Fallen Star (Sequel to Shooting Star) COMPLETE
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More Than Planned
Chapter Number/Total: 21/32
Chapter Title: More Than Planned
Words: 2487 Words
Harry settled down on top of Mark as they kissed, noticing that everything had taken on a new meaning. This obviously wasn't just sex for Mark, and Harry was fine with that. Mark moaned into Harry's mouth, thrusting up against Harry as he did.
Draco lay beside them, watching and gently playing with himself as he did. It felt very different than watching Harry with Ally. He wasn’t jealous of the women. He wondered if that was because they had each other already and were clearly just friends they had sex with. Mark, on the other hand, had always wanted more from Harry. Draco reached his other hand to caress along Harry's back, fingers working their way along his spine and down to the rounded curve of his arse.
Harry thrust against Mark's cock, arching as he felt Draco's fingers trailing down his back. Harry pulled back after a moment to pant against Mark's lips, nudging his nose against Mark's. "You kiss nicely ..."
"You feel great, Harlan," Mark gasped, bucking up against Harry again.
"You, too," Harry moaned, his cheeks flushed as he glanced back to look at Draco.
Draco smiled at Harry, nodding. "Do you want him to suck you, Harlan?" Draco asked, smirking. "I bet he would."
Harry blushed harder, glancing down at Mark. "Would you want to?" he asked quietly, thrusting against him again.
"Yes, I would," Mark answered eagerly.
Harry slowly rolled off of him and laid down on the bed, looking at him. "I'm not going to stop you."
Mark glanced again at Draco, clearly not quite believing the blond would let him. Whatever he saw in Draco's face seemed to encourage him because he climbed between Harry's legs and reached to hold Harry's cock in his hand. "You have no idea how many times I have thought about doing this," he said, then leant down and sucked the head into his mouth.
Harry groaned softly, reaching to slide his fingers into Mark's curly hair. "So good," he gasped, trying not to thrust up into his mouth just yet.
Mark sucked and licked. He wasn't as skilled as Draco, but he was enthusiastic, moaning around Harry's cock as he did.
Draco also realised that watching Harry with Mark was more exciting to him than with the women. He wasn’t sure why yet, but he decided to push it further and see. He moved closer, reaching long fingers out to trail over Harry's belly and up to his chest, pinching a nipple. He leant in and whispered in Harry's ear. "Want to fuck him while I fuck you?"
Harry's eyes opened with another moan, biting his lip gently. Just the thought made him shudder, his fingers tightening in Mark's hair. "Please," he whispered.
"Mark?" Draco asked, and the man slowed up enough to look at him. "Would you like Harry to fuck you?"
The brunette's eyes grew wide again and he released Harry's cock. "Hell, yes," he said, looking down at Harry. "Do you want to?"
Harry nodded, surprised by Mark’s enthusiasm. "Only man I’ve been with is Draco, but ... I want to, Mark."
Mark's blinked in surprise. "Only him?" he asked. "I mean, are you sure?" He asked the last question, looking between the two of them in a way that made it clear he was asking both.
"I'm sure," Harry said, smiling at him. "Please? I only said that to let you know ... I might not be the best you've had ..."
Draco nodded. "I am sure," he said, surprised that it was true.
Mark quickly kissed Draco and then leant over and kissed Harry too. "How do you want me?" he asked, eager and delighted.
Harry thought about Draco wanting to fuck him at the same time. "Uhm ... On your back," he answered, shifting to give him more room.
Mark moved to lie down between them again, looking up with a smile at Draco.
Harry got up and moved in between Mark's legs, just watching the man for a moment. "Do you have lube?" he asked, running his hands down Mark's sides.
Draco had already taken the lube out of his own pocket, since he had taken to carrying it at all times. He squeezed some into his palm and held it open for Harry.
"Oh, thanks," Harry said, taking some of the lube from Draco’s hand. He reached down and gently pressed a finger against Mark's entrance, his other hand wrapping around his cock.
Draco rubbed the lube between his fingers, spreading some on his own cock as he watched Harry and Mark. Thinking about the three of them together had him so aroused that he moaned when he touched himself.
Mark face was rapturous as he looked up at Harry and spread his legs wider. He trembled when Harry touched him again. "Oh, fuck yes," he babbled.
