Secrets and Promises (Abandoned Story)

Series Title: Secrets and Promises
Fandom: Harry Potter
Series Rating: NC-17
Genre: Mystery & Romance
Pairing: Draco/Harry, but also mentions of other past and other relationships as the story progresses.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy et al are a fictional characters created by J.K. Rowling as part of the Harry Potter series. We just borrow them to play. We don't make any money from it but we do have a very good time. [Beckett, Cocoa and the Malfoy Townhouse are inventions of slashpervert.]
Series Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are Aurors who work for the Ministry of Magic. In this series they find themselves investigating a serial killer and discovering they are in love with each other. It follows them as they struggle to build lives and heal their past wounds, now that the war is behind them.
Notes: This series is written based in part on the RPG Ambiguous Desire.

Chapter Number/Total: 18/?.
Chapter Title: Christmas Presents
Chapter Authors: slashpervert and aveeno_baby.
Beta(s): nefernat
Chapter Rating: NC-17
Words: 1830 Words
Chapter Characters: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.
Warnings: Language, angst.
Summary: .



Dec. 25, 2003

Draco stretched and found that Harry was not pressed against him. He opened sleepy grey eyes, "Harry?"

"Happy Christmas, Draco," he whispered, smiling. He shifted as close as the ribbons would allow him. Harry's hands were tied behind his back by green silk ribbons, and if Draco looked, he would see that there was a big bow there. His legs were tied together, and a similar bow was there. There was even ribbon wrapped neatly around his cock, the bow at the top. He waited for Draco's reaction.

Draco's eyes widened in surprise and then a large grin spread across his face. "Well, well," he laughed, "a very Merry Christmas indeed."

Harry grinned back. "You like it then?" he asked.

"It's what I always wanted for Christmas," Draco laughed, running a hand lovingly over Harry's chest. "And green so matches your eyes."

Harry blushed. "I couldn't think of what else to get you...so...here I am."

Draco grinned at his lover, his fingers trailing softly around his nipples. "Did you know that I take a long time to unwrap my presents?" he smirked. "I like to linger."

"Linger with this present, you mean..." he murmured, watching Draco smirk.

Draco took his time, looking at the ribbon, smiling. Then he bent his head to suckle at one of Harry's dark nipples, his hand sliding down his hip.

Harry made a soft sound, looking down to see what he was going to do.

Draco had every intention of drawing this out until Harry literally begged him to be unwrapped. He lay down beside the other man and began biting and suckling at his nipples, make them hard, stiff and sensitive and then blowing on them gently.

Harry's gasps slowly turned into moans as his body reacted to Draco's touches. "Draco," he whispered, biting his lip as he watched him.

Draco licked his way up to Harry's neck, biting and sucking at his throat, his hand going back along his skull and twisting his fingers into those thick locks.

"Draco," he moaned again, wanting more than just what Draco was giving him at the moment.

Draco rubbed his body, hardened cock included, against Harry's bound body. He pulled at his hair, turning his head to lick and nibble at his lips.
Harry kissed him back the best he could, but he could do no more than that. Well, he was just Draco's present.

Draco licked at Harry's ear, whispering, "How tight is that ribbon around your lovely cock?"

"I wonder if I can fuck you without unwrapping anything?" Draco whispered, running one hand down to squeeze Harry's ass.

"You...you can try," he answered, wanting him to do just so.

Draco smiled and rolled Harry onto his belly, using a pillow to prop up his hips, but laying his cock along the pillow so that he could still reach it and Harry's could rub it between himself and the pillow. Draco then straddled Harry's bound legs. Harry looked so fucking hot like this, hands bound behind him and the dark green contrasting against his pale flesh.

Harry's arms were numb from being in the same position for too long, but Harry thought it was damn worth it for Draco. And in this new position, he couldn't see what was going to happen. It made his heart beat faster than ever.

Draco laid his wand handy and then reached both hands to spread that lovely ass. He bent forward and began to kiss and licked along the crevasse.

"Oh, fuck," he muttered, gritting his teeth and trying to push back against Draco's mouth. "More...”

Draco chuckled and began tonguing Harry's opening, pressing his face in between those cheeks and running one hand down to cup his balls.

Harry buried his face in the pillow his head was resting on. He moaned and groaned, biting down on the pillow. "Please, Draco...”

"Mmm," the blonde responded, using his tongue to fuck the other man.

Harry jerked, his cock rubbing against the pillow. His eyes widened when he noticed he could even do that. He then began a slow rhythm of thrusting against the pillow.

Draco kept up the tongue fucking for a bit, but then added lube to his fingers and replaced his tongue with a long thin digit, crooking it to find Harry's prostrate.

Harry cried out when Draco touched that spot, his hips jerking harder than he intended to. He clenched around Draco's finger anyway, fully intending on not letting go.

