Title: I Should Have Come Out Earlier... Thirteen
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: M
Disclaimer:Characters are property of JK Rowling and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary:Harry attempts to retell the story about the Ministry.
Harry thrust his hips and groaned in frustration when Draco held them down. He did not understand how the man expected him to form coherent sentences at the moment. Not with the way his tongue swirled over the head of Harry's cock, or the way he looked at Harry when he sucked him into his mouth. Draco pulled away and licked teasingly at him, waiting for Harry to continue speaking.
"Bloody Slytherin," he groaned. "Where was I?"
"Some old witch was trying to explain to you that I'd bewitched you," Draco said, before licking a stripe up Harry's cock.
He's bloody bewitching me now with that tongue of his. "I um... I was properly fed up wi- fuck," he breathed, as Draco sucked on his head. "-With... all that... Draco I can't concentrate when you- Oh Merlin, yesss." He spread his legs as fingers toyed at his entrance. "What the fuck was I saying? Bloody tosser." Draco wanked him slowly and sucked at his balls. "Fountain, I went to the fount- Draco. I basically told them to piss off," he rushed.
"You've skipped a few things," Draco murmured, as he splayed his hand on Harry's thighs and looked up at him.
He sighed and threw his head back. "I climbed onto the bloody fountain and I cast a Sonorus and went on to tell the Wizarding world, the ones that were in the Ministry anyway, that yes, I am dating yooou," he groaned. Draco had dipped between his thighs and began to rim him. Harry gasped at the way the man parted his cheeks and licked at his entrance.
"Uhm, I... uhm... told them that I... fuuck... I'm not remembering anything, Draco. Nooo, don't stop. Fuck. What was it? I... told them I bloody well... thank Merlin... bloody well know... about my own past, and yours... ahn... and that if I didn't... mmm... I didn't... yes, yeees... what? I... I... fuck... I didn't give a shit-" he gasped as he felt a lubrication charm and hissed a 'yes' as Draco slid a finger inside. "I... harder... please... more... Then I just... I told them... told them to mind their own business- there, there, yes... and then I just... mmm... I just went to work. Can you fuck me now? Please."
Draco grinned at him and pumped his fingers a few more time before he climbed on top of him. He spread his legs, one dangling off of the couch, and pulled Draco's hips towards him.
"You, Harry James Potter, are absolutely exquisite," Draco said, as he leaned down and kissed him. He lined himself up and pressed inside in a long, slow thrust. Harry tightened his hold on the man's arse and pulled him forwards so that they could get it on with. Draco chuckled.
He thrust his hips upwards and moaned in satisfaction at the way Draco's cock moved inside of him. He gasped when he felt it twitch inside of him. Draco sat up and watched him writhing as he stroked Harry's chest. Once he got his fill he began to thrust into Harry hard. The man took hold of his cock and began to pump him. He groaned and he bucked desperately.
With a cry Harry came, pulsing his pleasure over his abdomen and Draco's hand. He felt as his arse clenched around his boyfriend's cock and the man moaned and thrust into him without abandon. Soon Draco bucked erratically and Harry felt heat filling him as the cock inside him twitched and pulsed. Harry was already pleased with the way he had handled the woman at the Ministry and now even more so.
He smiled and snogged Draco as the man ground into him until his cock softened. He really did not give a shit about their past when they worked so well together in the present.