Harry watched Mark's face as he slid the finger inside him, his reactions making his own cock twitch. "God," he whispered, stroking Mark as he slowly fucked him with the finger before adding a second. He waited for Draco's touch as he worked, wanting to be filled as he fucked Mark.
Draco watched the other men, his own heart speeding up. This was it. He was watching his lover, his Harry, fuck another man. "I want to see it," he whispered.
Harry wasn't sure what Draco was talking about as he gently stretched Mark. "How's it feel, Mark?" Harry asked, leaning over him to quickly kiss him.
"Wonderful," Mark gasped. “Don't stop. I want you to fuck me," the man insisted.
Harry had never seen Mark like this, and he never thought he would. But here Mark was, begging for him. "I won't stop," Harry said softly, sliding a third finger inside on the next thrust of his hand.
"More, now," Mark encouraged, hands gripping the covers of the bed.
Draco watched in fascination, still stroking his own leaking cock. Harry was gentle and thorough, and Draco wondered if he had learnt it with him or if it was just the way Harry would be with anyone he cared about.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, even as he slowly pulled his fingers out and reached for the lube to squeeze more into his hand and stroke himself.
"Yes, very sure," Mark insisted.
Draco reached forward, covering Harry's hand with his own and sliding it over Harry's cock as well.
Harry licked his lips, letting Draco move his hand for a bit before he moved up to position himself, his cock pressed against Mark's entrance. "Tell me again," Harry whispered, not thrusting inside yet.
"Please, Harlan. Fuck me," Mark said, eyes shining with need as he looked up at Harry.
"Call me Harry," he gasped as he began to push inside, his eyes fluttering closed.
"Har-ryyyy!" Mark moaned as Harry slid inside him. Draco gasped, watching his lover's cock penetrate Mark.
Harry whimpered softly as he gripped the sheets on both sides of Mark, slowly pushing inside of him. "So tight ..."
Draco eyes were wide, listening to Harry take control with Mark. With Draco, it was always Harry who begged. Now Draco watched every inch of his lover's cock disappear inside Mark, licking his lips as he did. It was hot and disturbing and made him shiver. He reached his own hand now, sliding slick fingers down the cleft of Harry's arse.
Harry jerked inside Mark when he felt the fingers, another moan escaping him. "Oh, Merlin," he whispered, brushing his lips over Mark's.
Draco was still watching Harry's cock pushing into Mark as his fingers pressed into Harry.
Harry couldn't help but stay still as he felt Draco's fingers slip inside him. He panted softly, resting his forehead on Draco's shoulder.
"Harry," Mark gasped, "fuck me, please." Mark's hands came up now to touch him, caressing his shoulders and back.
Draco quickly added a second, and then a third, finger inside of Harry, twisting and stretching. His own cock twitched in anticipation.
Harry swallowed, nodding as he jerked again. "He's ... fucking me, too," he whispered, hoping Mark would understand why he couldn't concentrate.
Mark glanced to where Draco was still lying beside them and the blond smiled wickedly up at him. "Yes, I am going to fuck him too," he told Mark, and then got up and moved back. "Stay inside him and open your legs for me, baby," he told Harry.
Harry opened his legs as wide as he could while still inside Mark, taking a few deep breaths. He could feel his cock pulse inside Mark as Draco moved.
Draco knelt between their legs without removing his fingers inside Harry. Once there, he slid his fingers out and positioned his cock. "Now we fuck," he said, thrusting forward quickly.
Harry cried out, his eyes squeezed shut, the force of Draco's thrust pushing Harry deeper into Mark. The two feelings together were unbelievable.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Draco growled, holding Harry's hips. "Fucking you both!" He pulled back and then thrust forward again; loving the knowledge that each thrust pushed Harry deeper into Mark.
Mark moaned, fingers digging into Harry's shoulders.
Harry wanted to move, he wanted to fuck Mark, but every time Draco thrust inside him he touched that spot, sending a spark of pleasure through to his cock as it was pushed inside Mark. It was bordering on too much.
Draco began to pull Harry's hips back a little each time he withdrew and then used their weight to thrust forward so that Harry was fucked and fucking Mark with Draco's thrusts. Mark lay gasping and moaning under Harry, apparently quite enjoying the experience.
Harry leant in to kiss Mark's lips and everywhere else that he could reach. "You feel good," he moaned into his ear, beginning to pull at the sheets.
