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Walking
Chapter Number/Total:21/24
Chapter Title: Walking
Words: 2326 Words
"Look, Draco," Harry happily said for the fifth time since they started watching Elise. The baby in question had begun to walk, at least with the help of various pieces of furniture. They'd all been wondering when she'd learn, since crawling had come easily to her, and the next step was walking. "She learns so fast," Harry said, watching her fall only to get up a moment later and continue on her journey. It was amazing to watch and he wondered again what he had been like as a baby.
Draco smiled indulgently and watched. Harry's excitement was contagious. And, he could finally admit to himself, it was fun to watch Elise learn. "How about you?" he asked. "Your legs are getting stronger. Would you like to try to stand?"
Harry looked at Draco for a long moment before he slowly grinned, nodding firmly. "Yes, I'd like to try now. I'm ready."
Draco got up and walked over to stand in front of Harry. He bent over. "Put your arms around my neck, love," he said. "I will lift as you push up with your legs. Understand?"
Harry nodded in understanding, reaching up and sliding his arms around Draco's neck. "I'm ready," he repeated. His heart began to pound in excitement.
Draco's clawed hands gripped Harry's hips, digging into the jeans the man wore as he lifted. He was stronger than the average person so it wasn't difficult to get Harry to his feet. The question was whether Harry could stay there on his own.
Harry clenched his jaw, using all of his strength to push up with his legs so that he was standing, his knees wobbling. He could feel the strain in his muscles and it hurt some, but it was also encouraging to feel so much.
"Just stand for now," Draco said softly. "Hold on to me, but let your legs support your weight. Tell me when it starts to hurt."
Harry nodded, loosening his arms a little. His legs bent as he let more of his weight be supported by just his legs, causing him to tighten his arms again. "I want to do it," Harry said through gritted teeth, forcing himself to ignore the tight muscles and loosen his arms again.
"Just a little at a time," Draco told him. "We can do this several times a day until you can stand on your own." He was pleased to see Harry doing this, but wanted to make sure he didn't overdo it either.
Harry swallowed, his legs shaking hard now. "Okay, hurts a little," he whispered after a while, not wanting to stop, but having no choice right now.
Draco lowered Harry gently to the chair and then glanced down when he felt a tug on his trousers. Elise was standing there, holding on to one of his legs. He laughed. "You too?" he asked her and she grinned.
Harry laughed softly, reaching to rub at his sore legs. "You're much better at this than me, aren't you, Elise?" Harry said, smiling at her.
"You'll both be walking on your own soon," Draco assured them.
***
Harry gripped the handle of his cane, heavily leaning on it as he watched Draco bustle around the lab, working on yet another one of his potions for the joke shop. It was nice to watch him work. Especially since he was particularly good looking when he concentrated. It reminded Harry of when they would have sex and Draco would be so concentrated on both of their pleasure .... He blushed, his gaze changing into something more lust filled as Draco continued to walk around the cauldron.
Draco's face scrunched up as he studied the potion in front of him. It looked right so far, but it smelled a bit too good. He cocked his head, wondering if the Apothecary had changed its supplier of Stink Root. He was unaware of Harry's lustful gaze as he bent over the table.
And then Harry couldn't just watch anymore. He moved slowly, taking the few steps needed, reaching out to trail his fingers down Draco's back. "Draco ..." he whispered.
"Mmm?" Draco asked distractedly, looking into the cauldron again.
"Draco," Harry repeated, sounding a little like he was whining. "Take a break with me ...."
"Not done yet," Draco said, without looking at Harry. He sprinkled more of the Stink Root into the cauldron, stirring it and watching for the appropriate colour change.
"But Draco." Harry pouted and stepped closer, rubbing suggestively against him. "Come on," he said, sliding one arm around Draco and pulling his lover's body toward him.
Draco gasped as Harry rubbed his arousal against his arse. His eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder at his lover. "Harry?"
"I want you," Harry said, his voice husky. The better he seemed to get, the more he seemed to want from Draco. It was so wonderful to feel again ... and he knew what, or who, he wanted to feel right then.
There was nothing sexier than Harry's desire. Draco moaned, potion forgotten as he turned in his lover's arms, pulling him against his body. "Yes?" he purred.
Harry grinned once he finally had Draco's full attention. "I want you ... I want to feel you inside me again. I want to feel your claws, I want to feel all of you, Draco, please ...."
Draco's heart sped up and his cock twitched. He licked his lips. "Here? Now?" he whispered.
