SilverDragon161 – Love: Rediscovered will be updated as son as my writer's block for that story passes. I promise I haven't abandoned it.

God, sorry it's taken me so damn long to update but I was having serious trouble writing this chapter – this tiny thing has taken me like a week. Madness really.

Some people liked Harry's punishment for Draco, others did not. Still, can't please everyone. Regardless of, thanks to all the people that reviewed.

Oh, as I have no idea of the time frame of this story (which is really bad 'cause I should), I will clarify that it is now the beginning of December (think 2nd, 3rd – ish). Sorry if this really doesn't fit in but this is the only idea I have to move the story on a bit - well for the next chapter.

Slashy-ness at the beginning of the chapter

37. Bubbles

Though Harry's eyes were closed and he was only just teetering on the edge between dreams and reality, he could feel the sun warming his skin through the open windows and the soft sheets beneath him. There was a soft, tickling sensation on his chest but, far from it being unpleasant, Harry found it soothing and smiled.

The tickling sensation was replaced by a succession of small, warm wet...things...being pressed to his chest and stomach. After a great amount of time, Harry's sleep addled brain managed to work out that someone was kissing his naked torso and that the tickling sensation before had been the result of fingers stroking up and down his chest.

Long, pale fingers.

Soft, apple blossom lips.

"Dray?" he asked, keeping his eyes closed.

"So you decided to wake up? Took you long enough," replied the crisp, English accent.

"Dray, what the – "Harry cut himself off with a sharp intake of breath. "Fuck!"

Draco smiled and continued running his tongue lightly up Harry's rigid cock, swirling his tongue around the tip before taking him all into his mouth.

Harry bucked his hips, trying to thrust himself further into Draco's mouth, and swore vehemently when suddenly Draco sat up and fixed Harry with a look.

"What the hell?" protested Harry, also sitting up, glaring at Draco.

"I need to take a shower."

"Could you have done that once...you know...we were done here?"

Draco looked at Harry incredulously. "You're coming with me," he explained, jumping off the bed.

"Oh, okay," responded Harry, getting up and following Draco into the bathroom next door.

The blond locked the door behind him and leant into the small shower cubicle, turning the two knobs and testing the water with his hand. When he was satisfied with the temperature he turned around and just looked at Harry.

Before Draco had time to think, Harry was kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt, running his hands longingly over the pale skin.

"Harry," groaned Draco as the green eyed boy deftly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off with his boxers.

Gently, Harry pushed Draco back into the shower and shut the door behind them, the transparent glass steaming up.

Draco tore his lips away from Harry's for just long enough to gasp out, "You finished with the punishment then?"

"Talk later," Harry whispered back, moving his hands down Draco's stomach to his hips.

"Good plan," murmured Draco, running his hands across Harry's back and ass.

The raven-haired boy hissed as Draco slid a warm, wet finger into to him, quickly followed by another.

"Dray," he moaned.

"Yea?"

Harry nodded, sucking at the sensitive skin in the hollow of Draco's neck.

"Turn round."

Obligingly, Harry turned around, bracing himself against the wall of the shower with his arms, just supporting himself as he felt Draco firmly grasp his hips before gently pushing himself into Harry.

Almost involuntarily, Harry let out a low, guttural moan, breathing heavily with his head hanging between his outstretched, muscular arms.

Draco pressed his mouth into Harry's neck and kissed and nipped at the skin there, leaving little red and purple marks. His perfect, white fingernails dug little crescents into Harry's hips as he thrust as deep into the tanned boy as he could.

One pale arm snaked around Harry's waist to hold him to Draco, while the other hand moved down to Harry's throbbing erection, encircling it.

"I love you Harry," Draco murmured into Harry's ear, his lips sending shivers down the other boy's spine.

"Love you," Harry breathed. "Dray, please."

"I want you to come with me, Har. Just hold out for me."

Squeezing his eyes shut and trying to control his breathing, Harry nodded again, unable to speak, his arms shaking with the strain of holding him up.

Luckily, Harry didn't have to hold on for long. Draco's teeth sunk into his neck as he plunged into Harry one final time and reached his climax at exactly the same time Harry released himself into the blond's hand, his knees buckling beneath him.

Draco's arm around his waist kept him from falling, instead pulling him closer to his lover, gently lowering themselves to the floor of the shower, the still warm water drumming on to their skin.

Tenderly and lovingly, Draco pressed tiny kisses to the mark he had left on Harry's skin.

"Bloody hell!" exclaimed Harry once he thought he could talk again.

"I know," Draco replied, smiling contentedly.

"Maybe I should punish you more often," the dark haired boy grinned.

Playfully, Draco smacked his upper arm.

"Don't you fucking dare."

Yup, it's short and there's no point to it but it's slashy.

Review please.