V is for Voyeur
AN: I played around with the idea of having Draco watch Harry have sex with someone else. In the end, I decided to go with a tamer version of voyeurism. I just can't imagine the versions of Draco I have in these one-shots as being willing to have anyone else touch Harry. And I can't see Harry being all that comfortable with it either. I also thought of Harry saying his safe word, and then decided against it. It just didn't seem as though Draco was asking him to do anything that would warrant the safe word. The word istelf has no meaning either :p I just thought it would be highly inappropriate to use the first word that popped into my head. Cedric :|. Yeah. The next chapter is the one I've been waiting to write since the beginning, but I had to wait until I got to W to do it :D I'm certain you guys will love it.
Rating: M (obviously) for voyeurism, toys, fingering, and soloM.
The room was dark, lit by only a few sparse candles, the feeling romantic and sensual. Draco sat in a large armchair, waiting pateintly for his lover to enter the room. Tonight was a big step in their relationship, one they had only recently started exploring. Draco was perfectly fine with their sex life; there were absolutely no complaints. However, that didn't mean that they weren't curious about the other side; the not so . . . vanilla part of sex. And that was why Harry walked into the room wearing nothing but a thin silk kimono, fidgeting nervously in front of the young man he called him. Draco smiled reassuringly. "Come sit on my lap Harry." He whispered and Harry crossed the room jerkily before slipping onto Draco's lap, bringing his bare feet up to tuck underneath one of Draco's legs. Draco loved how Harry could fit so easily into his lap, his tiny body molding so perfectly into his. "Do you remember your word?" Draco whispered, slipping a piece of ebony hair behind a small ear and Harry nodded. "It's silver." Harry whispered and Draco smiled again, placing a chaste kiss on Harry's forehead.
"You can use it any time you want. I promise Harry, I will not be upset and I won't get mad. This is about your pleasure as well as mine and I don't want you to lose anything from this experience. Promise me that you will use the word if you feel the need." Draco sternly took Harry's chin in his fingers, making him look into his eyes. "I promise Draco." Harry whispered, pecking at his lips sweetly. "Thank you. Whenever you're ready Harry, go ahead. I'll wait until you're comfortable to begin." Draco whispered and Harry nodded, burying his face into Draco's neck, closing his eyes and breathing deeply. For the next five minutes Draco held Harry until the other gently pulled away and stood in front of him, untying the knot holding his robe together. Slowly he slid the robe from his shoulders until he stood completely nude in front of Draco, fidgeting slightly in embarrassment. Draco's breath shuddered and his eyes darkened in lust as he drank in the sight of Harry's body bared before him. His broad shoulders, his small torso, the flat stomach, long legs, everything was beautiful about him.
"Go ahead and get on the bed Harry." Draco ordered, unbuttoning his trousers as Harry climbed onto the large four-poster, Slytherin green bed in the middle of the room. "Just start doing what feels good." Draco whispered, lightly rubbing the bulge his erection made in his underwear. Harry nodded before running his hands through his hair slowly, then trailing down his neck and shoulders. Running across his chest, he tweaked his nipples a few times each gently, shuddering as his eyes closed. He trailed his fingers slowly, sensually across his stomach and navel before breezing his erection. Harry gasped and jerked his hips forward before gently grasping the organ with one hand. By this time, Draco had freed his erection and was stroking in time with Harry. Harry reached one hand down, muttered a lubrication spell, then slid one finger into his tight core. Harry moaned as the finger moved in and out, quickly switching to two fingers. A few minutes of this proved to be almost almost too much for Draco who finally cried, "Stop!" Staving off his own erection, he nodded at something on the bedside table.
Nervously Harry picked the item up and situated himself against the headboard, legs spread to where Draco could see everything. Slowly, he inserted the magical dildo that was an exact replica of Draco's penis into his backside, mouth opening and closing in slight pain, eyebrows furrowed. "Hm, that's it Harry. Ready baby?" Draco asked, brushing his fingers upa nd down his erection again, watching Harry closely. "Re-ready." Harry nodded quickly, bracing himself on his hands. "Slow." Draco ordered and the dildo started thrusting in and out slow, shallow thrusts. "Oh!" Harry groaned, arching his back slightly. "Faster." Draco ordered and the dildo sped up a bit. "Harder." Draco snapped, his hand moving faster on his erection. Harry reached to tug at his own erection, writhing in pleasure. "Don't touch yourself Potter!" Draco yelled and Harry's hands latched themselves onto the headboard. "Faster! Harder!" Draco yelled and both the dildo and his hand sped up.
Draco let the dildo stay at that pace for a while, driving Harry to the absolute edge. "Faster!" Harry whimpered, eyes rolling back in his head, desperately trying not to reach down. "Come! Come Harry!" Draco cried and Harry arched off the bed, a shrill cry escaping his lips as strings of semen flew up his chest, covering him. He relaxed, riding out his orgasm as the dildo continued moving at the same pace. Finally Draco came, the look on Harry's face too much for him. "Stop." Draco commanded drowsily and the dildo instantly still. Walking to the bed, Draco slowly removed the toy, spelled it clean then put it away. after performing cleaning spells on himself and Harry as well, Draco crawled into bed and pulled Harry up on his chest throwing a blanket over their nude bodies. "You were wonderful." Draco whispered, kissing the top of Harry's head. The latter smiled and sighed in content. "I wouldn't mind doing that again." He admitted and felt the rumbling chuckle travel through Draco's chest. "Perhaps we will. Someday soon."