Love United

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Authoress Notes: Thanks to Shannon for the beta read! This started out as a response to Inell's challenge to me, but it went in a completely different direction, so I will save that for another time!
Authoress Notes 2: As a request from a special friend of mine, this fic is going to have a back-story to it. It'll be my first real Draco/Blaise multi-chapter fic so I hope it'll be of some interest to anyone who reads this one.
Word Count: 1,355 ((Does not include -- symbols or 'The End'))
Written on: January 10, 2005
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Blaise Zabini, 24-year-old male, was once a dark Prince of Slytherin. He reigned beside the true Slytherin Prince for most of their Hogwarts years and they ruled the dungeons with authority. If someone, whether it was a professor, ghost, portrait, or student that faced one, it was known that this same person would have to face the other. They were friends from childhood, both having grown up with Pansy Parkinson and Adrian Pucey, who in turn was a year a head of the childhood Slytherin trio. They had been lovers in secret, each wanting to keep their relationship private from prying eyes.

It was only in the midst of such tendencies did Blaise realize just how much he and the former Slytherin Prince had faced together. It was in these moments that he would allow his thoughts to go through their past and know that they were truly meant to be together. They faced their hardships just as any other couple, but they had one thing that most did not have: their bond.

No one, not even their fathers, had known of their bond to each other. It had been done before the final battle, each man understanding that there was a chance neither would survive. They were known Death Eaters, both following in the footsteps of their fathers. This still didn't stop their love for each other. They couldn't. It was the only thing they each believed; it would be the only thing to keep them alive. In the end, in order to save their own lives and their love, they betrayed the Dark Lord and surrendered themselves to Harry Potter and his supporters.

They had held hands and knelt in front of Harry Potter, their heads raised high then lowered to bow before him as a sign of their servitude to him. Harry had trusted them without a second glance and with the help of their betrayal, Harry Potter and supporters stood victorious. In the ceremony held in Potter's name, he made sure two males did not go unnoticed. If Harry was seen as a Savior to the wizarding world, they were his Knights. He had given them freedom from Azkaban and in return, they swore their allegiance once more.

It had been five years since the night Voldemort fallen to Harry Potter. It was now Christmas and the manor, along with the outside world, was decorated for a Christmas celebration. The ground was blanketed with snow so white and fluffy that it would remind someone of clouds. The trees were covered with ice and snow, and it would truly remind someone of a beautiful winter wonderland. Malfoy Manor, once a Death Eater meeting place, was no longer what it used to be. It had become a symbol of prosperity instead of death and it was now a high honor to even see it in person.

Inside of the manor, the colors of red, gold, silver, and green decorated most of the belongings in a festive tradition. A snow-white tree was in the corner of the main room, decorated in ornaments and tinsel with presents basking underneath as the moonlight danced over them through the window. A fire blazed high in the fireplace, giving the room an extra bit of beauty that it so rightly deserved.

Although the manor was quiet with the fire being the only sound in the main room, in the master bedroom of the manor, it was not such a silent night. As the moonlight brushed through the window, two figures could be seen celebrating their Christmas just a bit early. Their union was a symbol of what Christmas really meant to them. It was a symbol of love, freedom, birth, but most of all, it was a symbol of their freedom.
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Blaise glared at Draco as he struggled against the bonds that held his wrists, growling a little when his boyfriend merely shrugged and smirked. Draco chuckled at Blaise's discomfort, knowing that he really didn't like to be tied, but did it for Draco's pleasures.

Smiling innocently, Draco dragged the rose over Blaise's cheek, his eyes glittering when his lover of six years shivered. "You like it," he purred with a gentle voice.

Blaise looked at him, his voice hitching a little, "No, I don't."

Draco tilted his head and smiled, dragging the rose over his lips then his chin, dragging it gracefully over his neck. "I have to disagree with you, Blaise," he whispered gently. "Your mind screams you hate it, but," Draco moved his eyes over the gift in front of him then back at his boyfriend, "your body screams you love it."

Blaise took a soft breath, his eyes watching Draco with a look of need inside. Draco smiled and crawled over him slowly then bent his head, brushing his lips over his. Blaise shivered and opened his mouth, his fingers cringing as he struggled against his bonds. Draco bent his head and kissed Blaise's neck, causing the man to move his head back to give more room to his boyfriend.

Draco moved his hands over the body underneath him with a sensual touch, his fingers dragging over the chiseled muscles of his lover. Blaise shivered under his touch, his tongue moving over his lips slowly as he arched against his lover's hands. Draco chuckled softly and purred words against his ear, Blaise's body and cock twitching at his voice. Draco smirked when he felt the reactions, reaching with his hand and grabbing his boyfriend. Blaise's mouth opened but no sound came out as he thrust into his boyfriend's hand.

Draco reached for his wand and whispered a lubrication spell, getting himself ready for his boyfriend. He placed his wand back on their nightstand and with his free hand, steadied Blaise's hips as he positioned himself against his back hole. He released Blaise's waist and pushed himself in slowly, moving his head back as his hand went back to Blaise's waist to steady himself. Blaise arched and moaned, his feet moving to rest on the bed.

"Oh...fuck..."

Draco pulled out then pushed back in, setting a rhythm that Blaise matched with eagerness. Draco stroked his boyfriend's cock as he moved, each of them giving themselves over to the other. As they moved with fever, time seemed to have stood still just for them. Seconds seemed like minutes, minutes seemed like hours, and hours could seem like hours; time held no matter to them.

Draco pulled back then slammed into his boyfriend, sending his hot seed deep into his boyfriend's bowels. Blaise threw his head back and screamed Draco's name as he exploded into Draco's hand, his body shaking hard. Draco's body shook and as he raised his hand to untie his boyfriend, he licked his lips then collapsed on top of Blaise. The moment Blaise's wrists were free, he flipped Draco to his back and covered his mouth with his, kissing him passionately.

Draco raised his shaky hands and entangled his fingers into Blaise's hair, giving even more of himself over to his boyfriend. Blaise deepened the kiss then pulled away, his voice trembling against Draco's lips, "Wow."

Draco nodded as he took several deep breaths, trying to get his body to calm down. He opened his eyes and looked up at Blaise, receiving a dark smile from the man above him. Blaise nipped at his lips then wrapped his arms tight around him. Draco cuddled and kissed his lips as he dragged his fingers through Blaise's hair.

Sighing gently, Blaise put his head over Draco's shoulder and smiled as he dragged his fingers over Draco's back. Draco shivered and chuckled, "You are tickling me, love." Blaise chuckled darkly and kissed his neck. Draco sighed and placed his head over Blaise's, his eyes shutting.

"Blaise?"

"Mmm?"

"I love you."

Blaise raised his head and looked at him, smiling very soft. He kissed Draco's lips gently then whispered, "I love you more then you can ever know, my Dragon," and with those final words for the night, the only sounds left in the room were those of a couple joining in a perfect unity of love.
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The End