With A Dragon's Heart
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
34
Views:
21,814
Reviews:
75
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
CHAPTER TWENTY: The Moment of Truth
CHAPTER TWENTY: The Moment of Truth
“W-wha..?”
“Shh,” Draco whispered as he stroked the side of Harry’s face. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you.”
Harry opened his mouth to protest, but Draco silenced him again with a soft kiss.
~*~*~*~*~
Harry was blinking furiously behind his glasses but still couldn’t see the boy that was an inch away kissing him. He gently placed his palms on Draco\'s shoulders and eased him back.
Looking flushed and confused, Draco said, “What’s wrong?”
Harry’s eyes moved about the room, looking everywhere but into the grey eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Draco repeated, this time firmer.
The boy blushed and looked down. His lower lip quivered slightly as he shook his head. The blond lifted his chin with a finger and Harry still wouldn\'t look at him.
“Did I do something wrong?” Draco asked timidly.
Harry shot his head up higher and almost hit Draco in the nose. Fortunately, he had great reflexes.
“No!”
Draco arched an eyebrow in confusion. “Well? Tell me then.”
“It’s just... well, it’s what you said. I mean...” Harry stopped and looked away.
Draco\'s eyes narrowed. “Yes ...?”
Barely a whisper, “You said you need me.”
The Slytherin’s face beamed with relief. “THAT’S what this is all about?”
The quiet boy nodded as he peered through his fringe.
“Harry Potter.” Draco started while shaking his head.
Harry adverted his eyes and continued. “They… he said that all the time.”
The blond’s face went pale. “Oh. I’m... I’m…” A thousand thoughts crossed his mind. Suddenly, he spoke without thinking. “I’m not them, Harry. I’m not HIM. He only wanted you for his own sick and perverted reasons. That’s not what I want. I want *you*. I want *you* to want *me*.”
Harry looked slightly confused. “But you said you needed me. You want to own me,” Harry said flatly.
“I need you, Potter. And you need me. Who else would ever need you the way I do?”
Draco\'s eyes widened and searched the dark green eyes. “That’s not needing someone, Harry,” he said softly. “That’s using someone.” He paused then he held Harry’s face in his hands. He kissed him gently. “When I said I need you, I mean I love you, Harry. I love the way you move under my touch. The way you tremble. The way you trust me. I need that. I need to be loved,” he whispered and fell limply into Harry’s arms.
Harry cuddled him like he would a scared little child. Draco held on tight and Harry barely heard him as he spoke into his chest.
“You make me feel like a real person. Not a … not a…” Draco softly sniffed.
“Shh. It’s all right, Draco,” he said. The boy began stroking his silky blond hair and caressing his shaking back.
“You *are* a real person. Granted, a needful, vain, conceited person, but a person nonetheless.”
Draco snorted with a hint of amusement. “Thanks.”
Harry kissed the top of his head. “Anytime.”
The Gryffindor pulled him up and gave him a warm smile. Draco’s mouth held a small smirk and an arched eyebrow.
“Just so you know, Potter, you’ll pay for that.”
“I know doubt I will.”
There was a brief silence before Harry slid his hand behind Draco\'s neck and bent him down to kiss him. His lips were warm and resilient. Draco immediately plunged in his tongue to search for the other. Harry gasped and his left hand pressed into the small of the Slytherin’s back. Both moaned as their hardness met. Draco began rocking his hips, providing them a small but firm friction.
“Oh gods.”
Neither one knew who said it, but each thought it. Draco’s fingers reached down and feathered underneath Harry’s erection. He enclosed his hand around it and ran his thumb up to the tip. Harry’s legs tightened and raised his hips in response. Draco tilted the tanned boy’s neck and pulled the skin into his mouth causing Harry to clutch the armrests once again.
“Draco,” he breathed.
Draco’s other hand pried one of his hands free and guided it between him legs. Harry’s muscles tensed as he felt the tight opening of the blond’s. Draco mumbled, “Lubricant” and it was coated with slick oil. He nudged Harry’s forefinger, urging it to enter. The raven-haired boy hesitated but Draco nodded into his neck. Harry complied by inching his way in. Draco threw his head back and grabbed Harry’s shoulders.
“Yes!” he hissed.
