A/N: This is Slightly M rated for Some sexual content. Nothing graphic in this chapter. Slash
Chapter 13:
Harry stood outside of Draco's door moments after he ran away. The only thing was that Draco ran into his room and he wasn't sure what to do. He was having a mental battle to walk in and kick Draco out, get into bed with him or move to a different room. He finally opened the door slowly, trying not to disturb the other man just in case he had fallen asleep.
He stopped short when he looked into the room, hand on the handle not sure what to do. Draco was lying on the bed, blankets pooled around his waist and no shirt on. Harry's eyes moved down Draco chest, remembering all the marks that were just on it days before. Now all he saw was smooth skin and toned muscles.
"What are you doing here Harry?" Draco asked with his eyes still closed. Harry swallowed thickly, trying to find his voice.
"This is my room you're in." Harry stated as he slowly moved away from the door, hand finally letting go of the handle. Draco sat up in the bed, blanket falling even lower, showing he only had boxers on, and they too were riding low on his hips, showing the trail of hair leading down.
"Oh, sorry. I'll move to another room." Draco went to get up and the blanket fell completely off, making Harry stare.
"NO!" Harry practically shouted. "Don't move." He didn't want Draco walking towards him dressed in almost nothing. "I'll leave." He went to turn around and heard a noise right before a hand came to rest on his hip.
"I don't want you to leave. Come lay down." Draco said gently pressing his hand into Harry's waist to get him to turn around. They were now face to face and Draco's almost naked body was pressed tightly against Harry's. "Please."
Harry let his eyes move from Draco's and down his body. He couldn't help it; the man was stunning. Draco took notice of this and stepped in closer to Harry's body, his rapidly hardening cock digging into Harry thigh.
"I really should go. I have things to do on Oxford St. You know shopping before I leave tomorrow." Harry knew he was rambling but he didn't want to push Draco.
"No you don't. You have to spend the night here; with me. For all I know you are going to die and I'll never get to see you again; never get to do the things I want to do to you." Draco whispered into Harry's ear and nipped at it. Harry growled from the sensation and lifted Draco up, carrying him to the bed and lying him down.
"Are you sure about this Draco? I mean really sure? I don't want to wake up to you regretting this and running." Harry looked into Draco's eyes waiting for an answer. Draco leaned up and pulled Harry's face to his before pressing his lips passionately against Harry's, trying to convey everything he was feeling into that one touch.
"Yes, I want this; you." Draco replied as he laid back down waiting for Harry to make the next move.