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Peverell's Children	By : Zakaira Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 27078 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Author’s Note: So there was some speculation last chapter. A few of you were dead on in your predictions and some more of you gave me awesome ideas that I’m gonna go write into a future chapter! But there seems to be one misconception that the room of requirement made two cribs because there will be two babies. The room doesn’t know what Draco’s having, it just made the nursery, because it was on Harry’s mind. And it made two of everything, because of some fluff Harry and Draco will be doing together in future chapters, so that they can each learn how to care for a baby. Thank you to everyone who reviewed!

            After class Harry went back to the room of requirement to wait for Draco. First he changed his pants, because he was back to his Dudley hand-me-downs after his last pair of room of requirement pants vanished. He would really have to pick up some new pants in Hogsmeade this weekend, so that this would stop happening…and he could pick up some new pants for Draco while he was there.

            Once changed, he hid his old pants in his backpack and went back into the nursery, which was just how he and Hermione had left it. He wanted to show Draco this room and everything in it, so he took the two seats with toy bars out of the closet and set them on the floor, in the middle of the room. Then he unfolded the stroller, which was harder than he thought and required a spell, which was thankfully written on the handlebar. He left it unfolded in the open closest, before pulling the carseats down from the shelf, where they had been stored, to the open area on the bottom of the closest, where the toy seats had been.

            “Harry? Are you here yet?” Draco called out. Draco knew Harry had to be there already, because the door was already there and waiting for him, the way it was when Harry was already in the room.

            “Yeah, I’m here,” Harry replied, quickly exiting the nursery, closing the door behind him, and running out of the hut to greet Draco.

            Draco was just about to open the new front door to the new sitting room to take a look at the addition, when Harry came out. “Hi there,” Draco said as Harry stepped up to him and took him in his arms.

            “Hi yourself,” Harry replied before initiating a gentle kiss, but he broke it off before it turned into an all-out snogging session.

            “What is all this?” Draco asked, referring to the new addition to the hut.

            “You didn’t make this yesterday or something?” Harry asked, leading Draco into the sitting room.

            “No, I wasn’t here at all, although you should’ve been: you’re supposed to be stretching your arse every day,” Draco replied, setting his backpack down on the coffee table, next to Harry’s.

            “Oh, I hadn’t thought of that. I didn’t use the potion yesterday.”

            “Well you can use it today and remember to do it to yourself if I can’t do it for you,” Draco replied.

            “Yeah, okay. Well if you didn’t ask the room for this, then it must’ve been me,” Harry replied, thinking about the catalogs Snape had given him. ‘Maybe I had the baby stuff on my mind, so the room gave me a nursery.’

            “So now we have a separate sitting room and bedroom. It’s nice, but I hope the hut doesn’t keep expanding, because I don’t want to lose the open dining patio.”

            “I think it’s big enough already, plus, I think the hut’s growing more into the lilac forest, than it is into the dining patio. There’s another new room, through there, that I want you to see,” Harry said taking Draco’s hand and leading him to the hallway.

            “What is it? A library maybe?” Draco wondered as they walked. He would want a library, but maybe Harry had asked for something stupid, like a Quidditch pitch. Yeah, knowing Harry, it would be a Quidditch pitch.

            “No, not a library,” Harry replied opening the door to the nursery and stepping inside with Draco.

            “Wow, a nursery! What is all this stuff?” Draco wondered.

            “Baby stuff. Snape gave me some catalogs to order baby stuff from. I think the room just gave us two of each. Do you like it? Is this how you’d want our nursery to look? Or would you like something else?”

            “We can’t keep this stuff, can we?” Draco asked in reply. “I mean, will it disappear if we remove it from the room of requirement? The clothes I took from here before all disappeared as soon as they were off my body.”

            “The clothes I took disappeared too. I don’t think we can take these, but I’m gonna order a set from a catalog for our baby. I want him to have the best of everything,” Harry replied.

            “Brilliant,” Draco replied, leaning in for another sweet kiss.

            “So is this how you’d want it? This style furniture, this color wood, this pattern fabric, and panting on the walls?” Harry asked.

