AN: Here's another chapter. Sorry it took so long, computer's not working right. This chapter is filled with hot, graphic sex, and I do mean graphic. I hope you guys enjoy. Remember all errors are mine! Thanks for all of your reviews. Don't forget to read and review!!
Interview with a Rock Star
Part XIX
Malfoy couldn't believe Harry had proposed to him, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. It was the most incredible feeling ever, knowing that Harry James Potter wanted Draco Malfoy to be his life partner. He had been completely overwhelmed by Harry's actions. He just had to say yes. There was no way Malfoy could say no to Harry, especially since he realized today that there was no one else in the world that he'd rather spend the rest of his life with. Harry was meant for Malfoy and Malfoy was meant for Harry. They were like peanut butter and jelly, two peas in a pod. They belonged together. Malfoy's arms latched onto Harry's neck as he hugged him tightly. He never wanted to let Harry go. Malfoy wanted to hold on to this moment forever. It was the most romantic night he had ever experienced in his whole life, and the proposal just made it seem like he was living inside a children's fairytale.
"Really?" Harry exclaimed, gripping Malfoy's waist tightly.
"Yes, I am serious!" Malfoy shouted loudly. "I will marry you!" He kissed his lips passionately.
"This is great!" Harry cried out, looking directly into Malfoy's eyes and seeing the excitement as he held him close.
"But there is one condition", said Malfoy backing away from Harry. "There is no way in hell I am wearing a fucking dress and neither are you!"
Harry burst out in laughter as he agreed that neither of them would be wearing a dress to their wedding. He pulled Malfoy close to him, and kissed him once more on the rooftop.
"How about going home?" Harry smirked as he nibbled on Malfoy's ear.
"Yes, I quite agree that if you don't get me off this roof I am going to shag you right here." Malfoy hissed, pressing his self into Harry.
From that said moment neither of the boys could remember getting down from the roof top and crawling into the backseat of the Limousine, where the lips practically latched to one another's and remained that way until they reached Harry's flat. Their bodies were already covered in a thin sheet of sweat under the heavy suits. Harry forced the door open and once they were inside, Harry ripped Malfoy's jacket from his body and tossed it onto the floor and crashed their lips together.
Releasing a deep breath, Malfoy pulled back from the kiss with a seductive gleam in his silver eyes.
"I love you Harry James Potter, and tonight I want to show you just how much I love you and how much you mean to me. Let's take things slow because you're definitely going to enjoy everything I have to offer. Now, let's go upstairs." Malfoy said, taking Harry's hand in his as he led him upstairs.
"I love you too, Draco Malfoy. You have officially made me the happiest man in London." Harry responded.
"Tonight, I am going to love you like you should be loved." Malfoy said as he entered the bedroom and shut the door.
Wrapping his arms around Harry's neck, Malfoy pressed his lips lightly onto Harry's. He worked his tongue languidly within his mouth, showing him that he had no indication of rushing the night. Harry moaned into the kiss as Malfoy's tongue explored his mouth hungrily before creating a trail down to Harry's neck. He stopped just at his jaw bone, where he nibbled and sucked lightly as he gathered as much skin as he could between his lips, sucking hard, making sure to leave his mark. Another moan escaped Harry's lips as he fingers threaded through Malfoy's blonde tresses. Running his hands along the length of Harry's arms and shoulders, Malfoy slowly began to undo his tie as his eyes were fixated onto the other pair of emerald orbs, which were filled with love and desire. He pulled the silken material slowly from around his neck and letting it slip loosely from his fingers as it landed silently on the floor.
Harry gulped nervously. He and Malfoy had had sex over a thousand times, but for some reason tonight wasn't just sex. It was different. There were a lot of other emotions involved and it made it more personal and so much more intimate. He would give anything to be able to live in this moment forever, where everything seemed so perfect and flawless.
