Potter chuckled, a sensation that Draco could feel against his shoulder before he was shoved unceremoniously from his perch on Potter’s lap to the edge of the sofa. “You want to know if I’m satisfied, Draco?” Potter asked huskily as he positioned himself between Draco’s legs. “I’m not, and from the look of things—” Potter brushed his hand against Draco’s clothed erection again, smiling at mew the action received. “—neither are you.”
Draco moaned and lifted his hips when Potter gripped the knickers and hastily tugged them down his thighs and over his heels.
“I think we’ll leave the skirt on, yeah?” Potter hooked one of Draco’s legs over his shoulder.
Draco happily sucked on the fingers that were put in front of his mouth and groaned in disappointment when they were tugged away. He spread his free leg wider when he felt those fingers probing at his arse. Forcing himself to relax and accept the two fingers that Potter had shoved in his arse and started to scissor them.
Canting his hips up to gain more of those fingers, which now included three, Draco groaned and started to wank himself. Draco whined in disappointed when those three wonderful fingers were pulled out, and opened an eye to stare unhappily at Potter.
“Don’t worry, Draco, we’re getting to the best part now.”
With boy eyes wide, Draco stared at Potter who pulled down his zipper on his pants and his cock sprang free. He was in shock at how big Potter was and worriedly wondered if all of it was going to fit inside of him. Draco didn’t contemplate long before he felt the head of Potter’s cock at his entrance slowly pushing in.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but when he felt Potter’s balls and thighs against the back of his thighs, he knew he had all of Potter’s cock within him. Thankfully, Potter gave him a moment’s reprieve to get used to the feeling of Potter within him.
Unfortunately, the reprieve wasn’t long enough and Potter withdrew himself until the head of his cock was still in before he slammed his hips forward and—
It was heaven, Potter’s prick was hitting his prostate spot on and, Merlin, why hasn’t he ever noticed how hot Potter has become over the years? But it doesn’t matter now because he has Potter within him now and if—ah!—Potter keeps that up, Draco won’t even need to wank himself to come even if he’ll get friction burns on his arse because Potter didn’t brother to take off his pants.
In the end Draco came untouched. His eyes clenched tight as a brilliant white overcame his sight.
Draco groaned and tried to get away from the hands that were trying to awake him. “M’sleepy, Pansy. Five minutes.”
A voice that didn’t sound like Pansy, chuckled. “I’m not Pansy, and it’s time for you to wake up.”
Draco eyes snapped open and he flushed in embarrassment as he stared into Potter’s amused green eyes.
“So,” Potter said casually, “does this mean I can talk you into a repeat performance same time next week?”
Draco wanted to scream and shout at Potter. Scream at him that no, he would not be back next week and that he will be telling the Headmaster about the sexually assault. He wanted to deny another go, but his body decided for him when he hesitantly nodded.
Draco suddenly felt warily when Potter’s expression turned sly.
“Or we can have another round now. And I just so happen to know a Head Boy with his own room; plus everyone is in the Great Hall for dinner.”
Draco’s soften cock twitched at Potter’s words and he found himself nodding again.
Potter grabbed his arm and pulled him up before dropping a kiss onto Draco’s lips. “Let’s get going then.”
Fill pt.3
Draco moaned and lifted his hips when Potter gripped the knickers and hastily tugged them down his thighs and over his heels.
“I think we’ll leave the skirt on, yeah?” Potter hooked one of Draco’s legs over his shoulder.
Draco happily sucked on the fingers that were put in front of his mouth and groaned in disappointment when they were tugged away. He spread his free leg wider when he felt those fingers probing at his arse. Forcing himself to relax and accept the two fingers that Potter had shoved in his arse and started to scissor them.
Canting his hips up to gain more of those fingers, which now included three, Draco groaned and started to wank himself. Draco whined in disappointed when those three wonderful fingers were pulled out, and opened an eye to stare unhappily at Potter.
“Don’t worry, Draco, we’re getting to the best part now.”
With boy eyes wide, Draco stared at Potter who pulled down his zipper on his pants and his cock sprang free. He was in shock at how big Potter was and worriedly wondered if all of it was going to fit inside of him. Draco didn’t contemplate long before he felt the head of Potter’s cock at his entrance slowly pushing in.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but when he felt Potter’s balls and thighs against the back of his thighs, he knew he had all of Potter’s cock within him. Thankfully, Potter gave him a moment’s reprieve to get used to the feeling of Potter within him.
Unfortunately, the reprieve wasn’t long enough and Potter withdrew himself until the head of his cock was still in before he slammed his hips forward and—
It was heaven, Potter’s prick was hitting his prostate spot on and, Merlin, why hasn’t he ever noticed how hot Potter has become over the years? But it doesn’t matter now because he has Potter within him now and if—ah!—Potter keeps that up, Draco won’t even need to wank himself to come even if he’ll get friction burns on his arse because Potter didn’t brother to take off his pants.
In the end Draco came untouched. His eyes clenched tight as a brilliant white overcame his sight.
Draco groaned and tried to get away from the hands that were trying to awake him. “M’sleepy, Pansy. Five minutes.”
A voice that didn’t sound like Pansy, chuckled. “I’m not Pansy, and it’s time for you to wake up.”
Draco eyes snapped open and he flushed in embarrassment as he stared into Potter’s amused green eyes.
“So,” Potter said casually, “does this mean I can talk you into a repeat performance same time next week?”
Draco wanted to scream and shout at Potter. Scream at him that no, he would not be back next week and that he will be telling the Headmaster about the sexually assault. He wanted to deny another go, but his body decided for him when he hesitantly nodded.
Draco suddenly felt warily when Potter’s expression turned sly.
“Or we can have another round now. And I just so happen to know a Head Boy with his own room; plus everyone is in the Great Hall for dinner.”
Draco’s soften cock twitched at Potter’s words and he found himself nodding again.
Potter grabbed his arm and pulled him up before dropping a kiss onto Draco’s lips. “Let’s get going then.”