A/N: Sorry the ending was a bit late but I hope it is well worth it! Love you all and the reviews will be very missed but I will be back with more H/D love! At least by Valentines day if not sooner! Thank you all for following along with this series! I hope you all had a great holidays!

A Christmas Homecoming by HPFangirl71

Part 25: Draco and Harry Honeymoon in Paris

Draco and Harry were deeply snogging as they entered the dimly lit suite of the Parisian hotel where they were honeymooning. Being careful not to trip over hindering furniture, they set their luggage down near the door and continued swiftly to the vicinity of the bedroom. Once in the room, Draco pushed Harry down onto the bed and began tearing at the buttons on his shirt. Harry chuckled at his new husband's fumbling and pushed gently upon his chest.

"Slow down Dray… we have all the time in the world." he whispered in a low seductive tone, which did little to quell Draco's frenzied desire for the man.

"Fuck slowing down! I've just endured several hours of you looking ravishing in dress robes while Weasleys surrounded me in the dozens! All I want now is to shag you senseless!" he cried out in absolute need and frustration.

Again, Harry gave a chuckle that infuriated Draco to no end. Harry's usual laid-back air was normally quite charming but tonight on their honeymoon, he was having none of it. He wanted the bloody fool out of his clothes, lubed up and ready to be shagged immediately. He pressed his lips fervently against his husband's and frotted himself up against Harry's very erect cock.

After months of Molly and Narcissa's planning, they had finally wed and he wanted nothing more than to fuck his new husband. The wedding had been simply beautiful but so had Harry, to the point of teasing Draco's overwrought libido without mercy. Harry pulled out his wand and quickly spelled their clothing away. Draco looked at him with immense surprise.

"I thought you didn't believe in using spells to undress for sex." Draco said with the air of a question in his remark.

"It's our honeymoon love and you're right, you've been a very good boy all afternoon during the ceremony and the reception. You deserve a reward." Harry smiled up at him with glee.

Draco felt like a kid in a candy shop, so much skin to touch and taste. He was greedy and wanted to taste and touch it all at once. He pressed his lips against the tender spot at the crook of Harry's neck. He worked his way downward, leaving a trail of hot kisses within his wake. His tongue swathed a fiery path also as he licked and nipped at every inch of his new husband's sweet skin. His hands traveled down into the dark wiry curls that nestled up against the prize he sought out. Harry's cock stood proud and erect as it waited for his ministrations. It didn't have long to wait since Draco was definitely hurrying the process along a bit.

Draco dipped his head down and let his tongue swipe teasingly across the pre-cum filled slit. Harry tasted divine and he couldn't wait to taste him some more. His tongue twirled and danced along the curve of Harry's sensitive member. Harry moaned exquisitely for him and it made Draco heady with power. He loved making Harry moan beneath his touch especially when those moans were wrapped around Draco's very own name. Another sweet mewl of a cry came from the man's mouth and it was Draco's own undoing.

Draco's lips eagerly surrounded Harry's engorged cock and bobbed expertly up and down. His own cock brushed lightly up against the sheets and it sent a jolt of sensation coursing through him. Harry thrust his hips upward, signaling he was almost at his finish. Harry fucked his mouth erratically and Draco teasingly nipped and sucked at the tip of his already overly sensitive cock. Draco moaned in delight as he tasted the delicious hot cream of his lover as it poured down his throat.

When Draco had finished lapping up every bit of his lover's essence, he slid down to show the man's arse some equally stimulating attention. His tongue darted out wickedly, just glancing across the tightly puckered hole. Harry bucked wildly and yelped at the shock of the sensations it had brought with it. Draco's tongue probed deeper still, licking and gnawing at Harry's most tender of spots. Draco was in heaven by just having tasted the man but he selfishly wanted to fuck him still. He withdrew his tongue and began probing Harry with his fingers. He pushed in and out, simulating just what he wanted to do with his cock. Harry moaned increasingly and Draco saw that his lover's cock was becoming hard again. The man was insatiable.

Finally, Draco could stand the wait no longer, so he positioned himself between Harry's thighs. Draco sunk deep within the man's tight walls, letting the dark haired man's tight heat surround his aching cock. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, pulling himself deeper into the recesses of his body. He reveled in how amazing that just fucking this man could make him feel. His lips pressed greedily upon Harry's mouth as he continued his rhythmic movements. Harry frotted forcefully against Draco's skin and was soon cumming again. Draco pushed in and out a few more times before he groaned and fell into orgasmic oblivion.

The two men fell to the side as Draco slipped from within Harry's body. They clung tightly to one another, still kissing and touching. Within this moment, neither really wanted to let go of the other. This was what made Draco feel so utterly complete, moments spent like this, locked within each other's arms. He had never felt as complete as he had today when Harry had become his husband.

Draco looked out at the window's romantic display of the Eiffel tower. He let his head rest lazily upon Harry's chest and felt the man's arm snake tightly around his waist, holding him close. He felt a soft kiss as Harry pressed his lips gently into his hair. Paris suddenly looked all the more beautiful as he watched it from within Harry's embrace.

"We should get some rest now love." Harry whispered into his ear. "Remember, I have that appointment with the healer in the morning."

Draco looked up darkly at Harry. "Are you still serious about doing that?"

"Dray you know I am …" the look in Harry's eyes became suddenly determined.

"But I don't need you to, I'm completely happy the way things are." Draco gently argued, letting a finger trace lightly across Harry's kiss swollen lips.

"I'm perfectly aware of your wants and needs where this decision is concerned but I want to do this. It's not just for you Draco, it's for me too." Harry's eyes smoldered as he tried to convince Draco he was right.

"It really is that important to you?" Draco whispered aloud as he placed a kiss lightly upon Harry's lips.

"You know it is or I never would've made the appointment especially since this is our honeymoon. You know it would take something pretty big to be able to drag me away from you." Harry said with a loving smile playing at his lips.

"Well don't worry, you won't be. If you're going to see about the possibility of us having a baby then the least I can do is be there by your side while you do it."

"You'll come with me?" Draco saw the look of surprised gratefulness that crossed Harry's face and it made him smile.

Draco knew Harry was determined to go see the experimental healer. A wizarding healer who had had some successful runs with wizards giving birth. Who was Draco to fight him on it? Draco had seen that same look of determination on his lover's face before and it had almost gotten him caught during 6th year. When Harry decided on something, it seemed there was no stopping him.

Draco no longer needed a legacy to fulfill his destiny. All he needed was to be a good husband to Harry from now until someday when death would see them parted. If a legacy was what Harry wanted to give them both, then who was he to stand in the way? He knew he would grow old with this man no matter what happened, legacy or not. Maybe it was worth seeing this healer, worth a risk of a chance at actually having it all….