Title: Territorial Bliss
Author: countryangelatheart
Genre: Romance
Rating: T
Pairings: Harry & Draco, Hermione & Ron (Forgive me for the H/R pairing)
Date: July 31, 2010
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor are the characters mine. I just like playing with their minds and in their world. J. K. Rowling owns everything.
WARNING! This story contains a male/ male relationship, including male kisses and male intercourse. If you don't like it; DON'T READ IT! You have been warned. I don't want any flames because of this relationship or pairing. Thanks, countryangelheart
Harry shifted into the warm wall at his back. He was very warm actually. However, instead of feeling stifling it felt rather nice. Wait! His bed wasn't usually this warm, even though his duvet was one of the finest made. With a jerk it all came flooding back to him; the bar, coming home to Draco, yes Draco! That sounded rather nice., the kiss, and running off to Ron's. The last thing he remembered was telling Ron he had kissed him. However, his bed at Ron's should still not feel this warm either.
"Are you ever going to open your eyes sleeping beauty?" Startled Harry's eyes flew open to find Draco's grey eyes staring down into his own green ones.
"Shit!" His eyes widened when Draco laughed.
"Is that all you have to say? No good morning love or anything?" Harry continued staring at him. "I take it you're wondering how you ended up here when the last thing you remember, you were at the Weasley's?" Harry nodded.
"After you left I sent a note to Weasley telling him that when you passed out to send me a note. You must have already passed out, because not less than two minutes later I received his note. When I went to collect you, the Weasley's were all in the living room with you and Weasley on the couch." Harry nodded. That much he remembered.
"After that I brought you back here. I wanted to be sure we talked this time, so I put us both on the couch. I know for a fact you won't run off so quick this time because you're going to have a killer headache as soon as you move from all of the alcohol you drank last night." Harry winced. He had forgotten the consequences. However, he was temporarily blindsided when Draco lifted a vial in front of him.
"This is a hangover potion." Harry reached for it, but Draco pulled it out of his reach.
"No. You can't get it until we talk." Harry glared but he didn't say anything.
"Okay now that we have that settled why don't we try this again?"
"Huh?" Harry looked at Draco confused. He had no idea what Draco was talking about. Draco sighed.
"Kiss me Potter." (Yes Potter in this case.) Harry's eyes widened as he looked at Draco.
"What?"
"For Merlin's sake," exclaimed Draco as he grasped Harry's shirt and pulled him up to his level. Without further thought he attached his lips to Harry's. Harry moaned on contact and shifted so that he could wrap his arms around Draco's neck, pulling him down. That is until he realized what he was doing. He released Draco and pulled away. Whimpering at the lost Draco followed him. However, Harry stopped him by placing a hand against Draco's chest, and what a nice chest it is! Draco gave him a confused look.
"What's wrong?" he asked Harry.
"Why are you kissing me?" asked Harry. With an exclamation Draco sat up. He looked down at Harry once more raising an eyebrow.
"Have you ever thought that maybe I want to kiss you? That maybe I like you? That maybe you've been driving me crazy these past few days?" Stopping to take a breath, Draco took in Harry's wide eyes and the wondrous expression on his face. "What?" he asked.
"You like me?"
"Of course I do you dolt!" Smiling, Harry reached up and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck once more to bring him back down to his level.
"Kiss me," he commanded. Draco frowned.
"How can I be sure that you won't pull away again?" he asked. Growling in frustration, Harry yanked Draco the rest of the way down and crushed his lips against Draco's. At first, the kiss was brutal; each was trying to dominate. Teeth and tongue were used to force each other's mouth open. Yet, before either dominated the kiss slowed as they tried to learn what pleased the other. Tongues were coaxed into the other's mouth as they set about exploring one mouth and one tongue at a time. When they finally pulled away their breathing was harsh and heavy against each other's faces as they each realized that neither dominated the kiss; they had been too busy trying to please the other.
"You know," said Draco placing his forehead against Harry's. "I wasn't planning on giving in. I wanted you to come to me. However, you had the nerve to kiss me last night." Harry smiled against Draco's swollen lips as he placed a gentle kiss against them, receiving one in return. He wondered if his own were as swollen. Taking a small nibble of his bottom lip, he decided this was a fact.
"Me neither," said Harry. "I wanted you to come to me too; that is unless I got tired of waiting. I'm not very patient." Draco laughed.
