Scars We Carry
Request by: Anonymous
Please write about the first time after Draco and Harry start dating that they finally have sex after waiting a long time and Harry sees Draco’s scars and breaks down.”
°Pairing: Drarry (Draco x Harry)
°Warnings: NSFW/Harsh Language
°Note: Plays in 8th year!
~Scars We Carry~
Nervous was probably the best word to describe the state Draco was in at the moment.
Sex was supposed to feel good, right? Especially when you do it with the one you love.
But hell, the Slytherin was so nervous as he sat on his bed of his own dorm down in the dungeons.
Harry and Draco have been dating for quite some time now. It’s been a rough time, and ever since the fire in the Room Of Requirement and what happened in the war, Draco has felt oddly attracted to the Gryffindor.
So when they saw each other again in the Hogwarts Express to start a new year in their well known school, his feelings were all over the place.
However, eventually, he found out that Harry might be attracted to him as well, so he made a move and boom; they immediately fell in love, and since the dark lord wasn’t a thing anymore, there was no one that could stop them from becoming the probably cutest couple in the wizard world.
But Draco never felt ready to take it further than hot kissing sessions in his bedroom.
And Harry always respected that, even tho he clearly wanted it.
There just was something about all the time that caused Draco to have some trust issues.
Now, however, he felt ready; just how would he explain this to Harry?
A knock on the door ripped Draco out of his thoughts and with a short “come in”, Draco laid back on his bed.
Harry, looking like a complete mess, walked inside and jumped in the bed, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder.
The brown haired boy only nod his head and kissed Draco on the cheek.
“Quidditch is much harder now that I’ve missed it for a year.”
He sighed and cuddled Draco’s side, a small smile on his face.
“What have you been up to, babe?”
“Oh, uhm I…”
With a light shade of red covering his cheeks, Draco shifted so he could look at Harry’s face.
“I’ve been thinking. About us.”
With a frown on his face, Harry tilted his head.
“Is something wrong?”
“No, no, not at all. I’m just…I don’t know how to start this. Let me just…”
Draco decided actions were better than words right now, so he leaned in to kiss Harry passionately, who kissed him back with just the same force.
Harry rolled over so he was on top of the other male, their lips never parting.
First, Draco wasn’t sure what to do, but Harry’s lips drove him crazy, so he just closed his eyes, shut off his head and began to move his hips against Harry’s.
The second their erections touched through their clothes, Harry gasped and broke the kiss.
“D-Draco what are you-?”
But he didn’t want to talk, so he pulled Harry’s face down by his collar to kiss him again, moving his hips with a bit more confidence.
He could feel the moans coming from his lover against his lips, and finally Harry moved his hips too, and yes yes yes, it felt so good.
Harry’s left arm was next to Draco’s head, holding him steady, while his right hand began to run up and down Draco’s body, until he reached his lower back where he then moved just a bit lower and cupped Draco’s ass with his firm hand.
His lips now moved from Draco’s lips down to his chin, along his jaw and ended on his neck, where he left one hickey after another, all of them just at the right spots.
Draco loved it when Harry left hickeys all over his neck. He loved to let people know who he belonged to, and even better was when he was the one to leave hickeys on Harry’s skin.
His whole body heated up, and his heart started to race when Harry began to unbutton his shirt.
Fuck, what will happen when he sees the scars from 6th year?!
But it was too late.
Harry gasped and removed his body from Draco’s when he sat up, his eyes wide, shock reflected in them, horror even.
The hand he just opened the shirt with now covered Harry’s mouth, and tears began to build behind those round glasses.
“Harry, it’s nothing.”
“It’s not nothing, Draco!! I…I did this to you!”
As if he was afraid of himself, Harry stared at his hands and sobs began to escape his throat.
Even tho Draco felt the sudden urge to roll his eyes all the way back in his head. he sat up and wrapped his arms around Harry.
“I love you, Harry. Please don’t cry. We wanted to forget the past, right?”
When Harry, however, wouldn’t stop sobbing, Draco became inpatient and pulled him into a kiss again, that finally muted the other male’s sobs.
Now it was Draco’s turn to let his slightly shaking hands run over his boyfriend’s chest, before he grabbed the shirt tightly and took it off, breaking the kiss in order to pull the red shirt over Harry’s head.
In the process Harry’s glasses fell off, but that was okay because they were so close that Harry didn’t need them to see his lover anyways.
As soon as Harry’s shirt joined Draco’s on the floor, he pushed the blonde back again and started to kiss his chest, his scars, softly at first, but then his tongue touched the skin, and Draco never felt so good and happy and needy before.
A soft moan slipped past his lips, and Harry began to kiss his way down to the waistband of Draco’s jeans, his hungry eyes never leaving the other one’s.
