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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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“Shall we go face your father?” Tom asked reluctantly after taking his pain potion.

Harry snorted. “No. I think you should fuck me.”

Tom frowned. “I can’t do that.” He said.

“What? Why not?!” Harry asked, sitting up and glaring down at his lover.

“Because I love you too much for it to just be a fuck the first time I have you under me. I will, however, make love to you, if you wish.” Tom said with a smirk.

Harry laughed. “Okay. That will work.” He said, flopping back down onto the bed.

Tom rolled over to loom above the teen. “This might get a little wild.” He warned.

“I’ll let you know if I start to have problems.” Harry said.

“Good.” Tom bent and kissed him, sliding his hand from Harry’s chest down to his cock. “You should clean this. I’m not going to suck it after it’s been in me.” He murmured.

Harry laughed and cast a second cleaning charm. “I’d already done that.” He said.

Tom hummed. “Yes, well, one can never be too sure you cleaned everything.” He told the teen before sliding down his body and taking Harry’s cock into his mouth.

Harry arched and moaned, sliding his hands into Tom’s hair.

Tom was surprised that the teen didn’t buck up, though the arching was close to it. Perhaps he assumed his aversion to being face-fucked was a preference for everyone, since Tom had never shared how much he liked it? Tom raised his head and tapped Harry’s hip to get the teen to look his way.

Harry looked down, panting slightly.

“Fuck my mouth for a bit, Harrison. I don’t mind.” He said. “I like to make you lose control.”

Harry nodded eagerly.

Tom took his cock into his mouth again and hummed as Harry guided his head and pumped his hips, cock sliding into the back of Tom’s throat as he relaxed around his lover, enjoying the pleased cries he was earning.

He let Harry enjoy himself for a while, then pulled off.

Harry moaned in dejection, but let him pull away. Tom appreciated that Harry wasn’t the type to pull his head back when he felt resistance. Some men didn’t let him stop without a fight, and he had bitten one before for trying to get more sucking out of him when he was clearly done.

“Well, I hardly want this over before we begin. Trust me, it works better when we both enjoy it.” Tom assured him.

Harry snorted. “You forget, I’m sixteen. I’d be ready to go again pretty much right away.”

Tom shook his head. “Yes, well, not everyone can still do that, and you’re not going to get to come twice for every orgasm I manage just because you can.” He pointed out. “Although I feel ready again by this time, which for me is quite remarkable in itself. I assume it’s from our bonding. I need to have stamina enough to satisfy my insatiable mate.”

Harry chuckled. “Dad said that was a common thing; your age decreasing to more closely match mine.”

Tom hummed his agreement, before he moved lower and lapped at Harry’s balls, then tapped his pucker. “Have you ever heard of rimming?” He asked.

Harry frowned. “In passing, but I don’t know what it is. Why? Going to teach me?” He teased.

“As a matter of fact…” Tom murmured before casting a charm that would make sure Harry was clean and bent to lave his tongue over Harry’s entrance.

Harry cried out and grabbed two handfuls of sheets, holding fast to them and arching back to an impressive degree. “Fuck!” He cried out.

Tom smirked. “Soon, love. Soon.” He promised, then focused on making Harry come undone.

He lapped, sucked, and swirled his tongue around for a bit, before easing it into Harry, earning a strangled mewl and a wriggling of his hips.

“Oh, Merlin, don’t stop!” Harry let out another long moan, then threw his arm over his face. “If you don’t want me to come, you’d best stop right now!”

Tom pulled away from his current occupation and grabbed Harry’s balls, giving them a sharp tug.

Harry shouted, sitting bolt upright and glaring at Tom. “You arsehole!”

Tom gave him an unrepentant grin. “Yes.” He agreed. “Still not time to come yet, lover.”

Harry huffed and fell back onto the bed.

Tom chuckled and kissed his way up Harry’s body.

Harry eyed him. “You’re going to kiss me, aren’t you?” He asked suspiciously.

“The charm I cast before rimming you made sure you were clean. Come now, don’t be so skittish.” Tom coaxed.

Harry sighed, but accepted his kiss.

The slight taste of himself was, surprisingly, not off-putting. Slightly musky, and not something Harry was too terribly fond of, but he could put up with it, for his mate’s sake.

Tom nipped at his lip and slid a hand down, cupping Harry’s balls and tracing a finger over the still-wet pucker there. “You’ll like this, I promise. Just relax for me, yeah?” He whispered.

Harry took a deep breath and nodded.

Tom eased the finger in, and Harry couldn’t help tensing as the man slid down his body again.

“Calm. Relax. I won’t hurt you.” Tom murmured, running a hand over Harry’s inner thigh.

Harry relaxed by degrees.

Tom smiled. “Very good, love. Just stay calm.” He eased in the rest of the way and felt around until he found what he was looking for. Harry arched and gasped.

“There, see? I can make you feel good.” Tom said approvingly.

“Mm.” Harry agreed.

Tom massaged his prostate, getting him used to the feeling, then added a second finger, just as slowly as the first.

Harry stayed relaxed and waited for the feelings of nervousness to abate. They did, again, and he was able to enjoy the sensations.

Tom kissed his thigh, then added a nip, and Harry jumped a bit.

“Did you just bite me?”

Tom smirked. “That depends. Did you like it?” He asked.

“It was… New. Okay, I guess.” Harry said. “It didn’t really hurt.”

Tom chuckled. “It wasn’t supposed to.”

Harry pouted. “Aren’t I supposed to be the one biting you?”

