Fic: Take It Easy

[nursedarry]

Title: Take It Easy
Word Count: 534
Pairing: H/D
Rating: NC17 (to be safe)
Warnings: Fluffy beyond belief and a teensy weensy OOC, but so what?
Summary: Not in the least bit inspired by Don Henley, Glenn Frey, Joe Walsh, Timothy Schmit, Don Felder, Randy Meisner, and Bernie Leadon.
A/N:Written for the HP Kink Meme in response to kubrick_potter's prompt: Bottom!Harry, overly protective, caring draco and shy!Harry during sex. *cough* My prompts (AS/S & H/Sc) are still there on page three of the comments in case anyone is interested *cough*



“We’ll go slow. I promise you’ll enjoy it. I want you to feel as good as I do, all right?"

Draco could see Harry nod from his vantage point behind the other boy. Draco’s fingers slowly — very slowly — continued to ease in and out of Harry’s hole. He could feel the muscles loosening.

Draco had been using his other hand to stroke himself; he didn’t want to make Harry too sore the first time they made love, so he brought himself close to orgasm. Now he could concentrate on Harry’s pleasure without having to worry about chasing his own.

Draco stopped finger-fucking Harry and sat down on the bed, his back against the smooth wooden headboard. He reached around Harry and pulled him to him, Harry’s back pressing warmly against Draco’s chest. As one hand moved up and down Harry’s chest, Draco’s other hand now reached for Harry’s cock. Harry turned his head away. “Look, Harry,” Draco said gently, and dropped a soft kiss on the column of Harry’s neck. “Look at you, getting hard and ready, just like me.” Draco knew Harry could feel his cock poking into his back. Draco stopped caressing Harry’s chest for a moment to turn the other boy’s head. Harry slowly looked down at his body, looked at Draco’s hand wrapped around his red flesh.

“We’re ready, Harry,” Draco said softly, his lips burrowing into the dark hair around Harry’s ear. With Harry’s help, he gently but deliberately lifted his body up. Draco let Harry slowly lower himself down onto Draco’s cock, while Draco tightened his grip on Harry’s. Harry let out a gasp but didn’t stop, didn’t pause until Draco was fully inside. “Ahhhh….” Draco breathed into Harry’s neck. He’d been fooling himself by thinking he could outwit his body, believing he wouldn’t be so affected with Harry wrapped around him. Draco pulled him closer. Then he began with the lightest of thrusts, moving upwards, Harry moving with him, never flinching. They moved like waves, drifting up and down like a calm tide.

But soon, it was not enough and Harry began falling back just a little harder and making small sounds in the back of his throat. Harry straightened his legs, dug in his heels, and wrapped a hand around Draco’s fist on his cock. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Draco asked, smiling against Harry’s neck. Harry responded with a hiss and Draco knew he’d found the spot. He aimed his cock as best he could with Harry sitting atop him, back to chest, and thrust more roughly now.

“It’s okay to speak, Harry. Voice your pleasure. Tell me how you feel…” Draco closed his eyes as Harry’s muscles now clamped around his cock.

“God, Draco!” Harry cried, and pumped semen onto Draco’s hand.

It was enough. “See, Harry,” he gritted out, “see how good we can be to each other…nghhh!” And Draco pushed them both up roughly one, two, three times until he was spilling into the other boy and holding him so tightly he thought Harry might not be able to breathe.

But Harry was breathing. And when Draco gently slid out of him and lay him back onto the cool sheets, Harry was smiling.