Entwined lives

The next few weeks passed uneventfully and still Draco took his time deciding which was worse: bareing his soul to Harry or loosing him.Harry tried to be patient about Draco's decision but all of the house's inhabitants could see that he was frustrated, sexually and otherwise. Avril and Remus slowly built up their relationship as she and Ron grew closer and closer. Their relationship had gone from strenght to strength since Hermione had visited Ron. He was now ready to really let her in.

While watching Harry make dinner one Tuesday night the decision came to Draco like a bolt of lightning. It took him a few days to decide how to show Harry what he wanted.

That Sunday morning he awoke at an unreasonably early hour. He dressed and crept to Harry's room. He let himself in and tiptoed to the sleeping inhabitant. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at Harry for a few moments. He watched his chest rise and fall slowly as Harry slept on. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Harry's collarbone. He kissed again and again until he felt more then heard Harry moan in his sleep. He moved lower and bit down softly on Harry's right nipple. Harry sleepily moved his hands and tangled his fingers in Draco's silken locks as Draco suckled his lover. Harry drifted into consciousness and pulled Draco away reluctantly as he awoke. He looked confused at Draco's actions.

"I know it's taken me a while to decide what I want but I know now. It's only taken me so long because I wanted to be sure that I could let someone in. Harry, I...I..."

"It's ok, Drey, you don't have to say it."

"No, I do. Harry," Draco took a deep breath. "I...I... Shit, there is something wrong with me! Why can't I say it?"

"It'll come Drey. Don't worry. I know how you feel. Now let me illustrate how I feel." Harry leaned in and pounced on Draco's lips. Draco didn't move for a few moments out of shock and then Draco remembered the fire he felt for Harry. He pushed at Harry, sucking and biting at his lips hungrily. His hands explored as his tongue was granted permission to explore the wet caverns of Harry's mouth that he had sorely missed. His need for physical attention from Harry took over and soon he was biting roughly at Harry's neck and digging his nails into Harry's soft skin so hard that Harry cried out in pain and pushed Draco away. "Too rough Drey!"

"I thought you liked it rough."

"I do but there are times I want something else. There are times when I want to enjoy you for a very long time."

Draco looked guiltily at the bite and scratch marks on Harry's neck and chest. He looked in disbelief at the lovebites on Harry's skin and found it hard to grasp how much his physical need to feel Harry touching him and not feel dirty had taken over.

"What is this Drey? You were so possessed."

"I...I just...I need to have someone touch me without wanting to use me. I want someone to touch me without it feeling dirty." Draco couldn't meet Harry's eyes as he said this. Harry understood without words: Draco had had bad experiences, with or without consent. He reached up and took Draco's face in his hands. He pulled him to him and kissed him softly. He slowly pulled Draco's clothes off, kissing every piece of skin as it came into the light of the slowly disappearing stars. Tears rose to Draco's eyes and bubbled out over the closed lids. Harry pulled Draco into the bed with him and lay him down gently. He moved his naked form over Draco, his weight pushing him gently into the mattress as he continued to kiss him softly. Draco forced down a sob as Harry intertwined his fingers in his. Harry heard the choked sound that his lover had made and pulled his lips away from his. He felt his heart pull at the tears that were trailing slowly down his cheeks. He tenderly pulled his hands free and wiped away Draco's tears with the pads of his thumbs. "I'm sorry." Draco said.

"You have nothing to apologise for." Harry said, kissing Draco's tear trails. Draco wrapped his arms around him and held on gingerly. He held Harry as Harry moved his kisses down his neck and torso. He licked and sucked and nibbled at Draco. Draco's hold broke and his fingers tangled in black locks as Harry sucked at Draco's cock. He sucked slowly, taking time and care with Draco. He wanted Draco to know that he wanted this and was enjoying the body beneath him. He sucked deep and moved his hand to Draco's balls. He slowly moved them in his hand and Draco moaned in relief and ecstacy. He gasped and groaned as Harry swapped around, his mouth now on Draco's balls and his hand caressing hs cock. Higher and higher Draco soared as his lover sucked. Harry stopped and moved up to Draco's face. Draco looked into the emerald orbs above him. He felt something he had never truly felt before: safe. He felt safe here in this bed with this man that had once been his enemy. Draco arched up and kissed Harry as he lubricated Draco's entrance. He slid in slowly, gently, tenderly and Draco gasped. Harry moved slowly, back and forth, slowly shething himself in his lover. He entwined his fingers in Draco's once more and raised his hands above his head. Their fingers gripped tighter and tighter as they spiralled higher and higher into oblivion. They ceased to exist without each other. They lost each other in the ecstacy of each other bodies. Draco moved his hips in time to Harry as thay got closer and closer to paradise. They crescendoed at the exact same time and it was in that moment when Harry collapsed on top of him panting that he knew he could never be with another man as long as he lived. They had not just slept together that morning, they had bonded. Forever.

Draco swept Harry's hair away from his sweaty forehead. Harry looked up and kissed Draco softly. They positioned themselves so that Draco was laying embraced and protected in Harry's loving arms. Harry rested his head in the crook of Draco's neck and started to drift off as Draco swept his fingers softly over his arms.

"I love you Harry." Draco whispered when he thought Harry had drifted off.

"I love you too. See, I told you you'd say it Drey." Harry said. They drifted off in each others arms, not emerging until the next morning, their day punctuated with talking, love making and sleeping. For some of that day, they just lay there together, no words needed for souls that connected.