buds on his chest, "Don't tease...want you..."
"Be patient, lion..." the blonde wizard chided gently as he trailed his lips down the delicious lithe body, worshipping each scar and mark embedded in the sun-kissed slick skin.
Reaching the navel, he licked and sucked the line of dusky hair, which led to his prize between his legs. Spreading taut thighs apart, he chuckled when he heard Harry inhale sharply when he breathed over his cock, all hard, red and twitching against his stomach. It made his mouth salivate heavily when he saw the glistening glans. But he felt that now would be a good time to try out the combined lubricant and massage oil. He turned to the gift box and retrieved the second bottle filled with a golden viscous liquid which reminded him of honey and maple syrup. To his delight, the label stated that it was edible. He broke the seal and opened it. He smirked at Harry as he poised the bottle over his lower body. The smaller man hissed as the slimy liquid slithered all over his groin and onto his erection. The hiss evolved to wanton cries as he felt the pale large palms warming up and rubbing the oil onto his lower abdomen, his inner thighs and finally caressing his erection. The next scent was sweet but it was more soothing and somewhat tamed the heat coursing through his veins. Harry looked up to Draco with half lidded eyes filled with desire as he thrust lazily into the tunnel of his husband's long fingers. He whimpered when he felt Draco's slightly calloused fingertips caressing the underside and massaging around the tip. Draco relished the helpless sounds and he couldn't resist any longer to finally sample the fruit of his desires.
"I want to taste you..."
And Draco did so as he swooped down to engulf the moist tip in his mouth and then swallowing him down to the base until his nose touched the nest of black curls. Harry screamed to the Heavens upon the molten heat encompassing him and his hands tangled within the silken silvery strands of his husband's hair. The former Slytherin ignored the burn in his scalp and focused on the solid flesh in his mouth, bobbing his head with lewd slurps. Other than the delectable flavour of peaches and cream from the oil, a steady stream of salty and bitter precome dripped onto his tongue. The two contrasting flavours made Draco hungry for more as he tongued the leaking head and cupped his balls. Each breathless cry and wanton moan wrenched from Harry was music to his ears and made him swell and harden, the pleasant ache between his legs becoming more prominent. He rutted his hips against the silk sheets, moaning breathlessly with his mouth full at the cool material stroking his heated erection. It felt so good...oh Merlin...he could feel the edge closing in on him...the wet patch on the sheets spreading beneath his groin was proof of that...
"Draco...Draco...oh...so good...please don't stop!" upon hearing Harry's whispered pleas and the tightening grip in his hair, Draco felt his husband's manhood begin to pulsate in his mouth...his hairless balls becoming taut at the base...his thighs quivering...and the cries turning into harsh pants, "So close...so close..."
Feeling the urge to see his Harry's face up close and the feel of his slick skin against his, Draco abruptly released him from his mouth before sliding his body up and slamming his hips against the pliant body beneath him. He swallowed the surprised cry in a brutal kiss, urging his husband to wrap his legs around his hips as they ground against each other. Harry broke the kiss and threw his head back against the pillows as Draco continued his relentless assault by nipping his collarbone and licking up the sweat droplets collected there, his hips never stopping. The older wizard growled possessively at the lovely masterpiece he created under the candlelight: a flushed wanton Harry rutting up against him like a bitch in heat. Harry scrabbled for his husband's shoulders, digging his short nails into the skin to leave crescent moon imprints as the tightening in his loins grew more tense and pleasurably painful...
"Let go, my lion..roar my name..." Draco demanded, his voice rough with lust and power, "Only I can make you undone! UNDONE, DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
"DRACOOOO!"
Spurred on by his partner's passionate command, Harry arched his body sharply with a keening groan and erupted his release all over their stomachs. Seeing the absolute bliss on Harry's face forced Draco to lose the vestiges of his self control as his own release mixed with Harry's, grunting deeply in his throat at the tingling sensations attacking his limbs. Draco panted as he watched Harry slump back into the pillows, his shiny chest rising and falling rapidly. The smaller man smiled weakly up at him, his emerald eyes glimmering softly. Draco smiled back and his eyes shone mischievously as he snaked a hand in between their bodies...
