A Heart So Ravenous (Sequel to A Love So Belated)
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Chapter 18: Fill Me
Chapter Number/Total: 18/44
Chapter Title: Fill Me
Words: 2405 Words
When Harry stirred from sleep, he knew before he opened his eyes that Draco had changed back. He could feel his larger form next to him, could even hear the difference in the breathing, and when he did open his eyes, he was met with broad shoulders, sharp angles, and a handsome face. It was definitely how Harry preferred him. He pressed a little closer, touching those familiar features with easy fingers. He didn't know what it was, but Draco looked so incredibly peaceful as he slept.
Draco smiled, his lover's touch making him shiver in pleasure. He blinked sleepy grey eyes, trying to focus on him.
Harry rubbed their noses, smiling as well. "There you are," he whispered, pressing their lips together.
Draco kissed him back, then he glanced down at his flat chest and smirked. He felt his cock stir too, so that was good. "Miss me?" he asked, voice still hoarse from sleep.
Harry smirked. "I had something to distract me in your absence," he teased.
Draco's cock twitched again at the memory, but then he frowned. Something felt ... different.
Harry frowned at the frown. "But I do like you better this way," he added quickly.
Draco didn't answer, looking down again and reaching his hand between his legs, touching below his cock. His eyes widened and his heart began pounding.
Harry's frown grew more into one of confusion. "What?" he asked, leaning back.
"Merde'," Draco cursed as he felt those "new" muscles clench in his ... cunt? Fuck. He had a cock but instead of balls ....
"What?" Harry asked again, lifting the blanket to try and see what Draco was looking at, but it was a little too dark to see well.
Draco swallowed. Maybe the potion hadn't completely worn off? Or was this a side effect of his ... condition? He started to breathe faster. He had no idea what to say to Harry.
Harry frowned heavily at Draco's reaction and brought his hand down, his own heart starting to beat a little quicker. He felt Draco's belly button, the hair there where it should be, and then went quickly lower. He touched his cock and sighed. "What?" he asked again, confused.
Draco still hadn't moved his own hand, feeling around the edges, and then, with a sharp breath, he pushed his fingers into the slick opening there. He looked at Harry, opened his mouth to say something, and then closed it again when he couldn't figure out what to say. He withdrew his fingers and slid his hand up, taking Harry's and moving it down.
Harry had expected to feel balls. He did not feel balls. His eyes widened. "What the ...?" he said, looking up into Draco's face. "Why's that there?"
Draco's eyes were still wide and fearful. "Didn't change all the way back," he whispered.
"Why not?" Harry asked, the fear in Draco's face making him feel scared as well.
"Not completely sure," Draco admitted. He had several theories. "Could be taking longer than I thought," he said. But he didn't really think it was that simple. Should he tell Harry the rest? He hadn't planned on telling him for a couple months, just to make sure.
"Well, how long should we wait?" Harry asked, sitting up now. He didn't want to ask if the potion had gone wrong.
Draco shrugged, shaking his head. His arousal had gone with the fear. He sat up and began looking himself over, making sure nothing else had remained ... female. "Do I look the same otherwise?" he asked.
"Yeah," Harry said, examining. He poked his head around to look at Draco's back and all around him.
"I think it may be a side effect of something I used," Draco admitted. "Let's give it time and see what happens."
"Okay ..." Harry said slowly. He frowned. "What did you use?"
Draco debated again whether or not to tell Harry. Would Harry be angry with him later if he didn't tell him now? Or would it be better to wait and not get him worked up about it? He really didn't know the answer to that.
Harry waited, sitting silently with eyes intent on Draco.
"Maybe it will go away," Draco said quietly.
Harry frowned even more at that. "Maybe?" he repeated. "Merlin, Draco, you – you have girl parts! And your balls are gone."
Draco flushed bright red to his ears. He wrapped his arms around his chest defensively.
Harry winced. "Sorry," he said. "I just – Well, it's a little disconcerting. We can wait a bit, and then if you're still not back to normal, maybe we should go to St. Mungo's or something."
