Christmas Countdown

A/N: Muwahahahaha! Here’s the third day… -walks off with Harry…-

Thank you for the reviews! You’ll get a framed copy of a picture I took in the last chapter

I love my version of the Christmas song. Of course, my family will look at me funny if I sang it out loud xD

Let me tell you in advance that not all my made up lyrics are sex related ;)

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15 December 2008

On the third day of Christmas…

Harry was fixing a pot of tea when he heard a long, dragged out sigh. Harry put the teapot and two cups onto a tray and carried them to the living room, where he left his boyfriend five minutes ago.

As Harry walked in, the blond man let out another tired sigh.

“What’s wrong, Draco? I thought you would be happy that you don’t have to go to work.” Harry sat down on the couch and set the tray on the coffee table. Draco gave Harry a quick glance before he went back to staring at the fire in front of him.

“I’m bored, Harry,” Draco mumbled. “I thought I would be happy as well… but there’s nothing to do in the house…” He sniffed and fell against Harry’s chest. “Kiss me.”

Harry chuckled and obliged his lover’s request. He twisted his head until he was looking into Draco’s quicksilver eyes. Malfoy parted his mouth and Harry took the invitation and claimed the pouting lips. Since Harry was the smaller one, he easily moved around until he was sitting on top of Draco’s thighs.

Draco moaned and wrapped his arms around Harry’s slim waist, pulling the brunet closer. Harry took the moan from Draco as a sign for him to kiss harder.

So he did.

Potter wiggled his arse around, feeling the definite hardness prodding against the cleft of his bum. He smirked into their kiss and parted. Draco was about to protest and wanted to pull Harry back, but the words died before they left his lips. Instead, Draco let out a soft groan and his head fell forward against Harry’s shoulder.

The things Harry did to him…

“So, Draco… Still bored?” Harry asked wickedly; he wiggled again, and this time, he pressed his arse down harder.

“Guh…” Draco choked out; he was panting now. When he brought his head up, the first thing he saw was Harry’s evil smile. Draco bared his teeth at the man and stood up, Harry and all.

Potter let out a small squeak and automatically wrapped his legs around Draco’s hips, his feet hooked together right under the curve of Draco’s arse.

Yes, Draco was quite strong.

“You will pay for that, Potter,” Draco growled. “You and that pert arse of yours…” Draco sneered at Harry and nipped the brunet’s earlobe. He then soothed the bite with his tongue, drawing the flesh into his mouth.

Harry whimpered. There weren’t many times where Draco became dominant; Harry needed to press all the right buttons. Draco seldom took over during their bed related activities and Harry almost always topped… But when he did… Merlin, Draco was damn hot when he’s like this.

Harry became dimly aware that Draco was not taking them to the bedroom; he could see that they were near their Christmas tree.

“Stand on the floor, Harry,” Draco commanded. Harry didn’t need to be told twice. He unhooked his legs from Draco and stood on the ground.

“Strip.” Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry and smirked.

Harry almost fainted. He could feel the lust rolling out in waves from Draco. He swallowed and started with his wool jumper. Holding the hem, Harry pulled the jumper over his head and then threw the clothing onto the ground.

Not near the fire, mind you. It wouldn’t do if his jumper caught on fire. Draco bought him that sweater after all.

Draco continued watching his lover. He could see the way Harry’s arm muscles flexed as the shorter man pulled on his undershirt. Although Harry was on the short side, that man had the body of a god. Slightly tanned, hard, and all Draco’s. The blond licked his lips in anticipation.

“The trousers, Harry,” Draco said and darted his eyes at Harry’s legs.

Harry nodded, his shaggy hair flopping against his forehead. He quickly complied with Draco’s command and started with his belt. That came out and Harry threw that down; it landed on the hardwood floor with a clatter. Next, was the button, then the zipper. Harry wiggled and hopped as he shimmied out from his trouser; that landed in a pool around his sock-covered feet.

“Step out of them and take off your socks.”

Harry bowed his head and looked at his lover through half-lidded eyes. He heard the way Draco’s breath hitched and smiled. He could also see the effect it had on Draco, if the bulge was anything to go by.

“As you wish,” Harry whispered and he turned around, his back facing Draco.

