The Contract

Chapter Thirty Eight – Climaxes of another kind



Harry woke still wrapped behind Draco. He had a clear head and for the first time in a long time and no headache. He rose on his elbow and looked at the beautiful blonde. He gently touched the cheek, brushed down the arm to the distended belly. He is pregnant with my children. We are going to be a family. I’m going to be able to put all of this behind me and love him.



Smiling contently, he slipped from the bed and went to the loo for a piss and a wash. He was in the shower when the door opened. Draco opened the door and entered. Looking into the clear green eyes, he asked, “How are you this morning?”



“I feel wonderful!” He answered just before he put his hands on both side of Draco’s face and pulled him into a kiss. “I can’t believe the difference I feel right now. My head doesn’t hurt and it is almost as though I have woke from a bad dream. I mean my back and thighs do, but it isn’t too unpleasant, and I am here with you.”



“I’m sorry about that…” Draco said with guilt, “I shouldn’t have done it.”



“What?”



“I shouldn’t have used a belt to get your attention.” His words were heartfelt.



“Draco, look at me, please.” Draco did as he was asked. “Maybe it was because you left the collar touching me that it seemed to be the right kind of discipline. I was rock hard when you finished, if you’ll remember.” Harry admitted with grin. When Draco didn’t answer, he continued, “Some day, when you aren’t pregnant and I am not fuzzy, I would like to maybe use spanking during our ‘play time’. I would imagine that there is a kind of spanking that could be incredibly erotic if you trust the person not to go to far and try to kill you. But maybe never with a belt again?”



Draco nodded his agreement.



“I just want to be completely clear-headed before you did that again.”



“Have you been kind of fuzzy since that night?” Harry nodded. “I think it was the collar. He put that thing on you before he claimed you, or at least before he hurt you. Do you feel different this morning?”



“I do, Draco, really. I don’t feel conflicted or combative. I am not worried that you will chuck me out of your life or ignore me anymore. I know you care.”



Draco stepped out of the shower and began to fill the bath. Turning back, he looked at the man as the water beat on him. Holding a hand out to request he join them, the settled in the bath, Harry behind Draco. Finally he asked, “Tell me what you mean a bad dream…”



“I don’t know how to explain it. I was definitely there for all the mayhem and whatnot, but I just feel like the fog has been lifted. I can see everything that Ginny said to me in the hospital, what the Auror… Maples, I think was his name, kept trying to tell me. I can see the anger, and Draco?”



“Yes?”



“I really don’t remember ever being inside of you to create these babies, but I do remember your… Lucius and he hurt you so badly before he turned on me. I just took it and I didn’t fight. I didn’t want to fight. It was so odd…”



“What was odd Harry?”



“It was expected of me to let Lucius violate me. After he put that collar on, it just seemed as though I had no will of my own. I only wanted Lucius to do what he wanted to me.”



Draco nodded.



Harry continued, “Then we went back upstairs and the next thing I knew I was waking up in the hospital. The only thing I wanted was for Lucius to come back to me and claim me again. I also had the oddest desire to not tell anyone about it. Then when I heard that Lucius was being executed, I just couldn’t quite get my emotions under control. The Mind-Healer was a joke. She kept trying to tell me that I had to talk about my feelings about Lucius, but everything I wanted to tell her was nonsense. I wasn’t allowed to talk about feelings. Was it the collar?”



“I believe it was. There is more you should know too. Will you allow me to talk about that part later though?”



“Yes, and it isn’t because I feel ‘compelled’ to do so either. I just think it is okay if we don’t talk about Lucius and a collar again for a bit.” Draco smiled.



Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s shoulders and drew him closer. “It feels so good being here with you.” His hand touched Draco’s belly. “Do you know if you are having boys, girls, or one of each?”



Watching Harry’s hand making small circles on his skin made him smile, “I didn’t want to know until we could find out together. But Madame Pomfrey said anytime after the fourth month the information would be simple to get. Would you like to go with me to the checkup?” One of the babies kicked and Harry laughed out loud. He continued to rub small circles around hoping for more response.



Harry nodded; his cock filling at the sight of the man in front of him. “Harry,” Draco continued, “since I can’t get pregnant again right now, would you make love with me?” Draco’s voice was low and full of passion. Harry’s hand slipped lower to the underside of his belly to touch the cock of the man he loved. Draco gasped as Harry began to stroke him.