"Yes, fuck yes, Harry," Mark answered, kissing him back and arching into everyone of Draco's thrusts so that Harry was pressed between the two men each time.
"I can't," Harry yelled suddenly, trembling harshly in between them. "Too much ... fuck ..."
Draco froze and then pulled quickly from his lover's body, wrapping his arms around him. "Harry, what's wrong?" he asked, worried that he had pushed him too far.
"No, don't stop," Harry said quickly, breathing hard. "It's just ... with you inside me and me inside him ..." He shuddered, swallowing. "I can't last much longer ..."
Draco was trembling with both desire held in check and the fear that he had hurt Harry. "You sure?" he asked.
Harry could tell he had scared him. "I'm fine," he whispered. "Keep going ..."
Draco nodded, repositioning himself and pushing back inside Harry with a moan.
Mark had been blinking in confusion at the interruption but his eyes fluttered closed again as he felt the renewed thrusts. "Close," he gasped.
"Me too," Harry groaned, rocking into Mark and then back onto Draco's cock. "This is the best ..."
"Yes, oh, fuck yes," Draco agreed as he sank into the rhythm again, flexing his hips for each thrust and feeling the shock up his spine. Several thrusts later, Mark's mouth opened in a long moan as he came, and Draco leant into Harry, whispering against his ear. "Come for me, baby," he managed before moaning and slamming hard into his lover, filling him.
Harry came hard on the last thrust, crying out as he jerked inside Mark. "Ohh, God," he whimpered again, his face pressed against Mark's chest as he panted.
Draco managed to hold himself up, hands on the bed on either side, cock still buried inside Harry as he panted, sweat dripping on Harry's back. "Fantastic," he gasped.
Harry nodded slowly, pressing a small kiss to Mark's chest. While Draco had managed to hold himself, Harry hadn't. He was lying on top of Mark as he caught his breath. "Sorry if I'm too heavy," he mumbled.
"Feels wonderful," Mark whispered, eyes still closed and hands still clutching Harry. Draco kissed Harry's back and then, after a few deep breaths, pulled out and lay down beside the other two men.
Harry slipped out of Mark, but didn't move off of him, not sure he could. He turned his head and looked at Draco, smiling sleepily. "We should do that again."
Draco chuckled. "Need time to rest first," he quipped.
Harry blushed, rubbing his cheek against Mark's chest fondly. "I know that ..."
Mark smiled dreamily up at Harry and then at Draco. "More than just this one time?" he asked hopefully.
"That sounds nice," Harry murmured with a smile, relaxing.
Draco rolled onto his side and reached a hand to stroke Harry's sweaty hair from his face, smiling at both men.
"I could sleep like this," Harry commented, shifting a little on top of Mark. "Do we have work tomorrow?"
"I’m supposed to work tonight," Mark said, sounding disappointed.
"Oh, right." Harry pouted, considering not going for one day, but deciding against it. "You could always come home with us later. If that's okay with Draco."
Draco frowned, not yet sure how he felt about that. He needed time to think about this experience before he decided what it meant to him.
Mark saw the frown. "It's okay, I don't want to get in the way," he said.
"We'll see you at work anyway," Harry said once he saw Draco's frown. He didn't want to upset him after everything they just did.
"Roll into the middle," Draco said.
Harry was comfortable and warm, but he rolled over in between them, pressing a kiss to Draco's cheek.
Draco smiled down at him. "So you liked that I take it?" he asked.
"I loved it," Harry said with a grin.
"I thought for a minute that that it was too much like ... well, like before," Draco said, still worried.
"No," Harry murmured, remembering what he was talking about. He shivered and closed his eyes. "It wasn't like that."
"Good," Draco said, stroking his face. He had done this to give Harry the chance to top. He didn’t want the experience marred by their past.
Mark watched, his face serious. "Bad things happened to you two before you left there," he said. "I can see it in your eyes sometimes."
Harry opened his eyes and nodded slowly. "Very bad things," he whispered. "But I'm happy here. I'm glad we left."
Draco looked past Harry, his eyes meeting Mark’s. His grey eyes were intense and his expression serious. "I said I would do whatever it takes to protect you," he said to Harry as he did.
Mark nodded, understanding the warning. "So we have a couple hours until I need to leave for work. Do you want to finish that drawing?"
"All right," Harry agreed, looking between the two of them. He felt even safer than usual. "I promise I'll stay still this time."