“You did that earlier. It’s my turn now.” Tom added a third finger while he talked, and saw Harry bite his lip. “Keep calm. This is the last one. I will go as slow as you need. We bonded already; we don’t have to do this today if you don’t want to.”

Harry let out a slow breath. “I want to. Keep going.”

Tom inclined his head. “Alright.” He bent and licked the tip of Harry’s cock as he searched out his prostate.

Harry hummed happily and arched a bit.

Tom carefully stretched his Dracken, easing him open little by little as he kept him distracted with his mouth. When he deemed Harry loose enough, he pulled off and straddled him. “Is this going to be okay for you?”

Harry licked his lips. “I… Maybe?”

“Do you want to be on top? It makes the penetration deeper, but it might be easier for you mentally. If you need that.” Tom offered, then cast the contraceptive charm.

Harry shook his head. “No, I want it this way, just go slow. And can you hold my hands while you are doing this? So I can let you know if it’s getting hard? If I start squeezing, you need to check in.”

Tom linked their hands and placed them on either side of Harry’s head. “There. I will stop if you squeeze.”

Harry blew out a breath and nodded. “Alright. Ready.”

Tom eased in, Harry’s fingers flexing nervously, but it wasn’t quite a squeeze, so he kept going.

Harry kept his eyes locked on Tom’s, breathing deeply and not looking away. Once Tom brushed against his prostate, he moaned. “God, that’s good.” His eyes closed and he bit his lip. “Go, go!” He urged, trying to roll his hips.

“Good?” Tom asked in amusement.

Harry opened his eyes and nodded. “Really good.”

Tom smiled and began moving at a steady pace, not letting loose, but not going too slowly, either. He wanted Harry to get used to things, but it would be all too easy to overwhelm him with his full passion, and he needed to be able to stop if Harry got nervous again.

Harry was arching and moaning, though, so it looked like that wasn’t going to happen.

Harry pulled his hands out from under Tom’s and chuckled. “We’re not going to need that now. God, it’s all good!” He said, smiling widely.

Tom used his now-free hands to grip Harry’s hips, guiding them in how to move to get the best angle for Tom to hit his prostate.

“Ooh, even better!” Harry declared, taking over the movements. “I could get used to this!”

Tom chuckled. “That is the idea, my little Prince.”

Harry wrapped his legs around Tom’s hips and Tom sped up, reaching down to stroke Harry.

Harry moved with him, throwing his head back and making little noises of pleasure, looking lost in sensation.

Tom leaned down and closed his mouth over his Dracken’s Adam’s apple, sucking hard to leave a mark. He knew Severus wouldn’t like it, but Harry, he felt, would have no problem bearing a mark of obvious ownership.

Harry cried out loudly as he came, voice louder than a normal person’s would have been, but thankfully he didn’t roar this time. Announcing his pleasure like that every time would make being discrete rather difficult.

Harry relaxed into the bed, languid.

Tom slowed his thrusting. “Should I stop?”

Harry slapped his ass. “Finish, love. I’ve got another pain potion, and if you’re not satisfied, I won’t be able to enjoy my afterglow. Drackens need both parties to come for full satisfaction.” He said. “That’s how a submissive works. I get my pleasure from your pleasure.”

Tom hummed, then cocked his head. “Hard and fast?”

Harry licked his lips. “Don’t grunt.” He said.

Tom laughed. “Panting is okay?”

“Yeah, if you make sure any noises are more moans than anything else.” Harry said.

Tom nodded and began pistoning into his mate.

He watched Harry’s face as the teen watched him, then had to close his eyes as he came, crying out loudly.

“Don’t you dare collapse on top of me!” Harry said quickly, and Tom rolled to the side instead of doing exactly that.

“Sorry, I should have said that sooner. He liked to come and then flatten me with his fatness.” Harry muttered.

“Well, I’m not fat.” Tom defended himself.

Harry smiled and curled into his side. “No, you’re not, and I’m sure that soon I will be able to handle your weight on me right after. I just need to work up to it.”

Tom kissed him. “You are wonderful.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Harry asked, realising that it was Tuesday.

“I took today and tomorrow off. For bonding reasons. They understood when I explained your inheritance.”

Harry grinned. “You like having a Dracken mate to hold over everybody’s heads.”

Tom chuckled and nodded. “You’re going to make me quit my job now, aren’t you? Since you can.”

Harry shrugged and yawned. “No.” He said, propping himself up on one elbow. “It’s not really that important. And you’d resent me for it.” He placed a finger against Tom’s lips as he opened his mouth to deny it. “Not immediately, and not on purpose, but it would fester in your thoughts and you’d dwell on it. Plus, it is your in with the Ministry. You can do a lot of good there, and we need that. I’m going to let you keep the job.” Harry said agreeably, then his voice hardened. “With the addendum that if anyone harms you, you tell me immediately. I am protected by the Mating Rights act of 1749 if I kill someone for harming my mate. And Dragon fire is a horrible way to go. I can make it take hours.” He drawled, sounding very like Severus with the way he seemed to draw out the word, tasting it as it rolled off his tongue.

“Mm, so very bloodthirsty.” Tom said in approval.

Harry laughed. “Grab me the pain potion and we’ll go get a snack. I do believe I have burned off breakfast already.”

Tom got out of bed and retrieved the potion for his mate. “Here. Let’s go face your father. I am ready to die.”

“He’ll only kill you if I let him. He knows not to tangle with a Dracken, son or not. I am his equal now. A Dracken bows to no one.” Harry said. “He understands that.”
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