Draco shook his head violently. "No, not going," he said, heart hammering now.
"But, Draco," Harry tried to coax, scooting closer. "What if it's something serious?"
Draco knew he was in trouble now. Harry was getting scared. He buried his face in his hands for a moment. Without looking back up, he admitted, "I used two potions."
Harry was seriously nervous now. What was this other potion? "What did it do?" he asked, brows pulled together as he stared.
Draco took a deep breath and raised his eyes to Harry's. "I wanted it to be a surprise. If it worked, I was going to tell you on your birthday," he tried to explain.
"My birthday?" Harry said, trying to think of what Draco could mean. "What are you ... talking ...." His eyes widened hugely and his heart began thumping. Oh, God, Draco didn't mean ...?
"I took a Fertility Potion," Draco said softly.
Harry took in a raspy breath, eyes still wide. "A Fer – A Fertil-tility Potion? Oh, Merlin, you – you're -" He made a very odd face. "You're pregnant?"
Draco nodded, blushing again.
"Right now?" Harry said with that same face, hardly able to process the information.
"I checked earlier, when I went to the loo," Draco said, desperately trying to read Harry's face. Did Harry like the idea? Did it upset him? Draco trembled.
Harry blinked a few times, speechless and dumbfounded. "Is that why you wanted to do the girl thing?" he asked after a full minute. "To get pregnant? That's what it was?"
Draco swallowed. He still couldn’t tell if Harry was angry or not. "I ... I mean, the sex part was part of it ... but ...." He couldn't seem to find the words.
Harry shook his head, still blinking as if he could blink away the fog clouding his mind. "Oh, God," he whispered. "You're pregnant. Is that why you didn't change back all the way?"
"It could be it," Draco said. "I thought ... well, I thought it would just stay inside me when I changed back."
Harry rubbed his face hard, trying to sort through his thoughts. "You're pregnant," he said again. "Why didn't you tell me that was what you were doing?"
"Are you angry?" Draco finally asked, unable to handle not knowing any longer.
Harry brought his hands from his face and met Draco's eyes, but sat and thought for a minute. "I don't know," he said finally. "Not ... angry, but ... why didn't you tell me?" he asked again. He frowned, baffled.
Draco frowned too, worried now. "I ... I didn't know if it would work," he answered.
"That's why you kept it from me?" Harry asked, trying to understand. "I mean, it's – it's so big, it's ...."
Draco felt his heart clench in real fear then. "But ... I thought this is what you wanted?"
"A kid?" Harry said weakly. "Of course – I – I would love a kid – I ... I just ... I mean, did you think I would say no, or ... what? I don't understand why you thought you couldn't tell me."
"I wanted you to have a family. For us to be able ...." Draco trailed off, pulling back from Harry.
"No, love, don't," Harry whispered, reaching for Draco. He let out a soft, amazed-sounding laugh, still so shocked he hardly knew what to do. "Quite a birthday surprise that would have been. That's really why you didn't tell me?"
Draco took Harry's hand, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "I didn't want to disappoint you ... if it didn't work."
Harry shook his head. "You think too much," he whispered, brushing Draco's hair back. "And you did this for me?" he continued. He let out another soft laugh. "This is real?"
Draco's fear eased and he smiled a little now. "I told you," he said. "I said I would do anything for you to have what you want, and you said you wanted a family."
"You are insane," Harry said, pulling Draco tight against himself as his heart started to speed up, because, God, Draco wasn't kidding. "Completely mad."
"Most likely," Draco admitted. "Mad about you," he whispered, holding Harry too.
Harry pulled his face back to look into Draco's, his mouth open in awe. "You have a baby inside you?" he asked. "Our ... our baby?"
"Yes, our baby," Draco said, reaching for Harry's hand again and placing it on his belly.
Harry stroked the skin there, his own hand trembling. He'd never felt such amazement in all his life. "I can't believe you would do this," he whispered. "How is this even possible?"
Draco didn't know if Harry wanted the complicated explanation of how the potion worked, but he figured not. "I made a potion for us, so we could have our own. That's what I have been working on."
