“Whatdoyoumean?”

Withoutresponding,Draorawleduptohimandstraddledhiships.

“What?”Potterspluttered.“Youwantto—”HebrokeoffwhenDraopurposefullyrubbedhisarseagainsthishardok.“Merlin,Drao!Youan’tridemewhenthisisyourfirsttimebottoming.”

“Whynot?”Draoasked,urlinghisfingersaroundPotter’swrist.

“Beause—Beause—”

DraosmirkedasheguidedPotter’shandtohisbaksideandleaneddowntobreatheagainsthislips.“Fingerme,andthenwe’llseewhatIanoran’tdo.”

Pottermadeasoundthatalmostsoundedlikeasob.

“eon,fingerme,”hewhisperedintohisear.HeheardPottermumblethespellhehadusedtoonjureupthelubeinDrao’shand,andimmediatelyshiveredinantiipation.“Oh!”

Potter’sfingersweretentativeastheyrubbedhim.HeheardPottermumblesomethingelsebeforehesuddenlyfeltarushofmagishootthroughhim.Ah,right,leansingandprotetion.HegaspedandlosedhiseyeswhenPotterappliedmorepressure,sendingapowerfultingleuphisspineasheirledDrao’srim.

“Howdoesitfeel?”Potterwhispered,hisvoieraspy.

“Itfeels…good,”Draobreathed,furrowinghisbrows.“Oh!”Heplungedforward,butaughthimselfonhiselbows,whenPotterfinallypushedafingerinsidehim.

“Howdoesitfeelnow?”Potterasked.

“Itfeels…”Draoshivered.“Itfeelsstrange.”

“Goodstrange?”

“Idon’tknow.”

PotterseemedtobewaitingforDraotoadjust,towhihheonlysnorted.

“What?”Pottersaid,soundingalittlenervous.

“Just…moveyourfingerorsomething,”Draosaid.

“Okay,but…tellmeifithurts.”

Itdidn’t,buthewasalmostsureitwouldatsomepoint.Hewilledhimselftorex,butheouldonlyorateontheunfamiliarsensationofPotter’sslikfinger.Hestartledwhenwarmlipsweresuddenlypressedagainsthisolrbone.Niediversion,Potter,hethoughtwithagrin.ThewayPotterwasgaspingandmoaningagainsthisskinsentheatthroughhim,andbeforeheknewit,hefoundhimselfmovingintherhythmofPotter’sfinger.

“Oh,itfeelsgood,”hebreathed.

“bsp;Itryaddinganother?Ithinkyou’reready.”

Draonodded,inhalingsharplywhenPottersoftlybitdownonhisshoulder.“Ah!”

“Tellmewhenitgetstoomuh,”Pottermurmured.

Draosrunheduphiseyes,tryingtoblokouttheunpleasantness.HealmosttoldPottertostopwhenhestartedmovinghisfingers,butgaspedinsteadwhenhiswholebodyjerkedandstartedtotingle.

“Oh!Oh!”

“Fuk,Drao,you’redoingsogood.”

DraopratiallylungedatPotter,devhimasthoughhewastheairDraoneededtobreathe.

“IthinkI’mready,”hepanted,movinghishipssuggestively.

“Areyousure?”Pottermoaned.“Youmaythink—Ah!”

“Idon’tare,”Draogrowled.HewaiteduntilPotterslowlyremovedhisfingersandmovedtoadjusthimself.

“Merlin,Drao,wait,”Potterughed.Hegentlypushedhimoutofthewaytooathisokwithmorelube.“Okay,wheneveryou’reready,”hegrinned.Draoleaneddowntokisshimagain,untiltheywerebothshortofbreath.AftermakingsurePotterwasn’tgrinninganymore,hestraightenedhimselfandliftedhiships.HeedhishandaroundPotter’sok,realisinghehadtobendinanawkwardwaytoadjusthimself.Hediditasgraefullyasheould,holdingPotter’sokinpeasheslowlytriedtolowerhimselfonit.

“OhMerlin,”Pottergroaned,lettinghisheadfallbak.

DraowinedashefeltthetipofPotter’sokstrethhimandhefeltasharpburnzingthroughhim.Itwasunomfortable,butthetinglingonhisskinandthelonging,oilinginhisbelly,werestronger.Heloweredhishipsasslowlyaspossible,finallylettinggoofPotter’sokwhenhehadfullyengulfedhim.Theburningsensationwasbak,abouttentimesmoreintenseasithadbeenbefore.

“Areyouokay?”Potterasked,hesitantlystrokingDrao’sthigh.

“Just…givemeamoment,”heroaked.HetriedtoorateonthestrangebutsatisfyingfeelingofPotterfillinghimup.Hewaiteduntilhefeltsafeenoughtomove,wigglinghishipsexperimentally.

“Oh,”heandPotterbotheximed.That…wasn’ttoobad.Notbadatall,atually.Hediditagain,onlythistime,Pottermovedhishipsaswell.

“Ohwow!”

ThelongerhehadPotterinsidehim,themoreomfortablehefelt.Hestillwasn’tsurewhatexatlyhewassupposedtodo,buthetriedliftinghishipsandlethimselfplopdownagain.

“Shit,”Potterspluttered,grabbingDrao’ships.“OhMerlin,dothatagain.”

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