"I can tell," he said. That sat there in silence for awhile, taking an occasional nibble from the other's lips until Draco spoke.
"I'm hungry. Let me up so I can go make us some breakfast." Groaning and whimpering from the loss of body heat Harry rolled off of Draco's lap and let him get off the couch. With the grace of a cat Draco stood and silently padded his way into the kitchen. Harry sat there appreciating the sight until he realized he should be following him. When he finally arrived in the kitchen Draco was already standing at the stove heating a pan for the omelets he was apparently making. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist from behind.
"Can I get the potion now?" he asked. Wordlessly Draco handed it over. "Thanks Love," he said drinking the potion. Once he drank the potion he put the vial back on the counter and wrapped his arm back around Draco's waist. As he watched Draco begin to chop the ingredients he began to trail his fingertips up and down Draco's chest. Humming his contentment Draco leaned back into Harry's chest; that is until he pulled away abruptly.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"You need to stop," said Draco. Harry looked at him in confusion. "You're touching bare skin. If you keep touching me I'm likely to want to forget breakfast and take you to bed instead." Harry pulled away abruptly. Could he really go from a kissing virgin to not being a virgin at all? "That's what I thought." Momentarily putting aside the ingredients he was chopping he turned to Harry.
Reaching out he placed his hands on Harry's hips. "Harry, I want to take this slow." Harry nodded.
"So do I."
"It's a deal," said Draco. Harry nodded and placed a chaste kiss on his lips before Draco turned back to the stove. Instead of wrapping his arms back around Draco's waist Harry came to stand next to him and began to help him chop the ingredients.
Minutes later they were sitting at the table eating their breakfast when Draco spoke.
"What do you want to do today?" he asked. Harry's only answer was in the reply of a wicked grin.
Hours later found them in the middle of the living room. Harry had finally taken a shower and changed into his own pair of pajamas; whereas Draco had changed into a fresh pair. Draco had dutifully stayed away from the shower while Harry was in it, and Harry had not looked while Draco had changed clothes. That led Harry to his next project. He had added a hamper to the bathroom so that Draco could change in there from now on. When Draco saw this he only smirked at Harry.
"What?" Harry exclaimed. "I can't watch you undress every night. Otherwise we'll be in exactly the same boat we were in earlier." Draco just laughed.
Now they were curled up on the couch together watching one of Harry's favorite movies. Dipping a hand into the popcorn bowl, Draco felt Harry shift in his lap. "Are you okay?" he asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Harry leaning back into his chest. "I'm just thinking about tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah," said Harry. "I go to the Weasley's every Sunday. We have a picnic and go swimming in the stream." Draco nodded.
"Weasley mentioned something about that." Harry raised an eyebrow. They had discussed this earlier. "Fine," said Draco. "Ron mentioned something about that." Harry smiled at the irritation in his boyfriend's voice.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go with me?" asked Harry. Draco looked at him in surprise.
"You want me to go with you?" he asked. Harry smiled.
"Of course. If you're going to be a part of my life now, that means you have to learn how to deal with the Weasleys," he said. Draco groaned, but whispered, "Okay." Harry's grin was back.
"So what are we going to tell them?" Harry asked as he turned and pressed his cheek against Draco's chest.
"Tell them?"
"About us," said Harry.
"Oh," said Draco. "I guess that's up to you." Harry tilted his head up so that he could look Draco in the eye.
"You'd let me choose whether or not I want to tell them?" he asked Draco. Draco only nodded. Harry reached up and pulled Draco's head down so he could kiss him senseless. When he finally pulled away he had a goofy grin on his face.
"We'll tell them." He then proceeded to tell Draco exactly how they were going to do so, completely forgetting about the movie that was still going in the progress.
Author's Note: Okay, as it says on my profile my computer is going crazy. So, depending on when you get this I may or may not be back at school and be posting regular again. However, either way this story only has five more chapters to go. I figured that one out last night getting ready for bed. As I mentioned numerous times I often let the words come to me as I'm writing. However, this time I tried to sit down and figure out what I wanted in each chapter and where I wanted it to end, so viola, five more chapters! The next chapter will be describing their visit to the Weasleys and their trip to the stream. However, after that the chapters jump forward a little more each time into the future. You'll see what I mean as you read them. Until then, they're a couple. Yay! Happy reading and please leave me a review! Ciao, countryangel
P.S. Happy Birthday Harry Potter! This chapter is for you!