"Merlin...I have never come so hard before...ah...ngh..." Harry breathed as he felt his husband playing with the mess collected on his stomach before slathering it onto his still rock-hard erection and lining his own manhood against his. Harry whimpered as the heat reignited within his belly with each slick stroke on their shafts and rouge tips, "Dray..."
Draco used his free hand to take out the egg vibrator from the box and held it up for Harry to see. His smirk grew as Harry's Adam's Apple bobbed in his throat, "The real fun is about to start, my lion..."
The egg vibrator was like any other standard muggle sex toy: a soft peach velvet egg-shaped silicon malleable structure attached to a matching pink remote control with a black wire. The difference that set it apart was the special additional setting that was sure to rock Harry's world: it had the ability to enlarge and change into two other shapes...Draco couldn't wait to test the new toy...but first he had to prepare his husband and he always wanted to try something he hadn't been able to do until now that he had the toy to act it out.
The first thing he did was to kiss Harry again, never tiring of his petal lips and the sighs that accompanied each tender brush. His hand dislodged from their erections a moment later, descending a teasing path to the valley between pert buttocks. His fingertips flittered across the familiar soft fold of puckered skin. Pulling back from the prolonged kiss, Draco took two pillows from the mountain behind Harry and piled them under his partner's hips to prop his lower body.
"Here...why don't you have a look and feel first?" Harry took the toy from Draco and rolled it in his hand with fascination, wondering how it was supposed to enhance their sexual play. It did feel soft yet hard at the same time and the texture was incredibly smooth. Just then, it began to vibrate on his palm; Draco had switched it on. But what made his breath hitch when it enlarged slightly and began to morph into a different shape: it began to elongate and purse into a row of five beads. His cheeks reddened when he looked up to his husband who was fiddling with the control, "Can you imagine me sticking that inside you as I stroke and suck your lovely cock? You would writhe and squirm beneath me as I make it vibrate, change shape and rub against your sweet spot, hmmm? Would you like that?"
Harry couldn't form a coherent response as he was very distracted when Draco began to steadily stroke his erection and the toy continued vibrating on his palm. Instead he nodded frantically, wanting Draco to enact what he would do to him. But apparently his husband hadn't finished speaking just yet...
"Do you know what else I'm going to do to you, beloved? Hmm?" Draco bent down to lick his ear and breathed hotly into the shell, relishing the minute shivers he felt in return, "I want to bury myself in you with the toy still inside...I want to drive it deep in you. You'll beg me to finish you off and you'll come untouched..."
At this, Harry whined and his cock produced translucent dewdrops on the slit, which Draco thumbed to moisten the tip. He loved it when Draco entered his body to fill him up...the former Slytherin stopped stroking Harry, reached for the bottle and took away the vibrator. Harry fisted the pillows beneath his head and spread open his legs invitingly, his lustful emerald gaze fixated on Draco who poured a generous golden trail along the crack.
"That's it, lion...spread yourself...I want to see you..." Draco instructed Harry to take the taut buttocks and pulled them back to reveal the puckered rosebud. He circled his middle finger around the muscled ring before slowly plunging it deep inside...so tight...velvety...searing hot... "Do you like that, Harry?"
"Dragon...p-please...like t-that...feels so good...fill me...I want your fingers...your cock...anything..." Harry whined and whimpered as he thrust his hips towards the intruding digit penetrating him.
The aphrodisiac must had strong potency since Harry usually experienced minor pain and discomfort whenever he was prepared. Draco slowly thrust the finger before adding another. He scissored them in equal paces to ensure he was stretched properly. No matter how many times Harry had been taken, the younger wizard still remained tight just like a virgin. Draco was curious as to what was the final shape the vibrator would morph into. As he pressed the final setting, Draco watched in fascination as it transformed into a mini phallus. Harry apparently had a positive reaction to the change as his eyes turned impossibly darker and his cock against his belly twitched violently. The blonde wizard's silver eyes twinkled as he picked it up and ran the tip across his nipples teasingly...then across his washboard toned stomach...and his quivering inner thighs. He took the opportunity to slide the third finger in. Harry spasmed at the feathery touches, his erection was leaking like a faucet and he grunted in disappointment when Draco retracted his fingers.