Harry bent down, slowly, giving Draco a full view of his arse. He wiggled his behind more than necessary as he took care of his socks. He kicked them aside and turned around to face his boyfriend again. Draco, as Harry could see, was flushed and his breathing seemed labored.

Ah, lovely.

Harry, wide-eyed, stood still as Draco stalked over to him, his grey eyes flashed with want. Once Malfoy was a foot in front of him, he grabbed Harry and yanked him to his body.

“Lie on your back, Potter,” Draco whispered, hot breath ghosting Harry’s ear. “Now.” Draco let go of him and Harry was on the floor in two seconds flat.

“Such a naughty boy you were, Harry,” Draco murmured; he was standing over Harry, his legs on both sides of Harry’s legs. “Wiggling that tight arse… Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”

“No?” Harry squeaked.

This was so exciting!

“You’ll find out soon enough…” Draco smiled and nodded at the straining erection under Harry’s boxers. “Can you wait that long though?”

“I was known for my self control, Malfoy!” Harry said haughtily. A smile broke out when Draco snorted.

“Sure you were, but anyways…” Draco took out his wand and pointed it at his lover.

With a mumbled spell, Harry was stark naked as was Draco. The blond was about to go down on his boyfriend when they both heard small, tinkling giggles from the tree. Harry started chuckling and Draco glared at the offended tree.

“Damn it! You—” Draco pointed an accusing finger at the tree. A small faery peeked out from behind one of the branches. Draco scowled at it, “—close your eyes! You don’t have permission to see my Harry naked.”

Harry twisted his head and found the little faery Draco was yelling at. It was a she and it looked very adorable. Harry smiled warmly at the faery; she giggled and waved at him.

“She’s not listening is she?” Draco asked. He huffed when said faery flew away from the tree and landed on top of Harry’s nest of soft hair. “Great. Just great. I told you your hair was like a nest, Harry.”

Harry laughed merrily and rolled his eyes up. He held up one hand, palms up, near his head. The faery saw the hand and daintily walked to it. Harry carefully brought his hand to his face and he grinned at the small pixie.

“I think it’s time for you to go back with your other friends,” Harry said softly. The faery pouted. “You’re more than welcome to come out and play tomorrow… but not tonight.” Harry smiled sheepishly.

The faery brought her tiny hand up and covered her smile. She tilted her head at Harry and fluttered her wings, making her float. Harry watched as she flew back to the Christmas tree. He blinked in surprise when she did some weird hand movements. A second later, a cloud of glitter swirled around the whole tree. Draco sat down next to his lover. He gently touched the little faery with the tip of his finger.

“Thank you for understanding, Ms. Faery,” Draco said seriously. The pixie giggled and bowed before disappearing into the depths of the tree.

“Well, that was nice,” Harry murmured. He laid his head on Draco’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around the warm body. “She made the tree even prettier.”

“That’s what you get for using faery lights. They’re actual faeries.” Draco turned and kissed the top of Harry’s head.

“Mm… I’ve never seen a faery before… This was the first time.” Harry looked up at Draco. “Are we going to continue where we left off?”

Draco chuckled and gently guided Harry to the floor. A soft blanket appeared under them and Harry stretched his body as Draco positioned himself above him. They stared at each other, both seeing the love shining in the other’s eyes.

Malfoy lowered his head, his lips right above Harry’s.

“You’re everything to me, Harry. I just want you to know that.” Harry threw his arms around the love of his life and pulled him down.

“I know…”

“I love you,” Draco whispered and kissed him.

The little faery came out again and this time the two men were too busy to take notice of her. She watched as the two humans made love under the tree. With a small giggle and a flitter of wings, she blew on her hand.

A blanket of snowflakes swirled around them, making it seem it was only snowing where they lie.

The faery smiled.

… three whispered words.

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A/N: Oh, so close! Haha! I’m getting to a lemon, don’t worry! ;D I just want to get you guys all worked up… -snaps another picture of Harry and Draco-

AHA! –slinks away-

Draco: I thought I heard her again…
Harry: Don’t worry about her; she’s just taking pictures of us and sending them out to people.
Draco: WHAT!

Me: -snickers from behind their couch-