"You are amazing," Harry continued to whisper, feeling his eyes sting now. His mouth opened a few more times, but he couldn't even form words anymore to express what he was feeling.
Draco smiled, able to feel better now that he knew Harry was happy. He kept one hand over Harry's on his belly and reached the other to cup his lover's chin. "I love you, Harry," he whispered.
Harry let out a strange, choked laugh, leaning forward to kiss Draco. "I love you," he whispered back, and then kissed him again.
Draco pulled Harry close, kissing him passionately as he drew him back down on the bed.
Harry closed his eyes, sliding his tongue past Draco's lips as he pressed down against him.
Draco shivered in pleasure, both old and new parts of his body responding to Harry.
Harry moved his hand down, stroking Draco's belly and feeling a flutter in his own body. Draco was pregnant. With their baby. He didn't know how it was bloody possible, and wasn't entirely sure whether or not he was having a strange dream. "Oh, I love you so much," he whispered. "I love you more than anything."
Now that is what I need, Draco thought. They would have a child, and his parents would have a grandchild. "More than anything," he agreed.
Harry kissed over Draco's face and along his skin, his cock hardening. He reached down between Draco's legs ... and then he remembered. He stilled. "Can we ... Can we fuck this way?" he asked, confused. "Are you sure it's safe? How exactly is your cock on there?"
Draco laughed. "Feels very attached," he said. "Touch me."
Harry brought his hand back down tentatively, touching what definitely felt like a hard cock. Then he could feel wetness below it and blushed. It was different feeling that while staring into a man's face.
Draco could feel the difference too. His cock still felt the same to him, but he also felt the muscles inside clench, that sense of wanting to be filled there. "I have an idea," he said, voice husky.
"What?" Harry asked, a shiver moving through him at that voice.
"Lie back," Draco said, getting up on his knees.
Harry raised one eyebrow, backing up on his knees before lying down against the mattress.
Draco shivered again as he moved to straddle his lover's hips. He smiled down at him. "I am going to fuck you," he said.
Harry looked down at Draco, between his legs. It looked odd there. There weren't any balls. "How," he said, "are you going to do that while you're sitting where you are?"
Draco reached for Harry's cock and rubbed the head against the wet opening below his own cock.
Harry licked his lips and twitched, watching. Draco's usual opening hadn't been at a high enough angle for him to watch before.
Draco gasped as he slid down over Harry's length, taking it inside himself. His own cock twitched again, but he noticed that as turned on as he was, it still wasn't leaking.
Harry groaned and reached to grasp Draco's hips, eyes still on the strange sight before him. Strange, but oddly ... sexy?
Draco moaned and began to rock, sliding up and down his lover's shaft. His own bobbed as he did.
"Fuck," Harry gasped. "This is... weird, but... fuck... it feels good." He thrust upwards, rotating.
"Touch my cock," Draco gasped, hands resting on Harry's chest as he worked his hips.
Harry brought one hand over, reaching for that protruding flesh and watching Draco's face to see what it would feel like. He closed his hand around it, giving it a stroke.
"Yes, more, yes!" Draco said, shaking as he rode his lover and tried to thrust into his hand.
Harry worked to give it to Draco how he liked it, his hand moving tightly and quickly as he thrust up with feet against the bed.
Draco shuddered, feeling that tension as he drove himself harder and faster. "Close," he gasped.
Harry was close too, panting. "Come for me, Draco," he groaned, expecting that usual white splash on his skin.
Draco's orgasm burst up his spine, making his body shudder, and he threw his head back, crying out. His cunt spasmed around Harry's cock.
Harry arched up, thrusting wildly until he felt the heat in his body seem to leave through his erection, shooting up into Draco as he panted and moaned.
Draco was panting too, but leaned forward to look into Harry's face. "I love having you inside me," he whispered.
Harry smiled and slid his hand over Draco's belly. "Me too," he whispered back.
Draco chuckled happily at the double meaning. "But I'm glad I still have a cock to fuck you with," he added.
