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Harry awoke to rough hands pushing him onto his back, before a larger body covered his. His hands were grasped in a steel-like grip and dragged over his head. Before he truly knew what was happening, the body above Harry settled between his legs, immobilizing Harry.

Harry opened his eye, squinting, trying to see through the sleep and the dark and his naturally fuzzy blur. In the small shaft of moonlight, Harry saw the person above him.

"Draco?"

The blond didn't seem to hear Harry, or rather; he didn't seem to understand Harry. Harry caught a glimpse of Draco' eyes; they were wild, inhuman eyes; haunted eyes. And Harry knew what was going to happen.

After that, everything blurred together. With a growl at the back of his throat, Draco latched onto Harry's neck, biting at the tendon; kneading it between his teeth' drawing the blood to the surface; marking Harry. And Harry put up no fight; neither did he encourage Draco.

One instant there was cloth separating the two, the next they were flesh to flesh. As much as Harry tried, he couldn't stop his body's reaction to Draco. As Draco roughly rocked his hips against Harry, he could feel himself swelling due to the stimulation.

Draco transferred his grip on Harry's wrists to one hand. There other he trailed down the sides to the smaller body. He used his nails, leaving light red gashes in their wake.

Harried was pinned down by Draco's superior weight, so his movement was limited. He tried not to squirm. Harry closed his eyes when he felt Draco's hand at his entrance. Harry relaxed his body as much as he could, but was still unprepared at the intrusion; the painful thrust of two calloused fingers, the sharp slide of nails against sensitive skin.

Draco thrust his fingers in and out of Harry, intentionally ignoring the smaller boy's prostate. A short time later, he withdrew his fingers and released his hold on Harry's wrists.

"Leave them there." The voice was rough, gravelly and animalistic; and Harry shivered. He silently cursed his body's reaction to Draco, even through logically he knew it was only a reaction to a certain stimulus; Draco could induce a reaction from a rock.

Draco sat back on his haunches and spit on his hand. He grabbed his own erection and; mingling with the pearly drops oozing from the tip, lubed his cock. With a brief glance at Harry, Draco hooked his arms under Harry's legs and rammed inside and started moving. He gave Harry no time to acclimate himself to the intrusion.

Harry's eyes squeezed tightly closed and he fisted his hands, digging his nails into the flesh of his palms until he drew blood. Even knowing why everything was happening, why Draco was doing this, it didn't lessen the physical pain.

There was no finesse to Draco's movements. They were frenzied and frantic and, most of all, desperate. He leaned over Harry and captured his lips in a kiss so incongruous with his other action. The kiss was gentle, thorough and sweet. Draco moved his mouth and licked the path of tears Harry didn't know he'd shed. Below, Draco's thrusts were hard, fast and bruising.

It was over quickly. Before Harry knew it, Draco groaned and stiffened and deep inside, Harry felt warm wetness. Draco slumped heavily onto Harry, making breathing difficult. The friction from Draco's heavy panting reminded Harry that through it all, his body had not been unaffected. He tried to wriggle his hips to no avail, but it did capture Draco's attention. He lifted his head, which had been resting on Harry's chest over his hear, and looked up.

Draco levered himself to his elbows and looked between their bodies. He smirked when he saw Harry's straining erection. Slowly he slid out of Harry ands at back on his heels. He watched as his seed slowly dripped from Harry's body.

When sliver eyes locked with green Harry was relieved to see a spark, a teasing glint of wickedness in the mercury depths. No shadows obscured the eyes. With a smirk and a wink, Draco licked, sucked and nibbled his way down Harry's body, leaving little marks and love bites. When he was settled between Harry's legs, he looked up through lowered lashes, keeping eye contact. He lowered his head and promptly engulfed Harry's cock. There was not teasing, the intensity of before was still present, but this time, the release was focused on Harry.

It didn't take long for Harry. Arms still over his head, breath coming in short gasps and hips undulating, Harry came with a soft cry, deep down Draco's throat.

After swallowing every last drop Harry had to offer, Draco pulled back with a satisfied and content smile. He got up then, and went to a stand by the window. A pitcher, basin and rag were situated there.

Draco wet the rag, came back to the bed and cleansed Harry. Every time Draco did this, Harry felt the act to be more intimate then the sex. Draco always insisted on cleansing Harry manually as opposed to magically, had since the first time they'd made love. Harry never asked why, and Draco never offered to tell.

After Draco had thoroughly cleaned Harry, he crawled onto the bed and sidled up to Harry, gathering the smaller boy in his arms.

"Was it the same thing?"

The arms around Harry tightened. "Yes."

Harry nodded and neither spoke again. Harry stayed awake listening as Draco's breathing evened out as sleep claimed him. He turned and faced Draco, still in the circle of the blonde's arms.

This happened occasionally. Draco would get this haunted, desperate look in his eyes. It was almost as if he was unaware of what was happening to him. He had not control, only acted on instinct. He needed to reaffirm his life and Harry's in the most basic way possible. Sometimes it was rough, almost violent, others it was sweet and soft, but always desperate. Harry didn't know what specific shadows and demons chased his love. He did know that he would do everything he could to help chase them away.

Harry snuggled deeper into Draco's embrace, smiling when the arms tightened, bringing him closer. Harry prepared himself to stay up the rest of the night, protecting his beloved, keeping the shadows at bay.

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