FIC: Kiss it Better (Harry/Draco)
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hpkinkfestTitle: Kiss it Better
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My own prompt: daddy!kink/bathtime
Kink Showcased: Daddy!kink
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Summary: It's bath time. Draco loves bubbles and Harry loves Draco.
Warnings: daddy!kink, age play/roleplay, crossdressing, gender roleplay
Word Count: 1775
Author's Notes: I own nothing. JK Rowling owns everything. No money is being made by me. Thanks to B and C for the read-throughs!
Harry lifted the edge of Draco's frilly dress up just enough to peek under, catching a glimpse of his perfectly rounded arse. Draco wriggled in excitement and Harry spun him around and pulled the dress up higher over his slim hips and stomach.
"Raise your arms, baby," Harry commanded.
Draco obeyed and Harry raised it higher still, revealing his smooth flat chest and dusky pink nipples. Harry pulled the dress up over his head leaving Draco naked and ready to step into the bath filled with bubbles.
Draco bounced on the balls of his feet as he looked over at the tub of water, keen to climb into the mass of bubbles.
"Eager, are you?" Harry asked with a laugh.
"Yes, Daddy. Thank you for letting me take a bubble bath." Draco grinned brightly. "It's going to be so much fun."
Draco spun around and Harry got a perfect view of his bare little bottom. He teetered precariously on one slender leg as he picked the other one up, stepping over the edge of the bath. From where Harry kneeled, he had the perfect vantage point to see Draco's hairless balls dangling between his legs when he lifted his leg and spread his thighs to climb in.
Draco sank down into the bubbles with a big grin.
He looked up at Harry with big, hopeful eyes. "Do you want to get in with me, Daddy?"
Harry shook his head. "Not tonight, baby."
Draco splashed and played as Harry watched him with an indulgent smile. He loved to watch his baby play.
Draco batted at the bubbles, and Harry took a deep breath when he was rewarded with the sight of Draco's small penis peeking through the bubbles, floating in the water between his legs.
Harry squirmed in his seat and finally said, "Draco, I think it's time to wash now."
Draco sighed sadly and batted at the bubbles one last time before he said, "Yes, Daddy."
He dutifully grabbed the cloth and started to wash his stomach. He washed his arms and shoulders and attempted to reach for his back before turning to Harry. "Daddy," Draco's lip puckered out with a small pout. "I can't reach."
"Do you need help, baby?"
Draco help out the cloth to Harry. "Will you wash me, please?"
Draco looked so small and innocent kneeling there in the tub, holding his cloth, surrounded by bubbles and Harry couldn't deny him. He knew that look and knew that Draco was feeling insecure. It was the perfect way for him to show his love for his baby. To show him how much he was cared for.
He took the cloth from Draco's hand and instructed him to stand up and turn around. Draco scrambled up out of the water and bubbles and Harry found himself presented with Draco's round little bottom right at his eye level.
Reluctantly, Harry trailed his eyes up from Draco's pert little arse and ran the cloth over his slender pale back instead. He worked his way down his body, just grazing over the cute little bum and down his slim white legs.
Trailing it back up towards his bum again, the cloth approached Draco's crack and Harry asked, "Do you want me to wash you here too, Draco?"
Draco nodded and Harry dropped the cloth into the water, using his hand instead to slide between Draco's cheeks.
His fingers delved into the valley between Draco's legs. "Spread your legs for Daddy. I can't reach very well."
Draco easily slid his legs apart without question and Harry lathered everything he could reach, including the back of Draco's silky balls hanging loosely between his legs.
"Don't let anyone else touch you like this, Draco." Harry's voice turned dangerously possessive. "You know that only Daddy can touch you here in your private place? No one else."
"I know Daddy. No one else. Only you can touch me there." Draco nodded emphatically.
"You're so precious to me, baby. Never let anyone else touch you."
Harry pressed a finger insistently to Draco's puckered hole and easily slid in with the help of the soap. Draco squirmed.
"Be still, love, let me get you good and clean here." With another firm push, his finger slipped deeper into Draco's tight and clenching hole and Draco whimpered.
"It hurts, Daddy! The soap burns," Draco cried out.
"I'm sorry, baby, but you know how important it is that you be clean in that important place." Harry slid his finger out again. "Go ahead and sit back down to rinse."
When Draco was settled back in the water, Harry picked up the cloth again and resumed washing him. He teased over Draco's nipples until they became pointed peaks. He worked his way down Draco's stomach and deeper under the water until his soapy hand slid dangerously close to Draco's penis, but Harry's attention was redirected when Draco squirmed again.
"Are you okay, baby? Feeling better?"
Draco shook his head. "No. Still hurts," he pouted.