Malfoy's hands slowly began to unfasten the buttons on Harry's shirt, as he got down to the last few buttons his hand faltered as he realized that his nerves were now getting to him. Him and Harry had done this a million times, but tonight he was taking charge, but not in some wild animal sex act. This was about him showing Harry just how much he loved and appreciated him, something Malfoy had never done before. He had never mixed his emotions with his sex life. His heart was palpating rapidly in chest as he slid the shirt from Harry's body. Malfoy lowered Harry onto the bed as he crawled on top of him. He licked his lips and swept his tongue over Harry's gaping mouth where he took advantage of the opportunity and explored it hungrily, as if tasting it for the first time. The other man moaned appreciatively, trying not to move too much as his body was already alive and burning with desire and he really didn't want to perform like a horny teenager tonight. He closed his eyes and focused on the kiss, as he enjoyed the softness of Malfoy's tongue mingled with his.
Harry's hands fumbled with the buttons on Malfoy's shirt, as he caressed each inch of his abdomen. The shirt joined the other items of clothing on the floor. Both of them were naked from the waist up, and their hands were exploring each other as if it were the very first time. Harry arched his back slightly and ground against Malfoy unabashedly, as the blonde continued his oral southward journey. He moved his tongue in gentle rotations around Harry's nipple before he bit down on it, eliciting a deep groan from Harry as he squirmed underneath Malfoy, who did the same thing to the other nipple. By now the blonde had made his way down to Harry's navel, as he rolled it around the rim, moving in slow tantalizing circles, which resulted in more writhing and moaning from the other man. With his hand around Harry's hips, Malfoy slid to the floor on his knees and ground his face viciously into his crotch with his mouth grasping at the material-clad erection. This nearly sent Harry over the edge as he released a deep guttural groan, arching himself more into Malfoy.
Slowly Malfoy began to unfasten Harry's black trousers, as he placed feathery kisses along the rim. Malfoy was not only torturing Harry, but himself as well. His own cock was aching against his trousers, as he too needed release. The black fabric slid smoothly from Harry's legs as Malfoy tossed them into the heap of clothing. Malfoy placed feather light kisses on the inside of Harry's thighs as his hands rubbed around the base of his erection, making him moan loudly.
"Draco", he panted heavily, arching himself into the blonde.
"Fuck, you're so damn beautiful when you're like this." Malfoy responded as his lips swept over the tip of Harry's cock.
Running his fingers lightly and appreciatively over the shaft and savoring the small jolts and pitiful moans that he had elicited from Harry, Malfoy groaned as his own cock throbbed for the slightest touch. Licking his lips seductively, Malfoy massaged the skin of Harry's length pulling it taught before flicking his tongue across the tip, tasting the sticky clear fluid which seeped through, making Harry jolt and groan even louder; his fingers tightening in Malfoy's hair.
"Draco", Harry spat breathlessly, arching his hips into him, frantic for release.
"No, Harry, you can't come yet." Malfoy whispered.
"I can't hold on much longer." He groaned.
"Yes, you can."
Malfoy continued to trace circles around the head before running his tongue along the entire length of the underside, paying close attention to the little bit of loose flesh just under the shaft. He felt Harry's body jerk against him, moaning softly. The sounds that were coming from Harry's lips sent electric jolts straight to his cock, feeling the clear liquid coating his head and trousers. He couldn't drag this out much longer, or he would be the one losing his load first, and that was not the goal.
Harry moaned Malfoy's name softly as he slid his fingers through his hair, tugging fiercely as he ground his hips into his face. His whole body was quivering from all the pleasure, and he needed release soon. Slowly Malfoy took Harry into his mouth, lips and tongue sliding inch by inch until he had his entire cock in his mouth. He sucked lightly as he circled his hand around the base, jerking gingerly until he finally gained speed and fluidity. Malfoy could tell Harry couldn't hold on much longer by the way his mouth was rapidly filling with salty, sticky fluid and the way Harry's knees buckled against him. Slowly Malfoy removed his hand from the base and placed it between his thighs, rubbing softly then nestling between the warmth of his cheeks as his fingers pressed lightly against his entrance.