"That I will believe when I see it," Draco smirked.
Chapter Title: More Than Planned
Words: 2487 Words
Harry settled down on top of Mark as they kissed, noticing that everything had taken on a new meaning. This obviously wasn't just sex for Mark, and Harry was fine with that. Mark moaned into Harry's mouth, thrusting up against Harry as he did.
Draco lay beside them, watching and gently playing with himself as he did. It felt very different than watching Harry with Ally. He wasn’t jealous of the women. He wondered if that was because they had each other already and were clearly just friends they had sex with. Mark, on the other hand, had always wanted more from Harry. Draco reached his other hand to caress along Harry's back, fingers working their way along his spine and down to the rounded curve of his arse.
Harry thrust against Mark's cock, arching as he felt Draco's fingers trailing down his back. Harry pulled back after a moment to pant against Mark's lips, nudging his nose against Mark's. "You kiss nicely ..."
"You feel great, Harlan," Mark gasped, bucking up against Harry again.
"You, too," Harry moaned, his cheeks flushed as he glanced back to look at Draco.
Draco smiled at Harry, nodding. "Do you want him to suck you, Harlan?" Draco asked, smirking. "I bet he would."
Harry blushed harder, glancing down at Mark. "Would you want to?" he asked quietly, thrusting against him again.
"Yes, I would," Mark answered eagerly.
Harry slowly rolled off of him and laid down on the bed, looking at him. "I'm not going to stop you."
Mark glanced again at Draco, clearly not quite believing the blond would let him. Whatever he saw in Draco's face seemed to encourage him because he climbed between Harry's legs and reached to hold Harry's cock in his hand. "You have no idea how many times I have thought about doing this," he said, then leant down and sucked the head into his mouth.
Harry groaned softly, reaching to slide his fingers into Mark's curly hair. "So good," he gasped, trying not to thrust up into his mouth just yet.
Mark sucked and licked. He wasn't as skilled as Draco, but he was enthusiastic, moaning around Harry's cock as he did.
Draco also realised that watching Harry with Mark was more exciting to him than with the women. He wasn’t sure why yet, but he decided to push it further and see. He moved closer, reaching long fingers out to trail over Harry's belly and up to his chest, pinching a nipple. He leant in and whispered in Harry's ear. "Want to fuck him while I fuck you?"
Harry's eyes opened with another moan, biting his lip gently. Just the thought made him shudder, his fingers tightening in Mark's hair. "Please," he whispered.
"Mark?" Draco asked, and the man slowed up enough to look at him. "Would you like Harry to fuck you?"
The brunette's eyes grew wide again and he released Harry's cock. "Hell, yes," he said, looking down at Harry. "Do you want to?"
Harry nodded, surprised by Mark’s enthusiasm. "Only man I’ve been with is Draco, but ... I want to, Mark."
Mark's blinked in surprise. "Only him?" he asked. "I mean, are you sure?" He asked the last question, looking between the two of them in a way that made it clear he was asking both.
"I'm sure," Harry said, smiling at him. "Please? I only said that to let you know ... I might not be the best you've had ..."
Draco nodded. "I am sure," he said, surprised that it was true.
Mark quickly kissed Draco and then leant over and kissed Harry too. "How do you want me?" he asked, eager and delighted.
Harry thought about Draco wanting to fuck him at the same time. "Uhm ... On your back," he answered, shifting to give him more room.
Mark moved to lie down between them again, looking up with a smile at Draco.
Harry got up and moved in between Mark's legs, just watching the man for a moment. "Do you have lube?" he asked, running his hands down Mark's sides.
Draco had already taken the lube out of his own pocket, since he had taken to carrying it at all times. He squeezed some into his palm and held it open for Harry.
"Oh, thanks," Harry said, taking some of the lube from Draco’s hand. He reached down and gently pressed a finger against Mark's entrance, his other hand wrapping around his cock.
Draco rubbed the lube between his fingers, spreading some on his own cock as he watched Harry and Mark. Thinking about the three of them together had him so aroused that he moaned when he touched himself.
Mark face was rapturous as he looked up at Harry and spread his legs wider. He trembled when Harry touched him again. "Oh, fuck yes," he babbled.
Harry watched Mark's face as he slid the finger inside him, his reactions making his own cock twitch. "God," he whispered, stroking Mark as he slowly fucked him with the finger before adding a second. He waited for Draco's touch as he worked, wanting to be filled as he fucked Mark.
