A Love So Belated
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Chapter 40: No Matter What
Chapter Number/Total: 40/44
Chapter Title: No Matter What
Words: 2987 Words
Harry found himself wishing again that the party would end. Of course, he wanted to be alone with Draco, but he also simply wanted to be able to relax. He felt like he couldn't, and there was no denying that the party was dull and also tense, especially since Ron had got there. He tried to talk with people, entering into the Quidditch conversation, but even that was hard.
He was just thinking about going off with Draco somewhere else for a bit when Seamus approached him, his cheeks slightly pink and his expression sort of a wry grimace. He cleared his throat quietly, glancing at Draco and back to Harry.
Harry stared questioningly. He'd thought Seamus had been acting strangely all night long, and this behaviour only reaffirmed it.
"I guess you already know then," Seamus said in a very, very low voice. He glanced at Draco again.
Harry frowned. "Know what?" he asked.
Draco arched an eyebrow and smiled but didn't reply.
Seamus' eyes widened. "You don't know?"
Harry continued to frown. "Obviously."
Seamus' flush deepened.
"What is it that I don't know?" Harry asked.
Seamus didn't answer and looked quickly to both sides. "I - It's nothing, I guess," he stammered. "Nothing important."
Harry looked at him suspiciously. "Nothing?"
Seamus glanced at Draco yet again, causing a frowning Harry to do the same.
Draco looked Seamus in the eyes, remembering how the Irish boy had been one of his attackers the previous year. "Tell him," he said. "Harry needs to know."
"Can we go somewhere else?" Seamus asked through clenched teeth.
Still confused, Harry nodded, taking Draco's hand to let him know he wanted him to come as well. It seemed Draco already knew what Seamus had to say anyway. He had a feeling he also might know what it was about and felt very surprised.
Draco nodded and followed. Once they were in the library, he closed the door behind them.
The silence pressed. Seamus didn't seem too enthusiastic about spilling what he was about to confess. His cheeks were slightly pink again and his eyes still narrowed, like it was Harry and Draco's fault that he was there.
Harry stood, tapping his fingers a few times on his legs as he waited. He cleared his throat when it seemed that too much time had passed for them to be standing in the room without speaking.
Seamus let out a small sigh. "I ..." he said, and winced, going quiet again. The muscles in his jaw bulged as he seemed to be grinding his teeth. "This isn't an easy thing ... for me to say," he said finally.
Harry looked at him for a moment. "I think I might have an idea what this is about."
Seamus frowned. "I thought you said you didn't know."
"Well, I don't," said Harry. "Not really. But I think I might." He thought it could make it easier for Seamus to say it.
Seamus continued to frown. "Merlin," he muttered finally. "I like blokes, okay?" He flushed deeper.
Harry thought that was what he was going to say, but he still felt shocked. Seamus Finnigan liked blokes and he'd never had the slightest clue? And how the hell had Draco known? "Yeah .... Yeah, that's what I thought," he said.
"Yeah, well," said Seamus, looking to the floor. "I haven't told anyone, and I figured ... he would’ve told you." He glanced at Draco.
Harry looked at him too. "How did you know?" he asked.
"Theo," Draco said, smiling. "I was the one he went to when Seamus dumped him."
Harry's eyes widened. "Theo Nott?" he said. "He - you dated him?"
Seamus huffed quietly and nodded.
"'Dated' would be the polite word for what they did," Draco drawled.
Seamus looked sharply at Draco.
Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
Draco shrugged. "He was my friend and my lover, too," he explained.
"Nott was?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow. "How did I not know any of this back in school?"
Draco snorted. "From what I hear, you didn't pay much attention to what the rest of us did behind closed doors."
Harry shrugged. "I guess," he said.
Seamus was still standing there awkwardly. "Well," he said. "Now you know."
"And I suppose you don't want me to say anything?"
Seamus looked up.
"I won't," Harry assured him.