"Oh fuck, Draco!" Harry cried out, arching into him, tossing his head back.
Malfoy sucked harder, creating the perfect vacuum of erotic bliss as he gently burrowed his finger deeper into Harry's tight cocoon of heat, wiggling just a bit, causing him to cry out loudly and tug forcefully on Malfoy's hair as he felt his entire body trembling and shaking as he was on the brink of orgasm. That's when Malfoy slowly slid his mouth off of Harry's cock.
"DRACO!" Harry cried, completely shocked.
"Rollover", whispered Malfoy in his ear.
Harry didn't respond, but did exactly as Malfoy wished him to and then he felt the tip of Malfoy's leaking cock press lightly against his hole. His whole body shivered in delightful anticipation as his heart raced rapidly. He knew that he was on the verge of tossing his load, but he was enjoying this so much and he wasn't about to ruin it. Taking his hands Malfoy spread Harry's legs further apart as he forced the head inside. Feeling Harry's hot tightness envelop his erection was almost enough to send him over the edge, but he steadied himself as he eased the rest of his length inside of Harry.
"Fuck, Draco", groaned Harry, shifting his body as his hands grasped the silk sheets tightly.
"Harry", panted Malfoy as he started to thrust gingerly.
His cock was sliding in and back out repeatedly as he gained rhythm and speed. Harry's body jerked in response as he rolled his hips into Malfoy. The two men soon found synchronicity in their vigorous movements. Loud panting and moaning filled the air as Malfoy pumped his cock deep inside Harry continuously eliciting sounds of raw pleasure. Their mind and body were soon spiraling into an intoxicating state of erotic bliss as both of their bodies were trembling with the need for release. Slipping his hand under Harry, Malfoy grabbed his severe erection, stroking it in time with his thrusts. Harry released loud guttural groans as his fingers tightened around the silken sheets. Malfoy put his entire heart into pleasuring Harry; he wanted him to enjoy this night.
With his hands on Harry's hips, Malfoy held him in place as he lost all control and began pummeling into him wildly. With his eyes clenched shut and his fingers wrapped tightly around the sheets Harry let out a loud cry of Malfoy's name as his orgasm ripped through his body, spilling his contents over Malfoy's hands and the bed. The feeling of Harry's body shuddering with delightful release under his sent Malfoy over the edge as well. His orgasm rocked through his body like an earthquake as his own cum shot deep inside of Harry.
Both of them remained perfectly still, with Malfoy still inside of Harry for a few minutes, until he carefully pulled his flaccid member out. They were both covered in sweat as the collapsed onto the bed in each other's arms.
"Fuck Malfoy, that was the best sex I have ever had, and I do mean ever!" Harry said kissing his lips lightly.
"It was amazing." Malfoy agreed, smirking.
"I am glad it is you I decided to spend the rest of my life with. You make me feel so damn good Draco."
"Yes, same here. I never thought that I would actually find someone who was worthy enough to have me, but now I found someone who I should be honored to be engaged to." Malfoy explained.
"I can't believe it, Malfoy. We are going to get married!" Harry exclaimed, squeezing his hand tightly.
"I know! It's such a huge commitment, but I am ready to make that commitment with you Harry. I am going to dedicate myself to you." Malfoy said seriously.
"As I am going to do the same for you, Draco; you mean the world to me, and I want to make sure you're happy."
"I am always going to be happy as long as I am with you." He smiled.
"When are we getting married?" Malfoy asked.
"I haven't made any plans yet, except that I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Harry said.
"I don't want a big elaborate wedding, just the important people, if that is okay with you." Malfoy stated.
"That is more than fine." Harry smiled.
"Where is it going to happen?" Malfoy asked curiously as his heart raced with excitement. "We also need to contact our friends and decide who is going to be in the wedding party and where we are going to have the rehearsal dinner. There is the catering too. I am not going to be cheap about the food. Don't forget about the outfits for the wedding party, we need to get them fitted, as well as our tuxes."
