"Leading the Way", Harry/Teddy, NC-17
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traintracksTitle: Leading the Way
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traintracks
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Teddy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,150
Warnings: cross-gen, Daddy!kink (Teddy is of age, they're married, and Harry's reluctant, but…well, Daddy!kink.)
Disclaimer: I don't own much of anything, least of all anything having to do with Harry Potter.
A/N: This is for adventdrabbles and prompt #29: wreath, plus elrhiarhodan's "Harry/Teddy -- cockring". Apparently, though, the longer this fest runs on, the dirtier and wronger I get. Mind the warnings.
"Does it *have* to look like a wreath?" Harry said, hands on hips.
"It's festive," Teddy informed him. Such an imp – lying there on his side, head rested on his hand, not a stitch of clothing on except for the wedding ring he never took off.
"I look ridiculous."
"Harry, you couldn't look ridiculous if you tried." Teddy looked both mischievous and honest, if that was possible.
Harry continued to frown. "It's not just that it's green –"
"What's wrong with green?" Teddy immediately changed his hair to match.
"The…" Harry sighed. "The leaves tickle my bollocks."
Teddy picked up his wand and swished it. "How's that?"
"Oh… Well, that's… That's rather nice."
Teddy sat up, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He was so hard his pink prick strained all the way up to his belly, kissing pre-come onto it. Harry supposed that meant he had to be telling the truth – that Harry didn't look too silly after all.
Teddy's gaze was glued to Harry's erection. "I love when it goes all dark like that," he said breathlessly. "And when that vein goes big around the –"
Harry didn't really need any more convincing and stopped the flow of Teddy's words the best way he knew how.
"Ohnnmmm…" Teddy hummed, his eyes flitting closed.
Harry had pulled Teddy down onto his knees on the floor, slipped his hand around the back of Teddy's green head, and now his cock pulsed and throbbed inside the heat of his mouth. It felt entirely too good; Teddy's mouth always did. He began to roll his hips, and Teddy just moaned and cupped his arse.
His husband had the most talented mouth in the bloody universe – talented enough to make Harry forget that he had a wreath-like cockring strangling his bits. Harry just watched those full lips around him, felt that tongue's wily tricks, and ran his hand through his hair.
"You know…" he said, losing his own breath now. "I'm going to last for hours with this thing on."
Teddy groaned and slurped off with a pop. "That was the point, Harry." He licked the aforementioned vein.
"You're going to be sore. All over," Harry promised him.
"Also the point," Teddy sighed. "Fuck my mouth, Harry." Then he slid his lips all the way down Harry's cock until he'd taken him inside his throat.
Harry groaned now, hands stroking Teddy's face, his neck, his now-crimson hair. "Whatever the boy wants," he found himself whispering, usually so reluctant to draw attention to their…unique circumstances – even though he knew Teddy loved it when he did.
Teddy whined, pulling back just enough to give Harry somewhere to go. Then he blinked those pretty eyes up, and Harry gave him what he'd asked for, thrusting his cock into his mouth, over his now-submissive tongue. Teddy looked like an angel, eyes once again closing, wet lashes fanned over his cheeks, hair going blue-dark in Harry's hands. He let go of Harry's arse, instead pinching and pulling his own nipples until they were red and he was whimpering.
"Merlin, Teddy…" Harry whispered. "I want you to come. Come for me." Then he swallowed and said what Teddy had been trying to get him to say for months, something he'd stalwartly refused. Until now, when it came tumbling out of his mouth as Teddy's hand descended between his own legs and started tugging. "Come for Daddy," Harry said. And he was shocked at how easy it was – how not horrible.
Teddy gasped, eyes snapping open wide and looking up at Harry with both desire and gratitude. And then three seconds later, they squeezed shut again as he came all over the floor.
Harry slowed his hips as Teddy came. Watching it, he felt incredible. Invincible maybe. Bursting with a kind of guilty joy. He'd said it. He'd said it and the world hadn't ended.
Teddy sucked off of him again, this time panting and blushing beautifully. "Oh my God, you said it." He nuzzled Harry's bobbing cock.
"Yes, and I feel like a wanker now don't I?"
"Don't," Teddy told him. He was getting pre-come in his eyebrows for Merlin's sake. "I've wanted you to for so long." He ran his hands up Harry's legs. "Did it make you feel good, too? At least a little bit?"
