Smut Bible - Christmas

9- Dishes

Drarry yet again

Harry had been worried about his husband, Draco, for a few weeks now. All it had been for the past few weeks was coming home angry, complaining and then anger fucking, followed by Draco shutting himself off for the rest of the night. Harry and him hadn't had much time to talk, and Draco hadn't been paying him much mind.

Oh, but he was going to pay attention to him tonight.

Harry didn't have work today, and had prepared ahead for Draco. He had set candles up, made his favorite dinner and put on something. . . Skanky for Draco.

It was a little black and white maids outfit, except it was just the front piece, meaning Harry was exposed for Draco. He wore thigh high black stalkings along with a collar to top it all off. He sat down at his seat and waited patiently for Draco to come home.

Just a few more minutes.

"Harry, I'm home."

"I made dinner," he replied as he sat there, blushing.

When Draco entered the kitchen, he froze in place. His eyes landed on Harry as he registered what he was wearing.

"Oh," he said, his voice dropping.

"Um, it's just that. . . You've been really stressed out recently and I know how much you like it when I dress up for you, so I-"

"No, Harry it's. . . Hot. Really hot," he announced. He sat down at his seat and picked up his utensils.

"I made your favorite," Harry mumbled.

"I can see, thank you."

"How did your day go?" He asked, "daddy?"

Draco nearly choked on his food, he only got Harry to call him that once before like a year ago. He recovered, "Taken to calling me daddy, huh?"

"I know you like it," he replied.

Draco smiled, "Well, after I walked into this dining room, it's been pretty fucking amazing."

"Oh?" He said, "and before that?"

"Shit as always," he cursed, "Damn governments been on my ass about all of those potions, and don't even get me started. . . "

He shook his head, "but whatever, how's your day been love?"

"Pretty good," he says as he eats, he takes his collar and plays with it for a few seconds, teasing Draco, "It's been pretty awesome sense you got back home."

"Well," he said, pushing away his plate, "I think I'm ready for desert."

"You'll have to wait for me to finish the dishes."

Draco smirked as he watched Harry get up from his seat, his eyes turned to saucers as he saw Harry's ass and his stalkings.

Harry bent over and filled up the sink with hot water, he listened to Draco stand up and walk over to him.

"You aren't playing very fair," he said.

"Sorry," he said, turning to him, "daddy."

Draco grit his teeth and glared at Harry angrily, "You tease."

Draco slipped his hands around his neck and took the leash of his collar, he leaned over and whispered in his hair, "I think someone needs to be punished."

"Oh?" He said as he tried to wash up one of the pots.

Draco dropped his hand from Harry's hips to his ass, he gave it a firm squeeze before pulling Harry away from the sink. He took a towel and wiped off his hands.

"Get on your knees," he ordered.

Harry smiled as he bent down on his knees.

"Go on," he said as he took off his belt, followed by his pants, "Suck me off."

Harry brought his fingers up to remove his boxers, Draco grinned at him as he slowly, and teasingly, pulled off his boxers. Draco ran his fingers through Harry's already messy hair.

"You know how much I love you, right?" He said.

Harry nodded to him and placed his mouth around Draco's length, Draco groaned at the contact and slowly pushed his head to the base. Harry took his time getting to deep throat him.

Draco shuddered in absolute bliss, he watched his husband suck him off. He loved him in stalkings, why didn't he wear them more?

Draco tapped Harry's shoulder, signaling for him to pull away. Harry slowly pulled away while sucking, Draco bit the inside of his cheek, "You tease."

"Only for my daddy," he said after his mouth popped off of Draco's member. Draco grabbed his hips and pulled him back up, he pushed him over to the living room where he pushed him over the other table. Harry blushed as he squeezed his eyes shut.

Draco whispered, "You sure?"

"Of course," he mumbled back.

Draco poked his length at his hole. Harry clenched in fear, not from not wanting it in there, no. He was a river of slick. It was the size he was worried about going in dry.

"Okay," Draco says as he holds his love handles, "ready?"

"Yes Daddy," he says as he grips his hands.

Draco plunges in, probing around for his prostate already. Harry gasps as Draco lets him adjust.

"There we go, no tearing," he said.

"Mm. . . I'm ready daddy," Harry responded after a few seconds.

"Good boy," Draco praised as he picked up his pace. Draco had such a firm grip on his hips, Harry was sure he'd have bruises on them because of his hands.

Draco left a kiss on Harry's nape as he tried to say, "Daddy~!"

"Come on now, I've heard you moan louder," Draco said. He began to leave hickeys on his neck.

"D-daddy, i- people at my work are going to see!" He moaned.

"Good," Draco snapped, suddenly angry again. He gripped his hips harder and picked up the pace, Harry couldn't hold himself up.

Draco went at his neck much more aggressively, he left bite marks and blatant red blotches on his dark skin. He moaned as Draco pounded him like a fucking nail.

"Mngh!" He moaned.

Draco smirked as he went faster, the flushness of Harry's insides was so good. His throat was dry from his loud moans, Draco was loving it all. He was just. . . Taking him raw.

"Ugh. . . Daddy," he moaned, "I'm gonna-"

Draco wrapped his fingers around Harry's member and held them tightly together, preventing him from cumming, "Not anymore. You'll go when I let you."

Harry moaned in protest.

"Ah, don't make daddy punish you," Draco said as he slowed down. Harry shuddered under his touch.

"Ah mm. . . You're really big~!" Harry commented as he laid flat against the table, "Please daddy! I want to cum~!"

"Aren't you just dirty?" He smiled, "okay, I'll hurry up."

Draco sped up, his cock was about to spill into Harry, and he didn't really mind. He just wanted to make Harry cum.

Eventually, he came into Harry. He let go of Harry's cock and let him cum on the floor. Draco smiled as he pulled out, his seed spilling down his thighs.

"Good boy," he praised.