A Love So Belated

Harry awoke the next morning, still in Draco's arms. It was the most glorious way to wake up that he could imagine, and he was struck by the truth of that thought. He brushed Draco's hair very gently away from his forehead and then pressed his lips there, happy to watch him until the very moment he woke up as well.

Draco shivered at the feeling of being caressed and then blinked, trying to focus his eyes. His heart sped up when he realised Harry was still with him.

"Good morning," Harry said, voice slow and happy as he leaned forward to kiss Draco's lips.

"Mmm," Draco hummed as he was kissed. When Harry pulled back a bit, he finished, "Good because you are here."

"I agree," Harry smiled. "Because you're here."

The blond reached and pulled Harry's body flush against his own, letting him feel one of the benefits of waking up together.

"Mmm," it was Harry's turn to hum, as he rubbed his own half-hard cock against Draco's body in return.

Draco gasped. "Oh, baby, yes." One hand slid behind Harry's neck and the other around his waist, holding them together.

Harry gasped at the words and the touch. "Call me that again," he whispered, sliding his leg over both of Draco's.

"Baby, yes," Draco whispered, then moaned as he felt Harry's cock brush against his own.

Harry groaned. "God," he gasped, clutching Draco with both hands and rutting against him.

Draco couldn't agree more and held on tight while Harry thrust against him. "Baby," he gasped, fingers sliding into Harry's hair as the man rocked his own cock repeatedly against Draco's. The friction was amazing and soon both their erections were slick with pre-come.

Harry rolled then, pulling Draco with him and on top of him. "Fuck, yes!" he cried, thrusting up and rolling his hips.

Draco was startled but recovered quickly, rolling his hips to match Harry's. "Yes!"

Harry threw his head back, planting his heels into the bed for leverage as he pushed forward.

Draco felt his own balls pressed into Harry's and his cock rubbed along its length by the head of his lover's cock. He cried out and came, spilling his seed over Harry's stomach.

"Fuck, yes, come on me," Harry told him, rutting a few more times before he was coming too, fingernails digging into Draco's back.

Draco shuddered. Harry writhing beneath him very nearly made him dizzy. He delighted in Harry's words, his nails, and his absolute abandon.

Harry sighed as he floated on the high, moving hands over Draco's skin, and feet up and down his calves, rubbing them.

Draco curled forward over Harry, pressing their sticky bodies together and resting his forehead against his lover's shoulder. He was still panting and shivering.

"Draco," Harry whispered, kissing the side of his face. "I don't think I ever want to wake up another way again."

That was exactly what Draco had been thinking and the words sent a thrill down his spine. He lifted his head and looked in astonishment at Harry. "Yes, every day," he whispered.

Harry kissed him again, crossing his ankles behind Draco's back.

Draco laughed in delight at the way the other man clung to him. "Got me," he teased.

"Do I have to let you go?" Harry asked, smiling at him with sparkling eyes, but his heart ached a little, a feeling all too familiar to him.

The blond chuckled, kissing him gently. "Never," he whispered against his lips.

The smile didn't leave Harry's lips and he squeezed Draco with arms around his neck, not letting go with his legs either.

Draco was content to stay there as long as Harry wanted to hold him. He kissed him again, licking at his lover's lips.

Harry opened his mouth, sighing through his nose.

Draco slid his tongue into Harry's mouth, slowly and gently. He took his time to thoroughly kiss his lover.

Harry sucked on Draco's tongue, lazily stroking his hair.

Draco's eyes slid closed and he sighed happily.

Harry sighed, too, drawing back after a few splendid moments. "I have to get dressed," he whispered.

Draco blinked and frowned. "You have to go?" he asked.

Harry nodded. "I'm supposed to have Teddy today," he explained.

Draco smiled softly and nodded, kissing Harry before moving to get off of him.

Harry groaned and stretched. "Can I use your shower?" he asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. His stomach was still coated in come.

"Alone?" Draco asked with a smile.

Harry grinned and waggled his eyebrows. "Why?" he asked innocently. "Is there someone else that needs a shower?"

Draco looked down at his own sticky belly and raised both eyebrows. "I could wait if you want, but ..." he smirked.

Harry smiled and kissed him. "No, come with me," he whispered.

Draco climbed out of bed and held out a hand to Harry, then led them both to the bathroom.