"Let's see then." Harry motioned for Draco to move, and he hurried up onto his hands and knees hovering over the water with his arse pointed in Harry's direction again.
Harry pulled his cheeks apart to reveal his tight pink hole. He reached out to stroke it gently with the pad of his thumb. "Does this hurt."
Draco shivered under Harry's touch. "No, feels good. But the soap still burns."
"Want Daddy to kiss it better?"
Draco nodded excitedly and Harry leaned in to press his lips to the furled skin. Draco smelled and tasted clean, with a slight flavour of soap.
"Better?" Harry whispered against his cheek.
Yes, Daddy, that feels better. Do it again." Draco's hips undulated and Harry had to tighten his grip on his cheeks to keep them spread and the pink hole revealed.
He leaned in again and pressed his mouth to the same spot. His lips slightly parted and his tongue darted out to lick at the irritated skin.
"Feels better, Daddy. Don't stop. Feels so good."
Harry's tongue slid between his cheeks and flattened over the hole. He licked a thick stripe up Draco's crack to the small of his back, then returned to the saliva slick hole and pointed his tongue, stabbing at the entrance. His tongue easily slid in and Harry thrust forward against Draco, in and out of his loosening hole.
"I love you, Daddy. You make me feel so good." Draco said with a whimper.
Draco writhed against his face and Harry's cock swelled. It was painfully hard and pressing insistently against his zip. He couldn't ignore it any longer and he pulled away from Draco, patting his bum softly, in a signal to sit back down in the water.
Draco splashed down into the water again, his pale skin flushed, a red tint covering his cheeks, neck and chest.
"Come on, baby, time to get out of the bath." Harry held a hand out to help him and Draco came willingly into Harry's embrace to be wrapped up in a big fluffy towel.
Harry moved the towel over Draco's shoulders, sliding down his arms and legs, drying him thoroughly. With tenderness and caring, Harry patted him dry.
When he slid the towel up under Draco's arms, his boy giggled and squirmed. "That tickles!"
Finally dry, Harry wrapped the towel around Draco again and picked him up effortlessly. Draco wrapped his smooth legs around Harry's waist, clinging to him as he carried him into his room.
He tossed him onto the bed, knocking the towel loose. Draco laughed and hopped up on his knees bouncing on the bed as Harry retrieved something for him to sleep in. His penis bounced around between his legs as Draco jumped.
Harry sat on the edge of the bed with Draco's clothes and tugged his baby to him. "Here, let's get you dressed."
"Are you ticklish Daddy?" Before Harry had a chance to dress him or even reply, Draco attacked him with wiggly fingers trying to find his ticklish spot.
Harry rolled his eyes. They had been through this before and it always ended the same.
"I told you, I'm not ticklish, Draco... but you are." Harry returned the attack, fingers dancing along Draco's sides. Draco laughed and wiggled and twisted, trying to get away from Harry's roaming fingers and Harry couldn't help but laugh with him.
Stopping his assault, Harry found himself perched over Draco, pinning him down. Draco lay on his stomach and Harry's still insistently hard cock, brushed against Draco's bare arse with only the thin material of his trousers separating them. Draco wriggled under him again and Harry climbed off.
Draco moved onto his hands and knees on the bed, his bare arse wagging and he whispered, "Touch me there again, Daddy? Please."
Harry took a deep intake of breath and reached out to run a hand over Draco's soft skin. He pulled his cheeks apart again and saw the little pink hole still slightly stretched from his fingers and tongue earlier.
He quickly flipped Draco over onto his back, spread his thin legs and nestled himself between them. His cock grew harder still and Harry reached to unbutton his trousers. Yanking the zipper down, he freed his cock and wrapped his fingers in a firm grip around himself.
Harry grabbed Draco's legs and propped them up on his shoulders as he leaned forward and pressed his cock to Draco's entrance.
"Please, Daddy! Yes! Just like that. I love the way you touch me."
Harry couldn't stand it any longer. He had to feel Draco's hot, tight body wrapped around his cock. He pressed forward, piercing the ring of muscle with one strong thrust.
Draco clenched around him and Harry rubbed his hip gently, reminding him to relax.
Harry pulled back and thrust forward again several times, eyes closed tight as he sank into Draco's silken channel again and again. When he knew he couldn't hold back any longer, he reached for Draco's erection and slid his hand along his length a couple of times and mumbled, "Come for Daddy."
Draco replied, "Fuck, Harry! Yes!" and he came all over his stomach and chest, painting himself with white creamy come.
Harry buried himself deep in Draco's arse at the sound of his name on Draco's lips and came with a cry of his own. Once recovered from his shattering orgasm, Harry leaned down to kiss Draco and collapsed next to him.
Harry chanced a glance over at his love.
Draco looked down at his come covered skin with a scowl. "I'm all dirty again, Daddy," Draco pouted.
