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Potter hummed and started to draw circles around his nipple with his tongue. No matter how often Draco had touched himself, it had never felt anything like this. When Potter moved to the other side, to continue his blissful torture, Draco couldn’t help but gasp.

“You’re so receptive. I like that,” Potter breathed. His hands ran down the length of Draco’s arms as he closed his mouth around his nipple and started to suck.

Draco’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. He started squirming and panting when Potter moved down to his ribcage, his stomach, his hip…When he brushed his lips along the line of his waistband, Draco thought he was going to pass out.

“We don’t have to do anything today,” Potter murmured. “We can take it slow.”

“Bloody tease,” Draco grumbled teasingly as he propped himself up on his elbows. He held Potter’s questioning gaze, hoping he could see the burning desire Draco felt in his chest.

“Are you sure?” Potter breathed, his fingers digging into Draco’s sides.

“I just told you…how I feel and how long I’ve been…feeling it.” So much for being good with words.

Potter’s expression didn’t change. When he laid his head on Draco’s stomach, Draco thought he didn’t believe him, didn’t want to continue. But then, he felt a warm hand on his thigh, which slowly crept upwards.

“Ah!” Draco almost leapt off the bed when Potter cradled his balls through his pants and started massaging them. As if that wasn’t enough, he slowly closed his mouth around Draco’s cock. Fuck! Potter knew what he was doing! Somehow, it was such a turn on to feel the heat of his mouth without really feeling it; he could only imagine what it would be like if Potter pulled down his pants and really went for it.

He felt the push of Potter’s tongue against his tip which made his hips jerk uncontrollably. He turned his head, pressing his cheek into the mattress, only to be bombarded with Potter’s delicious scent that clung to his sheets.

“Oh, Merlin,” he groaned; as if in response, Potter gave his balls a light squeeze, which had him trembling from head to toe. It only intensified when he felt Potter shift. He lifted his head and was met with the sight of Potter, lying on his front between Draco’s legs. His pulse immediately went into a frenzy.

He watched as Potter curled a finger around his waistband and slowly pulled it down. Instinctively, Draco wanted to push up his hips, to help Potter get them off, but instead, his head fell back onto the mattress when Potter started kissing and sucking at his groin.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Draco whispered under his breath. It only seemed to encourage Potter to suck harder. Just when Draco thought he wouldn’t be able to take any more of it, Potter’s tongue vanished. Next thing he knew, he felt a cold tickle on the spot where Potter had probably left a mark. “Oh shit,” he groaned as Potter alternated between blowing and kissing his skin. He was filled with so much want, he thought he was going to lose consciousness from it.

“Your skin is so soft,” Potter murmured, and Draco felt his breath on his cock. Oh Merlin, please, just—

“Nnngh!” Draco was sure something in him was exploding when he felt Potter’s hot tongue lick its way up his cock. Desperately, he grasped at the sheets as Potter swirled his tongue around his tip. He barely noticed Potter murmuring something before he realised his pants were gone; Potter had vanished them. Mere seconds later, his hand was wrapped around the base of Draco’s cock as he slowly sucked the head into his mouth. “AH!”

Potter took him in deep, until his whole cock was surrounded by heat.

“Potter! Potter,” Draco panted desperately as Potter started bobbing his head. Instinctively, Draco reached down and buried his hands into the disheveled mess of Potter’s hair. Potter hummed in approval. His movements were getting quicker, the press of his tongue firmer. Draco had no idea what the protocol was for informing your partner you were close. Very close. “Potter, wait,” he blurted, propping himself up.

Potter slowly released his cock with a pop and gave him a lazy grin. “Already?”

Draco was too far gone to give him a snappy retort. He was too busy catching his breath.

“Hey, um…” Potter began, brushing his fingers through the golden hairs around the base of Draco’s cock. “I know you wanted me to top, err, you know, last time, but…”