A/N: This is a tumblr drabble I wrote s few days ago for indigoprinceofslytherin's Birthday !
Tumblr : chiseplushie
Birthday Kisses
Featuring:
+ Draco x Harry (Established, new relationship)
+ Harry's Bday!
+ The boys stay up until midnight
+ Fluff
His lips pushed and pulled at Draco's, stealing his breath away then giving him life with each swipe of his tongue. Draco moaned softly against Harry's mouth. His chest was firmly against Harry's, one arm braced around Harry's head as his other hand caressed down the other man's arm, shoulder, and neck. Though Draco was the one caressing Harry, his own skin erupted in gooseflesh. He tilted his head, leaning to the right a bit while he firmly grasped Harry's hips through the fabric of his sleep pants, pressing his groin against Harry's and rocked his hips suggestively. Harry groaned in approval, and then again in protest when Draco finally pulled back breathlessly.
Still laying above Harry, Draco shifted their bodies so they were positioned more comfortably on the sofa. Draco leaned into Harry's jet black mop and nuzzled his ear. Harry leaned into his boyfriend, sighing in contentment.
"Mmm, how about we go to bed now?" Harry asked.
Draco glanced at the clock mounted above the fireplace. The embers were long extinguished, indicating the Floo was closed and interruptions were unwanted. There was a mismatched collection of snowglobes, a miniature Hungarian Horntail which slept in a faux cave, and photographs of Harry and Draco, Ron and Susan, Hermione and Blaise, Theo and Neville, and a group photograph of everyone, with Luna smiling in the front.
Draco turned back to Harry and leaned in for another kiss. "It's not that late yet, Potter."
Though there was no other place to go, Harry leaned his head further into the sofa cushions.
Draco blinked at the movement. "What's wrong,"
Harry raised a eyebrow. "I could ask you the same thing, Malfoy."
There had been a tightness around Draco's eyes all evening. Draco had been so excited for Harry's 21st birthday, it was catching. It was the first of many they hoped they would spend together, and Harry had waited patiently for Draco to tell him what was bothering him.
Draco didn't.
Harry swallowed, the lines of his throat working and Draco fought against the urge to lick a hot trail along Harry's neck and taste his earlobe. Instead, Draco watched as Harry nibbled on the corner of his bottom lip and wished he was the one who had Harry's lip between his teeth.
Sighing, Draco quietly replied, "You'll think it's stupid."
Harry snorted. "I won't,"
"Well, I remembered… remembered when you told me you used to stay up alone until midnight on your birthday."
"You mean when I lived with my Aunt and Uncle? You remember that?"
"Yes, Potter. Don't interrupt." He sniffed. "Anyway, I wanted to continue the tradition. Together."
Harry grinned. "Oh,"
"Oh? I don't find this amusing."
"It's not funny." Harry replied, leaning up to give Draco a chaste kiss. "I'm smiling because you make me happy. I think. It's the most. Thoughtful. Thing. Ever." He punctuated each pause with a peppered kiss. "And I think we should continue the tradition."
Draco smiled and leaned in to finally nibble on Harry's lip.
"Thank you," Harry murmured against Draco's lips.
"Mmm, we still have some time before midnight." He kissed along Harry's shoulder.