Chapter 3
Malfoy smiled with anticipation and said:
'Here or would you rather upstairs?'
'Upstairs, in the bedroom', said Harry coldly.
'Lead the way then.'
Once they arrived in Harry's bedroom on the first floor, Malfoy closed the door behind them. Harry was sitting in the middle of the room, waiting. Smiling, Malfoy drew closer to him and started caressing him with his fingers on the cheek. The touch was so gentle and delicate that Harry closed his eyes, thinking about the powerful contrast between the tone and the ironic words that Malfoy had said and that touch that warmed his soul that made him feel loved. He opened his eyes and looked at Malfoy's face; he was not smiling anymore and he was looking seriously at Harry. He felt like he was loosing himself in the depth of Malfoy's blue-grey eyes, which now seemed honest and open, not like in the moments when they were in school arguing.
Slowly, Malfoy bent again and caught Harry's lips in a slow kiss. He touched his lips with his tongue, in an attempt to make Harry allow entrance. Sighing, Harry parted his lips and allowed Malfoy again to explore his mouth. His hands were not sitting in vain, they were caressing Harry's neck, and then buried in his rebel hair, starting to pull lightly, and causing him shivers down his spine. Harry's hands were placed on Malfoy's shoulders, pulling him even closer, deepening the kiss.
Malfoy lowered his hands on Harry's back and started to pull up his shirt. He broke the kiss to get rid of the shirt and after tossing it he started placing butterfly kisses on Harry's ear, and then bit him just enough that it was pleasurable and not painful. Harry softly moaned and Malfoy was encouraged by the obvious pleasure that the other felt.
'Malfoy', Harry whispered.
'No, not Malfoy. Draco this time', he said and continued to play with Harry's ear.
'Draco…'
From Harry's ear, Draco made his way down slowly to his neck. He admired for a few seconds the slightly tanned skin in front of him and started to lightly kiss his way down to Harry's chest and nipples. He reached the left nipple, which was already hard and took it in his mouth, licking and sucking on it. Harry's breath quickened and he gave a soft moan, whispering again Draco's name. The latter made his way to the other nipple and started to play with it too.
After a while, he reached up and kissed Harry passionately again, while slowly directing them both to the bed. He helped Harry down and positioned himself beside him, while gently kissing him. Breaking the kiss, he started to make his way down Harry's neck again, feeling his lover tremble with shivers of passion.
'Your shirt…', whispered Harry and Draco stood up and took his shirt off, tossing it carelessly somewhere in the room.
Harry grabbed Draco's head and kissed him harder and faster, as desire started to become unbearable. Sensing the rush, Draco caressed Harry's stomach and trailed down to the lump in his pants. He unbuttoned Harry's jeans and the man moaned in relief: his arousal had started to become painful, his jeans were too tight for it. He lifted his hips to help Draco pull off his jeans. Draco tossed them aside after getting rid of Harry's shoes and socks. Harry was now only in black boxers. The light of the moon was caressing Harry's beautiful skin and Draco took a few moments to admire it. Then he looked at the man's face and eyes and saw them filled with lust and passion. Smiling, he took his own pants, shoes and socks off and started rubbing Harry's arousal. His moans were louder now, as he started shivering, trembling and wanting more.
Draco's own arousal made him speed things up a little so he pulled off the other's boxers, already stained with pre-cum. He slipped off his own blue boxers and started stroking and kissing Harry. He quickened the rhythm, broke the kiss as Harry's moans and cries of pure and electric passion filled the room.
He started rubbing Harry's entrance, wetting it with pre-cum. Delicately, he inserted one finger in, to prepare his lover for the future intrusion. Harry stiffened a bit but relaxed as he was being kissed again. A second finger followed and, shortly after, a third one.
When he though that Harry was ready, Draco climbed on top of him and positioned himself at his entrance.
'Trust me', he said. 'I won't hurt you'.
'I know… I trust you. Do it', said Harry.
Slowly, with almost infinite care, he entered Harry, distracting him from the pain with a passionate but also tender kiss. He started to move gently, not breaking the kiss. His first thrusts were long, deep, hitting Harry's prostate and making him moan louder. But desire and need for completion started to overwhelm the both, so he started moving faster and faster and harder. They broke the kiss, moaning and breathing quickly, nearing completion. Draco buried his nose in Harry's neck and started to stroke the other's erection in the same rhythm. Harry bit Draco from the shoulder. Their moans grew louder and with a final thrusts and burst of passion, they both came, crying each other's names.
