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The Dracken Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 12519 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you recognize here. My take on Drackens should be unique, but it is also a borrowed concept. I make no money from this, and do not endorse anything you may see herein.

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Harry and Tom chatted with the others for a little bit, but they called it a night fairly early and went to Harry’s room.

“Now, what was it you were saying about Greyback?” Harry asked as he undressed.

“He just couldn’t keep his damn nose clean.” Tom groused. “I found him today baiting Muggles. He was targeting children, and I had to bring him in. He’ll go to Azkaban even with only that charge, because he has racked up an impressive amount of warrants and has a Dark Mark.” He sighed. “I did warn them all.” He added, taking off his work boots and socks.

Harry nodded. “You did, and if they refuse to listen, that is on their own heads. They are all adults. Supposedly.”

“They really should act like it.” Tom muttered.

“You had faith in them. It’s their fault if that faith was unfounded.” Harry said, finally fully naked. “Is today a lingerie day, or just hot, wild monkey sex?” He asked with a grin.

Tom snorted. “We can do lingerie another time. Tonight I just want to defile you in your childhood bed.”

“Silencing charm first!” Severus’ voice came through the door, and Harry’s face flamed.

“Yeah, sorry! I’ll do that now!” He shouted back, then cast the charm as Tom laughed. “God, shut up! It’s not funny!”

Tom’s laughing tapered off. “Oh, Harrison, it actually is, and someday you will see the humour in it, too. Come here, and just be happy he didn’t hear something worse.” He said, opening his arms.

Harry sighed and went to sit in Tom’s lap. “You need to be wearing less clothing.” He said, playing with his top button.

“Then undress me, darling.” Tom purred.

Harry hummed and pushed him back to lie on the bed and began slowly unbuttoning his robes. He growled when he only found more cloth underneath them. “I thought you’d come for dinner in considerably less clothing.” He muttered.

Zephyr was watching from the top of Harry’s wardrobe. *You should just burn his clothing off.* He said.

*While the idea has merit, I like him more rare than well-done, so I’ll have to pass on that.* Harry replied.

Tom groaned. “That is exactly why I must wear an extra layer—at least on the bottom—when I come to visit you. You don’t appreciate just how much those growling, purring vocalizations turn me on. But your fathers would certainly notice.” He told Harry.

“Oh?” *You like it when I talk like this?* Harry leaned in and nuzzled Tom’s neck, then ran his tongue up the side and whispered into his ear, *Does it turn you on?*

Tom groaned again. “You are a horrible tease!” //Get my clothes off and ride my cock, minx!//

Harry grinned. “I was thinking more along the lines of trying something I haven’t done with you yet.” His grin slipped a bit. “Something I’ve been too scared to try. I thought of a way to make it, hopefully, less scary.”

Tom hummed. “I thought we had worked you passed most of your hang-ups.” He said. “What else is there?”

Harry licked his lips. “I... He always took me... From behind. And we haven’t done that yet.”

Tom’s eyes hardened. “No, we haven’t. Because I suspected as much, and there’s no need for that! I don’t care if you have to look at me every time, as long as we are both comfortable! I don’t need to take you from behind, Harrison, I like looking into your gorgeous eyes as we make love!”

“I want to be able to, though. What if sometime you do feel like flipping me over and taking me that way? I want to be ready for that, and able to enjoy it. Tom, I don’t want to have any limits from him. I want to reclaim every bit of my sexuality, and I need you to help me with that, or it’s never going to happen.” Harry begged, fingers slowly undoing Tom’s buttons as he spoke.

Tom sighed and wriggled around under Harry until he could drop his robes and shirt off the side of the bed. “Listen, I don’t need that from you, I never will!”

“What if it’s something I need, though?” Harry countered.

Tom sighed heavily. “Alright. I—We’ll try it. You said you thought of a way to make it less taxing on you?” He asked.

Harry grinned and began opening his trousers. “Well, certainly not less taxing, per se, but less scary, yes.”

“What was your idea?”

Harry grinned and began pulling his trousers off. “I was thinking I could be on top. But still facing away. I think that would be okay, since I would still be in control of things.”

Tom pictured Harry’s arse bouncing on his cock before his eyes and smiled. “Mm, that could be nice.” He murmured.

“I thought you might like the idea.” Harry said in amusement.

Tom grinned. “Ride me, love.” He said happily.

Harry laughed and turned around, straddling Tom’s hips. “Do the honours?” He asked.

Tom cast a lubrication spell on his fingers, sliding one into Harry.

Harry hummed happily and pushed his hips back, urging his mate deeper.

“You’re always so tight. It’s amazing how well we fit together.” Tom said, stretching him and adding a second finger.

“It’s a good thing I am, because I want you to be satisfied enough with me that you never even think of straying. I’d hate to have to kill you. And we’d both die if I did.” Harry said lightly.

Tom’s fingers stilled. “You’ll die if I do?” He asked softly.

Harry shivered as his fingers twitched and rotated his hips impatiently. “Yes, unless we have young children. The bond is s soul-bond, we are literally one soul in two bodies once we each came in each other and sealed it. That’s why we have a mind-link and can sense each other’s emotions. We each carry a piece of each other within us, always. And I’m not talking about the Horcrux.” He pushed his arse back against Tom’s motionless fingers. “Come on, keep going!”

