“Clearly, you missed the signs,” Draco continued. “Here, you need to strengthen the outer ward.”
Henry sputtered. “Wait. What?”
“The outer ward. Add another layer.”
“That’s not what I—”
“I know. Concentrate. See the magic and bind it tighter.”
“You’re confusing me on purpose,” Henry said with a scowl. “I don’t like it.”
“Yes, you do,” Draco said. He stepped behind Henry and pressed close. “You like being bossed around, but you also want to be independent. You’re used to having an alpha, but aren’t used to it being someone other than your father.”
“I don’t… no, that’s not…”
“Focus, Henry. Strengthen the ward.”
Henry sighed and his magic rose to the surface.
Draco could feel the cool wash of it roll over him and his dragon responded by lighting him up. A small shudder rolled through him and he pulled Henry even tighter against his body.
“Whoa,” Henry said with a sigh. “My magic really likes you.”
“And my dragon really likes you,” Draco replied. He gave a small push with his hips against Henry’s ass to prove just how much.
“Oh wow. That’s… wow.”
“Yes, it is. Now strengthen the ward.”
Henry growled at him but raised his hands and let his head fall back against Draco’s shoulder. His arms moved like a conductor as he directed the symphony of his magic with exquisite precision.
“That’s good,” Draco whispered into his ear. He wrapped his arms around Henry, letting one hand trace down his T-shirt covered abs to the top of the track pants he’d been sleeping in. The other he placed over Henry’s heart.
The blue lines of magic surged as Henry’s body came alive. He continued moving his hands, but his breath caught as his body responded to Draco’s touch. “That’s it,” Draco purred into his ear. “Use my heat to forge the bonds even tighter.”
Henry whimpered and pushed his ass back into Draco’s crotch. Draco let his hand dip lower, teasing beneath the band of Henry’s pants and touching the trail of hair that disappeared lower still. Henry’s magic surged, much as his cock did. It had hardened fully and the tip teased Draco’s fingertips. He lowered his hand further, taking Henry into his hand and giving his cock a gentle squeeze.
“That’s it,” Draco said. “You’re doing so well.”
“Draco,” Henry moaned. “I’m…I’m…”
“Come for me, Henry.”
Henry cried out as his body spasmed and his magic soared. The wards brightened to an incredible degree, becoming a blue flame that burned hot enough Draco could feel it.
Draco removed his hand from Henry’s pants, then raised it to his Henry’s lips. “Clean me up,” he urged.
Henry made another little noise before beginning to lick his spend from Draco’s hand.
“Look at what you did, Henry. Your magic is almost as beautiful as you are, but you don’t know that, do you? You don’t know that Andvari wants to touch you as I am right now, that he wants to make you feel as good as I just did. He wants to touch you, to make you cry out his name.”
Henry moved his mouth away from Draco’s hand, the beginnings of a protest on his lips. Draco moved quickly and rolled his thumb over Henry’s bottom lip, dipping it into his mouth. “You missed a spot.”
He teased Henry’s ear with his teeth, nibbling at the lobe and giving a quick thrust of his hips. “Goddess, Henry, you’re so powerful. It’s not fair for one person to have this much beauty and power combined. I thought Sawyer was bad, but you… Henry, you’re going to be just as addictive to me as he is, aren’t you?”
Henry stiffened up again, another protest ready to form, but Draco was waiting for this one as well. “And Sawyer wants to taste you, too. He told me, earlier. He liked waking up with you sprawled all over him. I liked it, too. Two beautiful men, curled together. I wanted to touch you both, to crawl in between you and let you both touch me. What do you think about that, Henry? Would you tease me with Sawyer? Get me so riled up I couldn’t think for wanting you?”
Henry gasped out a breath, then managed to spin himself around in Draco’s arms. “What are you doing?”