Draco shrugged. "I never said anything before and I won't now. But Finnigan?"
Seamus looked at Draco.
"Why?" Draco asked, meeting the other man's eyes.
"Are you honestly asking me that?" Seamus replied, frowning.
"Yes, I am," Draco said.
Seamus huffed again. "My parents, my friends - everything would change," he said. "I - I don't want -" He shook his head.
"And if you fall in love?" Draco asked, arching an eyebrow.
Seamus looked at Draco oddly and let out a slow breath. "I guess that would change things then," he said. "I wouldn't know. I've never been in love."
Draco smiled then. "And how will you find someone if they never know about you?" he asked.
Seamus gave Draco another odd look. "Why do you care?" he asked.
Draco wondered about that himself. "I guess being in love makes me want to see others happy, too," he admitted. "And I think it helps Harry to know we aren't alone."
Harry gave Draco an odd look himself but didn't say anything.
"You really are in love?" Seamus asked quietly after a moment.
Harry nodded and smiled at Draco. "Yes," he said quietly as well.
Draco looked at his lover, smiling wistfully at him. "Very much," he said softly.
Seamus stared at the two of them with a curious expression. He nodded. "Yeah, it's ... I can tell."
***
After a while, it was finally getting late and people started leaving for home. Seamus was the first to go, but said goodbye to both Harry and Draco.
It wasn't until the house was mostly empty that Ron approached again with Hermione nearby. "Well," he said quietly, "I guess we're leaving."
Harry nodded.
Ron sighed. "We can get together sometime - do something, or, you know, whatever."
"Yeah," said Harry. "That would be cool." Yes, things were definitely still weird between them.
Draco stood beside Harry, a hand on his back. He didn't respond, not wanting to risk breaking the tenuous peace.
Hermione made a small sound through her nose. "I'll see you, Harry," she said, hugging him. "M - Draco," she said with a nod to the other man.
Ron frowned, but at least nodded to Draco as well. "See you," he said, pulling his cloak on and taking Hermione's hand to leave with her.
"Good night," Draco said politely.
They went through the door and the last person to leave was Justin, who was gone very soon after.
"Merlin," said Harry quietly when the door was closed behind him, wary of the portrait hanging on the wall.
Draco sighed in relief. "Merlin and Morgana, is right," he said. "That was a long night."
"Yes," Harry agreed. "Almost too long." He reached his arms up to stretch and brought them around Draco's waist as he lowered them.
Draco smiled at his lover, stepping closer and pushing him back against the door as he lowered his mouth to Harry's.
Harry smiled too, sighing. "Very glad it's over," he said deeply.
Draco didn't reply - exactly. Instead, he kissed his lover, pressing his own body against Harry's.
Harry moaned softly, moving one hand to Draco's arse.
Draco trembled at Harry's touch, his tongue pressing into his lover's mouth as he pressed his groin to Harry's thigh.
Harry moaned again, his tongue against Draco's. He pressed his thigh more firmly to Draco's crotch.
Draco broke the kiss, but continued to lick and nip at Harry's lips. "Gods, it was so hard," he pressed more to emphasise how hard, "keeping my hands off you all night long."
"Something else is hard now," Harry whispered back, moving his leg to grasp Draco's cock through his trousers.
Draco moaned, pressing his face against Harry's and twitching his hips forward against his lover's hand. He braced one hand on the door and used the other to grab Harry's hair.
"Let's go to bed," Harry whispered huskily, moving his hand. "I'm gonna fuck you."
Those words always sent a thrill down Draco's spine and he gasped, "Yes."
Harry pushed off from the door and against Draco, kissing him again before he took his hand and led him up the steps to their bedroom.
Draco held tight to his lover's hand, wishing he had the concentration to just Apparate them. The stairs seemed too long.
As soon as they were inside the room, Harry began pulling at Draco's clothes, moving as quickly as he was able.