"Mmm," Harry hummed. "Me too," he said again.
Chapter Title: Fill Me
Words: 2405 Words
When Harry stirred from sleep, he knew before he opened his eyes that Draco had changed back. He could feel his larger form next to him, could even hear the difference in the breathing, and when he did open his eyes, he was met with broad shoulders, sharp angles, and a handsome face. It was definitely how Harry preferred him. He pressed a little closer, touching those familiar features with easy fingers. He didn't know what it was, but Draco looked so incredibly peaceful as he slept.
Draco smiled, his lover's touch making him shiver in pleasure. He blinked sleepy grey eyes, trying to focus on him.
Harry rubbed their noses, smiling as well. "There you are," he whispered, pressing their lips together.
Draco kissed him back, then he glanced down at his flat chest and smirked. He felt his cock stir too, so that was good. "Miss me?" he asked, voice still hoarse from sleep.
Harry smirked. "I had something to distract me in your absence," he teased.
Draco's cock twitched again at the memory, but then he frowned. Something felt ... different.
Harry frowned at the frown. "But I do like you better this way," he added quickly.
Draco didn't answer, looking down again and reaching his hand between his legs, touching below his cock. His eyes widened and his heart began pounding.
Harry's frown grew more into one of confusion. "What?" he asked, leaning back.
"Merde'," Draco cursed as he felt those "new" muscles clench in his ... cunt? Fuck. He had a cock but instead of balls ....
"What?" Harry asked again, lifting the blanket to try and see what Draco was looking at, but it was a little too dark to see well.
Draco swallowed. Maybe the potion hadn't completely worn off? Or was this a side effect of his ... condition? He started to breathe faster. He had no idea what to say to Harry.
Harry frowned heavily at Draco's reaction and brought his hand down, his own heart starting to beat a little quicker. He felt Draco's belly button, the hair there where it should be, and then went quickly lower. He touched his cock and sighed. "What?" he asked again, confused.
Draco still hadn't moved his own hand, feeling around the edges, and then, with a sharp breath, he pushed his fingers into the slick opening there. He looked at Harry, opened his mouth to say something, and then closed it again when he couldn't figure out what to say. He withdrew his fingers and slid his hand up, taking Harry's and moving it down.
Harry had expected to feel balls. He did not feel balls. His eyes widened. "What the ...?" he said, looking up into Draco's face. "Why's that there?"
Draco's eyes were still wide and fearful. "Didn't change all the way back," he whispered.
"Why not?" Harry asked, the fear in Draco's face making him feel scared as well.
"Not completely sure," Draco admitted. He had several theories. "Could be taking longer than I thought," he said. But he didn't really think it was that simple. Should he tell Harry the rest? He hadn't planned on telling him for a couple months, just to make sure.
"Well, how long should we wait?" Harry asked, sitting up now. He didn't want to ask if the potion had gone wrong.
Draco shrugged, shaking his head. His arousal had gone with the fear. He sat up and began looking himself over, making sure nothing else had remained ... female. "Do I look the same otherwise?" he asked.
"Yeah," Harry said, examining. He poked his head around to look at Draco's back and all around him.
"I think it may be a side effect of something I used," Draco admitted. "Let's give it time and see what happens."
"Okay ..." Harry said slowly. He frowned. "What did you use?"
Draco debated again whether or not to tell Harry. Would Harry be angry with him later if he didn't tell him now? Or would it be better to wait and not get him worked up about it? He really didn't know the answer to that.
Harry waited, sitting silently with eyes intent on Draco.
"Maybe it will go away," Draco said quietly.
Harry frowned even more at that. "Maybe?" he repeated. "Merlin, Draco, you – you have girl parts! And your balls are gone."
Draco flushed bright red to his ears. He wrapped his arms around his chest defensively.
Harry winced. "Sorry," he said. "I just – Well, it's a little disconcerting. We can wait a bit, and then if you're still not back to normal, maybe we should go to St. Mungo's or something."
Draco shook his head violently. "No, not going," he said, heart hammering now.