            “Not quite. I think I’d make the fabric more like this,” Draco said willing the fabric to change and it did.

            Now, instead of yellow, all the fabric was a deep indigo blue. Instead of green and silver sea turtles, they were just silver. And instead of pink and purple plumerias, they were white with gold in the center plumerias. The wood stayed dark, but acquired a bit of a reddish hue, so that it was a dark cherry color. And the style of the furniture changed from plain, clean lines and edges, to a rounded, swirling style, with delicate carvings of sea creatures; Harry could make out fish, whales, dolphins, crabs, and jellyfish.

            The paintings on the wall stayed as they were, except a manta ray, a sea turtle, a dolphin, a whale, a shrake, and a few other fish were added to the sea. And on the other walls, the plain yellow ones, sunbathing geckos, sea turtles, and seals were added, while flying birds and bats were added to the ceiling. The rug on the floor turned indigo blue with white and gold plumerias and silver sea turtles. And finally, the toys on the flowery chair in the middle of the room changed to be magical creatures, such as a dragon, a griffin, and an unicorn, instead of flowers and rainbows.

            “I love it,” Harry said, before kissing Draco deeply. “But I have something to confess that you’re not gonna like.” Harry had decided that with Draco helping him with occlumency, there was no way to hide anything from him. And since they would be working on occlumency again tomorrow night with Snape in detention, he had better come clean now.

            “Let me sit down while you tell me,” Draco said, sitting in the rocking chair in the corner. He wanted to test it out, because it reminded him of one back in the Manor that his mother would rock him in and sing to him.

            “Well, Hermione’s known something was up with us for a few weeks now and she finally confronted me. She accused you of being my occlumency tutor, and I confirmed that you were,” Harry revealed.

            “Well that doesn’t sound too bad, as long as you didn’t tell her that we’re dating or that I’m pregnant,” Draco replied rocking gently; he found it very soothing.

            “I didn’t tell her that we’re dating, but I did tell her that you’re dating a halfblood; a female halfblood. She just wouldn’t stop asking how I knew you weren’t loyal to Voldemort’s cause after all the blood purity stuff you’ve spouted. And I just kinda blurted that out. I’m sorry.”

            “Well, if she thinks I’m dating a female that isn’t you, then that’s probably a good ruse to keep going. Subterfuge and all. At least she doesn’t know about my baby.”

            “Well…”

            “What did you tell her Potter!?!” Draco roared, quickly standing up from the rocking chair to loom over Harry, looking down on him with a look that could kill.

            “She found one of my catalogs! I had to tell her something!” Harry defended himself.

            “What did you tell her?” Draco repeated, in a deadly tone.

            “I told her your girlfriend was pregnant, alright?”

            “My girlfriend? Not me?” Draco repeated, calming down slightly.

            “Yes, your girlfriend and I made her swear not to tell anyone, not even Ron. And she wants to learn occlumency; she said she’d ask Snape to give her lessons.”

            “If your friendship with Granger gets me and my baby killed, I’m gonna haunt you and have father hunt you down. I’ve been thinking, father enjoys his torturing, so he’ll probably keep you alive until after he feeds your ballocks to doxies. He’s got a small colony of doxies back at the Manor and he was hoping to use them to torture muggles, but I’m sure that can be changed,” Draco said sitting back down in his rocking chair and pulling his knees back up to his chest.

            Harry noticed that Draco mentioned his father and pulled his knees up to his chest a lot when he’s scared or worried, so he went to kneel in front of his boyfriend to speak. “Hermione is a very crafty witch. She’ll be with me, in hiding during the war, so Voldemort won’t get his hands on her unless he also has me. And I know she’ll pick up occlumency right away; she’s the smartest quickest witch in our class. You’re secret will be safe with her and she doesn’t even know the whole truth! She doesn’t know that we’re together or that that is my baby. She thinks some halfblood witch is carrying your baby, for Merlin’s sake.”

            “Yeah, she doesn’t know and she’ll learn occlumency,” Draco repeated, trying to tell himself that he and the baby would be alright.