"Draco, are you sure you don't want to be the bride? Because you're sure acting like one right now; calm down, love. Everything's going to work out just fine. It's not like the wedding is tomorrow." Harry reassured him.
Malfoy released a deep breath that he didn't even know he was holding until Harry placed his arm on his shoulder. He was so excited about his own wedding and he just wanted everything to be perfect. There was so much planning and coordinating to do that he didn't want to forget anything. Everything was important for a wedding, his wedding.
"Relax, Draco, we will start planning things first thing in the morning, but right now I am knackered. You wore me out." Harry smiled.
"Very well, I am quite exhausted myself." He responded.
They kissed each other softly on the lips and Malfoy cuddled into Harry, draping his arm over his waist as they both fell asleep.
The sound of heavy rain and loud thunder booms woke Harry. Rubbing his eyes, he glanced over at the clock. It was ten in the morning so he decided to get up and put some coffee on and fix some breakfast for him and Malfoy. A wide smile crept onto his face as he thought about last night. It had turned out to be the best night in his life; everything went so well and smoothly. He hoped that spending his life with Malfoy that most of the days were like that. This was it. He was finally settling down to the man he truly loved. There was no one else out there for him, and Harry was completely sure of that. He couldn't imagine his life without Draco Malfoy in it. Things would not be the same. He happily made a batch of pancakes for the two of them.
Just when everything was ready, Malfoy came strolling through with a pair of boxers hanging loosely on his hips. His blonde hair was all tousled and mussed. Harry noted that this was probably the first time he had seen Malfoy's hair so out of place, and he couldn't help but find it extremely sexy.
"Morning love", Harry said happily.
"Do you have to be so cheery?" Malfoy yawned and took a seat at the table.
"I made you breakfast." Harry smiled as he set the plate of pancakes and the cup of coffee in front of Malfoy.
"Now, I know why I decided to marry you. You have me breakfast waiting when I get up, and your damn good in the sack, plus your bloody gorgeous." Malfoy joked. "And because I love you."
"Be glad I love you back, Draco. I don't think anyone could put up with your pompous attitude." Harry laughed.
Malfoy huffed playfully but continued eating his breakfast.
"What's on the agenda for today?" Malfoy asked.
"We could sit at home and work on wedding plans." Harry answered.
"That sounds like a good idea." Malfoy smirked, as he took his last bite of pancakes.
Harry watched intensely as Malfoy's tongue darted out and scooped up a drop of syrup on his lips. The action was innocent, but the effect made Harry's cock twitch and he shifted slightly in his seat.
"What's wrong, Harry?" Malfoy asked.
"You and you're tongue", he hissed.
"All I did was lick up the syrup on my lips." Malfoy said, repeating the gesture, only this time more erotically.
"Would you quit?" Harry said.
"Why does it bother you?" Malfoy rolled his tongue around his lips slowly, making sure his eyes were locked onto Harry's.
"No, I am going to ignore you." Harry said as he got up from the table, picking up their plates and cups and going to the sink.
Malfoy crept up behind him, nibbling on his neck slightly. Harry released a deep breath and pretended not to be effected by Malfoy's actions. Then Malfoy pressed himself firmly against Harry, rubbing his erection against his arse.
"Oh god", moaned Harry as his hands faltered with the cup.
Malfoy's hands wrapped around his stomach and slowly rubbed at the bulge in his boxers. Another soft groan escaped Harry's lips.
"See you can't ignore me, Harry." Malfoy spat as his teeth tugged on his ear lobe.
"Not with you trying to molest me every chance you get." He teased.
Malfoy's hand tightened around his erection, squeezing it lightly. Harry rolled his hips into Malfoy, wanting more.
"But you want it." The blonde whispered, as rubbed his erection against Harry's arse once more.
"Sod it all." Harry groaned as he turned around and crashed his lips onto Malfoy's. Their tongues immediately began fighting viciously as they explored each other's mouths.
"Get on the table." Harry growled, as his mouth grasped at his pale skin, sucking at it harshly.