"But, Draco," Harry tried to coax, scooting closer. "What if it's something serious?"
Draco knew he was in trouble now. Harry was getting scared. He buried his face in his hands for a moment. Without looking back up, he admitted, "I used two potions."
Harry was seriously nervous now. What was this other potion? "What did it do?" he asked, brows pulled together as he stared.
Draco took a deep breath and raised his eyes to Harry's. "I wanted it to be a surprise. If it worked, I was going to tell you on your birthday," he tried to explain.
"My birthday?" Harry said, trying to think of what Draco could mean. "What are you ... talking ...." His eyes widened hugely and his heart began thumping. Oh, God, Draco didn't mean ...?
"I took a Fertility Potion," Draco said softly.
Harry took in a raspy breath, eyes still wide. "A Fer – A Fertil-tility Potion? Oh, Merlin, you – you're -" He made a very odd face. "You're pregnant?"
Draco nodded, blushing again.
"Right now?" Harry said with that same face, hardly able to process the information.
"I checked earlier, when I went to the loo," Draco said, desperately trying to read Harry's face. Did Harry like the idea? Did it upset him? Draco trembled.
Harry blinked a few times, speechless and dumbfounded. "Is that why you wanted to do the girl thing?" he asked after a full minute. "To get pregnant? That's what it was?"
Draco swallowed. He still couldn’t tell if Harry was angry or not. "I ... I mean, the sex part was part of it ... but ...." He couldn't seem to find the words.
Harry shook his head, still blinking as if he could blink away the fog clouding his mind. "Oh, God," he whispered. "You're pregnant. Is that why you didn't change back all the way?"
"It could be it," Draco said. "I thought ... well, I thought it would just stay inside me when I changed back."
Harry rubbed his face hard, trying to sort through his thoughts. "You're pregnant," he said again. "Why didn't you tell me that was what you were doing?"
"Are you angry?" Draco finally asked, unable to handle not knowing any longer.
Harry brought his hands from his face and met Draco's eyes, but sat and thought for a minute. "I don't know," he said finally. "Not ... angry, but ... why didn't you tell me?" he asked again. He frowned, baffled.
Draco frowned too, worried now. "I ... I didn't know if it would work," he answered.
"That's why you kept it from me?" Harry asked, trying to understand. "I mean, it's – it's so big, it's ...."
Draco felt his heart clench in real fear then. "But ... I thought this is what you wanted?"
"A kid?" Harry said weakly. "Of course – I – I would love a kid – I ... I just ... I mean, did you think I would say no, or ... what? I don't understand why you thought you couldn't tell me."
"I wanted you to have a family. For us to be able ...." Draco trailed off, pulling back from Harry.
"No, love, don't," Harry whispered, reaching for Draco. He let out a soft, amazed-sounding laugh, still so shocked he hardly knew what to do. "Quite a birthday surprise that would have been. That's really why you didn't tell me?"
Draco took Harry's hand, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "I didn't want to disappoint you ... if it didn't work."
Harry shook his head. "You think too much," he whispered, brushing Draco's hair back. "And you did this for me?" he continued. He let out another soft laugh. "This is real?"
Draco's fear eased and he smiled a little now. "I told you," he said. "I said I would do anything for you to have what you want, and you said you wanted a family."
"You are insane," Harry said, pulling Draco tight against himself as his heart started to speed up, because, God, Draco wasn't kidding. "Completely mad."
"Most likely," Draco admitted. "Mad about you," he whispered, holding Harry too.
Harry pulled his face back to look into Draco's, his mouth open in awe. "You have a baby inside you?" he asked. "Our ... our baby?"
"Yes, our baby," Draco said, reaching for Harry's hand again and placing it on his belly.
Harry stroked the skin there, his own hand trembling. He'd never felt such amazement in all his life. "I can't believe you would do this," he whispered. "How is this even possible?"
Draco didn't know if Harry wanted the complicated explanation of how the potion worked, but he figured not. "I made a potion for us, so we could have our own. That's what I have been working on."
