The warmth of the breeze surface into his bedroom, leaving Draco almost regretful for leaving his window open as he reluctantly opened his eyes. Shifting on his side he paused to admire the person that lay beside him
"I can feel your eyes on me", Harry said tiredly with his head barred beneath the covers.
"I can't help that I have a taste for art."
Harry then placed the covers off from himself, to stare at his beloved silvery blue eyes.
"What time is it?"
"Time for you to go to work", Draco was now rustling as he sat himself up, "and for me to feed the kids."
Harry loved how Draco referred to Gristle and Pagan (their cats) as 'the kids.'
"I don't wanna go to work."
"Then call in sick." Draco kissed his lover's cheek making a trail down his neck, as his hands made there way down creating a bulge in Harry's shorts.
Now Harry was fully awake, looking at Draco as he rested on his elbows.
"You're very temping and a very 'bad' influence might I add."
"I'm a bad boy", Draco purred. "What are you going to do about it?"
Yes, Draco was very tempting indeed Harry could feel himself getting hard finally he said
"Shut up and kiss me, then you'll find out." Harry's boss was not going to take a liking to him being late again.
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