One of the Many Times Leo Wrecks Draco
There were some things in life that Leo just enjoyed doing.
And this? This was one of them.
Draco Malfoy splayed across his lap, cock achingly hard. One of Leo's hands was pulling his gorgeous platinum locks, keeping the male from laying his head on the bed. The other was playing with the red cheeks and hole bared to Leo. Draco wanted to be an irritating git and palm himself in class? Leo was going to give him something to think about the next time he did it.
Leo's hand came down on his backside again. "Ah!" Draco's body jumped with the rough treatment, and he shuddered when Leo rubbed where he'd hit him. "Fuck, Leo, please. Please fuck me."
He tried not to laugh. Draco's hole was already lubed up from their earlier play, and Leo inserted two of his fingers. "I dunno, Dray. I think you're still learning," he said teasingly, slowly moving his fingers. Draco's breathy moans were an encouragement to go faster, but Leo showed restraint. "Say it again."
"I-I-" Draco moaned when Leo gave a hard thrust of his fingers, pushing back against them.
Leo adored the sight before him. Draco Malfoy, a prince and heir to the Malfoy name, wearing his tie loosely, his button up shirt halfway undone, and his pants gone entirely. Arched beneath Leo's grip, so his chest and hard nipples poked out. And his arms, tied behind his back with Leo's red and gold tie. While his mouth was swollen and his eyes were puffy from having his face fucked. And all over Leo and his iron hard cock.
"You-you?" Leo prompted.
He took a deep breath. "I will-will not pla-ay- fuck, Leo." Leo tugged on his hair, and Draco groaned. "Not pla-play with-with my-myself in class."
Leo hummed, and he soothingly rubbed circles into Draco's scalp where he had been pulling. "Such a good boy." He gave another hard thrust, and Draco cried out. Leo pulled out then in, out then in, and Draco took it. "A fancy little whore dressed as a good boy. Aren't you, Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, sir. Yes, I am," Draco panted, pushing against his fingers. "Please, sir, please fuck your whore."
Like music to Leo's ears. Leo chuckled and removed his fingers, patting Draco's legs. The blonde moved quickly, laying himself on the couch. His legs spread immediately, opening himself to Leo as he undid his pants and pulled his dick from beneath. Draco's average prick was smaller than Leo's girthy size, and Leo always loved to see them side by side. How Leo's cock was just a half inch longer but a full inch and a half thinner.
Leo spread him a bit more before lining their cocks together. Ah, yes. "You might have a name, Malfoy, but remember that I'll always have the bigger cock," Leo taunted, using his hands on both of them. His mouth dropped open as he watched Draco's head fall back. With that, Leo lined himself up with Draco's hole and pushed in.
Draco was always so fucking tight and clean. As his warmth engulfed Leo, Leo groaned at the sheer pleasure it brought. Wrapped around him tighter than a cunt. Draco moaned, breathy things that gave away his desperation to have such a cock in his ass at all hours of the day. "Leo, Leo," Draco moaned, writhing.
Leo leaned over him, brushing their lips together. His hands reached down and tightened the tie at Draco's throat all the way up, making a moan catch and a delicious whine fall out. "That's a good boy," Leo murmured against his lips, bottoming out so their hips were flush. "Keep calling for me, baby."
Draco's legs wrapped around him, and Leo's name fell from his lips like a prayer as he gave shallow thrusts and worked on Draco's neck. Only when there were no less than five dark hickies forming did Leo straighten up and hold onto Draco's hips.
"Fu- Leo!" Draco's mind went numb as Leo fucked him thoroughly, alternating between quick, sharp thrusts, and hard, deep ones. A steady stream of whines, moans, breathy whimpers.
"Tha's it," Leo grunted, using one hand to pick at one of his nipplese. Draco keened beneath him. "Tha's it. Let everyone know how well you're getting fucked, Draco. How well you take a big dick. Tell 'em who it belongs to."
"Leo!" His face was so red, and his body was shaking. Leo rolled his hips into Draco's, and he adjusted his arms so they were beneath his legs. Leo lifted them up, folding Draco in half, and fucked him harder. The sound of skin on skin would have made it obvious what they were doing if not for Draco's cries. "Ngh, Leo!"
Leo felt him cum, his body convulsing, and his cock shot his completion onto his chest and shirt. The tightness brought Leo to the edge, and he gave one last thrust before stilling. His own cum emptied into Draco's hole, with shallow thrusts for Leo to ride it out. He brought Draco's legs back down and slipped himself out, using his fingers to plug it back inside.
Draco was braindead as he laid there, but there was enough of him present to kiss Leo back when their mouths joined. He moaned at the dirty feeling in his hole, and Leo swallowed it up with a smirk.
"I'll clean you up," Leo said, removing his fingers. Some of his cum fell out, and he watched, mesmerized. Until Draco cleared his throat, when he remembered what he needed to be doing and not imaging using a plug to keep his cum inside of Draco all day.