Draco watched the other men, his own heart speeding up. This was it. He was watching his lover, his Harry, fuck another man. "I want to see it," he whispered.
Harry wasn't sure what Draco was talking about as he gently stretched Mark. "How's it feel, Mark?" Harry asked, leaning over him to quickly kiss him.
"Wonderful," Mark gasped. “Don't stop. I want you to fuck me," the man insisted.
Harry had never seen Mark like this, and he never thought he would. But here Mark was, begging for him. "I won't stop," Harry said softly, sliding a third finger inside on the next thrust of his hand.
"More, now," Mark encouraged, hands gripping the covers of the bed.
Draco watched in fascination, still stroking his own leaking cock. Harry was gentle and thorough, and Draco wondered if he had learnt it with him or if it was just the way Harry would be with anyone he cared about.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, even as he slowly pulled his fingers out and reached for the lube to squeeze more into his hand and stroke himself.
"Yes, very sure," Mark insisted.
Draco reached forward, covering Harry's hand with his own and sliding it over Harry's cock as well.
Harry licked his lips, letting Draco move his hand for a bit before he moved up to position himself, his cock pressed against Mark's entrance. "Tell me again," Harry whispered, not thrusting inside yet.
"Please, Harlan. Fuck me," Mark said, eyes shining with need as he looked up at Harry.
"Call me Harry," he gasped as he began to push inside, his eyes fluttering closed.
"Har-ryyyy!" Mark moaned as Harry slid inside him. Draco gasped, watching his lover's cock penetrate Mark.
Harry whimpered softly as he gripped the sheets on both sides of Mark, slowly pushing inside of him. "So tight ..."
Draco eyes were wide, listening to Harry take control with Mark. With Draco, it was always Harry who begged. Now Draco watched every inch of his lover's cock disappear inside Mark, licking his lips as he did. It was hot and disturbing and made him shiver. He reached his own hand now, sliding slick fingers down the cleft of Harry's arse.
Harry jerked inside Mark when he felt the fingers, another moan escaping him. "Oh, Merlin," he whispered, brushing his lips over Mark's.
Draco was still watching Harry's cock pushing into Mark as his fingers pressed into Harry.
Harry couldn't help but stay still as he felt Draco's fingers slip inside him. He panted softly, resting his forehead on Draco's shoulder.
"Harry," Mark gasped, "fuck me, please." Mark's hands came up now to touch him, caressing his shoulders and back.
Draco quickly added a second, and then a third, finger inside of Harry, twisting and stretching. His own cock twitched in anticipation.
Harry swallowed, nodding as he jerked again. "He's ... fucking me, too," he whispered, hoping Mark would understand why he couldn't concentrate.
Mark glanced to where Draco was still lying beside them and the blond smiled wickedly up at him. "Yes, I am going to fuck him too," he told Mark, and then got up and moved back. "Stay inside him and open your legs for me, baby," he told Harry.
Harry opened his legs as wide as he could while still inside Mark, taking a few deep breaths. He could feel his cock pulse inside Mark as Draco moved.
Draco knelt between their legs without removing his fingers inside Harry. Once there, he slid his fingers out and positioned his cock. "Now we fuck," he said, thrusting forward quickly.
Harry cried out, his eyes squeezed shut, the force of Draco's thrust pushing Harry deeper into Mark. The two feelings together were unbelievable.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Draco growled, holding Harry's hips. "Fucking you both!" He pulled back and then thrust forward again; loving the knowledge that each thrust pushed Harry deeper into Mark.
Mark moaned, fingers digging into Harry's shoulders.
Harry wanted to move, he wanted to fuck Mark, but every time Draco thrust inside him he touched that spot, sending a spark of pleasure through to his cock as it was pushed inside Mark. It was bordering on too much.
Draco began to pull Harry's hips back a little each time he withdrew and then used their weight to thrust forward so that Harry was fucked and fucking Mark with Draco's thrusts. Mark lay gasping and moaning under Harry, apparently quite enjoying the experience.
Harry leant in to kiss Mark's lips and everywhere else that he could reach. "You feel good," he moaned into his ear, beginning to pull at the sheets.
"Yes, fuck yes, Harry," Mark answered, kissing him back and arching into everyone of Draco's thrusts so that Harry was pressed between the two men each time.