Harry watched in astonishment at the boy’s twisted face. He wasn\'t exactly sure what to do, but he took a chance by slowly withdrawing and pushed it in again. Draco\'s knees squeezed Harry’s hips and he lifted himself up and thrusted back down.
“More,” Draco pleaded.
Harry added another finger and then another. Draco pumped up and down, matching his strokes on Harry’s erection. His muscled froze as Draco sat up, removing the fingers and positioned Harry’s cock outside his ring.
“Wait…wait. I….”
But it was too late. The blond eased down and the tip was embedded. Harry inhaled sharply and clutched Draco\'s hips. His eyes widened in shock and he bit his lower lip as Draco lowered himself down on his shaft. Never had he felt something so instense as this. Harry’s body jerked, and his hips thrust frantically of their own accord. Gods, this was incredible. Draco found himself lost in all of the sensations and began kissing Harry fiercely. They rocked in time with one another with each savage penetration. Harry’s breathing hitching noticeably, indicating he was on the verge of an orgasm.
Draco was also nearing one and his heartbeat was pounding hard in his chest. Pulling his body flush against Harry, Draco\'s ass clenched and released with every wave of his climax, yelling Harry’s name as he sprayed his seed across the boy’s chest. A breath away, Harry tightened his arms around the blond, threw his head back and cried out something incoherent as he exploded deep within the boy. They held on to each other, shaking in their warm embrace as they came down from their exhilarated high. Draco\'s head snuggled into the Gryffindor’s shoulder for a moment then his hungry lips fastened onto his neck. Harry tilted his head down to rest upon Draco\'s and gently rubbed his hand up and down his wet, slick spine.
“Draco?” Harry said raggidly.
“Hmm?”
“Will you help me?”
Draco fluttered his eyes open, his lashes brushing against Harry’s skin.
“I mean, will you…can you protect me?” he asked quietly.
Draco gradually sat up and looked at him through the blonde strands resting on his brow.
He smiled softly and whispered, “Yes, Harry. I will. I promise.” Harry’s face softened and Draco added sincerely, “We both will.”
Harry pulled Draco down for another kiss.
~*~*~*~*~
From the other room, Snape’s head jerked up as he heard the scream of Potter’s given name. He sighed in relief and rolled over, finally able to sleep soundly.
“Thanks, Potter,” he mumbled reluctantly.
~*~*~*~*~
“W-wha..?”
“Shh,” Draco whispered as he stroked the side of Harry’s face. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you.”
Harry opened his mouth to protest, but Draco silenced him again with a soft kiss.
~*~*~*~*~
Harry was blinking furiously behind his glasses but still couldn’t see the boy that was an inch away kissing him. He gently placed his palms on Draco\'s shoulders and eased him back.
Looking flushed and confused, Draco said, “What’s wrong?”
Harry’s eyes moved about the room, looking everywhere but into the grey eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Draco repeated, this time firmer.
The boy blushed and looked down. His lower lip quivered slightly as he shook his head. The blond lifted his chin with a finger and Harry still wouldn\'t look at him.
“Did I do something wrong?” Draco asked timidly.
Harry shot his head up higher and almost hit Draco in the nose. Fortunately, he had great reflexes.
“No!”
Draco arched an eyebrow in confusion. “Well? Tell me then.”
“It’s just... well, it’s what you said. I mean...” Harry stopped and looked away.
Draco\'s eyes narrowed. “Yes ...?”
Barely a whisper, “You said you need me.”
The Slytherin’s face beamed with relief. “THAT’S what this is all about?”
The quiet boy nodded as he peered through his fringe.
“Harry Potter.” Draco started while shaking his head.
Harry adverted his eyes and continued. “They… he said that all the time.”
The blond’s face went pale. “Oh. I’m... I’m…” A thousand thoughts crossed his mind. Suddenly, he spoke without thinking. “I’m not them, Harry. I’m not HIM. He only wanted you for his own sick and perverted reasons. That’s not what I want. I want *you*. I want *you* to want *me*.”
Harry looked slightly confused. “But you said you needed me. You want to own me,” Harry said flatly.
“I need you, Potter. And you need me. Who else would ever need you the way I do?”
Draco\'s eyes widened and searched the dark green eyes. “That’s not needing someone, Harry,” he said softly. “That’s using someone.” He paused then he held Harry’s face in his hands. He kissed him gently. “When I said I need you, I mean I love you, Harry. I love the way you move under my touch. The way you tremble. The way you trust me. I need that. I need to be loved,” he whispered and fell limply into Harry’s arms.
