Fic: Perverting the Candy Cane
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nicevennTitle: Perverting the Candy Cane
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dripping_cherry
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1420
Warnings: Slash, anal, oral, rimming, light bondage, food!smut.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and associated publishers.
Beta:leo_draconis
Summary: Harry and Draco have some fun with a candy cane. PWP. Written for this month’s ‘candy cane’ prompt at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hd_pots_n_porn.
Draco groaned sleepily as he pressed his morning wood into the mattress. The wet sucking sound coming from beside him served only to aggravate his condition. Whatever it was, it made him want to slide his cock inside Harry’s mouth. Deciding that wasn’t a bad idea, Draco opened his eyes to see what his boyfriend was doing.
Harry was leaning back against the pillows, engrossed in a magazine and sucking distractedly on the end of an oversized candy cane. It should have been an innocent sight, but fuck, Draco wanted those lips and that tongue to do naughty things to him. And he could think of far better uses for the candy cane.
Eager to set things in motion, Draco sat up and slid closer to Harry, resting his chin on his shoulder. “Mind sharing?”
Harry didn’t look at his boyfriend as he held out the candy cane, but Draco wasn’t one to be discouraged easily. He sucked enthusiastically on its end, setting up a suggestive rhythm as he moved his mouth up and down. When he moaned, Harry snapped instantly to attention.
Green eyes darted from Draco’s face to the covers and back. “You’re tenting the sheets.”
“Mmmhmm.” Draco stopped sucking. “Wanna do something about it?”
“Not really,” Harry said, stealing the sweet back for himself.
But Draco wasn’t going to give up so easily. Sighing emphatically, he flung back the covers and curled his fingers around his swollen prick.
“I didn’t realize you slept naked last night,” Harry said.
Draco hissed as he smeared a drop of pre-cum over the tip of his cock. “You haven’t been paying much attention to me at all lately.”
“Do you feel neglected?”
“Very much so.”
Harry watched him stroke his cock for a moment. “Then maybe I should remedy that.”
The taste of peppermint filled Draco’s mouth again as Harry slipped his tongue between his lips. Harry’s hand replaced his own on his prick, and he moaned as it pulled and squeezed and twisted.
Draco tilted his head back, giving Harry more room as he kissed his neck and left sensitive, wet marks with his tongue. The stroking was agonizingly slow, making Draco whimper and thrust into Harry’s hand.
“My, aren’t we eager this morning?” Harry asked, and he traced the edge of Draco’s ear with his tongue.
“Please.“
Harry nipped Draco’s earlobe. “You want me to suck you off?”
“Yes!”
Chuckling at his boyfriend’s enthusiasm, Harry moved in between Draco's legs, candy cane still in hand, and lowered his head to lap at the tip of Draco’s cock. Draco grabbed Harry's head roughly to pull him down further, but was immediately reprimanded.
“Stop!” Harry said. “Or I’ll tie you up.”
Draco withdrew his hand and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. Being tied up and at Harry’s mercy was blissful torture, and he wasn’t sure he was up for it.
Harry’s eyes locked with Draco’s as he took a few licks of his candy cane, swirling his tongue around it before sucking it inside his mouth.
“Do that to me,” Draco said hoarsely.
Harry indulged him and repeated the action on his cock, taking his time, of course. Unable to surrender even after biting his lip until he tasted blood, Draco thrust upward impatiently, and Harry drew back.
“That’s it,” Harry said, setting down the candy cane and reaching for his wand. “Accio silk ties.”
A dresser drawer opened and two silk ties, one Gryffindor red and the other Slytherin green, floated toward the bed.
“Mmm, these match our little toy here,” Harry said appreciatively as he grabbed them.
Draco knew it was pointless to resist, and he didn’t really want to, either, so he allowed Harry to tie his wrists to the bed.
“There,” Harry said, grinning at his handiwork. He picked up the candy cane and resumed licking and sucking it while Draco tested his smooth but strong bonds. Harry laughed, but returned his attention to Draco’s cock and licked it from base to tip.