"Now, anywhere," Harry replied, leaning up to kiss those now wet lips. "As long as I have you."
Draco briefly thought that he should have a sofa in his lab, but didn't waste much time on it. He began fumbling with his clothes while kissing his lover.
Harry didn't know how he managed to help Draco pull off their clothes, but he did, leaning into Draco the entire time.
Draco moaned in delight as their skin slid against each other's. He cupped the back of Harry's head with one hand, while lightly running his claws down his lover's back with the other.
But Harry wanted more, he always did. He slid his arms around Draco and closed his eyes, picturing their bed before he Apparated them out of the lab, landing on the bed with Draco still in his arms.
Draco grunted in surprise, but didn't hesitate. He growled as he rocked himself against Harry's body, their cocks sliding against each other's.
Harry couldn't express how good it felt to be able to open his legs and thrust back against Draco, even though it wasn't as strongly as he could before. "Yes, Draco," he whispered, sliding an arm around Draco's neck and pulling him down for a hard kiss.
The blond growled, completely lost in the feel of his lover's body writhing against his own as he kissed him. He had missed this and it was exhilarating. "Tell me what you want, how you want it," he encouraged his lover.
"Want you to make love to me," Harry gasped, looking up into Draco's eyes. "Just like this ...."
Draco grinned and Summoned his wand, casting the Lube Spell on their cocks. He groaned loudly as they slid together. "Ready or do you need to prepare?" he asked.
"Just go on," Harry whispered, opening his legs as widely as he could. "I'm always ready for you ...."
"Wrap those beautiful legs around me," Draco said as he positioned himself. He moaned as he pushed slowly inside his lover, shuddering at the feel of Harry's muscles clenching around his cock, the knowledge that Harry felt every inch of it making his heart pound.
It took a few tries, but Harry managed to wrap his legs around Draco's waist, groaning loudly when he first felt him pushing inside. He had been much too long without this and he revelled in the sensations -- the burn, the stretch, the feeling of his flesh.
"I can feel you, feel your muscles working me and pulling me into you," Draco gasped in sheer delight as he began to rock into Harry. He reached his claws down to curl about the man's hips.
"I can feel you, too," Harry said in amazement, recalling months and months ago when all he could do was remember and imagine how it felt.
"Yes, oh, yes," Draco gasped, body sliding against Harry's, cock thrusting deep and his claws pressing into his lover's skin.
It felt so good, Harry was almost in tears, his body moving as much as it could with Draco's. "More, please," he whimpered, reaching up to grip Draco's shoulder.
Draco growled and began thrusting harder, delighting in the feel of his claws cutting into the flesh of Harry's hips. "Yesss!"
Harry's moans escalated when he actually felt Draco's claws sink into his skin, adding even more of a pleasurable edge. It had been so long since the last time he had been with Draco like this. The blond had been too careful with him since the injury. Now Harry wasn't able to hold back for as long as he wanted to. "Close," he said, arching his body.
"Yesss," Draco hissed, holding on so Harry could come first. The bed was rocking, headboard hitting the wall and the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other filling the room.
Harry bit his lip before he was suddenly coming hard, his body trembling with the unbelievable pleasure as he cried out, tears in his eyes he was so happy.
His lover's body jerked and clenched and Draco cried out in ecstasy, coming hard inside Harry, blood and sex making him dizzy.
Harry fell back on the bed with a soft moan, continuing to look up at Draco in adoration. "I love you," he whispered, slowly unwrapping his legs, but keeping his arms around Draco's neck. "So much ...."
Draco withdrew his claws and grinned down at him as he licked the blood from them. "I love you, my beauty," he purred, grey eyes shining with the intensity of his feelings.
***
Draco still insisted Harry do the Disguise Charm that made him look like his old self before he would go out. But it was even more important when they went out among Muggles. Not that Elise's hair colour didn't draw attention itself. They had discovered a local playground and found she loved the swings.
Draco and Harry walked along behind the toddler as she led the way, shouting "wing" for swing. It seemed to Draco that she had gone straight from walking to running.
"We're going, we're going," Harry said, laughing softly at the amount of energy the child had. It was weird to compare her from when she was first born to now. So much had happened. They reached the swings and Harry glanced at Draco. "Help her get on the swing?"
Draco pulled gloves out of his pocket and put them on, then picked up the little girl, who squealed in delight yelling "wing" as he put her in the special swing for toddlers. He had gloves specially made now that fit well but had longer finger sleeves and reinforced tips. They allowed him to feel more and move better than the Quidditch gloves.