Draco reached to help Harry, actually getting tangled a bit as they both tried to quickly strip the other.
Harry threw Draco's shirt across the room in his frustration, then reached down to undo his trousers. He pushed those and his shorts down quickly and then reached to push off his own blasted trousers.
Draco loved how eager Harry was for him. His own breathing was ragged and his cock twitched in anticipation as he stepped out of the trousers his lover had pushed down.
Harry kicked out of his clothes and then moved to Draco's mouth again. He grasped Draco's shaft, pumping his hand over it.
Draco opened his mouth, moaning into Harry's. He reached for Harry's arse, squeezing it with one hand while the other slid up Harry's back to his hair.
"On your knees," Harry told him between kisses, sliding his free hand over Draco's skin.
Draco gasped and slid to his knees, his hands trailing down Harry's body as he did. He looked up at his lover, eyes dark with his desire.
Harry had meant for Draco to get on the bed, but this worked very well, too. He licked his lips. "Suck me," he ordered, taking a step up to Draco.
Draco grinned, reaching a hand to wrap around his lover's shaft, drawing the foreskin back. He licked his lips before bringing them to his lover's cock and sliding them over the moist head.
Harry let out a low groan, taking a handful of Draco's hair.
Draco sucked and licked his lover's cock, the taste and texture making him moan around the flesh as he did. And Harry's hand pulling his hair felt like it went straight to his own erection.
"Mmm, baby, love your mouth on me," Harry breathed, watching. He made sure to keep himself fairly calm. He didn't want to come yet.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, eyes closing as he focused on sucking Harry, his head bobbing as he panted through his nose.
"Okay - God, Draco, your fucking mouth - okay, on - on the bed," Harry said, fumbling through the sentence.
Draco gave his lover another hard suck before releasing his cock and scrambling to his feet.
Harry shivered, pressing against Draco again and mouthing along his shoulder and collarbone. He wondered if they would make it to the bed at all.
Draco reached for Harry, pressing his body and his cock to his lover. "Yes, baby," he whispered.
Harry rubbed against Draco and licked slowly across his neck and to his lips. "Gonna slick you up," he whispered, "make you so wet and slide into you. You want me to, Draco?"
Draco moaned, barely able to communicate the intensity of his feelings. "Oh, please, yes, I want you," he gasped.
"On your knees on the bed," Harry commanded, squeezing Draco's arse.
Draco trembled, backing away to the bed and then turning to climb on to it. On his hands and knees, he looked back hungrily at this lover.
Harry groaned at the sight. "Oh, baby, you look so good," he said. He crossed to Draco and reached to slide his hands from his shoulders to the start of the swell of his arse, squeezing again.
"Yes, oh, Harry, I need you," Draco moaned again, arching himself to meet that hand.
Harry was reminded of a cat as Draco arched. He stroked down his back again and then climbed onto the bed himself. He moved to rub a single finger over Draco's entrance and kissed the back of his neck.
Draco bent his head and spread his legs wider, making himself as open for Harry as he could. "Oh, yes," he gasped.
Harry moved a tiny bit lower and kissed the first bump in Draco's spine, still rubbing with his finger. He licked Draco's skin then, breathing over it hotly as he moved lower.
Draco shivered and moaned, fingers gripping the bedding.
Harry moved slowly down Draco's back, dragging his tongue over his skin and delivering little kisses. "Love this arse," he growled when he reached it, nipping.
"Oh, baby, yes, my arse is yours," Draco purred.
Harry nipped a little harder and then moved his finger to wiggle the very tip of his tongue over the hole, teasing.
Draco moaned loud and low, pressing his face into the bedding now. "Oh, baby, give me that tongue," he encouraged.
Harry shivered again at those words, his cock twitching. He smirked, moving his tongue in a circle around the rim and then dipping it into the centre. He squeezed Draco arse once again, spreading and kneading the flesh.
"Gods, that feels amazing," Draco cried out.