With one arm over Draco’s shoulder, and the other one working his cock, Harry found a pleasure he had not known since they were together. Draco groaned, “Please…” as he grabbed the wrist of the other man, “I want you inside of me…”



“Is that what you want, Draco?” Harry’s breath ghosted in Draco’s ear, the words almost lost from the feeling. “Do you want me to gently slide my fingers deep inside of you, stretching and preparing you? Will you tell me when you are ready? Can I penetrate you with this…” Harry rutted a bit against Draco’s low back, his cock tense from the seduction. “Do you want me to love you too?”



“Please Harry, love me. Make love to me again. Let me feel all the things you said and more…”



Harry released Draco’s body and gently pushed him forward. Stepping up and out of the water, he reached to help Draco up as well. Draco groaned and followed, into the open towel of the man he wanted. “Thank you.” He said as Harry wrapped the warmth around him. “How did you get it so warm?”



“Magic…” Harry said and with a wave of his hand, he was dry too. Draco was awed by the wandless ability.



“Harry, do you do all your spells wandless?”



Blushing, he admitted that he had not needed a wand since he had his own taken from him. Draco shuddered. Harry picked him up as though he were a bride and gently took him into the bedroom. Draco’s erection had wilted slightly at the mention of that night and Harry noticed it. “What’s wrong, Love?”



“Its just that you mentioned that night and having your wand taken from you. Harry…” his words hung in the air between them until Harry climbed in bed and held him close while covering them with the thick blanket. Draco turned on his side, and propped his head up on his elbow before continuing. “Harry, I hate what happened to you, but I did not allow it. I told him yes that I understood what he said, but he took that to mean I gave my permission.”



“I know that now.” Harry said softly, but let the blonde continue.



“No wait, there is so much you don’t understand. I may have consummated the bond as he wanted, but I wasn’t supposed to get so sick afterwards. I wanted you to care about me and I knew that I had hurt you…” Tears fell down his cheeks at the admission.



“I understand that now…” Harry began, “don’t cry… please don’t cry. I know what he told you and what happened. I don’t really know how I know it, but I do.”



“Harry, I love you. I don’t know when it happened, but it did. It had to have or I could not have survived this long.”



Harry reached to kiss him. Soft, tender, gentle kisses became passionate. The few words they had exchanged the night before followed by the bath and promises were overwhelming them both. Harry and Draco’s erections returned full force. Pushing Draco to his back, Harry worshiped his body, laved each nipple before dipping his tongue into the perfect belly button. Draco writhed beneath him as he introduced himself to his children.



Draco and Harry both laughed out loud as the babies kicked at the voice and tongue. Harry looked up to meet eyes with Draco; delight showed in the exchange as Harry reached up and gently tugged a nipple. The passion quickly returned as Harry continued to follow the fine blonde hair down the abdomen and underneath to the prize. Draco opened his legs to allow more room for Harry’s body as he felt Harry’s mouth close around the weeping tip.



“It’s been too long Harry…” Draco panted as Harry swallowed his length. Harry hummed his agreement.



Fingers and a wandless spell found Draco’s hidden entrance. Pushing on finger deep inside, he stroked the sphincter in time with his tongue lapping at the thick vein. Groaning as he entered a second, then a third finger into the opening, he pushed farther to find the prostate.



Seeing stars, Draco emptied himself into Harry’s waiting mouth. Swallowing completely before releasing the spent cock to rise up to his knees. He pulled a pillow down and placed it under Draco’s hips. Lining his cock up to the stretched hole, he gently, lovingly pushed inside.



Draco was hard in an instant as Harry’s cockhead found the bundle of nerves on the way in, and again on the way out. Placing one hand on either side of Draco’s chest, he looked deep into the gray eyes. “So tight… You feel so good.”



“Don’t stop, Harry, please don’t stop… all I ever wanted…” Draco’s words were babbling rather than complete sentences as Harry’s fought for control of his own body. “Let me feel you cum, Harry… deep inside…”



With a shout, Harry fought the control and thrust deep and hard into the body below him, his cock filling the man. When he finished convulsing, he gingerly lay next to him. Draco had cum again and that seed was covering the distended belly. Smiling, Harry took a moment to collect himself before licking each drop from Draco’s skin. The babies kicked and both men found themselves smiling.



When both were clean with tongues and spells, they fell into a sleep, the words, “I love you," on both sets of lips.



Their sleep was not disturbed. The Mistress of Hogwart's kept them safe as they loved one another. Their magic intertwining with her's and the babies' woke her feelings that had not been felt since the time of the founders. She vowed to keep them safe and healthy, even as the men outside their invisible quarters began blasting magic toward where the door used to be.