Author's Note: Hey guys! Just a little fic I came up with, and thought I'd share. Enjoy!
Harry stretched his arms above his head, silk sheets caressing his bare skin.
"What a sight to come home to," a voice drawled from the open doorway.
Harry laid his hands suggestively low on his stomach, as he turned his sated green eyes to Draco's lean form. "How was your day dear?" he asked blandly.
The blonde chuckled. "Frustratingly boring," he replied, shucking his robes.
"You were the one that set up the meeting," he remarked with an amused grin.
"Don't remind me," he sighed, crawling onto the bed beside the brunet. "Although," he began ruefully, "I had no idea that you would have the urge to stay in bed all day…naked."
Harry grinned at him. "And if you had known that, would you have scheduled the meeting for another day?"
"Absolutely," he breathed, nuzzling the brunet's neck.
"You were only gone a couple of hours," he pointed out.
"Didn't you miss me?" the blonde purred, his long, eloquent fingers sliding down Harry's torso suggestively.
"Did I say that?" he asked, shifting so that Draco lay on his back with Harry straddling his waist. Another shift and he pressed his cock against Draco's rapidly-hardening shaft.
"What do you plan to do with me now?" Draco asked with a smirk.
Harry rolled his hips, sliding his cock along the length of Draco's shaft, a moan leaving his lips when their heads brushed.
The brunet continued to rock his hips until he sent the two of them over the edge, their cum splattering their stomachs.
Draco caught Harry before he could tumble forward. "Didn't feel like another round?" he teased.
"With how many times you took me last night, and this morning?" he asked with a cheeky grin as he snuggled against the blonde's chest. "I need a bit more time to recover," he murmured lazily. "Or a healing potion," he added, placing a kiss over the blonde's heart.
"I've got one of the latter," Draco stated, resting his head atop the brunet's messy hair.
Harry chuckled tiredly. "Nap, food, then potion," he stated firmly.
"Whatever you say dear," Draco replied indulgently.
"We must thank Molly for taking the kids for the weekend," he murmured sleepily.
"You know she did it to give us greater opportunities to provide her with more grandchildren," Draco pointed out.
"I do…and I also know she'd be disappointed you left for a business meeting." He glanced up, amusement shimmering in his tired eyes, grinning when Draco blanched. "Especially such a boring one."
"I didn't know she'd planned to give us a weekend to ourselves when I arranged the meeting, and damn it, I've finally managed to make the Malfoy name something to be respected again, I can't break a promise and risk that now." He glanced at the brunet with a self-depreciating smile. "No matter how…tempting…it might be."
"I'm proud of you," Harry murmured, kissing Draco's chest once more. "Which is why I didn't tempt you to stay home." The blonde arched an eyebrow. "Deliberately. And if Molly does find out, I'll protect you."
"Shouldn't I be the one with sway as her son in law?"
Harry grinned. "Oh, but as her adopted son, I have the most sway of anyone," he stated, blinking innocently. "Part of Molly will always remember me as the skinny eleven-year-old she first met, and…I can play to that when it suits me."
"Harry!" he replied, mock-scandalised.
"She knows I'm doing it, she just can't help herself." He yawned. "Now nap," he stated. "Then food…potion…and more sex," he yawned, snuggling closer to the blonde who wrapped his arms around his husband, determined that he would make the most of the rest of their time alone together.