“That’s right, Potter, suck it,” Draco said, trying to show some defiance. And Harry sucked it, but he had never been one to follow orders, so he made sure to stop occasionally and enjoy his candy cane while Draco nearly screamed in frustration. If Draco hadn’t been sure that his boyfriend would eventually put that thing to good use, he would have wished it were smaller so that it would finally run out.
Draco’s breath shuddered as Harry took his entire length in his mouth and kept it there for a moment before withdrawing. He was so close, and this didn’t go unnoticed by Harry, who automatically pulled back, tsktsking and muttering something about Draco being uncooperative.
“You’re killing me,” Draco said as Harry resumed the torture.
Harry didn’t respond; he was stroking Draco’s cock while mercilessly teasing its slit with his tongue. Draco let his head fall back and resolved to enjoy the tight feeling in his groin, knowing that Harry wouldn’t let him come yet, but that his climax would be more intense when he finally did.
The warmth left his cock, and Draco looked at Harry, who was sucking his candy cane again, this time coating it thoroughly with saliva. He knew what was coming and moaned in anticipation as he lifted his hips, allowing Harry to place a pillow under him.
Draco’s legs were already spread, and he was waiting with bated breath as Harry cast a cleansing spell that made his insides tingle and then pressed the straight end of the candy cane against his entrance. It pushed past the tight ring of muscle and the rest slid in easily. Draco thrust back onto the candy cane, begging Harry to move it.
“Merlin, you’re a pervert,” Harry said. “You’ll turn anything, even the most innocent holiday item, into a sex toy for your pleasure.”
Draco thought of retorting, but abandoned that idea when Harry wrapped his lips around his cock and established a satisfying rhythm, pushing the candy cane in as his mouth traveled downward, and out as he pulled back. He continued like this for a few minutes, until Draco began to quiver, then pulled out the peppermint toy and nudged Draco’s opening with his tongue.
Draco struggled against his bonds as Harry took his time circling his entrance and lapping at it before finally pushing inside. His cock was aching horribly.
“Don’t you want to fuck me?” Draco asked, silently cursing Harry’s patience.
“Mmmhmm.” Harry was still thrusting his tongue in and out.
“So do it already.”
Harry’s face was flushed as he pulled back and Accio’d the lube. While it drifted over from the nightstand, he hastily pulled off his boxers.
“Fuck,” Draco said when he saw Harry’s cock bobbing in between his thighs. He nearly forgot to breathe while watching Harry stroke the slick liquid onto it.
The smirk that formed on Harry’s lips as he looked at him infuriated Draco, and he vowed to himself that next time, their roles would be reversed. But for now, he put his legs over Harry’s shoulders as his boyfriend buried himself inside him.
Harry fucked him slowly, licking up his jaw line to his ear and whispering things both dirty and sweet. Draco returned each thrust, moaning delightedly as the pace increased. He kissed Harry on the mouth, reaching forward as he pulled away teasingly, nipping his lip and soothing it with his tongue.
Draco’s cock was trapped between their bodies, leaking and stimulated by the friction of their moving bodies. Harry’s breathing grew ragged as he buried his head in the crook of Draco’s neck, riding him harder and faster.
Every nerve in Draco’s body vibrated; the tension in his groin exploded as his climax ripped through him in overwhelming waves. Warmth and wetness spread between them as he spurted his release. Harry gave a strangled cry, thrusting into Draco’s convulsing passage a few more times until he came.
After a brief and gentle kiss, Harry untied Draco’s bonds and collapsed on top of him, as he was wont to do after a round of brilliant sex. Draco didn’t mind his boyfriend’s heaviness as much as the growling in his stomach.
“Harry, I’m hungry.”
Yawning, Harry got off of Draco and cast Tergeo to clean up their mess. “You think I’ll be able to find something in the kitchen that you won’t pervert into a sex toy?”
Draco grinned. “I don’t know. Bring something back, and we’ll see.”