Tom recovered and continued to open him up, massaging his prostate in apology for his stillness earlier, and Harry moaned happily, wriggling a bit. When the third finger was added with an accompanying smack to his arse, he gasped and tossed his head back in surprise.

“Is that okay?” Tom asked after the smack.

Harry nodded. “Yeah, it was fine. I’m more familiar with a cane and a belt, so a hand is nothing. No bad memories.” He confirmed.

Tom smiled and stretched him open, already able to feel the tight grasp around his cock. He pulled his fingers free and slicked himself, the grabbed Harry's hips. “Alright, love, take me in.”

Harry cast the contraceptive spell and then reached back to position him and sunk down, moaning softly as Tom filled him.

“Merlin, you feel so good.” Tom murmured as Harry began to move. “So hot and tight all around me. So good.” He repeated.

Harry smiled and moved. “How do I look from this angle?” He asked.

“So hot. Your arse is facing me, looking round and perfect, and so pale it's just begging to be smacked.” He laid another swat on the pale cheek and smiled at the gasp and the light pink handprint that appeared. “Just like that.” His voice sounded supremely satisfied.

Harry chuckled and continued to move, bending forward toward Tom's feet and bracing his hands on his mate's knees, pushing his arse out further and rolling his hips. He knew Tom wouldn't be able to resist and sure enough, another swat was laid on him, followed by one on the other side. He moaned loudly.

Tom let out a soft chuckle of his own, running his hands from Harry's hips up his sides and down his back, grasping his hips and helping Harry move. “Merlin, I love you so much.” He said softly. “So perfect for me. We are going to do great things together.”

Harry nodded. “For now, we should concentrate on doing great things to each other.”

Tom laughed. “I suppose I should put my back into it?” He teased, then began thrusting up into Harry. “Let's see how quickly I can bring you off, hm?”

Harry cried out.

“I'm not even going to touch you, love.” //You're going to come just from my cock pounding you so good.//

Harry moaned loudly as Tom pistoned into him, arching back and gasping as a hand grabbed his hair, giving it a sharp tug before releasing it. He fell backward onto Tom’s chest and his mate’s strong arms wrapped around his chest, holding him tightly as he thrust into him, panting and moaning into his ear, praise and words of love spilling from his lips as both of them raced toward completion.

Harry arched and cried out, coming, and Tom bit down on his neck as he filled Harry, growling lowly in pleasure.

Harry collapsed bonelessly and laughed. “I thought I was supposed to be the one biting and growling?” He asked tiredly.

Tom hummed. “We’ll take turns.” He mumbled back.

Harry lay there sated and replete until Tom softened and slipped out of him. He made a face and cast a cleaning charm. “That was good.” He said, rolling off of his mate and curling around his side.

Tom wrapped an arm around him. “We should definitely get under the covers.” He said.

“Too tired. Warming charms.” Harry said, and cast one on himself, then on his mate. “There. Better.”

Tom chuckled. “Those will wear off.” He said. “And I’d prefer to sleep until morning, not be woken up by cold in a few hours.”

Harry grumbled and began working the covers over them both.

Tom got under and Harry huffed. “Happy?” He asked.

“Yes, very.” Tom said.

Harry pinched him and Tom laughed.

“So vengeful.” Tom said in amusement.

“Arsehole.” Harry muttered, then smiled. “I love you.”

“And I love you. Forever and always.” Tom returned, pulling Harry close and kissing him. “Now sleep. I have to leave early tomorrow morning, but I want to enjoy breakfast with my mate first.”

Harry hummed and cuddled up to his mate. “I don’t want you to leave.” He muttered.

Tom chuckled. “I have to go to work, love. You know I have no choice.”

“Yes, you have to become Minister, and all that.” Harry said. “I still think it sucks.”

“Well, that is just the way it is. I will be living with you soon enough, school is about to start again, and you will have plenty of time with me then. You may even grow sick of me.” Tom joked.

“That will never happen.” Harry assured him, wrapping arms and legs around his body and hanging on like a lemming. “Mine.” He said. “All mine.”

“Yes, all yours. And tomorrow we have to subject to a cleansing together. I wonder if you will have to be naked, too?” Tom teased, waggling his eyebrows.

Harry frowned. “Are we sure Lune isn’t just a voyeur?” He asked.

“Not in the least!” Tom said. “You were the one that wanted me to trust her, keep that in mind.”

Harry frowned. “I’m not so sure my trust isn’t misplaced. She seems to want to see you naked an awful lot.”

“Well, either way, we will find out tomorrow if you need to join me in my nudity.” Tom said.

“I hope I don’t have to.” Harry said. “I don’t want Luna to see me naked! Talk about embarrassing!”

“At least she is not your father.” Tom pointed out.

Harry made a face. “Yes, that would be even worse.” He agreed.
Tom laughed. “Yes, well, we have a long day tomorrow. Get some sleep.”

Harry laid his head on Tom’s shoulder and closed his eyes. “Good night. Love you.”

“I love you, too. Good night, Harrison.”

They both drifted off to sleep, the bond humming contentedly between them.
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