Drarry Oneshots

Just Some Good Old Dirty Smut

Draco P.O.V.

I paced around my room, my bed neat and perfect, no one else hear, my room cleaned so spotless that you could see my reflection in the windows and trophies, all for him. My hair was neat, no gel, just the way he likes it, I was wearing one of his jumpers and no pants... Just the way he likes it. And I was waiting. I didn't know what to do when he apparated in. I had no clue, but I want him to kiss me. I want to feel his body pressed against mine, his tongue dashing lightly against my neck and we prepare for our... Night... Together.

I was looking in the mirror when the clock said he'd be here in a minute, pretending to do my hair so he didn't think I had been ready for hours. I had lube sitting in very clear sight next to the bed, but made it seem as if I just hadn't put it away yet. I wanted him to notice it. I wanted him.

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*pop* the sound of him apparating into my room startled me from my 'hair'. I turned to look at him. Around his neck sat about twenty condoms, and I couldn't help but laugh as he looked just like superman, with condoms. I wanted his body to be inside mine so badly. He looked around and spotted the lube, smirking.

"Draco Draco, thought I wouldn't notice did you?"
I smirked right at him, standing and pulling him in for a kiss.

"Shut up and let's use one of these shall we?"

"Why not all of them?" We smiled against my mouth. God he was hot.

I started unbuttoning his shirt, allowing my self to feel his body as it was, allowing myself to be consumed by his dominate present, by his strength and being. I could feel him hardening at just the kisses I left on his neck, as I trailed down his torso to the top of his pants.

"Stop Draco." He moaned.

"Now why would I do that?" I looked him directly in the eye, giving him my best poker face as I slowly unbuckled his belt and slid it from the loops.

"I'm topping right?" He asked.

"I thought that was obvious when the last time we were in this position I cried 'Harry I want you inside me right now!' And then you made us wait and plan this."

"Yeah yeah I know, it's just, if I'm topping I want to pleasure you first. I want to make you feel... Good." Which each word his voice got darker, scarier, and he pushed me onto the bed, not even blinking before he tore my shirt right over my head, and pulled off my pants, underwear and belt, all in one swoop. There I was completely naked and in his control, my weak body waiting for him to become his alpha male self and show me just how much he loved me. He kissed my thigh, an unexpected but purely blissful feeling. His tongue grazing up to where my erection stood up, loud and proud despite being a measly 5 inches.
"You prick." I said as he began to kiss around my length and went to my stomach instead.

"Pretty sure it's your prick I'm focusing on here." Harry said before taking me full in his mouth, my hips instinctively bucking at the feeling.

"Merlin fuck, Voldemort Bless it, fuck!" I came straight away, lasting a measly five seconds. Why is it always five with me. Harry laughed and moved his mouth down to my balls, barely coming up for breath, he basically swallowed both my balls whole, both of them sitting in his mouth as he sucked, giving me pleasure I never realised I could have, and then, something we've never done before. Harry moved his head to my hole, sucking, licking and inserting his tongue, swirls of saliva giving me a pleasure I never thought possible. It wasn't painful as I expected it to be, it was pure bliss, so that when Harry finally came up for air, I had become rock hard again, a not so unexpected turn of events.

He put his entire body over me, and began grinding his jean clad lower half against my naked one, making me moan again. I hadn't stopped since the beginning.
"Harry."
"Say it again."
"Harry."
"I can't here you."
"HARRY!"
I felt two fingers burn their way into my ass, making my entire body clench around the new, surprising feeling. Harry moved his hand in and out, letting his fingers get me used to the feeling, he scissored his fingers, and just when I thought it couldn't get better he hooked them down, clawing the sides of my hole, making my body loosen up to the touch. At that moment Harry tore off his own pants and kissed me. He tasted how I imagine I tasted every where his mouth had touched me, and I didn't care. His crotch was against mine. The hot feeling of cock on cock, giving me a feeling of weakness I hadn't experienced since I failed to kill, that doesn't matter. All I care about is Harry, and how he's readying his fingers with lube, and putting his fingers inside me again. In, out, in, out, the cold lubricant prepping me for the next big thing. (Pun intended) Harry stopped, placing on the condom and I wrapped my legs around his waist, he looked deep into my eyes, the glowing green beckoning me to answer the question. Was a ready? Obviously. I didn't even answer him, I just pulled myself up and thruster his entire 7 inches inside of me, my whole lower half aching with pain and begging me to stop, while simultaneously begging me to do it again, you know which voice won? The one where Harry groaned against my neck and then he started thrusting into me, forgetting being gentle. Forgetting being safe. Forgetting even to be careful inside me. He was rough and violent and agonisingly painful, but I wouldn't ask for it any other way. My Harry loosing control turned me on even more if that were possible, and allowed my heart to focus on what we were doing more then the pain, especially when Harry hit the sweet spot, shooting pleasure throughout my body. He obviously noticed I enjoyed it because he continued to hit that spot, over and over and over and, how is he lasting this long!? Just at that thought approached my head, Harry's entire body shook and he collapsed on top of me. I could feel his liquid filling me up inside, the condom probably broke in the first thrust anyway, speaking on his violence. But I can't get pregnant anyway, we just promised the Weasleys we'd be safe. Oh god this is going to hurt in the morning.

I feel asleep with a heavy Harry snoring on top of me, falling asleep before he even removed himself from my entrance.