The End
Author:
dripping_cherryPairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1420
Warnings: Slash, anal, oral, rimming, light bondage, food!smut.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and associated publishers.
Beta:
leo_draconisSummary: Harry and Draco have some fun with a candy cane. PWP. Written for this month’s ‘candy cane’ prompt at
hd_pots_n_porn.Draco groaned sleepily as he pressed his morning wood into the mattress. The wet sucking sound coming from beside him served only to aggravate his condition. Whatever it was, it made him want to slide his cock inside Harry’s mouth. Deciding that wasn’t a bad idea, Draco opened his eyes to see what his boyfriend was doing.
Harry was leaning back against the pillows, engrossed in a magazine and sucking distractedly on the end of an oversized candy cane. It should have been an innocent sight, but fuck, Draco wanted those lips and that tongue to do naughty things to him. And he could think of far better uses for the candy cane.
Eager to set things in motion, Draco sat up and slid closer to Harry, resting his chin on his shoulder. “Mind sharing?”
Harry didn’t look at his boyfriend as he held out the candy cane, but Draco wasn’t one to be discouraged easily. He sucked enthusiastically on its end, setting up a suggestive rhythm as he moved his mouth up and down. When he moaned, Harry snapped instantly to attention.
Green eyes darted from Draco’s face to the covers and back. “You’re tenting the sheets.”
“Mmmhmm.” Draco stopped sucking. “Wanna do something about it?”
“Not really,” Harry said, stealing the sweet back for himself.
But Draco wasn’t going to give up so easily. Sighing emphatically, he flung back the covers and curled his fingers around his swollen prick.
“I didn’t realize you slept naked last night,” Harry said.
Draco hissed as he smeared a drop of pre-cum over the tip of his cock. “You haven’t been paying much attention to me at all lately.”
“Do you feel neglected?”
“Very much so.”
Harry watched him stroke his cock for a moment. “Then maybe I should remedy that.”
The taste of peppermint filled Draco’s mouth again as Harry slipped his tongue between his lips. Harry’s hand replaced his own on his prick, and he moaned as it pulled and squeezed and twisted.
Draco tilted his head back, giving Harry more room as he kissed his neck and left sensitive, wet marks with his tongue. The stroking was agonizingly slow, making Draco whimper and thrust into Harry’s hand.
“My, aren’t we eager this morning?” Harry asked, and he traced the edge of Draco’s ear with his tongue.
“Please.“
Harry nipped Draco’s earlobe. “You want me to suck you off?”
“Yes!”
Chuckling at his boyfriend’s enthusiasm, Harry moved in between Draco's legs, candy cane still in hand, and lowered his head to lap at the tip of Draco’s cock. Draco grabbed Harry's head roughly to pull him down further, but was immediately reprimanded.
“Stop!” Harry said. “Or I’ll tie you up.”
Draco withdrew his hand and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. Being tied up and at Harry’s mercy was blissful torture, and he wasn’t sure he was up for it.
Harry’s eyes locked with Draco’s as he took a few licks of his candy cane, swirling his tongue around it before sucking it inside his mouth.
“Do that to me,” Draco said hoarsely.
Harry indulged him and repeated the action on his cock, taking his time, of course. Unable to surrender even after biting his lip until he tasted blood, Draco thrust upward impatiently, and Harry drew back.
“That’s it,” Harry said, setting down the candy cane and reaching for his wand. “Accio silk ties.”
A dresser drawer opened and two silk ties, one Gryffindor red and the other Slytherin green, floated toward the bed.
“Mmm, these match our little toy here,” Harry said appreciatively as he grabbed them.
Draco knew it was pointless to resist, and he didn’t really want to, either, so he allowed Harry to tie his wrists to the bed.
“There,” Harry said, grinning at his handiwork. He picked up the candy cane and resumed licking and sucking it while Draco tested his smooth but strong bonds. Harry laughed, but returned his attention to Draco’s cock and licked it from base to tip.