"Mmm," Harry hummed in agreement, thrilled to be giving Draco so much pleasure. He kneaded a little harder and then moved one hand away, only to bring it back sharply as he sucked.
Draco jumped when he felt the smack of Harry's hand on his arse. It was completely unexpected and made his entire body shudder, his cock most of all.
Harry brought his hand back and did it again, lifting his head after one last kiss to Draco's entrance.
Draco gasped, trembling but still pushing his arse back. "Oh, Gods," he moaned.
"So fucking hard for me," Harry said huskily, reaching between Draco's legs to touch the sticky head of his cock.
"Yes, for you," Draco moaned. "More, please."
With his fingers coated in Draco's pre-come, Harry brought them back to his arse and slid one inside, watching its progress.
The blond moaned and spread his legs so wide, he was nearly flat on the bed. "Harry, yes, please, fuck me," he begged.
Harry rubbed Draco's prostate, still watching him. He Summoned the lube and opened it with one hand, spreading some over his own cock. "God, I'm gonna fuck you so good, Draco," he whispered.
"Yes, always so good," Draco echoed, body spasming in pleasure as Harry's finger rubbed inside him.
Harry moved his hand away and crawled up behind Draco. He rubbed his cock over the opening, spreading his own pre-come over it. "You look so fucking amazing," he groaned. "So fucking good."
"Good, fuck me," Draco said, raising his hips to push back against his lover's cock.
Harry chuckled deeply, moving to slide into Draco. "Mmm, fuck, baby," he groaned, hands on Draco's sides.
Draco cried out in pleasure as he felt his lover's cock pressing deep into him. "Oh, Harry, you belong inside me," he moaned.
Harry bent to kiss Draco's skin. "Nowhere else I'd rather be," he whispered, rotating his hips against Draco and pressing forward firmly.
"Yes, yes," Draco panted, thrusting back to meet his lover.
Harry pressed the side of his face against Draco as he moved, thrusting into him. He pressed a hand low on Draco's belly, close to where his cock was hanging.
Draco lost himself in the pleasure of his lover fucking him, moaning and rocking with the thrusts. As much as he loved seeing Harry, this position always made it deeper and he delighted in that.
Harry was panting now and he used his hand to gently touch Draco's cock, but then gave it a bit of a squeeze, stroking him.
"Harry!" Draco gasped and then he groaned, his whole body spasming as he came.
Harry hissed in pleasure, thrusting only a few more times before he came as well. He had to release Draco's cock to hold up his own body, which suddenly felt very heavy. "Merlin, I love you," he whispered.
"Oh, yes," Draco gasped, collapsing onto the bed. "I love you more than anything."
Harry slipped from Draco as Draco fell, and then rolled beside him, his breathing quick. "More than anything," he whispered back, staring up at the ceiling and then at Draco. "You really mean that, don't you?"
Draco turned his head, smiling softly. "Do you doubt it?" he asked.
Harry held Draco's gaze for a moment. "No," he said with a bit of wonder in his voice. "But I can hardly believe it."
"I can barely believe it either," Draco whispered, reaching to run his fingers over his lover's face. "I wanted you for so long and here you are."
"I don't even feel like you’re the same person," Harry said quietly. "I love you, and I know I do, because - because I've never had this feeling before - about anything."
Draco looked into those amazing green eyes and his heart felt full with such joy he didn't have words for it. "Yes," he managed to whisper.
"I feel like I would do anything for you. I would do anything for you, Draco. No matter what the cost," Harry whispered back.
"All I need is for you to keep loving me, Harry," Draco whispered, stroking his cheek. "You already saved my life."
Harry moved closer to Draco, pulling his arm to encourage him to turn and press against him. "I'll love you forever," he promised in a whisper.
Draco turned and laid his head on Harry's shoulder, his arm around the other man's waist. "Forever and always," he whispered.