Harry cuddled him like he would a scared little child. Draco held on tight and Harry barely heard him as he spoke into his chest.
“You make me feel like a real person. Not a … not a…” Draco softly sniffed.
“Shh. It’s all right, Draco,” he said. The boy began stroking his silky blond hair and caressing his shaking back.
“You *are* a real person. Granted, a needful, vain, conceited person, but a person nonetheless.”
Draco snorted with a hint of amusement. “Thanks.”
Harry kissed the top of his head. “Anytime.”
The Gryffindor pulled him up and gave him a warm smile. Draco’s mouth held a small smirk and an arched eyebrow.
“Just so you know, Potter, you’ll pay for that.”
“I know doubt I will.”
There was a brief silence before Harry slid his hand behind Draco\'s neck and bent him down to kiss him. His lips were warm and resilient. Draco immediately plunged in his tongue to search for the other. Harry gasped and his left hand pressed into the small of the Slytherin’s back. Both moaned as their hardness met. Draco began rocking his hips, providing them a small but firm friction.
“Oh gods.”
Neither one knew who said it, but each thought it. Draco’s fingers reached down and feathered underneath Harry’s erection. He enclosed his hand around it and ran his thumb up to the tip. Harry’s legs tightened and raised his hips in response. Draco tilted the tanned boy’s neck and pulled the skin into his mouth causing Harry to clutch the armrests once again.
“Draco,” he breathed.
Draco’s other hand pried one of his hands free and guided it between him legs. Harry’s muscles tensed as he felt the tight opening of the blond’s. Draco mumbled, “Lubricant” and it was coated with slick oil. He nudged Harry’s forefinger, urging it to enter. The raven-haired boy hesitated but Draco nodded into his neck. Harry complied by inching his way in. Draco threw his head back and grabbed Harry’s shoulders.
“Yes!” he hissed.
Harry watched in astonishment at the boy’s twisted face. He wasn\'t exactly sure what to do, but he took a chance by slowly withdrawing and pushed it in again. Draco\'s knees squeezed Harry’s hips and he lifted himself up and thrusted back down.
“More,” Draco pleaded.
Harry added another finger and then another. Draco pumped up and down, matching his strokes on Harry’s erection. His muscled froze as Draco sat up, removing the fingers and positioned Harry’s cock outside his ring.
“Wait…wait. I….”
But it was too late. The blond eased down and the tip was embedded. Harry inhaled sharply and clutched Draco\'s hips. His eyes widened in shock and he bit his lower lip as Draco lowered himself down on his shaft. Never had he felt something so instense as this. Harry’s body jerked, and his hips thrust frantically of their own accord. Gods, this was incredible. Draco found himself lost in all of the sensations and began kissing Harry fiercely. They rocked in time with one another with each savage penetration. Harry’s breathing hitching noticeably, indicating he was on the verge of an orgasm.
Draco was also nearing one and his heartbeat was pounding hard in his chest. Pulling his body flush against Harry, Draco\'s ass clenched and released with every wave of his climax, yelling Harry’s name as he sprayed his seed across the boy’s chest. A breath away, Harry tightened his arms around the blond, threw his head back and cried out something incoherent as he exploded deep within the boy. They held on to each other, shaking in their warm embrace as they came down from their exhilarated high. Draco\'s head snuggled into the Gryffindor’s shoulder for a moment then his hungry lips fastened onto his neck. Harry tilted his head down to rest upon Draco\'s and gently rubbed his hand up and down his wet, slick spine.
“Draco?” Harry said raggidly.
“Hmm?”
“Will you help me?”
Draco fluttered his eyes open, his lashes brushing against Harry’s skin.
“I mean, will you…can you protect me?” he asked quietly.
Draco gradually sat up and looked at him through the blonde strands resting on his brow.
He smiled softly and whispered, “Yes, Harry. I will. I promise.” Harry’s face softened and Draco added sincerely, “We both will.”
Harry pulled Draco down for another kiss.
~*~*~*~*~
From the other room, Snape’s head jerked up as he heard the scream of Potter’s given name. He sighed in relief and rolled over, finally able to sleep soundly.
“Thanks, Potter,” he mumbled reluctantly.
~*~*~*~*~