Not wanting to waste any more time, the blonde wizard carefully inserted the head of the morphed vibrator into his twitching anus, the muscles eagerly sucking the toy into his depths. Harry panted and arched his hips as he felt the foreign object inside him...it wasn't the same as his Ice Prince's full cock but he could feel it sink deep in his channel...and close to his sweet spot...then his whole world exploded into bright fluorescent spots and white flashes when he felt it enlarge and vibrate in steady pulses inside him. Harry cried out to the ceiling and writhed among the silk sheets. Hot tears of intense pleasure ran down his cheeks and drool trickled down his chin. The heat was back again but it seemed to increase tenfold. He felt like he was being electrocuted and burning inside at the same time. The toy wasn't enough...he was aching for something bigger...something warm and alive to fill him up more...
"Dray! Shit, so deep! Want you now!" Draco cleverly deciphered the garbled mess of Harry's cries and it made his own cock twitch, "In me! In me, please! Fuck! Please, Merlin! Fuck!"
Harry was definitely far gone from his earlier embarrassment if he started spouting obscenities. Draco panted in escalating lust at the painfully arousing vision before him. The seeker-trained lithe body covered in spunk, sweat and oil twisting on the damp silk sheets, his red face stained with tears and drool, wanton moans and cries escaping from his open mouth, his glistening manhood slick and stiff, his anus twitching madly and his smoldering emerald eyes boring into his...the former Slytherin knew that he couldn't hold back anymore.
He slathered more of the viscous liquid on his raging manhood before aligning it to his husband's anus, the wire still visible in his butt crack. Holding onto the wire, the blonde wizard slowly pushed himself in, groaning breathlessly at the molten heat encasing the tip. Draco sat on his haunches and hooked Harry's long legs with his arms, spreading the limbs as far apart as he could. There was still a bit of resistance but Draco ventured on until he felt the vibrator pressing against him and it made his hips twitch excitedly.
"Fuck! Ah!" Draco grunted and panted harshly. The pulsating vibrations coupled with the molten velvet tightness sent bolts of pleasure all over his wet body. They drove him crazy, it made his head hazy and dizzy with desire. He looked down on his husband, "Harry...shit...ah...you feel so hot and tight...ah...just like our first time...always..."
"Dray...Dray...ah...please...move already..." Harry gripped onto the pale strong arms anchoring his legs and leaned his head to kiss his left wrist, "Use me...hurt me...God, just fuck me. Fuck me now!"
"Becoming quite a slut, aren't you?" the former Slytherin chuckled and licked his partner's cheek, tasting sweat and tears, "By Merlin, you turn me on so much..."
Draco pulled his hips back and pummelled back in with a wet squelch, watching in hypnotised awe at the way Harry's body twitched and the throaty cry that accompanied it. He longed to see his husband go wild. He adjusted the vibration settings and made it morph back into its default shape. The immediate change caused both men to whimper as the vibrator did its job and Draco assumed a brutal rhythm as he plundered in and out of the man who would forever occupy the deep depths of his heart and soul. He relished Harry in this particular position. This was when he would see Harry at his most open and vulnerable state and he would be the sole witness at how the smaller wizard would look up at him with complete trust and love in his emerald eyes. Meanwhile Harry felt deliciously trapped beneath his Ice Prince. All of his life, every burden of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders and at times, he resented the fame that came with the scar marking his forehead. But with Draco, he was Harry...just Harry...married to the only man who would always rile him up and fill him with a passion that only he could ignite and stoke within him.
A chorus of whimpers, grunts, groans and whispers for more cocooned the couple thrashing on the bed, stifling the thick musky air around them. Draco, by then, had bent Harry over and started thrusting without abandon, driving himself and the toy deep inside. Harry howled as his prostrate gland was pleasantly abused, his erection practically drenching their pubes and lower stomachs. He could feel the fluttering pulses of Harry's tight channel and his jerking thrusts meeting his: Harry was close to the edge. Harry sobbed and started to grasp and stroke his aching erection.
"NO!" Draco snarled and slapped his hand away before pinning it to the side, "You'll come only by my cock!"
"Ah...hah! P-Please...want more! Deeper! Harder! AH!"
