i'm back ig 💀
-smut, essentially phone sex, subby draco, dom harry, trust fund baby harry and draco lmao, kind of explicit
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Draco sighs dramatically as he falls onto his stomach on the bed he shared with his husband
Harry didn't work away from home very often, so when he did, Draco didn't cope well.
Between the wealth both him and Harry inherited from their parents, neither of them needed to work for the entirety of their lives or the next three at all.
But Harry and his damned inability to lay back and relax insisted on making Draco's life (and other things) harder
Now he's left Draco all by his lonesome, pouting at the ceiling, thinking about Harry as he did all the time either way.
Call him obsessed. He'd agree with you.
He shoves his face into the pillows that even smelt like Harry.
Draco exhales softly as he breathes it in, the scent filling his nose and brain of thoughts that were less than socially acceptable.
Harry's deep voice in his ear that never failed to make him warm and aroused, his strong arms that could pick Draco up as if he weighed nothing, the way he knew what Draco wanted just by the look in his eyes and gave it to him so good, and Harry's large, long, thick, wonderful and phenomenal-
Yeah, maybe he should spend less time thinking about Harry because now he was half hard.
Draco rolls onto his stomach with a loud groan, staying there for a while, sulking, before he ultimately decides to call Harry.
He dials Harry's contact, unable to resist the urge to slide his hand into his shorts
"Hey Dray." Harry answers the phone after a couple rings
Draco bites back a small noise at finally hearing Harry's voice again, starting to move his hand slowly, sighing shakily in relief.
"Mm- Harry.." Draco exhales shakily
"Hi sweetheart." His voice shows the smile evidently on his face, "What's up?"
"Nothing. How.. fuck.." Draco exhales shakily, his voice high with pleasure, "-how's work?"
"Work's alright." Harry muses quietly, "I miss you."
"I- hahh— miss you too."
Draco furrows his eyesbrows as he palms himself through his boxers, his eyes fluttering shut and his head falling back onto the pillows
"Yeah? You sound... preoccupied, angel."
"Do I?" says Draco, a whine high in his throat
"Mhm." Harry hums amusedly, already catching onto what was happening on the other line
"Yeah I just-" Draco's finger brushes over the slit of his cock and his breathing hitched. He tries (not very hard) to keep silent and move on with his statement seamlessly, "I just miss you a lot. Been thinking about you."
"Yeah?" Harry says again quietly, his voice deepened with mirth, "What have you been thinking about?"
Draco shudders at the sound of Harry's voice filtering through the phone, making his back arch and a low moan to leave his throat
Harry's voice was dark and sultry, dripping with lust. The familiar tone of voice that Draco associated with hard sex and endless loving pleasure.
It made him move his hand directly into his boxers, gasping at the direct contact between his palm and cock
"Ah just-.." Draco swallows hard, "..just miss your cock in my tight hole. I just wanna ride you so- hah— so fucking bad."
"Yeah?" Harry smiles, "Didn't get enough of me this morning, darling?"
Draco whimpers out loud at the reminder of their brief playtime before Harry left for work. "No- no, I need you so bad-"
"Did thinking about me get you all riled up?" Harry coos in faux sympathy
"Yes~" Draco groans out, "I want- I- I want-" He stutters, struggling to find the words that could describe how he felt amidst the pleasure and need.
Harry always made him feel so intensely, Draco's feelings towards Harry were always just so so strong. He admired the way Harry treated everything he did and cared about with so much passion.
And Merlin knows he did Draco with passion
"You just want me back at home, huh angel?" Harry fills in for him, "You want me to fuck you into the mattress real good?"
Draco gasps, "Yes- yes yes-" His voice jumps an octave, jerking himself faster
"You want me to choke you so hard you forget your name?" continues Harry, "Want me to pin you against the wall like the beautiful work of art you are?"
Draco nods desperately even though Harry couldn't see him, whimpering softly
"I just wanna tie you up and make you take my cock and my cum over and over again. Or maybe let you sit on my cock with a cock ring for a couple hours. Or spank you so hard and fast you choke on your spit; until I can see my handprint marked into your beautiful arse. Is that want that, Draco?"
Draco chokes at the way Harry said his name, draping his arm over his mouth to muffle the sound of his obscene noises
"Let me hear you, darling," A smirk was evident in Harry's voice
Draco almost immediately removes his arm as soon as he processes the sentence, not bothering to think too hard about the the level of obedience he portrayed
Not that he could think about anything else other than the pleasure shooting through his body and Harry's voice
"Oh- fuck- Harry.."
"You gonna cum for me, honey?" Harry whispers into the phone
And that throws Draco over the edge.
"Harry!" Draco gasps as his back arches even deeper and his hips buck into his hand involuntarily. He wails quietly as he comes all over his knuckles, lower stomach, and inside of his underwear
"Aw, my poor baby." Harry smirks to himself as he listens to Draco crying out for him, adjusting his cock in his pants, "Too much of a slut to go without me for a couple hours, huh?"
Draco whines loudly at that in affirmation, feeling his dick start to get hard again immediately
Harry laughs softly, "Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll be back home soon enough so l can make you feel good. Wait for me."
"Mkayyy.." Draco drags out with a dragged out pleasured sigh, already stroking himself again
"Got to go darling." says Harry after a moment of silence from his end, "I'll see you soon. I love you."
"Mm, I- I love you too- fuck, Harry.."
Harry snorts as he hangs up the phone, sporting his own visible hard on.
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i did not proof read this 💀
write the second part or nah?