            “Yes and you and our baby will be tucked away under the fidelius charm. I’m gonna order everything you’ll need for an entire year- two years even- from these catalogs. You’ll have your mum and Snape and I’ll have Hermione and Dumbledore. We’ll all keep you and the baby secret and safe. Even if I’m killed and Voldemort wins, you can come out of hiding and say the baby’s mum was some pureblooded witch that died fighting the order. You’ll flee to the other side of the globe of course, but everyone will think the baby is someone else’s and no one will follow you. Just you and your mum and our baby safe in Hawaii.”

            “Yeah, even if no one I know dies, Pansy will lie for me and say it’s her baby. She knows some occlumency and I’ll just have to train her up a bit. Blaise will be upset if we don’t let him in on the ruse, but he’s no Death Eater and he’s smart enough to learn occlumency too. I bet they’d help me hide after you die,” Draco said lowering his feet back to the ground.

            “Brilliant, now come here,” Harry said, standing up and holding his arms open for his boyfriend.

            Draco stood up and allowed himself to be engulfed by Harry’s arms. After several minutes, Harry spoke again, “Do you want to look over those catalogs now?”

            “Yeah, let’s do it in the sitting room,” Draco answered.

            Draco and Harry walked back to the sitting room where Harry removed the catalogs from his backpack and showed Draco. “Now I’m not sure what all we will need, but I’ve got plenty of galleons in my vaults, and I figured we could ask your mum for help. Actually, I’d like to meet her this Sunday and tell her about the baby, if that’s alright with you.”

            “Um, yeah, mother’ll help. Maybe we could wait a week to tell her about the baby…I haven’t told her we’re dating yet…we’re definitely not telling her about the rape,” Draco replied.

            “No, no one has to know about that. I won’t tell her,” Harry promised.

            “Okay, then you’ll come with me to see mother on Sunday and we’ll tell her that we’re dating. We can wait a bit to tell her about the baby, but when we do, we’ll ask for her help making sure we have enough of everything. I know we’ll need a ton of nappies.”

            “Yeah, we’ll get enough nappies to fill a room.”

            “We can pick out boy stuff for now and wait a month to order, to make sure he really is a boy,” Draco agreed.

            “Yeah, seeing the room give us girl stuff too was a bit shocking and made me realize that we can’t be absolutely sure until the spell is done right,” Harry added. “So, which of these patterns do you like?”

            “Well, I like island patterns, obviously. And with my name being Draco and being a Slytherin, I’ve always had a lot of dragon and snake patterns. And the Black family, my mother’s family, they like astrological patterns; constellations, stars, galaxies, and the like. If we have a boy, I want to name him Scorpius,” Draco revealed.

            “Yeah, Scorpius is a good name. I’ve always wanted to name my first born James, after my dad,” Harry replied. He hadn’t considered naming a child Scorpius before, but he didn’t hate it and he wasn’t about to take this choice away from Draco; not after he raped him and now telling Hermione some of their secrets.

            “Scorpius James? I’m not so sure…Malfoy’s don’t do muggle names. Our baby’s blood purity will already be under suspicion; I don’t want to go adding to it with a muggle name.”

            “Oh, what about naming him after my godfather, Sirius? That’s a Black name.”

            “Yeah, Sirius could work, but we don’t normally do two astrological names in a row. We don’t have to decide now; we can think on it for months,” Draco replied.

            “Alright then. Why don’t you take these catalogs and think over them? Just put a mark on any page with a pattern you like for clothes. And we didn’t see an island pattern like the one you wanted in the furniture book, but we could order it special. The only thing I’m still clueless about is this paternity catalog for expectant Peverells,” Harry said pulling out the third catalog.

            “Well let’s have a look, shall we,” Draco said and Harry opened the catalog.

            The first few sections were simple enough with robes and pants cut roomier and charmed to include extra wizard space for the baby. “The pants will have the wizard-dick-space charm on them too, since they’re made for Peverell wizards,” Draco said, pointing to a pair of boxers in the similar style to the ones he always wore. The only outward difference was that the boxers in the catalog had a looser waist, to sit below a swollen abdomen.