"So tight, so sweet," Draco crooned, working himself deeper and back out again. "I am going to fuck my present now."

Harry wanted to laugh at how funny Draco sounded when he said that, but instead he moaned at the loss of his finger as he strained his neck, trying to look back at him. "Yes...yes...”

Draco loved how hot and willing Harry was. If anyone had told him six months ago that his Christmas present would be fucking Harry Potter bound in green ribbon -- well, it would have made a great masturbation fantasy but he wouldn't have believed he would ever have it. He looked down at the man writhing under him and grinned. He slicked his own cock and moved up, teasing Harry's entrance with the head. "You want this?" he asked quietly.

"Yes...of course I do...now please, Draco...” he begged, body shaking.

Draco smiled. The angle was different with Harry's legs tied together. He had to get up on one foot, half crouching and half kneeling behind Harry. He spread Harry's ass cheeks and pushed forward, the head of his cock breeching that tight ring. "Gods, it's so tight this way," he gasped.

Harry gasped along with Draco, his body relaxing under Draco. It felt so good...if he put all the times they fucked together, this would be better than all of them.

Draco slid deeper, pushing into the tight heat and using his hands to pull Harry's ass cheeks apart so he could see his cock swallowed up by the other man. Green ribbon fluttered as Harry's hands convulsed.

Harry panted, his body shuddering slightly as Draco slid completely inside of him. He loved this part.

Draco gripped Harry's ass and slid back a couple inches and then thrust forward again. "Oh, Gods, Harry," Draco gasped. He began to rock back and forth using his body's weight press Harry's into the pillow and mattress below. "This is fantastic!"

"I agree!" Harry groaned, cock repeatedly brush the pillow below him. He knew it wouldn't take him long to come.

"How does that ribbon around your cock feel now?" Draco chuckled, thrusting his hips forward again. He was rocking in and out now.

"Too...damn tight," he replied quickly, grunting as Draco brushed his prostate.

"Like a pretty cock ring?" Draco gasped, speeding up his thrusts, "Am I going to have to unwrap you for you to come?"

"Y-you might h-have to...please, Draco...God...” he moaned, breathing hard.

Draco chuckled, thrusting harder. He loved the way Harry was bucking back against him and the trying to fuck the pillow too. "Oh, not yet," Draco gasped, "I am going to come in your arse and then suck your cock."

"Ohh, then go f-faster!" he stuttered, his erection becoming painful even as he it continued to brush against the pillow.

"Oh, yes," and Draco did just that, fucking Harry as hard and fast as he could. And then he was coming deep inside him, pressed against him. "Harry," he screamed, his fingers digging into the flesh of Harry's ass.

Even though Harry needed to come badly, he grinned when Draco came, happy that his "present" was just what Draco wanted.

Draco grunted, pulling out of his lover and pushing Harry onto his side so that he could reach his cock. His own cock still wet, Draco lay down beside him, his face close to that tightly wrapped cock. He smiled, looking up at Harry's face. "Tell me what you want, Harry," he purred.

"I want to come," he said quickly, his hips jerking towards Draco's face. "Please...”

Draco's long fingers toyed with the bow on Harry's cock. "Oh, but how?" Draco laughed.

Harry grumbled, thrusting his hips again. "Suck me...”

"Oh, so frustrated," Draco laughed, "Maybe I should untie you and see what you would do to me." Draco's fingers stroked Harry's cock, the touch so light all it did was tease Harry more.

Harry was nearly crying in the frustration Draco spoke of. "Please...please...just do it, Draco...”

Harry was trembling with need and his cock was so swollen it did look like it might be painful if not released soon. Draco reached fingers up to untie the bow, sliding his mouth over the head as soon as the ribbon began to fall away. He continued to untie the ribbon and then replaced it with his own fingers, wrapped tightly about the shaft.

Harry came almost immediately, shouting Draco's name until his throat felt raw.

Draco licked and sucked Harry's cock until it softened. Then he moved up Harry's body, still bound at hands and legs, until he reached his face. He kissed Harry deeply, the taste of Harry still on his tongue.

Harry kissed him back sleepily, feeling sated and satisfied. "Best Christmas ever," he mumbled against Draco's lips.

Draco nodded, "Well that was my gift from you. It was amazing. I don't think my gifts to you will be nearly as sensational but you might like them."

"My gifts? What did you get me?" he asked, smiling even though he was exhausted.

He wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him so that that dark hair rested on his shoulder. Draco reached for his wand and with a quick silent spell, untied the rest of the ribbons.

Harry slowly stretched his arms out, sighing as the blood began to flow through them, even though the annoying pins and needles effect came first. "Thanks...”

Draco rubbed his lover’s arms and legs, helping circulation return and easing the discomfort.