“That’s right, Potter, suck it,” Draco said, trying to show some defiance. And Harry sucked it, but he had never been one to follow orders, so he made sure to stop occasionally and enjoy his candy cane while Draco nearly screamed in frustration. If Draco hadn’t been sure that his boyfriend would eventually put that thing to good use, he would have wished it were smaller so that it would finally run out.
Draco’s breath shuddered as Harry took his entire length in his mouth and kept it there for a moment before withdrawing. He was so close, and this didn’t go unnoticed by Harry, who automatically pulled back, tsktsking and muttering something about Draco being uncooperative.
“You’re killing me,” Draco said as Harry resumed the torture.
Harry didn’t respond; he was stroking Draco’s cock while mercilessly teasing its slit with his tongue. Draco let his head fall back and resolved to enjoy the tight feeling in his groin, knowing that Harry wouldn’t let him come yet, but that his climax would be more intense when he finally did.
The warmth left his cock, and Draco looked at Harry, who was sucking his candy cane again, this time coating it thoroughly with saliva. He knew what was coming and moaned in anticipation as he lifted his hips, allowing Harry to place a pillow under him.
Draco’s legs were already spread, and he was waiting with bated breath as Harry cast a cleansing spell that made his insides tingle and then pressed the straight end of the candy cane against his entrance. It pushed past the tight ring of muscle and the rest slid in easily. Draco thrust back onto the candy cane, begging Harry to move it.
“Merlin, you’re a pervert,” Harry said. “You’ll turn anything, even the most innocent holiday item, into a sex toy for your pleasure.”
Draco thought of retorting, but abandoned that idea when Harry wrapped his lips around his cock and established a satisfying rhythm, pushing the candy cane in as his mouth traveled downward, and out as he pulled back. He continued like this for a few minutes, until Draco began to quiver, then pulled out the peppermint toy and nudged Draco’s opening with his tongue.
Draco struggled against his bonds as Harry took his time circling his entrance and lapping at it before finally pushing inside. His cock was aching horribly.
“Don’t you want to fuck me?” Draco asked, silently cursing Harry’s patience.
“Mmmhmm.” Harry was still thrusting his tongue in and out.
“So do it already.”
Harry’s face was flushed as he pulled back and Accio’d the lube. While it drifted over from the nightstand, he hastily pulled off his boxers.
“Fuck,” Draco said when he saw Harry’s cock bobbing in between his thighs. He nearly forgot to breathe while watching Harry stroke the slick liquid onto it.
The smirk that formed on Harry’s lips as he looked at him infuriated Draco, and he vowed to himself that next time, their roles would be reversed. But for now, he put his legs over Harry’s shoulders as his boyfriend buried himself inside him.
Harry fucked him slowly, licking up his jaw line to his ear and whispering things both dirty and sweet. Draco returned each thrust, moaning delightedly as the pace increased. He kissed Harry on the mouth, reaching forward as he pulled away teasingly, nipping his lip and soothing it with his tongue.
Draco’s cock was trapped between their bodies, leaking and stimulated by the friction of their moving bodies. Harry’s breathing grew ragged as he buried his head in the crook of Draco’s neck, riding him harder and faster.
Every nerve in Draco’s body vibrated; the tension in his groin exploded as his climax ripped through him in overwhelming waves. Warmth and wetness spread between them as he spurted his release. Harry gave a strangled cry, thrusting into Draco’s convulsing passage a few more times until he came.
After a brief and gentle kiss, Harry untied Draco’s bonds and collapsed on top of him, as he was wont to do after a round of brilliant sex. Draco didn’t mind his boyfriend’s heaviness as much as the growling in his stomach.
“Harry, I’m hungry.”
Yawning, Harry got off of Draco and cast Tergeo to clean up their mess. “You think I’ll be able to find something in the kitchen that you won’t pervert into a sex toy?”
Draco grinned. “I don’t know. Bring something back, and we’ll see.”
The End