Harry's eyes rolled to the back of his head when his husband pulled back and slammed himself back in a much rougher fashion. The former Slytherin panted as he pistoned his hips ferociously, feeling the sting of sweat dripping into his eyes and the unbearable aching heat centered between his legs. He fumbled for the control and snapped it to the highest vibrate setting. Then he bent down to lick and suck the famed scar on his sweaty forehead, knowing that this action would send the younger wizard over the edge. Harry let out a wordless cry and came violently for the second time, splattering thick ribbons of come across his stomach, his chest and a few droplets landed on his cheek. The tight clenching on his manhood made Draco come undone as he erupted within his husband, biting his tanned collarbone to hold back the scream threatening to rip from his throat.
The drenched bodies twitched and spasmed as they rode out their intense orgasms. Draco fell limp and collapsed within Harry's arms that weakly wound around his shoulder. A calm serenity washed over the couple and the dimming candlelight added the tender romance. Gentle kisses rained on his pale forehead...down his temple...and finally his lips. Draco finally found the strength to prop himself up to deepen the kiss...this time, it was loving and sweet. His silver eyes softened with regret at the stark red bite mark prominent on Harry's collarbone. He softly kissed the mark apologetically.
"Sorry, lion...did it hurt?" Draco brushed his fingers against his cheek.
Harry shook his head with a beautiful smile, lithe fingers lovingly carding trough silken golden blonde tresses, "It felt heavenly, dragon...don't worry about it. I wanted it."
Draco breathlessly chuckled and pecked his partner's forehead before reluctantly releasing the smaller man to pull himself out. He steadied Harry's legs and checked the wire. Harry hissed in discomfort when Draco began to pull it out.
"Easy, Harry, I have to get it out...it's okay...I'll be gentle," the former Slytherin gripped his husband's hand, "Just squeeze if it hurts."
Draco didn't feel any squeezes on his hand as he pulled the soaking wire. Harry tensed slightly as he felt the soiled vibrator being pulled away and out of his body. He sighed as he felt hot fluids trickling down his bottom. Draco set the dirty toy aside and lazily cleaned Harry up with a relatively unsoiled fold of the silk sheets. He crawled up until he was by Harry's side, absentmindedly combing through his unruly black locks sticking to his husband's damp face and neck. Harry wriggled against him, trying to shimmy closer to his dragon.
Draco felt feathery kisses raining on his pale chest, particularly where his heart was beating and a hand stroking him back to full hardness. Then it clicked in his mind: the aphrodisiac was still active...there was still one more round to consummate. He felt his erection leak precome as Harry lazily thrust up against him. Draco wound his arms around his husband to pull him up against his front as he settled in an upright position against the pillows, "Hmmm...lion?"
"I want you...need you...just you..." Harry murmured as he swayed his hips and ground against his husband. Draco's hands snaked down to cup his bottom, moulding his hands and caressing the fleshy mounds, "Fill me again...want you...need you so much..."
Instead of a raging inferno, a gentle heat bubbled in his belly before spreading throughout his entire body. Draco kissed the top of Harry's dark head as he ran his fingers in the crease between his buttocks, his caresses careful and tender. He lifted Harry's hips and guided him to the tip. Harry made no hesitation to impale himself on his partner's flesh. The slick descent was made easier by their rough session earlier. Harry moaned softly as he finally encompassed his husband fully to the hilt.
"Ah...yes...so full..." Harry leaned his head against the pale strong shoulder, feeling Draco's arms tightening around him. The previous session was mind-blowing with the new toy and he enjoyed it intensely. But nothing would compare to this complete sensation of Draco sheathed within him, throbbing and alive, beating in sync with his heartbeat...it was so warm and beautiful that it made his heart full that it overflowed in his eyes... "Feels so good...uh...love it, my dragon..."
The taller man sighed in bliss as Harry took in his length. He could never tire of this...the way Harry made him feel this way...open and bare and yet being able to bask in the love and warmth emitted by the man in his arms...soft and gentle just like the iridescent glow radiating from the candles levitating around their bed. He looked into his eyes and found tears dancing near the edges. He kissed them away and held him to his chest as he slowly thrust his hips into the velvet moist heat that was his beloved lion.
"You feel so good around me, lion...so heavenly...ah...ngh..." Draco praised as he felt the coil within him starting to tighten pleasantly with each slow thrust. He drew his partner in for a slow kiss as they exchanged saliva with each press of their lips, "Ah...beautiful...you're so beautiful..."