Harry sighed. "God, Teddy, I don't know." His cock belied his words and jerked up hard.
"D'you think…?"
"What, my love?" Harry breathed. God, if Teddy only knew what Harry would be willing to give him when he looked like that.
He was mouthing along Harry's shaft as he spoke. "Do you think we could douse the light…and you could get under the covers with me…and make love to me…and that I could say it to you?" Teddy kissed the tip of his cock, under the crown, closing his eyes blissfully. "You wouldn't have to say it again. Just let me say it to you, Harry. Please." He said the words against Harry's cock. "Let me say it to you…"
Harry bent down and took Teddy's mouth under his, slipping his tongue inside. He snapped the lights off and pushed Teddy back into the bed, under the covers. He pushed Teddy's legs up and they wrapped around him trustingly. "For you," he said to a face he could no longer see but whose excited breath he could still feel. "For you." He nudged Teddy's anus with his cock and murmured a Wet spell. "What do you want?"
Teddy canted his hips, whining a little. Then he put his lips at Harry's ear. "Your cock… Your cock… Oh, Daddy, please…"
As Harry held his breath and pushed inside, he was quite grateful to be wearing the cockring as he knew, without a doubt, that he would have come otherwise.
Teddy called him Daddy over and over again. Teddy cried it out when he came again, Harry thundering away inside his bouncy little arse. And Harry fucked him forever before he, too, finally came. Came to the sound of that word shivered against his ear.
When Teddy fell asleep, Harry tugged the blanket up around him to keep him warm. He did a cleaning spell and put the infernal wreath ring away. Then he wrapped himself around his lover, feeling spent physically and emotionally. He pulled Teddy's body back into the spoon of his own, and Teddy stirred, smiling in his sleep. He murmured once – "Harry…" – and then smacked his lips. It was maybe a relief to hear his name once more, to know that that's who he really was in Teddy's subconscious.
"I love you," Harry murmured into Teddy's neck.
Teddy woke just enough to answer. "Loveyoutoo…"
Harry finally let his body relax into the sheets, felt the fatigue of his muscles, his very consciousness slipping away to dreams. Teddy's tired fingers interlaced with his own, leading the way.
Author:
traintracksFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Teddy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,150
Warnings: cross-gen, Daddy!kink (Teddy is of age, they're married, and Harry's reluctant, but…well, Daddy!kink.)
Disclaimer: I don't own much of anything, least of all anything having to do with Harry Potter.
A/N: This is for adventdrabbles and prompt #29: wreath, plus elrhiarhodan's "Harry/Teddy -- cockring". Apparently, though, the longer this fest runs on, the dirtier and wronger I get. Mind the warnings.
"Does it *have* to look like a wreath?" Harry said, hands on hips.
"It's festive," Teddy informed him. Such an imp – lying there on his side, head rested on his hand, not a stitch of clothing on except for the wedding ring he never took off.
"I look ridiculous."
"Harry, you couldn't look ridiculous if you tried." Teddy looked both mischievous and honest, if that was possible.
Harry continued to frown. "It's not just that it's green –"
"What's wrong with green?" Teddy immediately changed his hair to match.
"The…" Harry sighed. "The leaves tickle my bollocks."
Teddy picked up his wand and swished it. "How's that?"
"Oh… Well, that's… That's rather nice."
Teddy sat up, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He was so hard his pink prick strained all the way up to his belly, kissing pre-come onto it. Harry supposed that meant he had to be telling the truth – that Harry didn't look too silly after all.
Teddy's gaze was glued to Harry's erection. "I love when it goes all dark like that," he said breathlessly. "And when that vein goes big around the –"
Harry didn't really need any more convincing and stopped the flow of Teddy's words the best way he knew how.
"Ohnnmmm…" Teddy hummed, his eyes flitting closed.
Harry had pulled Teddy down onto his knees on the floor, slipped his hand around the back of Teddy's green head, and now his cock pulsed and throbbed inside the heat of his mouth. It felt entirely too good; Teddy's mouth always did. He began to roll his hips, and Teddy just moaned and cupped his arse.
His husband had the most talented mouth in the bloody universe – talented enough to make Harry forget that he had a wreath-like cockring strangling his bits. Harry just watched those full lips around him, felt that tongue's wily tricks, and ran his hand through his hair.
