Drarry smut

Kinky adoption

Harry's 21 and decides to adopt a teen he wants to give a better life to before the system makes him homeless, he intends to be a friend to this guy, but it ends up a little more. (Harry's rich)

Draco malfoy was an orphan and had been since he was three. It had never been easy. Surely, when he got out of foster care he was going to kill himself. It was better that than homeless with no self worth.

That was before harry came along.

"I'm just looking for a friend to help out, who's the closest to coming of age?" He had asked the worker. "Right this way," Draco was sure he wasn't the oldest... one of, but there was no way... right?  He didn't know. They didn't really celebrate birthdays anymore, he would probably get celebrated more in death.

"This is Draco Malfoy, he'll be eighteen next month" the worker showed harry to him. Harry smiled at the boy who was a few years younger. Oh wow, harry was stunning. "Hi, I'm tying to give someone a better chance at a future, will you let me help you?" He had asked. Draco was simply shocked. He didn't realize he was nodding, or crying.

"Wonderful! Draco we can get you to your new foster parent by tomorrow if you pack your bags fast enough-" "they're already packed" Draco admitted. He was waiting for next month already.

"Wonderful! Go grab them and- I guess- you can go with Mr. Potter right after he signs the appropriate paperwork." The worker said. Draco rushed to grab his bags. "What kind of foster you got this time?" One of his friends asked. "Some hot guy saying he want to offer me a better life than I would get on the streets." Draco shrugged. "Oo, how old?" His friend asked. "Twenty something, I don't know" Draco shrugged. "Best of luck, hope he doesn't molest you!" The guys called behind the blond.

Draco could only laugh and shake his head.

***

A month later, Draco had turned eighteen. "Happy birthday!" Harry smiled. It was just them, eating ice cream while on a couch watching scary movies. Draco was growing more and more interested in harry. When he went to work he only worked six hours but came back with insane stories. Draco acted like a housewife.

The blond made dinner, cleaned the house, did the shopping (this was so harry didn't make him feel awkward by asking if he needed or wanted anything). He was just handed a debit card and given a few hundred dollar budget.

"Are you rich?" Draco asked during the murder scene. "I am" harry smiled not paying to much attention to the conversation. "Wait- actually-?" Draco was shocked. "Mhm- yeah, I don't even work a full day and we live in a giant house, what did you think?" He smiled. They had become decent friends in the last month, Draco becoming more interested in harry every waking moment.

"Damn" was all Draco had to say. He was shocked but didn't honestly care much. They had a nice life right now. That was when Harry started out paying more attention. "You don't care?" He asked. "Eh, you're nice and haven't tried to sell me, starve me, hurt me, or anything so... nah" he shrugged.

Harry suddenly really wanted to kiss him. He had saw something in Draco deeper than his gorgeous body and face the first time they met but he hadn't really seen just how good the boy was yet.

"I'm going to be completely honest and feel free to beat the fuck out of me if you're uncomfortable and I'll never repeat it again. But I really want o kiss you right now" harry said. He didn't move, he didn't want to startle the other, especially a guy raised like Draco.

Eventually Draco stopped staring so blankly. "I'm waiting..." he said closing his eyes and lifting his eyebrows.

Harry crawled over, quickly tilting Draco's chin and kissing him. The blond quickly melted against the other. Their bodies began moving in sync, Harry's hand on the others lower back, Draco's hands pulling Harry's face closer as he opened his mouth so the others tongue could slip through his parted lips.

Harry couldn't begin to describe the longing for the other, like someone he'd once loved reuniting. He moved his head down to leave hickeys all over the blonds neck. Draco began unbuttoning his shirt, then Harry's. He left hickeys for the other in return for his own. "God damnit, if you don't do more than kiss me in the next-" Draco couldn't help but letting out a loud moan when Harry reached down and gripped him from outside his clothes. "What do you want me to do?" Harry asked, gently rubbing circles on the bulge in Draco's pants. "Fuck me, touch me, all of it" Draco panted.

Harry unzipped the other, pulling off all his clothes before doing the same with himself. He grabbed a hidden bottle of lube that he taped under the couch and placed it on his fingers. "Prepared are we?" Draco raised his eyebrow as where the lube was. "Teenage me knew a few tricks" he smirked. Draco nodded when a finger pushed inside of him and another hand stoked him.

"Goddamnit" he cursed. Goddamnit was right. "You'll behave and wait to cum like a good boy won't you?" Harry asked. Oh but if words held any power it was all going to Draco because the hottest thing anyone had ever said to him. "Yes sir" dram mumbled.

***

God damnit. Goddamnit. Goddamnit.

Draco was so close, so fucking close, and harry still hadn't given him permission to cum. He was fucking the blond while stroking him and leaving marks all over his neck and upper stomach. "That's it, just a little more, you can take it." Draco was moaning loudly, skin slapping and echoing through the house. "Close" he moaned for what felt like the fifteenth time. "Just a little more, then you can cum. You can take it" harry promised. Draco cried out and waited until harry finished and he was allowed to. "Well- happy birthday" harry laughed. Draco panted and nodded. "Good birthday present"