Harry kissed Draco's hair, letting a deep breath out slowly. "Yes," he whispered in return.
Chapter Title: No Matter What
Words: 2987 Words
Harry found himself wishing again that the party would end. Of course, he wanted to be alone with Draco, but he also simply wanted to be able to relax. He felt like he couldn't, and there was no denying that the party was dull and also tense, especially since Ron had got there. He tried to talk with people, entering into the Quidditch conversation, but even that was hard.
He was just thinking about going off with Draco somewhere else for a bit when Seamus approached him, his cheeks slightly pink and his expression sort of a wry grimace. He cleared his throat quietly, glancing at Draco and back to Harry.
Harry stared questioningly. He'd thought Seamus had been acting strangely all night long, and this behaviour only reaffirmed it.
"I guess you already know then," Seamus said in a very, very low voice. He glanced at Draco again.
Harry frowned. "Know what?" he asked.
Draco arched an eyebrow and smiled but didn't reply.
Seamus' eyes widened. "You don't know?"
Harry continued to frown. "Obviously."
Seamus' flush deepened.
"What is it that I don't know?" Harry asked.
Seamus didn't answer and looked quickly to both sides. "I - It's nothing, I guess," he stammered. "Nothing important."
Harry looked at him suspiciously. "Nothing?"
Seamus glanced at Draco yet again, causing a frowning Harry to do the same.
Draco looked Seamus in the eyes, remembering how the Irish boy had been one of his attackers the previous year. "Tell him," he said. "Harry needs to know."
"Can we go somewhere else?" Seamus asked through clenched teeth.
Still confused, Harry nodded, taking Draco's hand to let him know he wanted him to come as well. It seemed Draco already knew what Seamus had to say anyway. He had a feeling he also might know what it was about and felt very surprised.
Draco nodded and followed. Once they were in the library, he closed the door behind them.
The silence pressed. Seamus didn't seem too enthusiastic about spilling what he was about to confess. His cheeks were slightly pink again and his eyes still narrowed, like it was Harry and Draco's fault that he was there.
Harry stood, tapping his fingers a few times on his legs as he waited. He cleared his throat when it seemed that too much time had passed for them to be standing in the room without speaking.
Seamus let out a small sigh. "I ..." he said, and winced, going quiet again. The muscles in his jaw bulged as he seemed to be grinding his teeth. "This isn't an easy thing ... for me to say," he said finally.
Harry looked at him for a moment. "I think I might have an idea what this is about."
Seamus frowned. "I thought you said you didn't know."
"Well, I don't," said Harry. "Not really. But I think I might." He thought it could make it easier for Seamus to say it.
Seamus continued to frown. "Merlin," he muttered finally. "I like blokes, okay?" He flushed deeper.
Harry thought that was what he was going to say, but he still felt shocked. Seamus Finnigan liked blokes and he'd never had the slightest clue? And how the hell had Draco known? "Yeah .... Yeah, that's what I thought," he said.
"Yeah, well," said Seamus, looking to the floor. "I haven't told anyone, and I figured ... he would’ve told you." He glanced at Draco.
Harry looked at him too. "How did you know?" he asked.
"Theo," Draco said, smiling. "I was the one he went to when Seamus dumped him."
Harry's eyes widened. "Theo Nott?" he said. "He - you dated him?"
Seamus huffed quietly and nodded.
"'Dated' would be the polite word for what they did," Draco drawled.
Seamus looked sharply at Draco.
Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
Draco shrugged. "He was my friend and my lover, too," he explained.
"Nott was?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow. "How did I not know any of this back in school?"
Draco snorted. "From what I hear, you didn't pay much attention to what the rest of us did behind closed doors."
Harry shrugged. "I guess," he said.
Seamus was still standing there awkwardly. "Well," he said. "Now you know."
"And I suppose you don't want me to say anything?"
Seamus looked up.
"I won't," Harry assured him.
Draco shrugged. "I never said anything before and I won't now. But Finnigan?"