Excitement rushed through the Slytherin’s body when he could feel Harry’s hands undoing his belt, unzipping his trousers, and before he knew it, his jeans ended up on the floor as well.
The bulge in Draco’s pants was now right in front of Harry’s face and when his fingers gripped the clothing and pulled it down, Draco hid his face behind his hands and held his breath for a few seconds.
“Babe, don’t be shy. You look so beautiful.”
Harry softly kissed his thighs, again and again, until he thought Draco felt comfortable enough with his new feeling of being completely naked in front of someone else than himself.
Just to make sure he was reading the signals right, he looked up at Draco, his look asking for permission, and when Draco shyly nodded, Harry placed a soft kiss on the shaft of his throbbing erection.
Draco gasped, starring down at Harry as he kept doing so, until he suddenly licked the tip, causing Draco to moan.
His fingers got a hold of his messy, brown hair, gripping it tightly as he pushed Harry’s head a bit lower, wanting him to stop the teasing and just suck him to insanity.
But Harry, that sneaky little bastard, seemed to have other plans and he rolled over, pulling Draco on his lap.
“I have to admit something.”
Confused about why he would wanna talk now, Draco frowned at him.
“I, uhm, I never did this kind of thing either.”
“What?”, shock was written all over his face. “I thought you did this, you know, with Cho or the Weasel girl.”
“No, Draco. You’re my first too.”
For some odd reason, Draco felt relieved hearing that, and he couldn’t stop the smirk on his face as he leaned down and whispered: “Then let’s make it as good as we can, shall we~?”
There’s been a lot of time where Harry just appreciated his boyfriend’s body with soft kisses and touches, and it was so sweet that Draco even forgot that he never did this before.
Especially as Harry wrapped his hand around Draco’s hard member, he forgot how to think straight and gave in in the pleasure he was driven to.
“Harry-fuck; i-if you keep going like-oh-like that, I’m gonna cum before we even started.”
Way too fast Harry removed his hand and stood up from the bed so he could take off his last pieces of clothing as well, before he sat on his knees in front of Draco again.
“Uhm, do you know how to do this?”
“I’ve heard about it. We need, uh, lube, cause otherwise it would hurt too much. You have some?”
Draco once again nodded (Pansy told him he’ll need it one day when she gave it to him as a late birthday present) and reached to get it out of the drawer of his nightstand.
Harry grabbed it, opening the bottle-which was pretty hard with his shaky hands-and coated one of his fingers with the substance.
“You really wanna do this?”
Draco took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“Alright. This might hurt a little, just tell me if the pain gets too much and I’ll stop, okay?”
With that, Harry slowly inserted his finger, little by little, listening to Draco’s whines and groans, waiting for a sign of his lover to move.
Once Draco got used to the strange sensation, he moved his hips, and Harry began to move his finger, slowly in and out, and even tho it felt so weird to Draco, he couldn’t help but moan.
“I’ll add another one, okay?”
As response he got another loud moan, so he added another lubricated finger and moved them a bit faster, scissoring and stretching him and when he noticed Draco arching his back, he knew that he hit that one spot that he’s been reading about a couple of times.
“Harry just-just fuck me already, please.”
Harry got even harder hearing those words, which seemed impossible at this point, and he used his hand to lubricate his aching cock as well, pulling out his fingers of Draco, which whined at the sudden empty feeling.
He, however, yelped when he felt the tip of Harry’s member entering him, slowly, but it still hurt badly.
Ever so often Harry stopped moving; believe me, it took him all of his self control to not just fuck Draco senselessly; and gave Draco all the time he needed to get used to his size, to any size actually.
It took some time, but eventually Harry slipped in completely and with a short nod of his boyfriends head, he began to slowly move his hips back and fourth.
“Fuck, Draco…i-i’s so tight.”
Both of the boys moaned and Harry got faster at each loud moan Draco let slip through his lips.
With the pain already forgotten, Draco parted his legs as far as he could, allowing Harry a much better access, and suddenly he hit that spot again that made him see stars.
Hearing Draco moaning his name like this drove him way too close to his orgasm, but he couldn’t help himself from telling Draco to do that again.
“H-Harry, oh god, I-I-I’m gonna-”
“Yeah, me too.”
Draco felt his whole body shake and he let out a breathless scream when he reached his height, cuming all over his stomach.
With Harry’s lips on his, he came as well with a suffocated moan.
Harry rolled to the side, pulling Draco into his arms, placing kisses all over his sweaty face.
“I love you, Draco.”
“I love you too, Harry.”
Maybe all the things that happened weren’t so bad, after all.
Hope you liked it, sorry if I got anything wrong. Lots of Love!<3