Author:
kitty_fic My own prompt: daddy!kink/bathtime
Kink Showcased: Daddy!kink
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Summary: It's bath time. Draco loves bubbles and Harry loves Draco.
Warnings: daddy!kink, age play/roleplay, crossdressing, gender roleplay
Word Count: 1775
Author's Notes: I own nothing. JK Rowling owns everything. No money is being made by me. Thanks to B and C for the read-throughs!
Harry lifted the edge of Draco's frilly dress up just enough to peek under, catching a glimpse of his perfectly rounded arse. Draco wriggled in excitement and Harry spun him around and pulled the dress up higher over his slim hips and stomach.
"Raise your arms, baby," Harry commanded.
Draco obeyed and Harry raised it higher still, revealing his smooth flat chest and dusky pink nipples. Harry pulled the dress up over his head leaving Draco naked and ready to step into the bath filled with bubbles.
Draco bounced on the balls of his feet as he looked over at the tub of water, keen to climb into the mass of bubbles.
"Eager, are you?" Harry asked with a laugh.
"Yes, Daddy. Thank you for letting me take a bubble bath." Draco grinned brightly. "It's going to be so much fun."
Draco spun around and Harry got a perfect view of his bare little bottom. He teetered precariously on one slender leg as he picked the other one up, stepping over the edge of the bath. From where Harry kneeled, he had the perfect vantage point to see Draco's hairless balls dangling between his legs when he lifted his leg and spread his thighs to climb in.
Draco sank down into the bubbles with a big grin.
He looked up at Harry with big, hopeful eyes. "Do you want to get in with me, Daddy?"
Harry shook his head. "Not tonight, baby."
Draco splashed and played as Harry watched him with an indulgent smile. He loved to watch his baby play.
Draco batted at the bubbles, and Harry took a deep breath when he was rewarded with the sight of Draco's small penis peeking through the bubbles, floating in the water between his legs.
Harry squirmed in his seat and finally said, "Draco, I think it's time to wash now."
Draco sighed sadly and batted at the bubbles one last time before he said, "Yes, Daddy."
He dutifully grabbed the cloth and started to wash his stomach. He washed his arms and shoulders and attempted to reach for his back before turning to Harry. "Daddy," Draco's lip puckered out with a small pout. "I can't reach."
"Do you need help, baby?"
Draco help out the cloth to Harry. "Will you wash me, please?"
Draco looked so small and innocent kneeling there in the tub, holding his cloth, surrounded by bubbles and Harry couldn't deny him. He knew that look and knew that Draco was feeling insecure. It was the perfect way for him to show his love for his baby. To show him how much he was cared for.
He took the cloth from Draco's hand and instructed him to stand up and turn around. Draco scrambled up out of the water and bubbles and Harry found himself presented with Draco's round little bottom right at his eye level.
Reluctantly, Harry trailed his eyes up from Draco's pert little arse and ran the cloth over his slender pale back instead. He worked his way down his body, just grazing over the cute little bum and down his slim white legs.
Trailing it back up towards his bum again, the cloth approached Draco's crack and Harry asked, "Do you want me to wash you here too, Draco?"
Draco nodded and Harry dropped the cloth into the water, using his hand instead to slide between Draco's cheeks.
His fingers delved into the valley between Draco's legs. "Spread your legs for Daddy. I can't reach very well."
Draco easily slid his legs apart without question and Harry lathered everything he could reach, including the back of Draco's silky balls hanging loosely between his legs.
"Don't let anyone else touch you like this, Draco." Harry's voice turned dangerously possessive. "You know that only Daddy can touch you here in your private place? No one else."
"I know Daddy. No one else. Only you can touch me there." Draco nodded emphatically.
"You're so precious to me, baby. Never let anyone else touch you."
Harry pressed a finger insistently to Draco's puckered hole and easily slid in with the help of the soap. Draco squirmed.
"Be still, love, let me get you good and clean here." With another firm push, his finger slipped deeper into Draco's tight and clenching hole and Draco whimpered.
"It hurts, Daddy! The soap burns," Draco cried out.
"I'm sorry, baby, but you know how important it is that you be clean in that important place." Harry slid his finger out again. "Go ahead and sit back down to rinse."
When Draco was settled back in the water, Harry picked up the cloth again and resumed washing him. He teased over Draco's nipples until they became pointed peaks. He worked his way down Draco's stomach and deeper under the water until his soapy hand slid dangerously close to Draco's penis, but Harry's attention was redirected when Draco squirmed again.
"Are you okay, baby? Feeling better?"
Draco shook his head. "No. Still hurts," he pouted.
"Let's see then." Harry motioned for Draco to move, and he hurried up onto his hands and knees hovering over the water with his arse pointed in Harry's direction again.