Harry watched them with a smile, leaning on his cane. It was obvious that Draco loved Elise, and they always looked like father and daughter when they were close. If only because her hair still tended to change to the colour of whoever she was with.
Elise laughed and squealed as Draco pushed the swing, sending it flying. He smiled over at his lover. "She likes to fly," he smirked.
"Can you really blame her?" Harry said, grinning at him.
Draco glanced around at the Muggle parents and kids, rolling his eyes. "I love flying," he said conspiratorially.
"Funny, so do I." Harry smirked, walking around to stand next to Draco as he pushed the swing. "You really love her, don't you?"
Draco made a bit of a grimace and shrugged. Then, looking at Harry, smiled a bit and nodded.
"Don't you think you'd make a great Godparent?" Harry asked, bringing it up for the first time in the year since she came home from the hospital.
Draco was so startled he almost missed catching the child on the back swing. He pushed again and then glanced at his lover. "Godparents are supposed to be able to raise the child if something happens to the parents," he said.
"I think we could do that. Together," Harry said honestly.
Draco used the excuse of pushing the swing to turn his head away, thinking about it. He supposed that in many ways, they did a lot of Elise's parenting already. And with her being older now, as long as he wore gloves, she seemed safe enough. It wasn't like her father wasn't a werewolf, too. Then there was the fact that Tonks was now pregnant with another child. Ron and Hermiones's first would be along any day now. He would soon be surrounded by children.
Elise shrieked happily, "More, Daco!"
"I hope you're not trying to figure out what's wrong with it," Harry said, not knowing what to make of the silence.
Draco pushed harder, sending the girl higher and making her shriek in delight. He glanced at Harry and couldn't resist an eye roll. "Fine," he said.
Harry grinned, sliding one arm around Draco's waist. "Thank you, Draco! We'll be Godparents now!" He nuzzled the side of his face against Draco's arm, too happy to express it in words.
"Well, if Remus and Tonks haven't changed their minds," Draco said with a snort, but kissed the top of Harry's head anyway. He noticed some of the other adults in the park frown at them, but one woman smiled at them instead.
"Course they haven't," Harry said with a smile, his eyes fluttering closed when he felt the kiss. "We just took a long time to say yes."
Chapter Title: Walking
Words: 2326 Words
"Look, Draco," Harry happily said for the fifth time since they started watching Elise. The baby in question had begun to walk, at least with the help of various pieces of furniture. They'd all been wondering when she'd learn, since crawling had come easily to her, and the next step was walking. "She learns so fast," Harry said, watching her fall only to get up a moment later and continue on her journey. It was amazing to watch and he wondered again what he had been like as a baby.
Draco smiled indulgently and watched. Harry's excitement was contagious. And, he could finally admit to himself, it was fun to watch Elise learn. "How about you?" he asked. "Your legs are getting stronger. Would you like to try to stand?"
Harry looked at Draco for a long moment before he slowly grinned, nodding firmly. "Yes, I'd like to try now. I'm ready."
Draco got up and walked over to stand in front of Harry. He bent over. "Put your arms around my neck, love," he said. "I will lift as you push up with your legs. Understand?"
Harry nodded in understanding, reaching up and sliding his arms around Draco's neck. "I'm ready," he repeated. His heart began to pound in excitement.
Draco's clawed hands gripped Harry's hips, digging into the jeans the man wore as he lifted. He was stronger than the average person so it wasn't difficult to get Harry to his feet. The question was whether Harry could stay there on his own.
Harry clenched his jaw, using all of his strength to push up with his legs so that he was standing, his knees wobbling. He could feel the strain in his muscles and it hurt some, but it was also encouraging to feel so much.
"Just stand for now," Draco said softly. "Hold on to me, but let your legs support your weight. Tell me when it starts to hurt."
Harry nodded, loosening his arms a little. His legs bent as he let more of his weight be supported by just his legs, causing him to tighten his arms again. "I want to do it," Harry said through gritted teeth, forcing himself to ignore the tight muscles and loosen his arms again.
"Just a little at a time," Draco told him. "We can do this several times a day until you can stand on your own." He was pleased to see Harry doing this, but wanted to make sure he didn't overdo it either.
Harry swallowed, his legs shaking hard now. "Okay, hurts a little," he whispered after a while, not wanting to stop, but having no choice right now.
Draco lowered Harry gently to the chair and then glanced down when he felt a tug on his trousers. Elise was standing there, holding on to one of his legs. He laughed. "You too?" he asked her and she grinned.
