A/N: My best friend challenged me to write some smut last night and I couldn't bring myself to write full-blown sex without fluff so I had to write the post-coital bliss. I'm not really used to not writing fluff so yeah whatever that was my story. It's not long either but I enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it.

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K.Rowling daaamn.

Afterglow

Draco pushed his hips up and closed his eyes as a wave of pleasure washed over him. He let out the breath that he didn't know he'd been holding and released the bed sheets from his sweaty fingers, his eyes still screwed shut and his chest still rising and falling heavily. The body that had slumped, all energy gone, on top of his chest was in the same predicament as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Is that what it's going to be like every time?" Draco said, his voice hoarse. Harry, who shook his head in disbelief, slowly eased himself out and collapsed on the bed beside his boyfriend.

"I hope so," he said and chuckled. He turned to face Draco and tucked a piece of his sweaty golden hair behind his ear, stroking his hair and cheek adoringly.

"Do you feel special now? Like we've progressed as a couple?" The teenager said seriously and Draco laughed.

"You do realise that you ruined that moment completely by talking about progressing. Is that even a bloody word you arse?" He threw his head back and barked with laughter, his eyes crinkled. "I love you Potter, but please don't use the word progressed again,"

Harry narrowed his eyes and blushed, trying to busy himself by draping the duvet over their sweaty bodies. "Yes it is a word and I love you too," He said snootily, patting the soft covers down around their bodies.

Draco moved slightly so that his legs were tangled with Harry's and his head was resting slightly on his shoulder. Harry smiled at the feeling of a warm, naked body by the side of him and almost shuddered at his tummy jumping. He slowly draped his arm around Draco's naked shoulders and played with his boyfriend's hair absentmindedly, his fingers curling around the silky locks and letting them go.

"Are we always going to be this cuddly after we've had sex?" Draco asked meekly, placing his hand softly on Harry's chest.

"Um..I dunno. Why?" He said curiously.

Draco coloured furiously and said, "I kind of like being cuddled by you,"

Harry laughed and kissed the top of Draco's head lovingly.

"I kind of like cuddling you too, Draco."

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