            “Yeah, we can get those. Do you think they’d still fit after the pregnancy?” Harry asked, thinking that maybe he wouldn’t need to buy Draco two sets of new pants, one regular and one for the pregnancy, but could just get these specially charmed ones instead.

            “Yeah, I think they will. The waist band is loose, but I’ve been wanting a looser waistband to make it easier to get my hard dick out of my pants,” Draco replied.

            The next section was more difficult, because it included things for breast feeding, such as pumps to express milk if the parent would be separated from the child for a time. Draco quickly turned to the next section, not wanting to think about breast feeding yet. The next section was worse, because it was things one would need for a home birth, such as sterile blankets and scissors to cut the umbilical cord. Draco quickly closed the catalog and said, “We can worry about the rest of it later…I’ll get mother and Professor Snape to figure that stuff out. For now, just order me a dozen robes and pants.”

            “Yeah, that sounds like a plan,” Harry said. “I’ll just take this one and you take the other two.”

            Draco nodded and stuffed the two baby catalogs in his bag, while Harry stuffed the paternity one in his bag.

            “So what should we do now?” Draco asked awkwardly.

            “Let’s go get a snack,” Harry replied, remembering how hungry Draco had been Tuesday afternoon.

            Draco thought about macadamia nuts and a can appeared on the end table next to him. “Sweet!” he exclaimed picking up the can and opening it, before tossing a handful into his mouth and chewing. “You can get me three lilikoi and two limpids.”

            “Yes your majesty,” Harry replied giving Draco a chaste kiss and licking some of the salty sweetness from Draco’s mouth.

            Harry went off to get the lilikoi first, which was even easier than it had been last time. He walked back to the dining patio and set the fruit on the table before fetching the broom and shell and again attempting to find some snails. This time Harry spotted a cluster of little mounds rising up from the surface of the rock and realized that they were the limpid shells. He took out his empty shell and used it to pry two limpids from the rocks. It took some muscle and a few minutes of effort, but he finally had his catch, so he returned to the dining patio triumphant, leaving the broom on the beach.

            Draco was sitting at the dining table, eating his fruit and nuts and watching Harry. “My hero,” he said as Harry handed over the limpids.

            Harry sat in the other chair at the table and watched Draco eat. “The food doesn’t disappear in your stomach like the clothes do, does it?” Harry asked as Draco finished the last of his snack.

            “Not that I know of. I’ve never pooped, so I don’t see it coming out the other end, but I certainly don’t feel it disappearing,” Draco replied.

            “Maybe it only disappears when you’re done with it, after it leaves your body,” Harry replied.

            “Probably, but we should really get to applying your stretching potion before dinner,” Draco said. He was a bit horny, not having cum since Tuesday, and he was ready to move their afternoon along.

            “Yeah, alright,” Harry replied, getting up from the table and taking Draco’s hand.

            Draco grabbed his empty shells as he left the table and deposited them on one of the empty shelves in the sitting room as they went inside the hut. He followed Harry into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

            “So I think this time you should take your pants off before you apply the stretching potion to me,” Harry said taking his robes off.

            “How about you wank me before I do your arse,” Draco replied, taking his robes off as well, leaving them both in their pants.

            “You get sleepy after you cum, so if we do it that way, I’ll have to do my own arse and I’m not entirely sure how to do that,” Harry replied.

            “So you get to cum first and my dick gets ignored?”

            “Well I could wank you while you do my arse, if you’d like,” Harry suggested.

            “Yeah, I don’t know. I don’t want my dick out next to your arse.”

            “It doesn’t have to be. We could do it this one way from my book.”

            “How’s that?”

            “Let me just grab my book and show you,” Harry said before running into the sitting room and retrieving the sex book and running back into the bedroom to show Draco. Harry turned to a page showing a classic sixty-nine oral sex position. “See, your cock would be by my face and I’d wank you and my arse would be over your face and you’d stretch me.”