Harry laughed softly, reaching to rub at his sore legs. "You're much better at this than me, aren't you, Elise?" Harry said, smiling at her.
"You'll both be walking on your own soon," Draco assured them.
***
Harry gripped the handle of his cane, heavily leaning on it as he watched Draco bustle around the lab, working on yet another one of his potions for the joke shop. It was nice to watch him work. Especially since he was particularly good looking when he concentrated. It reminded Harry of when they would have sex and Draco would be so concentrated on both of their pleasure .... He blushed, his gaze changing into something more lust filled as Draco continued to walk around the cauldron.
Draco's face scrunched up as he studied the potion in front of him. It looked right so far, but it smelled a bit too good. He cocked his head, wondering if the Apothecary had changed its supplier of Stink Root. He was unaware of Harry's lustful gaze as he bent over the table.
And then Harry couldn't just watch anymore. He moved slowly, taking the few steps needed, reaching out to trail his fingers down Draco's back. "Draco ..." he whispered.
"Mmm?" Draco asked distractedly, looking into the cauldron again.
"Draco," Harry repeated, sounding a little like he was whining. "Take a break with me ...."
"Not done yet," Draco said, without looking at Harry. He sprinkled more of the Stink Root into the cauldron, stirring it and watching for the appropriate colour change.
"But Draco." Harry pouted and stepped closer, rubbing suggestively against him. "Come on," he said, sliding one arm around Draco and pulling his lover's body toward him.
Draco gasped as Harry rubbed his arousal against his arse. His eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder at his lover. "Harry?"
"I want you," Harry said, his voice husky. The better he seemed to get, the more he seemed to want from Draco. It was so wonderful to feel again ... and he knew what, or who, he wanted to feel right then.
There was nothing sexier than Harry's desire. Draco moaned, potion forgotten as he turned in his lover's arms, pulling him against his body. "Yes?" he purred.
Harry grinned once he finally had Draco's full attention. "I want you ... I want to feel you inside me again. I want to feel your claws, I want to feel all of you, Draco, please ...."
Draco's heart sped up and his cock twitched. He licked his lips. "Here? Now?" he whispered.
"Now, anywhere," Harry replied, leaning up to kiss those now wet lips. "As long as I have you."
Draco briefly thought that he should have a sofa in his lab, but didn't waste much time on it. He began fumbling with his clothes while kissing his lover.
Harry didn't know how he managed to help Draco pull off their clothes, but he did, leaning into Draco the entire time.
Draco moaned in delight as their skin slid against each other's. He cupped the back of Harry's head with one hand, while lightly running his claws down his lover's back with the other.
But Harry wanted more, he always did. He slid his arms around Draco and closed his eyes, picturing their bed before he Apparated them out of the lab, landing on the bed with Draco still in his arms.
Draco grunted in surprise, but didn't hesitate. He growled as he rocked himself against Harry's body, their cocks sliding against each other's.
Harry couldn't express how good it felt to be able to open his legs and thrust back against Draco, even though it wasn't as strongly as he could before. "Yes, Draco," he whispered, sliding an arm around Draco's neck and pulling him down for a hard kiss.
The blond growled, completely lost in the feel of his lover's body writhing against his own as he kissed him. He had missed this and it was exhilarating. "Tell me what you want, how you want it," he encouraged his lover.
"Want you to make love to me," Harry gasped, looking up into Draco's eyes. "Just like this ...."
Draco grinned and Summoned his wand, casting the Lube Spell on their cocks. He groaned loudly as they slid together. "Ready or do you need to prepare?" he asked.
"Just go on," Harry whispered, opening his legs as widely as he could. "I'm always ready for you ...."
"Wrap those beautiful legs around me," Draco said as he positioned himself. He moaned as he pushed slowly inside his lover, shuddering at the feel of Harry's muscles clenching around his cock, the knowledge that Harry felt every inch of it making his heart pound.
It took a few tries, but Harry managed to wrap his legs around Draco's waist, groaning loudly when he first felt him pushing inside. He had been much too long without this and he revelled in the sensations -- the burn, the stretch, the feeling of his flesh.
"I can feel you, feel your muscles working me and pulling me into you," Draco gasped in sheer delight as he began to rock into Harry. He reached his claws down to curl about the man's hips.
"I can feel you, too," Harry said in amazement, recalling months and months ago when all he could do was remember and imagine how it felt.