They had a shower together and Harry was sure that he'd never had quite such a cracking good time in one. He hadn't known that wanking could be so hot. He kissed Draco and then licked a bead of water from his cheek, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel from where they hung on the door. He lifted it to dry his hair, smiling rather goofily.

Draco stretched, still standing in the shower, arms raised and resting on the top of the door frame. He cocked his head, watching Harry. He never tired of looking at him. He even forgot how scarred he was much of the time because Harry made him feel beautiful.

Harry turned back around and gazed at Draco where he stood, sighing quietly with happiness. He might've pulled him right back into his bed had he not come twice already. He dried the rest of his body, still looking at Draco.

Draco tossed his hair back and stepped out, reaching for a towel and drying himself. He couldn't take his eyes off his lover.

Harry wrapped his own towel around his hips. "I haven't got any of my stuff over here," he realised.

"Rusty can bring you anything you need," Draco informed him, fingers curling as he resisted the temptation to reach for him again.

"Oh," Harry said with a smile. "Even a toothbrush?"

"Certainly," Draco said, combing his hair.

They dressed, and Harry indeed called for a toothbrush, but he didn't want to leave after he was ready, even though he was supposed to be getting Teddy at noon. He didn't want to leave Draco at all. It was almost enough to make him nervous, but he could feel the truth of it. He stood in Draco's room, fully dressed and frowning. "I guess I better go," he sighed. "I don't want Mrs Tonks to think I'm not coming."

"How is my aunt?" Draco asked with a smile.

"She's doing better," Harry answered. "He's good for her – Teddy is. She doesn't get so lonely with him there."

Draco nodded, thinking his mother needed something to keep herself busy besides him. He wondered what she would think of Teddy. "I bet you are good with him, too," he said.

Harry smiled and shrugged. "I guess he likes me all right," he said. "He's seven months old now, tries to steal my glasses."

Draco tried to picture his lover with a child and liked the image in his mind. He finished dressing and then leaned back in a chair, watching Harry.

"Well," Harry said, sounding sad, "I want to see Teddy but I don't want to leave you." He sighed one last time, walking up to Draco, a very slight limp in his step. He bent and kissed him.

Draco pulled him into his lap, hand immediately going for Harry's hair as he kissed him.

Harry gasped quietly, kissing back eagerly. He straddled Draco, elbows on his shoulders and hands in his hair as well. It felt odd to be the one doing the straddling, but he'd been fucked the previous night, so he supposed it wasn't too odd.

Draco held Harry tightly, not wanting to let go either. Finally, he pulled back and looked into his face. "I never want you to leave," he admitted.

Harry couldn't resist giving Draco another kiss for that, thought it felt like his insides tightened. "I don't want to," he agreed quietly, but then looked at the watch he'd slipped back on after showering. "But it's nearly twelve." He frowned.

"I don't want to make you late," Draco said, but didn't move to let him go.

Harry sighed, giving him another peck, but then he stared at Draco and his brows lowered a bit as he thought. "You know," he said, "I could just bring Teddy over here. If, you know, you don't mind. If your mum doesn't mind either."

Draco's eyes widened. "Here?" he repeated. He felt both excited and nervous as he thought about that. "I ... I don't mind."

Harry smiled amusedly at Draco's expression. "You sure?" he asked.

Draco nodded quickly and smiled. "Yes, I think I would like that," he decided.

Harry grinned. "I didn't know you liked kids," he said, still amused.

Draco blushed and shrugged. "Well, I haven't been around too many of them since I was one," he admitted. "He is important to you, though. Besides, he is my cousin."

Harry nodded at that. "Will your mum mind?" he asked cautiously. He knew that Andromeda and Narcissa hadn't spoken to each other in many years.

"I don't know," Draco answered honestly. "But she said I can have whatever guests I want." He thought she was trying to encourage him to make other friends besides Harry, but it had been what she had said.

Harry snorted. "A seven-month-old baby count?" he asked with raised eyebrows, but he already knew he would bring Teddy now.

Draco shrugged, grinning. "So, do you want to go get him now?"

Harry nodded again, climbing from Draco's lap after one last kiss. "See you in a bit," he said, turning to head towards the bedroom door. He turned when he reached it. "Make sure you answer when I come back," he said. "Just in case."

Draco laughed and went to let his mother know he would be having guests for the day.