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"We can work it out as we go along, this isn’t my first time."
"Isn’t mine either, but it is ours, so indulge me," Harry says, straddling Draco’s lap. He takes Draco’s hand in his and briefly kisses the back of it before placing it on his chest, over his t-shirt. "Chest." He moves it slightly and wriggles his thumb over Draco’s; his nipple hardens at the sensation. "Nipples. Never tits or boobs or breasts. You can touch the scars, but they’re sensitive."
"In a good way?"
"Sometimes."
Harry slides their hands down his chest and over his stomach, at the button of his jeans he stops. "Okay?"
"More than," Draco agrees and flicks open the top two buttons, enough to slide their hands in. When Draco tries to slide under his boxers as well, he’s re-directed with a gentle ‘Not yet’.
Harry inches their hands lower over his boxers, "Cock," he says, spreading their fingers around the elongated nub. "Very sensitive. If you want me to come-"
"And I do,"
"And you do," Harry confirms, "I need something there."
"Touch your cock, think I can manage that," Draco grins.
"Cock," Harry repeats for emphasis, "not clit, or cocklet."
"What about dick?"
"This is my cock, I keep my dick in my bedside cabinet."
"I’d like to see that."
Harry lets out a gentle laugh, "You will."
He pulls their hands away from his body, "Vulva, lips, vagina, pussy. Nothing goes in there. No fingers, no dildos, definitely no penises."
"A tongue?"
Harry takes a breath, "Not usually, I have, before, but…" He fishes around for the right words before settling on, "Only when I ask for it."
"Consent is sexy."
"No… I mean, yes, consent, but don’t… don’t offer, only when I ask?"
"Okay, yeah, we can do that." He brushes a gentle kiss over Harry’s lips. "Is that the end of the tour?"
Harry shakes his head no, and practically beaming, he kneels up high, spreading his legs a little wider. He guides their hands further back, letting Draco’s finger push up through his boxers to the divot between his cheeks. "Arsehole, anus, rectum, poop chute, backdoor, booty, starfish-"
"I think I get the idea. And does anything go in there?"
Harry grins, a smile that lights up the whole room, "Everything, with enough lube."