Longings of the heart
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,422
Reviews:
12
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.
But...
A/N: I wasn’t going to post this until tomorrow, but I just couldn’t wait, your reviews made me want to post this earlier – can you take a hint? :D Enjoy and review, it might melt my heart again and make me post the last chapter tomorrow. :D
Chapter 3: But...
Why am I doing this to myself? Why can’t I just let go of you? I snort. I know the answer just too well. You are the sun that melts my frozen world, you are the solid rock I can cling to when I’m weak, you are my water and air, I need to drown in you to be able to breath. That’s why I’m sitting in our usual hotel room again, waiting for you.
It has been over three months since that fateful night. We have met here several times since then, but you never brought the subject up again, nor did we discuss what happened later in the office. It’s the same every time: I arrive an hour early, when you come you take me with such ferocity that it rips my soul apart – but I wouldn’t want it any other way, I need to feel that it’s real – and when it’s over you go without as much as a goodbye, leaving me alone with the emptiness within.
Today would be no different. It tears me apart but I can’t give you up, even if this is slowly killing me.
I hear you knock on the door and I get up to let you in. Without a word you hastily claim my lips and slam the door behind you. You never end the soft invasion of my mouth as you lead me into the bedroom, your fingers fumbling impatiently with our clothes. You toss me almost violently on the bed and look at me with the predatory look of a wild animal as you roughly capture my parted lips again. I feel the same impatience as you and buck my hips, urging you to take me already. But you suddenly slow down the pace of your sweetly torturous movements and seem to be savouring the feeling of me writhing under you.
That’s when it hits me: You’re leaving. You’re leaving me for good that’s why you want to memorize every tiny bit of my body with the painfully slow, teasing kisses of your sinful lips. I desperately try to think of something to make you stay with me, even if it’s only like that – just fucking in a cheap muggle hotel.
I can feel you sliding inside of me carefully and try to burn even the slightest twitch of your body into my memory. How I wish I could stop the time. I wish I could make this moment last forever but as you start moving inside of me even this last thought is banished from my mind. You too are beyond coherent words now and just moan deeply. I don’t want this to end so soon, but it takes only a few deep thrusts of your powerful hips to send me over the edge. We’re screaming our tainted passion into the hot air as we climax together.
My senses slowly come back to me as the last waves of pleasure drown in the excruciating knowledge that this was probably the last time I felt complete. It takes me a while to realize that your strong fingers are dreamily stroking my hair. I hesitantly turn my head towards you and plunge into the bottomless ocean of your painful passion. We lie like that for what seems to be an eternity.
You don’t say a word but your eyes betray you and give away your deepest feelings, which you have been trying to hide for God knows how long. I can hardly stop myself from crying out loud. I was wrong! This is not the end! It can’t be! It’s just the beginning of something new and wonderful. My heart is certain in this knowledge and not even my mind questions it.
“I love you” you whisper and I can’t stop my face lighting up although I see that your features get a shade darker. My stupid Hufflepuff grin slowly melts away as I’m falling into your strained eyes. There is a ‘but’ my heart whimpers. There is always a ‘but’ my mind states pretending indifference.
“But?” I can hardly hear my desperate voice.
“I’m getting married…”
A/N: Yes, I know, I’m an evil witch, worse than Voldemort, but I had to end it like that! XD Any guesses how this will end? I bet you’ll NEVER guess!!! *evil laughter*
Why am I doing this to myself? Why can’t I just let go of you? I snort. I know the answer just too well. You are the sun that melts my frozen world, you are the solid rock I can cling to when I’m weak, you are my water and air, I need to drown in you to be able to breath. That’s why I’m sitting in our usual hotel room again, waiting for you.
It has been over three months since that fateful night. We have met here several times since then, but you never brought the subject up again, nor did we discuss what happened later in the office. It’s the same every time: I arrive an hour early, when you come you take me with such ferocity that it rips my soul apart – but I wouldn’t want it any other way, I need to feel that it’s real – and when it’s over you go without as much as a goodbye, leaving me alone with the emptiness within.
Today would be no different. It tears me apart but I can’t give you up, even if this is slowly killing me.
I hear you knock on the door and I get up to let you in. Without a word you hastily claim my lips and slam the door behind you. You never end the soft invasion of my mouth as you lead me into the bedroom, your fingers fumbling impatiently with our clothes. You toss me almost violently on the bed and look at me with the predatory look of a wild animal as you roughly capture my parted lips again. I feel the same impatience as you and buck my hips, urging you to take me already. But you suddenly slow down the pace of your sweetly torturous movements and seem to be savouring the feeling of me writhing under you.
That’s when it hits me: You’re leaving. You’re leaving me for good that’s why you want to memorize every tiny bit of my body with the painfully slow, teasing kisses of your sinful lips. I desperately try to think of something to make you stay with me, even if it’s only like that – just fucking in a cheap muggle hotel.
I can feel you sliding inside of me carefully and try to burn even the slightest twitch of your body into my memory. How I wish I could stop the time. I wish I could make this moment last forever but as you start moving inside of me even this last thought is banished from my mind. You too are beyond coherent words now and just moan deeply. I don’t want this to end so soon, but it takes only a few deep thrusts of your powerful hips to send me over the edge. We’re screaming our tainted passion into the hot air as we climax together.
My senses slowly come back to me as the last waves of pleasure drown in the excruciating knowledge that this was probably the last time I felt complete. It takes me a while to realize that your strong fingers are dreamily stroking my hair. I hesitantly turn my head towards you and plunge into the bottomless ocean of your painful passion. We lie like that for what seems to be an eternity.
You don’t say a word but your eyes betray you and give away your deepest feelings, which you have been trying to hide for God knows how long. I can hardly stop myself from crying out loud. I was wrong! This is not the end! It can’t be! It’s just the beginning of something new and wonderful. My heart is certain in this knowledge and not even my mind questions it.
“I love you” you whisper and I can’t stop my face lighting up although I see that your features get a shade darker. My stupid Hufflepuff grin slowly melts away as I’m falling into your strained eyes. There is a ‘but’ my heart whimpers. There is always a ‘but’ my mind states pretending indifference.
“But?” I can hardly hear my desperate voice.
“I’m getting married…”
A/N: Yes, I know, I’m an evil witch, worse than Voldemort, but I had to end it like that! XD Any guesses how this will end? I bet you’ll NEVER guess!!! *evil laughter*