"I can't," Harry yelled suddenly, trembling harshly in between them. "Too much ... fuck ..."
Draco froze and then pulled quickly from his lover's body, wrapping his arms around him. "Harry, what's wrong?" he asked, worried that he had pushed him too far.
"No, don't stop," Harry said quickly, breathing hard. "It's just ... with you inside me and me inside him ..." He shuddered, swallowing. "I can't last much longer ..."
Draco was trembling with both desire held in check and the fear that he had hurt Harry. "You sure?" he asked.
Harry could tell he had scared him. "I'm fine," he whispered. "Keep going ..."
Draco nodded, repositioning himself and pushing back inside Harry with a moan.
Mark had been blinking in confusion at the interruption but his eyes fluttered closed again as he felt the renewed thrusts. "Close," he gasped.
"Me too," Harry groaned, rocking into Mark and then back onto Draco's cock. "This is the best ..."
"Yes, oh, fuck yes," Draco agreed as he sank into the rhythm again, flexing his hips for each thrust and feeling the shock up his spine. Several thrusts later, Mark's mouth opened in a long moan as he came, and Draco leant into Harry, whispering against his ear. "Come for me, baby," he managed before moaning and slamming hard into his lover, filling him.
Harry came hard on the last thrust, crying out as he jerked inside Mark. "Ohh, God," he whimpered again, his face pressed against Mark's chest as he panted.
Draco managed to hold himself up, hands on the bed on either side, cock still buried inside Harry as he panted, sweat dripping on Harry's back. "Fantastic," he gasped.
Harry nodded slowly, pressing a small kiss to Mark's chest. While Draco had managed to hold himself, Harry hadn't. He was lying on top of Mark as he caught his breath. "Sorry if I'm too heavy," he mumbled.
"Feels wonderful," Mark whispered, eyes still closed and hands still clutching Harry. Draco kissed Harry's back and then, after a few deep breaths, pulled out and lay down beside the other two men.
Harry slipped out of Mark, but didn't move off of him, not sure he could. He turned his head and looked at Draco, smiling sleepily. "We should do that again."
Draco chuckled. "Need time to rest first," he quipped.
Harry blushed, rubbing his cheek against Mark's chest fondly. "I know that ..."
Mark smiled dreamily up at Harry and then at Draco. "More than just this one time?" he asked hopefully.
"That sounds nice," Harry murmured with a smile, relaxing.
Draco rolled onto his side and reached a hand to stroke Harry's sweaty hair from his face, smiling at both men.
"I could sleep like this," Harry commented, shifting a little on top of Mark. "Do we have work tomorrow?"
"I’m supposed to work tonight," Mark said, sounding disappointed.
"Oh, right." Harry pouted, considering not going for one day, but deciding against it. "You could always come home with us later. If that's okay with Draco."
Draco frowned, not yet sure how he felt about that. He needed time to think about this experience before he decided what it meant to him.
Mark saw the frown. "It's okay, I don't want to get in the way," he said.
"We'll see you at work anyway," Harry said once he saw Draco's frown. He didn't want to upset him after everything they just did.
"Roll into the middle," Draco said.
Harry was comfortable and warm, but he rolled over in between them, pressing a kiss to Draco's cheek.
Draco smiled down at him. "So you liked that I take it?" he asked.
"I loved it," Harry said with a grin.
"I thought for a minute that that it was too much like ... well, like before," Draco said, still worried.
"No," Harry murmured, remembering what he was talking about. He shivered and closed his eyes. "It wasn't like that."
"Good," Draco said, stroking his face. He had done this to give Harry the chance to top. He didn’t want the experience marred by their past.
Mark watched, his face serious. "Bad things happened to you two before you left there," he said. "I can see it in your eyes sometimes."
Harry opened his eyes and nodded slowly. "Very bad things," he whispered. "But I'm happy here. I'm glad we left."
Draco looked past Harry, his eyes meeting Mark’s. His grey eyes were intense and his expression serious. "I said I would do whatever it takes to protect you," he said to Harry as he did.
Mark nodded, understanding the warning. "So we have a couple hours until I need to leave for work. Do you want to finish that drawing?"
"All right," Harry agreed, looking between the two of them. He felt even safer than usual. "I promise I'll stay still this time."
"That I will believe when I see it," Draco smirked.