Harry pulled his cheeks apart to reveal his tight pink hole. He reached out to stroke it gently with the pad of his thumb. "Does this hurt."
Draco shivered under Harry's touch. "No, feels good. But the soap still burns."
"Want Daddy to kiss it better?"
Draco nodded excitedly and Harry leaned in to press his lips to the furled skin. Draco smelled and tasted clean, with a slight flavour of soap.
"Better?" Harry whispered against his cheek.
Yes, Daddy, that feels better. Do it again." Draco's hips undulated and Harry had to tighten his grip on his cheeks to keep them spread and the pink hole revealed.
He leaned in again and pressed his mouth to the same spot. His lips slightly parted and his tongue darted out to lick at the irritated skin.
"Feels better, Daddy. Don't stop. Feels so good."
Harry's tongue slid between his cheeks and flattened over the hole. He licked a thick stripe up Draco's crack to the small of his back, then returned to the saliva slick hole and pointed his tongue, stabbing at the entrance. His tongue easily slid in and Harry thrust forward against Draco, in and out of his loosening hole.
"I love you, Daddy. You make me feel so good." Draco said with a whimper.
Draco writhed against his face and Harry's cock swelled. It was painfully hard and pressing insistently against his zip. He couldn't ignore it any longer and he pulled away from Draco, patting his bum softly, in a signal to sit back down in the water.
Draco splashed down into the water again, his pale skin flushed, a red tint covering his cheeks, neck and chest.
"Come on, baby, time to get out of the bath." Harry held a hand out to help him and Draco came willingly into Harry's embrace to be wrapped up in a big fluffy towel.
Harry moved the towel over Draco's shoulders, sliding down his arms and legs, drying him thoroughly. With tenderness and caring, Harry patted him dry.
When he slid the towel up under Draco's arms, his boy giggled and squirmed. "That tickles!"
Finally dry, Harry wrapped the towel around Draco again and picked him up effortlessly. Draco wrapped his smooth legs around Harry's waist, clinging to him as he carried him into his room.
He tossed him onto the bed, knocking the towel loose. Draco laughed and hopped up on his knees bouncing on the bed as Harry retrieved something for him to sleep in. His penis bounced around between his legs as Draco jumped.
Harry sat on the edge of the bed with Draco's clothes and tugged his baby to him. "Here, let's get you dressed."
"Are you ticklish Daddy?" Before Harry had a chance to dress him or even reply, Draco attacked him with wiggly fingers trying to find his ticklish spot.
Harry rolled his eyes. They had been through this before and it always ended the same.
"I told you, I'm not ticklish, Draco... but you are." Harry returned the attack, fingers dancing along Draco's sides. Draco laughed and wiggled and twisted, trying to get away from Harry's roaming fingers and Harry couldn't help but laugh with him.
Stopping his assault, Harry found himself perched over Draco, pinning him down. Draco lay on his stomach and Harry's still insistently hard cock, brushed against Draco's bare arse with only the thin material of his trousers separating them. Draco wriggled under him again and Harry climbed off.
Draco moved onto his hands and knees on the bed, his bare arse wagging and he whispered, "Touch me there again, Daddy? Please."
Harry took a deep intake of breath and reached out to run a hand over Draco's soft skin. He pulled his cheeks apart again and saw the little pink hole still slightly stretched from his fingers and tongue earlier.
He quickly flipped Draco over onto his back, spread his thin legs and nestled himself between them. His cock grew harder still and Harry reached to unbutton his trousers. Yanking the zipper down, he freed his cock and wrapped his fingers in a firm grip around himself.
Harry grabbed Draco's legs and propped them up on his shoulders as he leaned forward and pressed his cock to Draco's entrance.
"Please, Daddy! Yes! Just like that. I love the way you touch me."
Harry couldn't stand it any longer. He had to feel Draco's hot, tight body wrapped around his cock. He pressed forward, piercing the ring of muscle with one strong thrust.
Draco clenched around him and Harry rubbed his hip gently, reminding him to relax.
Harry pulled back and thrust forward again several times, eyes closed tight as he sank into Draco's silken channel again and again. When he knew he couldn't hold back any longer, he reached for Draco's erection and slid his hand along his length a couple of times and mumbled, "Come for Daddy."
Draco replied, "Fuck, Harry! Yes!" and he came all over his stomach and chest, painting himself with white creamy come.
Harry buried himself deep in Draco's arse at the sound of his name on Draco's lips and came with a cry of his own. Once recovered from his shattering orgasm, Harry leaned down to kiss Draco and collapsed next to him.
Harry chanced a glance over at his love.
Draco looked down at his come covered skin with a scowl. "I'm all dirty again, Daddy," Draco pouted.