Harry chuckled weakly and shook his head modestly. He was sure he looked like a mess...but Draco...he was perfection as a godly Adonis...by Merlin, he looked so sexy right now. Harry began to meet Draco's steady thrusts...he could feel his climax approaching once more. His manhood was squashed between their stomachs and he yearned for Draco's touch. Draco seemed to sense his husband's unspoken request and grasped the erection in his fist, stroking from the base to the sensitive tip in the way he liked it. Harry grunted in his throat and swayed his hips more.
"Yes...like that...I'm getting close...Draco...ah..." Harry breathed heavily as he stiffened in Draco's hand. He whimpered when he felt his husband's fingertips flitting across the leaking slit, "I'm going to come..."
"Do it, Harry...I love it when you look like this..." Draco licked the shell of Harry's ear and spoke in his most sultry voice that would make Don Juan envious, "Come..."
Harry hadn't the strength to voice more moans that usually accompanied with his climax, his voice box having spent in the previous session. He trembled in Draco's arms and his pants turned faster and breathless as he felt the coil within him tighten and burn. With a final hard squeeze on his erection, Harry spilled over Draco's fingers and his anus squeezed around the pulsating solid flesh nestled inside him. The former Slytherin grunted in his throat as he felt his own release wrenched from him the moment his husband contracted tightly around him. Their orgasms were not as intensive but no less passionate...yet also soothing and warm like a sensual brush of waves hitting soft sand.
Draco fell back against the pillows, clutching his husband close and pressing reverent kisses on his scarred forehead. He hissed as he slipped out of the tight orifice, groaning with Harry as their bodily fluids trickled down their legs. They felt exhausted, dirty and wet and in a sore need for a hot bath. But they were far too absorbed in their post-coital bliss to move an inch, especially Harry who just snuggled closer to Draco.
The taller man shivered in surprise when he suddenly felt his and Harry's bodies suddenly cleansed from their intense night, the sheets and pillows looking as good as new and the toy back in its pristine condition. He looked down at Harry just in time to see him lower his hand and hear the fading whisper of the familiar cleansing spell escaping his lips. Harry merely grinned up at his husband, his green eyes twinkling with mirth.
"Really? Only now you would use wandless magic, lion?"
"All those lessons with Severus paid off..."
"Will I get to see you use it often?"
"We'll see..."
Draco sent a smirk of his own in reply as he retrieved the toy to place it on the bedside. Harry and the former Potions professor were on somewhat better terms since graduating from Hogwarts and it did take for a long while for him to see Harry as his own individual instead of the son of his enemy. And the first thing they did together was to help hone on Harry's prowess over wandless magic which the former Gryffindor had somehow managed to retain after all these years.
Now thoroughly spent, the couple lazily delved beneath the sheets, allowing the silky material wrap around them in soothing folds.
"I really have to thank the Weasley twins. Remind me to make another investment in their shop once we're finished with the holidays..." Draco commented.
"Whatever you say..." Harry shook his head and grinned.
"Let's go to sleep. We have a long journey ahead of us, lion...you'll love Switzerland," Draco said as he lazily stroked Harry's shoulder as the other man made his comfortable perch on his chest, "Expect yourself to be spoiled over the Christmas holidays, my beloved."
"I suppose I will have to repay you in kind when we're in bed then, dragon?" Harry leered playfully and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"And more because I expect nothing less from my Golden Boy," Draco smirked, his silver eyes glinting, "Especially now that we have our new toy to play with..."
"Shut up..." Harry tweaked Draco's nipple, making him jump. The former Slytherin pouted but hummed contentedly when Harry kissed it in apology.
"We are finally together as it should be," Draco held up his left hand where the beautiful ring sparkled in the candlelight, the diamonds looking like miniature stars bright against a dark sky, "I feel very blessed right now, Harry."
Harry's grin melted into a soft smile as he held out his own left hand with the matching ring radiating in its beauty, "As am I and more, Draco..."
As their hands clasped together, their rings made a soft tinkling sound like a silver bell. This moment couldn't be more perfect. Their last thought they shared as they fell asleep in each other's arms was...
'It is a blessed union indeed...'
THE END
Author's notes: I finally did it! My first HP Yaoi finished! I hope that it is written to your satisfaction, wow...it wasn't easy but I hope it's worth it :) anyway, I'm off to tackle 'Unforgettable Memories' now :) so reviews would be much appreciated on your thoughts about this latest addition :) until then, see you again, my dears!