Sex Magic Continued

Chapter 34

"Is it rude to fuck on someone else's wedding night?" Harry asked as Draco straddled him and began to kiss his neck.

The blond chuckled against his boyfriend's skin. "Every night is somebody's wedding night somewhere. If that were true, we'd never get laid."

"Mm, and we can't have that," he teased

"We'd probably die," Draco said with a laugh.

"Speak for yourself, I have my left hand," Harry teased with a little chuckle, looking up at Draco who had pulled away from his neck, his hands resting on the pale boy's hips.

Draco tsked playfully and shook his head. "Tops. So easy to please."

"Yeah, it's you bottoms who are so needy.  You have to have it up the ass, you've got to wank off at the same time..." Harry listed off playfully.

"Harry," Draco laughed, reaching down and squeezing his cheeks together and puckering his lips. "Shut up, I'm trying to seduce you."

"Yes, sir," Harry mumbled best he could and they both laughed, Draco letting his face go before leaning down to kiss him.

"Much better," he grinned before going back to kissing his neck.

Harry quickly quieted and tilted his head to the opposite side, letting a content hum escape him at the feeling.  His hands were now resting on Draco's thighs, squeezing and rubbing them reassuringly. 

It wasn't long before their clothes lay in piles on their bedroom floor, their hair tousled and Draco's lips pink and inflamed.  Harry was now hovering over him, slowly licking the shell of his ear to watch him squirm and whimper. He loved that after all these years, he still could affect Draco like this.

The paler boy's body was covered in goosebumps, his breathing ragged as the pleasure of Harry toying with his sensitive ears overtook him. He bit down on his lower lip to try and muffle his needy little whimpers, as if they didn't keep a permanent silencing charm around their flat.

"Ready, baby?" Harry asked, his voice an octave lower than usual.

At Draco's eager nods he reached over and grabbed the ever-present bottle of lube from their nightstand. He squeezed some into his palm before rubbing onto his already hard cock. One of his hands was positioning his tip at Draco's entrance, the other slowly sliding up and down the boy's pale chest as he cooed lovingly, knowing Draco appreciated it every now and again.

Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's waist as he moaned out, his head already falling back against the pillows. Harry had slid in up to the hilt and was thrusting slowly, still running his calloused hands up and down Draco's soft chest. His movements were slow and passionate, thrusting deep inside. Bending forward as the moved, he started to suck on Draco's neck, the soft gasps and moans escaping him were like music to his ears.

Draco had his arms draped around Harry's shoulders, holding their bodies close together.  His body erupted into goosebumps as Harry continued to touch him slowly. Slow wasn't usually a pace they stayed at for long, but the loving passionate thrusts and kisses were a nice treat to his usually sore body.

Harry finally kept his hands firmly on Draco's hips as he picked up the pace a bit, though still not as hard as usual. He looked down, loving the view of his boyfriend's pale body, rocking with every move of Harry's hips, his hands firmly on Harry's shoulders, his eyes squeezed shut and brows furrowed. His lips were slightly parted, tiny whimpers and moans escaping them every few seconds.

Just as Harry had started to really pick up the pace, thrusting harder and harder into Draco's prostate, making his legs shake and causing his moans to crescendo, the cat jumped onto the bed and lied on Draco's chest.

"Really?!" the blond asked in exasperation.

The cat simply meowed, laying its head on his paws, causing Harry to laugh. He stopped his movements, but didn't pull out. "I think that's cat for 'threesome?'" he translated, causing him to laugh even more.

"There is no room for pussy in this relationship," Draco chuckled with a roll of his eyes, unceremoniously grabbing the cat and dropping it off the side of the bed.

"Who knows, a threesome might be fun," Harry teased. At his boyfriend's wide eyes and confused look, he quickly clarified. "Not with the cat! Are you mad?"

Draco laughed and shook his head in amusement as Harry slowly resumed his thrusts. "You're crazy," he told the dark haired boy affectionately.

Leaning over to plant an affectionate kiss on his lips, Harry quoted Draco from what had felt like ages ago.

"Love will do that to you."