First time
“Now that we’ve sorted that out, and finished our homework, what should we do?” I said with a smirk. Draco picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was taller than me, sure but I didn’t expect he would be this strong. He kissed me, carried me over to his bed, and dropped me on it. He climbed on top of me, hands roaming over my clothed torso. We kissed with a new passion, a desire filled us both. I tried to ignore the growing ache in my trousers, but Draco was rubbing against it every now and then making it impossible. I felt his clothed cock rub against mine and I gasped into his mouth. I let out a tiny moan, and he did it again. I grabbed at his shirt and said “can I take it off”, he nodded and pulled away to let me unbutton his shirt. I took my time, appreciating the beauty that was in front of me. I got to the bottom button and his shirt fell open. That was when I saw the scars for the first time. Scars I gave me. I felt my eyes tearing up and I looked up at his face. He looked at me calmly and I reached out to place my hand on his chest. I ran my finger along the bumps that adorned his pale chest. I pressed a kiss to his lips, then his jaw, neck, collarbones, and down his chest, kissing every scar as I went, those left by me, and by others. He reached his hands out to my chest and tugged at the top button, asking permission. I nodded and he began unbuttoning my shirt. I had scars too, scars no one knew I had. My heart started beating rapidly and he must have noticed because he stopped. He dropped his hands from my shirt, and took my hands in his. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to” he said, there wasn’t a drop of malice in his voice, I felt safe. “It’s not pretty,” I said. “Everything about you is pretty,” he said, kissing my temple gently. I began unbuttoning my shirt. I couldn’t let him do it. I needed to see his face. He watched adoringly and my shirt fell open, until he saw it. He gasped and I covered myself instinctively. “No, no, I’m sorry, baby I didn’t mean it that way” he said as if he could read my mind. “I know it's ugly” I said. He moved so he was just inches away from me, he undid the last button on my shirt and pulled it off me. He pushed me down so I saw laying on my back, and kissed my chest. He ran his finger along the outline of the mark. The vial mark left by Voldemort's soul leaving my body when I died. No one knew I had actually died that day, they thought I had just played dead. “I died,” I said when he looked up at me. “What” he said, “you died?” he asked “yes, I was actually dead for two minutes” he looked at me like he was waiting for me to say more, so I did. “I was given a choice, stay dead and spend eternity in the afterlife, or come back. I had to come back, if I didn’t he would have lived. I had to leave my parents again.” I said, a single tear escaped. He kissed the mark so tenderly I thought my heart would burst. “You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. You are the bravest person I know, you have nothing to be ashamed of. You fought, you won, you lived” he said. I nodded, more tears running down my face. He whipped them away and kissed me. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear “can I show you how beautiful you really are” and I whimpered at the words. I nodded, and he kissed down my neck, biting gently as he went. He bit my neck and I moaned, he took this as motivation and sucked at the tender skin. I arched into his touch, and our clothed, but now fully hard cocks rubbed against each other. He moaned into my mouth and I moved my hand down his back to his hip. I ran my hand over the perfect curve of his hip, and was tempted to lift my hand up to smack his ass, but I settled for giving it a pinch. He rutted against me when I did, and he moaned gorgeously. He kept rocking his hips against mine, and I desperately wanted to be rid of my trousers. I tugged at his waistband and he pulled away. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his belt. I undid his belt, and placed my hand on his zipper. I pulled it down, and he lifted off my hips so I could pull his trousers off. He shook them off and ran his hands down my chest to my hips.
He ran his hand along my waistband playfully, he undid my belt and flew and tugged my trousers down off my hips. I lifted up off the bed so he could pull them all the way off. He crawled back on top of me. His naked chest on mine, nothing between us but our boxers, our cocks gently rubbing against each other. He placed his hand on my collarbone and something in me wished he had grabbed my neck. - that's interesting- I thought for a split second before I was distracted by the friction. I moved my hand down to the front of his briefs and ran my fingers over the outline of his cock. He arched into my touch, so I palmed at him through his pants. He moaned and threw his head back. I leaned in and kissed the skin above his waistband. I felt his hand reach for mine, and he ghosted his hand over the outline of my cock. I bucked my hips into his hand and moaned at the contact. I kissed him deeply without removing my hand from where it was. We palmed at each other through our boxers and snogged with passion. His touch was driving me mad and I thought I might cum soon if he kept touching me “oh-god-draco-ahhh-i’m gonna-ahh” I moaned into his mouth. He dropped his hand past my waistband and his fingers trailed over the top of my cock “please-draco-please” I begged. He took me in his hand and stroked. I need to touch him. I slipped my hand through his waistband and traced the tip of his cock with my finger. He moved his hand around me faster and I took that as a sign that he wanted me to do the same. I moved my hand and he moaned deliciously into our kiss “ahhh-harry-please”
We worked our hands up and down each other's lengths as we kissed. I knew I was close, and by the way Draco was twitching under my touch I knew he was too. I moved my hand faster, determined to make him cum before I did, but he seemed to have the same idea and matched my pace. I threw my head back and moaned out “oh-god-i’m gonna cum-draco-yes” I felt him thrust into my hand and let out a beautiful sound. He screamed my name as he came in my hand. I came to his place as soon as I heard my name pass through those beautiful lips. I pulled my hand out of his boxers and brought my finger up to my mouth. I licked my hand and he looked at me in awe. He pulled his hand from my boxers and put a cum covered finger in his mouth, then he kissed me. The taste of us mixed together in our kiss. I whispered a cleaning charm and we collapsed onto the bed.