Seamus looked at Draco.
"Why?" Draco asked, meeting the other man's eyes.
"Are you honestly asking me that?" Seamus replied, frowning.
"Yes, I am," Draco said.
Seamus huffed again. "My parents, my friends - everything would change," he said. "I - I don't want -" He shook his head.
"And if you fall in love?" Draco asked, arching an eyebrow.
Seamus looked at Draco oddly and let out a slow breath. "I guess that would change things then," he said. "I wouldn't know. I've never been in love."
Draco smiled then. "And how will you find someone if they never know about you?" he asked.
Seamus gave Draco another odd look. "Why do you care?" he asked.
Draco wondered about that himself. "I guess being in love makes me want to see others happy, too," he admitted. "And I think it helps Harry to know we aren't alone."
Harry gave Draco an odd look himself but didn't say anything.
"You really are in love?" Seamus asked quietly after a moment.
Harry nodded and smiled at Draco. "Yes," he said quietly as well.
Draco looked at his lover, smiling wistfully at him. "Very much," he said softly.
Seamus stared at the two of them with a curious expression. He nodded. "Yeah, it's ... I can tell."
***
After a while, it was finally getting late and people started leaving for home. Seamus was the first to go, but said goodbye to both Harry and Draco.
It wasn't until the house was mostly empty that Ron approached again with Hermione nearby. "Well," he said quietly, "I guess we're leaving."
Harry nodded.
Ron sighed. "We can get together sometime - do something, or, you know, whatever."
"Yeah," said Harry. "That would be cool." Yes, things were definitely still weird between them.
Draco stood beside Harry, a hand on his back. He didn't respond, not wanting to risk breaking the tenuous peace.
Hermione made a small sound through her nose. "I'll see you, Harry," she said, hugging him. "M - Draco," she said with a nod to the other man.
Ron frowned, but at least nodded to Draco as well. "See you," he said, pulling his cloak on and taking Hermione's hand to leave with her.
"Good night," Draco said politely.
They went through the door and the last person to leave was Justin, who was gone very soon after.
"Merlin," said Harry quietly when the door was closed behind him, wary of the portrait hanging on the wall.
Draco sighed in relief. "Merlin and Morgana, is right," he said. "That was a long night."
"Yes," Harry agreed. "Almost too long." He reached his arms up to stretch and brought them around Draco's waist as he lowered them.
Draco smiled at his lover, stepping closer and pushing him back against the door as he lowered his mouth to Harry's.
Harry smiled too, sighing. "Very glad it's over," he said deeply.
Draco didn't reply - exactly. Instead, he kissed his lover, pressing his own body against Harry's.
Harry moaned softly, moving one hand to Draco's arse.
Draco trembled at Harry's touch, his tongue pressing into his lover's mouth as he pressed his groin to Harry's thigh.
Harry moaned again, his tongue against Draco's. He pressed his thigh more firmly to Draco's crotch.
Draco broke the kiss, but continued to lick and nip at Harry's lips. "Gods, it was so hard," he pressed more to emphasise how hard, "keeping my hands off you all night long."
"Something else is hard now," Harry whispered back, moving his leg to grasp Draco's cock through his trousers.
Draco moaned, pressing his face against Harry's and twitching his hips forward against his lover's hand. He braced one hand on the door and used the other to grab Harry's hair.
"Let's go to bed," Harry whispered huskily, moving his hand. "I'm gonna fuck you."
Those words always sent a thrill down Draco's spine and he gasped, "Yes."
Harry pushed off from the door and against Draco, kissing him again before he took his hand and led him up the steps to their bedroom.
Draco held tight to his lover's hand, wishing he had the concentration to just Apparate them. The stairs seemed too long.
As soon as they were inside the room, Harry began pulling at Draco's clothes, moving as quickly as he was able.
Draco reached to help Harry, actually getting tangled a bit as they both tried to quickly strip the other.
