dracoharry100 | The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 28

Title: The Potions Man and the Buyer, Part 28
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Challenge: late
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they belong to the clever Scottish lady. I just bend them and love them. Please don't smack me for playing. It isn't like I am going to earn any money from this!
Summary: Harry and Draco get down to it.

Continued from part 27: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1217052.html
or catch up with the entire piece at http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=15290&chapter=39

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Draco took some time preparing Harry. First, three years was a long time. Second, making Harry wait was a lot more fun than having Harry make him wait. Draco hadn’t always sought much control during sexual encounters. He found he liked taking a bit more charge.

When Harry was finally not only a writhing, impatient bundle of need, but also seemed adequately stretched, Draco climbed between Harry’s open legs. He stroked his own erection, getting himself slick.

“It’s not too late to switch,” he said, uncomfortably nervous.

“I trust you. This will be good.” Harry smiled. “For both of us.”

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Sliding inch by inch into Harry, Draco nervously watched Harry’s face. Learning Harry hadn’t had sex in three years had been intimidating. If Draco hurt Harry, he wouldn’t forgive himself. Harry might not, either. Bottom or top, Draco didn’t want a one-off.

“Is that all right?” Draco asked, stopping before he was even halfway in.

“Yeahhhhh….” Harry answered. “More. Please.”

“You grimaced,” Draco said moments later.

“S’good,” Harry encouraged.

Soon Draco stopped again. “What’s that expression mean?”

“It means,” Harry said, “I should ride you instead of being underneath. I don’t mind taking our time, but this is getting silly!”

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Draco wanted to fret when Harry pulled away, but Harry smiled and kissed him sweetly. Then he pushed Draco down and swung himself over. “I’m so ready,” he said fervently.

“Me, too,” Draco said, still amazed this was real.

With Harry on top, Draco’s cock was swiftly enveloped into Harry’s tight heat.

Draco fought to keep his eyes open. It was late, but instead of tired he was lit up, jittery, nervous; filled with hope. They really were fucking. Watching Harry ride him, Draco forgot fear. He watched Harry enjoy him. Experience him.

“Harry…” he said on a breath. “Harry.”

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/112631.html