"Olaf, come here," the platinum blonde boy demanded."Yes, master," the snowman responded. Olaf put down his book. He waddled over to Draco with his stubby legs.
"Up," his master said.
Olaf obeyed and jumped into his lap. He sat on top of him in a cozy, little chair. Draco chuckled and hugged him.
"M- master...?" Olaf was in shock. He felt Draco's erection under him.
"Shh..." hushed Draco.
Olaf's breathing suddenly sped up and his heart was beating harder. Draco's hands moved down to Olaf's hips. The snowman started shifting himself which turned into light grinding. He felt Draco getting bigger. A moan slipped out of olaf's mouth. The pale boy quickly brought one of his hands to the snowman's mouth and covered it as Elsa and Anna were next door.
"Quiet," Draco snarled.
Olaf's movements quickened and their breathings got louder. Draco pushed him off and threw him at the edge of the large bed. He leaned down and kissed his cold lips. Their kisses became more hungry, sloppy, and wet by each second. Draco backed away and ripped off his black button up. He revealed his toned chest and his rock hard abs. Olaf brought his hand up to caress his master's abs, but he quickly slapped it away. Olaf whimpered.
"God, you can never get enough of me, huh," Draco leaned down into his ear and whispered.
Olaf paused and stared into Draco's icy blue orbs. "Please, master," the snowman begged. "Let me admire you. Let me touch you." He wrapped his twig arms around Draco's neck.
Draco looked back into Olaf's eyes. without any words exchanged, they began kissing passionately again. Olaf slowly ran his arm down dracos torso, feeling every single hump of his abs. They were shiny as they were dripping with sweat. Olaf backed away from the kiss and sat up. He admired his master's six pack. He gently licked Draco's abs as he looked up at him. Olaf moved his hands further down to Draco's belt.
"Master... I want to pleasure you..." Olaf whispered.
As Draco stood above his servant, he ripped his belt off and started wrapping it around Olaf's twig wrists to cuff them behind his back. The pale boy unbuttoned his slacks and pulled his large erection out.
Olaf, wide eyed, begged, "Please let me taste it. I want it in my mouth, master."
Draco grabbed the back of his head and began thrusting into his throat. In pure pleasure, he threw his head back as his mouth fell agape and his eyes closed. "Fuck..." he moaned.
Gargling and slobbering noises were coming from Olaf's mouth as he enjoyed being throat-fucked by his master. With tears streaming down his face, he moaned. He looked up at Draco and admired his dominance. He was entranced by the way Draco used him for pleasure whenever he wanted.
"You're such a good fucking boy," Draco growled as he looked into Olaf's beady, black eyes still thrusting into his mouth.
Sweat beads fell from his forehead sporadically. Draco felt a pressure building up in his penis and his head began to spin. The veins in his shaft were swollen as he suddenly felt his nuts clench and his body stiffened.
"Fuck, Olaf... Your mouth is gonna make me cum," he groaned as the snowman's moans sent vibrations through his penis.
Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and held Olaf's head in place as he felt a spurt of liquid come out and pleasure rushed to his head. He let out a loud moan forgetting about Elsa and Anna next door. His body became weak and limp with legs shaking. He slowly pulled his wet, slobbered cock from his slave's mouth.
Olaf, tears still streaming, swallowed his master's cum as his saliva dripped down his chin. He licked off the rest of the slobber from Draco's penis and lightly sucked on the tip making his moan once again.
"Master, I love it when you fuck my throat like that," he said out of breath.
Draco tucked his cock away and responded, "How could I not? Your mouth is one of the best pleasures of the world." He then bent down, licked the dripping saliva from Olaf's chin as he uncuffed him.
YOU ARE READING
dracoxolaf
Fanfiction"Please," the snowman begged. "Don't do this..." "I have to, Olaf," Draco snapped. "This isn't healthy. It's not good. And frankly, it's really fucking weird." Olaf's tears streamed down his face. He stared at the blond boy's back.