Harry threw Draco's shirt across the room in his frustration, then reached down to undo his trousers. He pushed those and his shorts down quickly and then reached to push off his own blasted trousers.
Draco loved how eager Harry was for him. His own breathing was ragged and his cock twitched in anticipation as he stepped out of the trousers his lover had pushed down.
Harry kicked out of his clothes and then moved to Draco's mouth again. He grasped Draco's shaft, pumping his hand over it.
Draco opened his mouth, moaning into Harry's. He reached for Harry's arse, squeezing it with one hand while the other slid up Harry's back to his hair.
"On your knees," Harry told him between kisses, sliding his free hand over Draco's skin.
Draco gasped and slid to his knees, his hands trailing down Harry's body as he did. He looked up at his lover, eyes dark with his desire.
Harry had meant for Draco to get on the bed, but this worked very well, too. He licked his lips. "Suck me," he ordered, taking a step up to Draco.
Draco grinned, reaching a hand to wrap around his lover's shaft, drawing the foreskin back. He licked his lips before bringing them to his lover's cock and sliding them over the moist head.
Harry let out a low groan, taking a handful of Draco's hair.
Draco sucked and licked his lover's cock, the taste and texture making him moan around the flesh as he did. And Harry's hand pulling his hair felt like it went straight to his own erection.
"Mmm, baby, love your mouth on me," Harry breathed, watching. He made sure to keep himself fairly calm. He didn't want to come yet.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, eyes closing as he focused on sucking Harry, his head bobbing as he panted through his nose.
"Okay - God, Draco, your fucking mouth - okay, on - on the bed," Harry said, fumbling through the sentence.
Draco gave his lover another hard suck before releasing his cock and scrambling to his feet.
Harry shivered, pressing against Draco again and mouthing along his shoulder and collarbone. He wondered if they would make it to the bed at all.
Draco reached for Harry, pressing his body and his cock to his lover. "Yes, baby," he whispered.
Harry rubbed against Draco and licked slowly across his neck and to his lips. "Gonna slick you up," he whispered, "make you so wet and slide into you. You want me to, Draco?"
Draco moaned, barely able to communicate the intensity of his feelings. "Oh, please, yes, I want you," he gasped.
"On your knees on the bed," Harry commanded, squeezing Draco's arse.
Draco trembled, backing away to the bed and then turning to climb on to it. On his hands and knees, he looked back hungrily at this lover.
Harry groaned at the sight. "Oh, baby, you look so good," he said. He crossed to Draco and reached to slide his hands from his shoulders to the start of the swell of his arse, squeezing again.
"Yes, oh, Harry, I need you," Draco moaned again, arching himself to meet that hand.
Harry was reminded of a cat as Draco arched. He stroked down his back again and then climbed onto the bed himself. He moved to rub a single finger over Draco's entrance and kissed the back of his neck.
Draco bent his head and spread his legs wider, making himself as open for Harry as he could. "Oh, yes," he gasped.
Harry moved a tiny bit lower and kissed the first bump in Draco's spine, still rubbing with his finger. He licked Draco's skin then, breathing over it hotly as he moved lower.
Draco shivered and moaned, fingers gripping the bedding.
Harry moved slowly down Draco's back, dragging his tongue over his skin and delivering little kisses. "Love this arse," he growled when he reached it, nipping.
"Oh, baby, yes, my arse is yours," Draco purred.
Harry nipped a little harder and then moved his finger to wiggle the very tip of his tongue over the hole, teasing.
Draco moaned loud and low, pressing his face into the bedding now. "Oh, baby, give me that tongue," he encouraged.
Harry shivered again at those words, his cock twitching. He smirked, moving his tongue in a circle around the rim and then dipping it into the centre. He squeezed Draco arse once again, spreading and kneading the flesh.
"Gods, that feels amazing," Draco cried out.