"Yes, oh, yes," Draco gasped, body sliding against Harry's, cock thrusting deep and his claws pressing into his lover's skin.
It felt so good, Harry was almost in tears, his body moving as much as it could with Draco's. "More, please," he whimpered, reaching up to grip Draco's shoulder.
Draco growled and began thrusting harder, delighting in the feel of his claws cutting into the flesh of Harry's hips. "Yesss!"
Harry's moans escalated when he actually felt Draco's claws sink into his skin, adding even more of a pleasurable edge. It had been so long since the last time he had been with Draco like this. The blond had been too careful with him since the injury. Now Harry wasn't able to hold back for as long as he wanted to. "Close," he said, arching his body.
"Yesss," Draco hissed, holding on so Harry could come first. The bed was rocking, headboard hitting the wall and the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other filling the room.
Harry bit his lip before he was suddenly coming hard, his body trembling with the unbelievable pleasure as he cried out, tears in his eyes he was so happy.
His lover's body jerked and clenched and Draco cried out in ecstasy, coming hard inside Harry, blood and sex making him dizzy.
Harry fell back on the bed with a soft moan, continuing to look up at Draco in adoration. "I love you," he whispered, slowly unwrapping his legs, but keeping his arms around Draco's neck. "So much ...."
Draco withdrew his claws and grinned down at him as he licked the blood from them. "I love you, my beauty," he purred, grey eyes shining with the intensity of his feelings.
***
Draco still insisted Harry do the Disguise Charm that made him look like his old self before he would go out. But it was even more important when they went out among Muggles. Not that Elise's hair colour didn't draw attention itself. They had discovered a local playground and found she loved the swings.
Draco and Harry walked along behind the toddler as she led the way, shouting "wing" for swing. It seemed to Draco that she had gone straight from walking to running.
"We're going, we're going," Harry said, laughing softly at the amount of energy the child had. It was weird to compare her from when she was first born to now. So much had happened. They reached the swings and Harry glanced at Draco. "Help her get on the swing?"
Draco pulled gloves out of his pocket and put them on, then picked up the little girl, who squealed in delight yelling "wing" as he put her in the special swing for toddlers. He had gloves specially made now that fit well but had longer finger sleeves and reinforced tips. They allowed him to feel more and move better than the Quidditch gloves.
Harry watched them with a smile, leaning on his cane. It was obvious that Draco loved Elise, and they always looked like father and daughter when they were close. If only because her hair still tended to change to the colour of whoever she was with.
Elise laughed and squealed as Draco pushed the swing, sending it flying. He smiled over at his lover. "She likes to fly," he smirked.
"Can you really blame her?" Harry said, grinning at him.
Draco glanced around at the Muggle parents and kids, rolling his eyes. "I love flying," he said conspiratorially.
"Funny, so do I." Harry smirked, walking around to stand next to Draco as he pushed the swing. "You really love her, don't you?"
Draco made a bit of a grimace and shrugged. Then, looking at Harry, smiled a bit and nodded.
"Don't you think you'd make a great Godparent?" Harry asked, bringing it up for the first time in the year since she came home from the hospital.
Draco was so startled he almost missed catching the child on the back swing. He pushed again and then glanced at his lover. "Godparents are supposed to be able to raise the child if something happens to the parents," he said.
"I think we could do that. Together," Harry said honestly.
Draco used the excuse of pushing the swing to turn his head away, thinking about it. He supposed that in many ways, they did a lot of Elise's parenting already. And with her being older now, as long as he wore gloves, she seemed safe enough. It wasn't like her father wasn't a werewolf, too. Then there was the fact that Tonks was now pregnant with another child. Ron and Hermiones's first would be along any day now. He would soon be surrounded by children.
Elise shrieked happily, "More, Daco!"
"I hope you're not trying to figure out what's wrong with it," Harry said, not knowing what to make of the silence.
Draco pushed harder, sending the girl higher and making her shriek in delight. He glanced at Harry and couldn't resist an eye roll. "Fine," he said.
Harry grinned, sliding one arm around Draco's waist. "Thank you, Draco! We'll be Godparents now!" He nuzzled the side of his face against Draco's arm, too happy to express it in words.
"Well, if Remus and Tonks haven't changed their minds," Draco said with a snort, but kissed the top of Harry's head anyway. He noticed some of the other adults in the park frown at them, but one woman smiled at them instead.
"Course they haven't," Harry said with a smile, his eyes fluttering closed when he felt the kiss. "We just took a long time to say yes."