For several minutes, they both just stood in the same position, trying to regain their breath, to get it back to normal. Draco slowly pulled out of Harry and collapsed on his back beside him. Harry's eyes were closed, breath back to its usual pace. His mind was blank, he couldn't think about anything. After a while, he surprisingly felt the need to be held by the other man. He opened his eyes and found Draco looking at him. His face was serious again, and Harry waited for him to speak. Suddenly, he felt very sad, almost like crying. The need to be held close, to be loved started to overwhelm him. He turned his face away from Draco.
'I guess you were right.'
'I know', Draco said still serious and performed a Cleaning Spell on them both.
'You got what you wanted'. Harry felt his heart break and did not know why. Maybe because he had seen the gentle side of Draco, his loving side. Maybe because all his life he secretly and maybe unknowingly desired for someone to complete him, to make him feel like he was loved, like he was the most important thing on Earth, not for his past or connection with Voldemort, but for himself as a person. Draco made him feel that way and he was sad because he knew it was only lust, that Draco had only wanted to satisfy his desires.
'I know.' Draco saw the extreme sadness in Harry's beautiful green eyes. 'Why should I continue with this? The only reason I came here was, is, because I love him. Not because I wanted to sleep with him. Why can't I bring myself to tell him that? Although I know that he wants more? Maybe because I am a coward… all my life I've been avoiding telling the truth… avoiding getting exposed and feeling vulnerable by my feelings. I was taught to live that way. A cool, calculated life. I wonder… is it time to let it behind? To say what I really feel? To stop hiding behind an ironic or indifferent mask? To finally find happiness with him? He deserves to be happy. And so do I.'
With a sigh that reflected his desperation and his sadness, Harry started to rise in order to get away from the one thing that he could never have, and the one thing that he wanted. Because now he knew that all those years when he and Draco had been enemies were lies. They had insulted each other, but Harry was only fooling himself back then. They were both doing it. Now he realized that he actually liked the other man. He had always liked him, maybe even from the first moment they met in Diagon Alley.
'Wait. Look at me.'
Harry slowly turned to see Draco, with a puzzled face.
'I lied', said Draco.
'Excuse me?' Harry was stunned. That was not what he had expected. Actually, he didn't know what to expect.
'When I said that I only want to sleep with you. I know it's crazy, but I want more from you. I always have and I have always been jealous and frustrated that I couldn't be closer to you.' Draco's words came out very fast, as if the he was afraid that if he slowed down, he wouldn't be able to continue. 'I felt that the need to get to know you was a weakness in school. So I tried to force myself to hate you. I failed. I never actually hated you. I think that I actually loved you. And I still do. I love you.'
Harry was shocked after Draco's words. He did not know what to do or say. It was like the Gods had heard his prayer. He was happy but he still couldn't believe that Draco Malfoy had actually said something like that. Draco was very worried now, because of the lack of reaction from Harry. He saw his eyes widened in surprise, but he was too nervous to be able to read anything from them.
'So, aren't you going to say something?' he finally asked.
Harry placed a hand on Draco's cheek, approached him slowly and pressed their lips together. The kiss was tender and sweet, Harry wanting Draco to feel all his love, and Draco did the same. After a long while, they parted and Harry hugged Draco tightly.
'Does that mean that you feel the same about me?', he asked caressing Harry's hair.
'Maybe', Harry said playfully. Draco raised an eyebrow. 'Of course I feel the same. It's just weird, I mean… I never though about you, about us like this… and everything happened so fast… It's like this is a dream and I'll soon wake up from it, still alone…'
'It's not a dream, I promise.', said Draco and kissed Harry again. After a while, they both fell asleep together, holding each other tightly. All through the nigh, they slept embracing each other, like they were afraid that if they let go of the other one, they will wake up alone again, abandoned after just finding out that they can share a future together.
Harry enjoyed the comfort that Draco brought him, enjoyed a calm and peaceful sleep, feeling protected and cared for. He was never a weak person, but he needed that protection. Draco held him lovingly, feeling the other's need and also satisfying his own, revealing it, not afraid of his own feelings and weakness (as he would have seen it in the past). He was comforted, he felt proud that Harry needed him and swore to himself never to disappoint his lover, to make him happy, to make them both happy together.
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