"Mmm," Harry hummed in agreement, thrilled to be giving Draco so much pleasure. He kneaded a little harder and then moved one hand away, only to bring it back sharply as he sucked.
Draco jumped when he felt the smack of Harry's hand on his arse. It was completely unexpected and made his entire body shudder, his cock most of all.
Harry brought his hand back and did it again, lifting his head after one last kiss to Draco's entrance.
Draco gasped, trembling but still pushing his arse back. "Oh, Gods," he moaned.
"So fucking hard for me," Harry said huskily, reaching between Draco's legs to touch the sticky head of his cock.
"Yes, for you," Draco moaned. "More, please."
With his fingers coated in Draco's pre-come, Harry brought them back to his arse and slid one inside, watching its progress.
The blond moaned and spread his legs so wide, he was nearly flat on the bed. "Harry, yes, please, fuck me," he begged.
Harry rubbed Draco's prostate, still watching him. He Summoned the lube and opened it with one hand, spreading some over his own cock. "God, I'm gonna fuck you so good, Draco," he whispered.
"Yes, always so good," Draco echoed, body spasming in pleasure as Harry's finger rubbed inside him.
Harry moved his hand away and crawled up behind Draco. He rubbed his cock over the opening, spreading his own pre-come over it. "You look so fucking amazing," he groaned. "So fucking good."
"Good, fuck me," Draco said, raising his hips to push back against his lover's cock.
Harry chuckled deeply, moving to slide into Draco. "Mmm, fuck, baby," he groaned, hands on Draco's sides.
Draco cried out in pleasure as he felt his lover's cock pressing deep into him. "Oh, Harry, you belong inside me," he moaned.
Harry bent to kiss Draco's skin. "Nowhere else I'd rather be," he whispered, rotating his hips against Draco and pressing forward firmly.
"Yes, yes," Draco panted, thrusting back to meet his lover.
Harry pressed the side of his face against Draco as he moved, thrusting into him. He pressed a hand low on Draco's belly, close to where his cock was hanging.
Draco lost himself in the pleasure of his lover fucking him, moaning and rocking with the thrusts. As much as he loved seeing Harry, this position always made it deeper and he delighted in that.
Harry was panting now and he used his hand to gently touch Draco's cock, but then gave it a bit of a squeeze, stroking him.
"Harry!" Draco gasped and then he groaned, his whole body spasming as he came.
Harry hissed in pleasure, thrusting only a few more times before he came as well. He had to release Draco's cock to hold up his own body, which suddenly felt very heavy. "Merlin, I love you," he whispered.
"Oh, yes," Draco gasped, collapsing onto the bed. "I love you more than anything."
Harry slipped from Draco as Draco fell, and then rolled beside him, his breathing quick. "More than anything," he whispered back, staring up at the ceiling and then at Draco. "You really mean that, don't you?"
Draco turned his head, smiling softly. "Do you doubt it?" he asked.
Harry held Draco's gaze for a moment. "No," he said with a bit of wonder in his voice. "But I can hardly believe it."
"I can barely believe it either," Draco whispered, reaching to run his fingers over his lover's face. "I wanted you for so long and here you are."
"I don't even feel like you’re the same person," Harry said quietly. "I love you, and I know I do, because - because I've never had this feeling before - about anything."
Draco looked into those amazing green eyes and his heart felt full with such joy he didn't have words for it. "Yes," he managed to whisper.
"I feel like I would do anything for you. I would do anything for you, Draco. No matter what the cost," Harry whispered back.
"All I need is for you to keep loving me, Harry," Draco whispered, stroking his cheek. "You already saved my life."
Harry moved closer to Draco, pulling his arm to encourage him to turn and press against him. "I'll love you forever," he promised in a whisper.
Draco turned and laid his head on Harry's shoulder, his arm around the other man's waist. "Forever and always," he whispered.
Harry kissed Draco's hair, letting a deep breath out slowly. "Yes," he whispered in return.