"You are amazing," Harry continued to whisper, feeling his eyes sting now. His mouth opened a few more times, but he couldn't even form words anymore to express what he was feeling.
Draco smiled, able to feel better now that he knew Harry was happy. He kept one hand over Harry's on his belly and reached the other to cup his lover's chin. "I love you, Harry," he whispered.
Harry let out a strange, choked laugh, leaning forward to kiss Draco. "I love you," he whispered back, and then kissed him again.
Draco pulled Harry close, kissing him passionately as he drew him back down on the bed.
Harry closed his eyes, sliding his tongue past Draco's lips as he pressed down against him.
Draco shivered in pleasure, both old and new parts of his body responding to Harry.
Harry moved his hand down, stroking Draco's belly and feeling a flutter in his own body. Draco was pregnant. With their baby. He didn't know how it was bloody possible, and wasn't entirely sure whether or not he was having a strange dream. "Oh, I love you so much," he whispered. "I love you more than anything."
Now that is what I need, Draco thought. They would have a child, and his parents would have a grandchild. "More than anything," he agreed.
Harry kissed over Draco's face and along his skin, his cock hardening. He reached down between Draco's legs ... and then he remembered. He stilled. "Can we ... Can we fuck this way?" he asked, confused. "Are you sure it's safe? How exactly is your cock on there?"
Draco laughed. "Feels very attached," he said. "Touch me."
Harry brought his hand back down tentatively, touching what definitely felt like a hard cock. Then he could feel wetness below it and blushed. It was different feeling that while staring into a man's face.
Draco could feel the difference too. His cock still felt the same to him, but he also felt the muscles inside clench, that sense of wanting to be filled there. "I have an idea," he said, voice husky.
"What?" Harry asked, a shiver moving through him at that voice.
"Lie back," Draco said, getting up on his knees.
Harry raised one eyebrow, backing up on his knees before lying down against the mattress.
Draco shivered again as he moved to straddle his lover's hips. He smiled down at him. "I am going to fuck you," he said.
Harry looked down at Draco, between his legs. It looked odd there. There weren't any balls. "How," he said, "are you going to do that while you're sitting where you are?"
Draco reached for Harry's cock and rubbed the head against the wet opening below his own cock.
Harry licked his lips and twitched, watching. Draco's usual opening hadn't been at a high enough angle for him to watch before.
Draco gasped as he slid down over Harry's length, taking it inside himself. His own cock twitched again, but he noticed that as turned on as he was, it still wasn't leaking.
Harry groaned and reached to grasp Draco's hips, eyes still on the strange sight before him. Strange, but oddly ... sexy?
Draco moaned and began to rock, sliding up and down his lover's shaft. His own bobbed as he did.
"Fuck," Harry gasped. "This is... weird, but... fuck... it feels good." He thrust upwards, rotating.
"Touch my cock," Draco gasped, hands resting on Harry's chest as he worked his hips.
Harry brought one hand over, reaching for that protruding flesh and watching Draco's face to see what it would feel like. He closed his hand around it, giving it a stroke.
"Yes, more, yes!" Draco said, shaking as he rode his lover and tried to thrust into his hand.
Harry worked to give it to Draco how he liked it, his hand moving tightly and quickly as he thrust up with feet against the bed.
Draco shuddered, feeling that tension as he drove himself harder and faster. "Close," he gasped.
Harry was close too, panting. "Come for me, Draco," he groaned, expecting that usual white splash on his skin.
Draco's orgasm burst up his spine, making his body shudder, and he threw his head back, crying out. His cunt spasmed around Harry's cock.
Harry arched up, thrusting wildly until he felt the heat in his body seem to leave through his erection, shooting up into Draco as he panted and moaned.
Draco was panting too, but leaned forward to look into Harry's face. "I love having you inside me," he whispered.
Harry smiled and slid his hand over Draco's belly. "Me too," he whispered back.
Draco chuckled happily at the double meaning. "But I'm glad I still have a cock to fuck you with," he added.
"Mmm," Harry hummed. "Me too," he said again.