            “Then your dick would be right in my face and I’m not putting my mouth on your dick like that. You can just forget that right now Potter.”

            “No, you don’t have to touch my cock, but I do see how it would be in your face. How about I sit my bum on your chest and you stretch me?”

            “I’m not sure I understand.”

            “Well, let’s try it with our pants on and see if it works,” Harry suggested.

            “Yeah, alright. Let me lie down,” Draco said scooting further back on the bed and lying down.

            “So I’d sit on your chest and wank you,” Harry said climbing onto to Draco’s chest, facing away from him.

            Draco put his hands on Harry’s cloth-covered bum and imagined stretching him like this. “I think this’ll work.”

            “Yeah, me too. Strip?” Harry asked getting up. Once he was back on the floor he retrieved a shrunken applicator, unshrunk it, and performed the spell to fill it.

            While Harry was getting the potion, Draco removed his pants and lay back down on the bed.

            “Okay, so I did the spells to get the potion ready and I can do the other preparing spells, but I don’t know how to get this in my own arse,” Harry replied, joining Draco on the bed.

            Draco had a good view of Harry’s hard dick and this time, he did not deliberately avert his eyes. He didn’t stare, but he did glance a few times. Harry’s dick wasn’t Peverell size, but it was a good solid dick and Draco thought it was attractive. He certainly wasn’t about to bottom for Harry ever again, but maybe that dick could play with them, especially because it didn’t seem to require much attention. “Do the preparing spells and I’ll help you get the potion in.”

            Harry complied and preformed the three preparation spells on his arse, before sitting down on Draco’s chest, facing away from him like he had done before.

            “Okay, so you just find the hole and push the tip of the applicator in. It goes in real easy after you’ve done your spells,” Draco said placing his hands on Harry arse cheeks and squeezing softly.

            “Okay, let’s see,” Harry replied reaching one hand back to find his hole. His fingers touched slick skin and then found the sensitive depression.

            “Now take the applicator with your other hand and I’ll help you position it,” Draco replied watching Harry’s finger press into the tight hole. It looked hot and Draco felt his heart rate and breathing speed up and the blood began to rush south.

            “Okay,” Harry replied grabbing the applicator with his other hand and holding it in back of his arse. He removed the finger of his other hand from his hole with a soft pop.

            “Put it right here, like this,” Draco said, lining the applicator up with Harry’s hole and bumping Harry’s finger out of the way. “Now slowly press it in.”

            Harry did as instructed and although the applicator slipped twice, he eventually got it in without pain.

            “Now press the plunger in,” Draco said watching the erotic show in front of him. Harry did and the applicator emptied. “Take it out and toss it away.” Harry did just that and Draco took hold of the finger that had been in that arse earlier. He moved Harry’s finger back into place. “Finger yourself.”

            Harry complied and pushed his finger inside. To his finger, it felt hot and wet, but to his arse it felt big and intruding. It took him a minute to relax, but then it felt good and he was thrusting his finger in and out of his arse while staring at Draco’s massive hard cock in front of him and his own hard cock resting on Draco’s perfect chest. Draco’s cock was lying flat on his stomach and Harry’s was stretched up and out at an angle, but they were overlapping, and Harry knew that if his cock would just lie flat, their cocks would be touching. He wondered what that would feel like.

            “Okay, you’ve got the idea, I’ll take it from here,” Draco said, wanting Harry to pay attention to his aching dick. He was hard and untouched.

            Harry removed his finger from his own arse and wiped it off on the bedspread, before proceeding to wank Draco’s glorious cock. Draco moaned as Harry reached down and took Draco’s cock in his two hands, slowly stroking up and down.

            Draco had trouble thinking with Harry’s hands on his dick, because every stroke sent the usual lightning bolts of magic and electricity coursing through his body and straight to his dick. The magic was crackling along his dick as Harry’s hands moved up and down applying firm pressure and Draco moaned again. But he had a task to do and he wanted Harry’s arse to one day be the perfect place to thrust his dick, so Draco set to work and slowly pushed his finger in.