Harry moaned in relief at the feeling slowly passed. "Okay, I'm good...”

"Yes, you are," Draco smiled, kissing him again.

Harry kissed him back as he shifted closer. He pulled back after a few moments, looking at him. "What did you get me..?"

Draco leaned back into the pillows, smiling, "Oh, just a bunch of trinkets. They are in the sitting room."

Harry pouted. "They just have to be in the sitting room. I'm too tired to go there."

"Then you are too tired to open them?" Draco laughed. "I could have Beckett fetch them up here."

"Can he? I'd like that...and I don't have to open them all," he answered, snuggling closer to Draco.

Draco summoned Beckett and in quick order, there was a pile of brightly wrapped presents on the foot of the bed.

Harry got up on his hands and knees a bit shakily and crawled over to sit next to the pile. He had never seen so many presents for just him before. "Draco...there's so much..."

"Well, one of them is for your dog, not you," Draco drawled, smiling at Harry's reaction.

Harry grinned. "He loves you now, you know." Harry reached into the pile and pulled out the first one his hand touched. It was wrapped in sparkling red paper, with a green ribbon.

The small box contained gold cuff links in the shape of lions. Other boxes contained silk shirts and ties, tailored slacks and suits. There were several pair of silk boxes in Gryffindor red. There was even a small dog collar with real silver and gold studs.

Harry went through all of them, a permanent smile on his face. He had to laugh a bit at how many suits he had now. Even though he still preferred jeans out of anything else. There was still one box left, but Harry pushed all the wrapping paper aside and crawled on top of Draco, kissing him. "Thank you so much."

"Mmm," Draco kissed him back, "My pleasure." He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled the naked man against him.

"There's still one more left," he said softly. He was still tired, but he wanted to put away everything first.

Draco reached for the package but didn't recognize it.

"It doesn't look like the rest of them," Harry realized, noticing the different style of wrapping paper.

Draco looked it over and it had no card. He shrugged and began to unwrap it. He lifted the lid off the gift box and gasped, replacing the lid quickly and breathing through his nose, his teeth clenched.

"What is it?" he asked quickly, looking concerned. He reached for the box and took it out of his hands.

Draco held onto the box. "Don't open it," he said quietly.

"Tell me what it is then..." he said, looking into Draco's eyes.

Draco slid out of the bed and put the box on the table across the room. He breathed deep and walked back to the bed. He sat down next to Harry and took him in his arms again. His heart was beating fast and he was trembling a bit.

Harry held Draco close, his ear pressed against his chest. His eyes were on the box across the room. He waited for Draco to calm down a bit before he asked again what it was.

"Beckett," Draco called, his voice a bit sharp. The elf appeared. Draco pointed to the box. "There was an unmarked gift box. Where did it come from?"
Beckett looked at the box and then back to Draco. "A man brought it to the house."
"What man?" Draco asked sharply.
"I do not know, Master Draco. He wore his hood up and I could not see his face," he answered.
"From now on, you are not to accept any correspondence from unknown parties," Draco said in a cold tone. "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master," the elf replied, looking a bit surprised.
"Good. Now put Master Harry's gifts away, but do not touch that box," Draco said.

"Draco! Will you please stop ignoring me and tell what was in that box!" Harry said, becoming impatient.

Draco sighed, resting his forehead against Harry's shoulder. "It has a body part in it," he whispered, holding tightly to Harry.

"Oh," Harry muttered, visibly deflating. The box no longer got curious glances, but hateful and disgusted ones.

"I will get dressed and take it over to St. Mungo’s. I think it is related to the case. It is a heart," he said, still shaking.

"Do you have to now? It's Christmas, Draco...”

Draco sighed, "Do you really want to keep that here in the house?"

"Have Beckett put it somewhere else ... or have someone Floo here, just...don't go, Draco," he said softly.

Draco nodded. "Let me put it in my study for now, then," he said.

"Okay...okay, Draco." He sat back on the bed.

Draco put on his robe, then Apparated with the box and left in his study, returning a few minutes later. Beckett had the other gifts cleared by the time Draco returned. The blond dropped his robe and climbed back into bed, pulling Harry to him and shivering.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, running his hand over Draco's chest.

"I think it is related to the case," Draco said quietly. "I think whoever it is wanted us to know they know who we are."

Harry was quiet for a long moment, his eyes blinking rapidly against Draco's chest. "We have to get him," he whispered finally. His arms tightened around Draco. There was no way he was going to let another person he loved get hurt.

"Yes, we do," Draco whispered. "And I want you to be more careful. Maybe let Beckett walk the dog for a while."

"Okay...I...we'll be fine," he said, trying to reassure them both.

Draco didn't say anything aloud, instead he kissed Harry deeply.