There's No I In Team (A Drarry FanFiction)

Chapter Fourteen

   Draco made a keening noise and shut his eyes, turning his face into Harry's arm and pulsing in time with his tender thrusts inside him. "Harry," he gasped again.

"Draco," he whispered with a hint of a command to it. "Draco look at me please."

Draco did what he was told, following Harry's instruction without pause. "Yes?" he said.

Harry bit his lip. "You're being so good for me," he said lovingly. "You don't have to worry about anything okay? Just look at me, alright? I'm going to add another finger now, I want you to relax and take it for me. Can you do that?"

He could do that, he knew it. He could do whatever Harry wanted him to. "Yes Harry," he rasped.

"I knew you could," he murmured, dipping down for a lazy, possessive kiss. There was a shift, and Draco's breath caught as the burn swept through him, but Harry didn't rush. "Shh," he placated, his other hand cradling the back of Draco's neck as he rolled their bodies together, rubbing delicious friction against Draco's cock and distracting him from the almost painful sensation. "Shh, it's okay, you're doing perfectly, look at me Draco, stay with me."

Draco nodded, his hands tightly gripping Harry's hair, but he didn't seem to mind, and gradually, Draco got used to the new sensation. "I'm ready," he said. "Harry I want you."

"Just a little longer," Harry told him, then crooked the angle of his fingers, and Draco had to snatch his hand away to stuff it in his mouth to stop himself screaming. "Ahh," said Harry happily. "There it is."

He pumped his fingers slowly in and out of Draco for a little longer, before finally retracting them and reaching for the condom. Draco panted, his body fizzing with energy as he watched his lover rip the packet with his teeth and then roll in onto his own cock. As he positioned himself between Draco's thighs one more, Draco obediently wrapped his legs around Harry's waist, giving him easier access.

"You're so beautiful," Harry said reverently as he nudged his tip into Draco's entrance. "God I'm so lucky, you were so worth waiting for my gorgeous man." Draco couldn't find his voice, so instead he took Harry's face in his hands, and carefully pulled him in for a lingering, open mouthed kiss.

Fingers were never the same as a blood-heavy, pulsing penis, and Draco shifted as Harry slowly entered him, acclimatising to the fullness as the burn went from almost unbearable to deliciously pleasant. Harry made an almost animalistic growl as Draco enveloped him tightly. "Is it okay?" Draco asked, unable to help himself.

"It's perfect," Harry gasped, eyes fluttering in elation. "Fuck, Draco, you feel amazing."

"You can move," Draco stuttered. "Please move. Oh, Harry-!"

Harry began to rock gently inside him, and they undulated their bodies together in time, fingers digging into flesh and eyes locked on one another. It had been so many years since he had had sex, Draco could tell he wasn't going to last long, not with all the attention Harry had given him so far.

"Tell me when you're going to come," Harry urged, but at that moment he found Draco's prostate again, and he clamped his jaw together to stop himself squealing like a pig.

"Not long," he panted, scrabbling for purchase on Harry's skin or the bed sheets – anything to anchor him down. "Oh, Harry, oh, oh!"

"Tell me Draco," Harry begged, and Draco nodded.

"I'm – I'm – oh, now, now!"

He felt like his entirebody shattered into a thousand shards of glass as Harry sped up, slamming intohis sweet spot as he came in hot, thick bursts all over his stomach. Harry's face screwed up as he gave the finalfew thrusts, and then he was seizing Draco to him, the lengths of their bodiespressed together as his climax tore through him.