            Draco’s finger pressed into his arse and Harry felt the most wonderful full sensation along with pleasure shooting from his arse to his balls. It made his cock leak with anticipation and he saw a drop rolling down his shaft. Draco’s shaft was up now, also at an angle, so that he could stroke it properly. There had been a moment when his cock head had almost touched Draco’s in passing and a drop of pre-cum had fallen off of Draco’s cock onto Harry’s cock; it was hot and made Harry’s cock twitch in anticipation, but Harry knew better than to push Draco too much at one time and kept their cocks from touching as he wanked his boyfriend.

            Draco had given stretching Harry’s arse some thought since Tuesday and had even taken the pamphlet on arse stretching from the sex basket to read. It recommended stretching the arse wider, by inserting multiple fingers and spreading the hole out laterally, but it also recommended stretching the hole out longitudinally. If the arse was stretched on a dildo or a dick, the extra length would grow from the far end of the colon, leaving the prostate somewhere between the middle and the entrance of the canal. But the pamphlet said that location was not ideal, because the head of the dick wouldn’t hit the prostate easily in that orientation. Therefore the pamphlet recommended using fingers to stretch the length of the colon in a region closer to the anal opening. The anal sphincter itself could be stretched a bit, but the best place to stretch was right after it and that is just where Draco concentrated his finger.

            Draco pushed his finger back and forth into the anal wall in the region between Harry’s prostate and his sphincter, stretching the sensitive tissues out. That region of colon was also the region where Harry’s sensitive cervix was found, so Draco would take frequent detours to rub the little nub, if only to see the way Harry reacted with a jump and a shiver of pleasure and to feel the reaction of Harry’s hands twitching tightly around Draco’s dick as those hands wanked him.

            Harry wasn’t sure why Draco hadn’t added more fingers yet, because as far as he knew, the goal was to cram as many fingers as possible inside his arse. There was even one wizarding photo in his sex book showing a man pushing his entire closed fist inside the gaping hole of his partner. It was hot, plus it made sense, because if he was going to be buggered by a cock the size of an arm, then his arse should be wide enough to take a fist, which was about the size of the largest cock heads in the book. But Draco didn’t seem to be doing that and what he was doing felt incredible, so Harry decided to take it and wank Draco good in return.

            Draco’s hard cock was dripping the most delicious looking pre-cum right in front of Harry, only inches away from his face, because Harry’s back was arched over to present his arse more easily to Draco’s probing fingers. Harry desperately wanted to lick it and taste that pre-cum. He had tasted his own and not particularly enjoyed the bitter salty taste, but he imagined that Draco’s pre-cum would taste like the passion fruit Draco loved so much. That thought had Harry salivating, especially because it was only an hour before dinner.

            Draco felt a warm fire building in the pit of his stomach and his balls twitched as Harry’s firm hands stroked up and down on his cock. It was intense, like always, but Draco was determined to stay focused and stroke Harry’s arse. After a good while of using his one finger to stretch Harry longitudinally, Draco pulled his finger out halfway and pushed his middle finger in to join his index finger. Harry’s arse squeezed tight around his fingers and felt like Harry’s body was pulling his fingers inside as he heard Harry let out a moan of pleasure.

            Harry had to stop moving his hands for a minute as the pleasure of extreme fullness rushed through him. It felt like butterflies in his stomach and stretching in his arse and burning for release in his balls. Those fingers pushed further in, stroking his cervix and sent a bolt of pleasure through him; the bolt was so strong he thought he was gonna cum right then, but he didn’t. Instead it felt like he was just on the brink of orgasm as each press of fingers sent tingles straight to his cock. But he didn’t cum, instead thinking that it wasn’t time yet, so he clenched his balls and told himself he wasn’t gonna cum, before turning back to Draco’s cock.

            Harry stopped stroking his dick for a few minutes, which allowed Draco to really focus on fingering Harry’s tight arse good. He stroked Harry’s cervix and thrust his fingers in and out and generally enjoyed the erotic show. And then Harry’s hands were back on him, squeezing and wanking harder and faster with a steady quickened pace and it was so much more intense than it was before. Bolts of pleasure were shooting from his dick into his lower back and balls and the pressure and fire in his abdomen grew and twisted and oh it was just so good that Draco had trouble concentrating on pushing fingers into that hot arse.