As soon as Malfoy was on the table Harry yanked his black boxers from his body and threw them in the floor and spread his legs wide. Slowly he began placing heated kiss on his thighs as his hands ran up and down his length, massaging it lightly. Harry swept his tongue across the slit, lapping at the pre-cum which had seeped through. Malfoy let out a hiss of pleasure as his body jerked in response.
"You like that?" Harry said huskily, as his hands caressed his thighs.
"Yes", he mumbled.
Harry placed his mouth just over the head of Malfoy's cock and sucked lightly, his hand now pressing at his entrance. He lay back on the table, allowing Harry complete access to his tiny hole as he carefully inserted one finger inside of him. A low groan escaped Malfoy as he arched himself into Harry, wanting, needing more. His lips slowly slid down Malfoy's length, until he had its entirety in his mouth. He then inserted another digit inside of Malfoy, eliciting another soft moan. His mouth sliding up and down his shaft with such dedicated vigorousness that it made Malfoy thrust his hips into Harry's face as his fingers became tangled in his nest.
Harry wiggled and pumped his fingers in and out of his entrance at the same speed his mouth moved up and down his cock, sucking now harder and more forceful, eager to taste Malfoy's release. His hands grasped Harry's head tightly as he ground his cock into Harry's face unabashedly as he lost himself in a state of heavenly face. Harry's continued wriggling and pumping his fingers inside of Malfoy as he sucked fiercely on his cock, making him moan and groan. He tugged forcefully on his head, arching himself into Harry as he felt his orgasm tear through his body. Harry sucked hard, until he managed to get every last drop from Malfoy's trembling body.
"Damn, that was good." Malfoy panted. "It is one hell of a way to start the morning."
"Now, that's what you get for teasing me with your tongue." Harry laughed, licking his lips.
"I hope we spend the rest of our lives like this." Malfoy smiled.
"I do hope you're not marrying me just because the sex is great." Harry smirked.
"Yes, Potter, that is the only reason I have decided to marry you." He snarled. "But the main reason I have decided to marry you is because I love you."
"I love you too, Malfoy." Harry replied, hugging him tightly.
"Now I am going to go shower, and after that we are going to talk wedding talk." Harry smiled and walked off.
Malfoy sunk into the leather couch with a wide grin on his face. He couldn't be happier with his life at the moment. He had the perfect boyfriend who he truly loved. It had always been hard for him to give his heart to someone, but now that he did he doesn't regret a single part of it. He really loved Harry, not for the sex, but because he treated him like a person, and he cared about Malfoy's feelings and emotions. Malfoy looked back on his life before he met Harry and when he idolized him as a rock star. Never did he think that he would be engaged to him. Everything seemed so surreal that it scared him because life was going so well for him he didn't want to wake up and it all turn out to be a dream. But right now, his reality was better than any dream he had ever had. He really felt like he was living in a children's fairytale storybook.
About twenty minutes later, Harry emerged from the bedroom in a pair of dark denim jeans and a black wife-beater with his hair all wet and spiky. Malfoy just looked at him, and he was completely gorgeous and dripping sex. He just wanted to attack Harry, right there on the couch and have his way with him.
"Took you long enough, what did you do?" Malfoy joked.
"I wanked off to the thoughts of you in a bridal dress." Harry laughed.
"I am not wearing a dress!" Malfoy exclaimed.
"Well then, quit acting like an overdramatic bride."
"I am not overdramatic. I just want everything to be perfect for our wedding." Malfoy stated clearly.
"Don't worry, love. I will make sure everything's perfect." Harry reassured him, wrapping his arm around Malfoy and pulling him in for a gentle kiss.
"There is just so much we got to do." Malfoy stressed.
"We'll take care of it."
"In fact, let's get some pen and paper and start planning this thing." Harry smiled.
"Thank you", Malfoy said with a smile.
"I promise you that our wedding will be nothing short of perfect." Harry said softly.
"Now let's begin planning this wedding." Malfoy said.
"Yes, because it's going to be happening soon."