"You know…" he said, losing his own breath now. "I'm going to last for hours with this thing on."
Teddy groaned and slurped off with a pop. "That was the point, Harry." He licked the aforementioned vein.
"You're going to be sore. All over," Harry promised him.
"Also the point," Teddy sighed. "Fuck my mouth, Harry." Then he slid his lips all the way down Harry's cock until he'd taken him inside his throat.
Harry groaned now, hands stroking Teddy's face, his neck, his now-crimson hair. "Whatever the boy wants," he found himself whispering, usually so reluctant to draw attention to their…unique circumstances – even though he knew Teddy loved it when he did.
Teddy whined, pulling back just enough to give Harry somewhere to go. Then he blinked those pretty eyes up, and Harry gave him what he'd asked for, thrusting his cock into his mouth, over his now-submissive tongue. Teddy looked like an angel, eyes once again closing, wet lashes fanned over his cheeks, hair going blue-dark in Harry's hands. He let go of Harry's arse, instead pinching and pulling his own nipples until they were red and he was whimpering.
"Merlin, Teddy…" Harry whispered. "I want you to come. Come for me." Then he swallowed and said what Teddy had been trying to get him to say for months, something he'd stalwartly refused. Until now, when it came tumbling out of his mouth as Teddy's hand descended between his own legs and started tugging. "Come for Daddy," Harry said. And he was shocked at how easy it was – how not horrible.
Teddy gasped, eyes snapping open wide and looking up at Harry with both desire and gratitude. And then three seconds later, they squeezed shut again as he came all over the floor.
Harry slowed his hips as Teddy came. Watching it, he felt incredible. Invincible maybe. Bursting with a kind of guilty joy. He'd said it. He'd said it and the world hadn't ended.
Teddy sucked off of him again, this time panting and blushing beautifully. "Oh my God, you said it." He nuzzled Harry's bobbing cock.
"Yes, and I feel like a wanker now don't I?"
"Don't," Teddy told him. He was getting pre-come in his eyebrows for Merlin's sake. "I've wanted you to for so long." He ran his hands up Harry's legs. "Did it make you feel good, too? At least a little bit?"
Harry sighed. "God, Teddy, I don't know." His cock belied his words and jerked up hard.
"D'you think…?"
"What, my love?" Harry breathed. God, if Teddy only knew what Harry would be willing to give him when he looked like that.
He was mouthing along Harry's shaft as he spoke. "Do you think we could douse the light…and you could get under the covers with me…and make love to me…and that I could say it to you?" Teddy kissed the tip of his cock, under the crown, closing his eyes blissfully. "You wouldn't have to say it again. Just let me say it to you, Harry. Please." He said the words against Harry's cock. "Let me say it to you…"
Harry bent down and took Teddy's mouth under his, slipping his tongue inside. He snapped the lights off and pushed Teddy back into the bed, under the covers. He pushed Teddy's legs up and they wrapped around him trustingly. "For you," he said to a face he could no longer see but whose excited breath he could still feel. "For you." He nudged Teddy's anus with his cock and murmured a Wet spell. "What do you want?"
Teddy canted his hips, whining a little. Then he put his lips at Harry's ear. "Your cock… Your cock… Oh, Daddy, please…"
As Harry held his breath and pushed inside, he was quite grateful to be wearing the cockring as he knew, without a doubt, that he would have come otherwise.
Teddy called him Daddy over and over again. Teddy cried it out when he came again, Harry thundering away inside his bouncy little arse. And Harry fucked him forever before he, too, finally came. Came to the sound of that word shivered against his ear.
When Teddy fell asleep, Harry tugged the blanket up around him to keep him warm. He did a cleaning spell and put the infernal wreath ring away. Then he wrapped himself around his lover, feeling spent physically and emotionally. He pulled Teddy's body back into the spoon of his own, and Teddy stirred, smiling in his sleep. He murmured once – "Harry…" – and then smacked his lips. It was maybe a relief to hear his name once more, to know that that's who he really was in Teddy's subconscious.
"I love you," Harry murmured into Teddy's neck.
Teddy woke just enough to answer. "Loveyoutoo…"
Harry finally let his body relax into the sheets, felt the fatigue of his muscles, his very consciousness slipping away to dreams. Teddy's tired fingers interlaced with his own, leading the way.