            Draco was almost there, Harry could tell, because Draco’s back was arching, thrusting that giant cock further into his hands. And since Harry was sitting on top of Draco’s chest, Draco’s movement moved him as well. Draco’s fingers changed their angle inside his arse and Draco’s lean stomach rose up under him, to just brush across his untouched cock. Harry groaned at the contact and leaned down further, to increase the friction of Draco’s lower abdomen against his cock, and all the while Harry continued to stroke Draco’s cock, urging him on to further back arching glory.

            “Get it Draco, cum for me,” Harry urged, pulling Draco’s cock skin down and rubbing the palm of his right hand over the sensitive folds on the underside of Draco’s giant cock head, while stroking up and down on the shaft with the other hand. That was the spot that always made Draco arch his back and moan the most. Then Harry tentatively reached his neck out, opened mouth, and sucked on the tip of Draco’s cock. The head was far too wide for Harry to take in without a jaw disjoining spell, but that didn’t stop Harry from mouthing the little bit of head that he could get in his mouth. The pre-cum didn’t taste like passion fruit after all, having instead a salty sweet taste that reminded Harry of nuts.

            Draco’s balls twitched at the sound of Harry’s voice and dirty words. Harry was stroking the most sensitive area of his dick and each touch sent lightning bolts through his dick and up his spine, sending pleasure straight to his brain. He lost track of his fingers in Harry’s arse, but the tight muscles held them in place, so they did not fall out. Draco’s eyes rolled back in his head as he ascended to the peak orgasm. And then Draco felt something hot and wet at the very tip of his cock head, while the fingers stroked and the hand wanked. Draco’s toes curled and his fingers pushed out, deeper into the warmth of Harry’s arse, and his free arm reached out, caressing Harry’s back as he came, diving off the orgasmic peak, and flying in bliss through the air.

            Draco’s cock twitched and came in long thick hot spurts of cum all over Harry’s hands. Harry felt Draco’s arm on his back, but what he really felt were those fingers pushed in deeper and brushing just slightly against his prostate. He twitched and moaned at the sensation and pushed his arse back onto Draco’s fingers, which thankfully didn’t retreat, but slipped in further, touching his prostate fully.

            Harry groaned, twitched, and rotated his hips, which he found made the most deliciously wonderful feeling shoot though his spine as those fingers moved against his prostate. He came and shouted, spurting his cum all over Draco’s stomach, even getting some on Draco’s cock, but Harry figured that was fair, because Draco’s cock was still spurting all over and occasionally a spurt of Draco’s cum would land on Harry’s cock. In general there was just a large wet pool of combined white cum and Harry found that very erotic as his cock continued to spurt and he continued to squeeze Draco’s cock.

            Draco was floating in ecstasy as his dick continued to twitch and cum, when he realized that Harry was pushing his arse into his fingers and moaning and spasmming like he too was cumming. Somewhere in the back of Draco’s brain he realized what was happening and instinctively reached out and stroked Harry’s prostate, pressing his fingers into the sensitive gland.

            Harry felt Draco moving his fingers and the movement caused him to twitch and let loose one more thin weak ribbon of cum. He was spent and couldn’t cum anymore, but he stayed still and let Draco stroke him until the pleasure turned into pain. “Unghh, stop,” Harry said, crawling off of Draco’s chest.

            Draco’s fingers fell out of Harry’s arse and he let his arms fall to his side and his eyes closed, exhausted from the intense orgasm.

            Harry kneeled next to Draco and vanished the huge pool of combined cum before lying down next to Draco. He wrapped his arms around Draco and encouraged him to fall asleep by saying, “Sweet dreams my dragon.”

            He held Draco for fifteen minutes before starting to work on his homework.

Author’s Note: So what do you think of the possible names? What would you name Harry and Draco’s son? Please review!
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