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'Your grandfather told me you liked me long before sixth year,' Harry said. They were still sitting on the hill, but the sun was already beneath the horizon. The boys did not expect to see it again tomorrow. The storm clouds that were rolling in with the night promised no sunlight tomorrow.

Draco flushed with embarrassment. 'Yes I did. I've liked you since fourth year.'

Harry chuckled. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'I don't know. It was just a weird thing. I didn't want you to think I was too attached or too obsessed about you. But now I really don't care.'

'Why don't you care now?'

'Because now I know you love me,' Draco answered simply, smiling at the incredulous Harry.

'Well, don't get used to it too much,' Harry said playfully, attempting to pinch Draco's bum. Draco would have none of it, though. He smacked Harry's hand away and tackled the boy to the ground.

Harry did not expect such a swift response. He laughed at Draco, who was sitting astride on him. His laughing became desperate when Draco began to tickle him.

'I told you to not pinch my bottom!' Draco expressed every single syllable cruelly, enjoying Harry's fruitless squirming.

'Stop! Please!' Harry breathed out, shaking violently on the ground. 'I'm sorry, I won't do it again!'

Satisfied, Draco released him and got up. Just as he got up, Harry sprang up too and tried to pinch Draco's bum again, succeeding this time.

'YOU!' Draco wheeled around, thinking about tackling Harry to the ground again. But his plan was very short lived, as he felt his feet leave the ground.

'What are you doing?!' Draco asked, desperately trying to release himself from Harry. Harry was smiling, however, holding Draco bridal-style and walking towards the stables.

'I am carrying you to the stables so you can show me the horses.'

'Yes, but why are you carrying me? I can walk you know.'

'Draco, you don't walk, you strut. Plus, you were being too cute and clever for your own good, so I've decided to put an end to that.'

The blond boy looked outraged at this. 'Malfoys do not strut! And I told you to leave my bottom alone. It will be red.'

'Are you sure you want me to leave your bottom alone, even tonight?' Harry asked seductively, smirking.

Draco blushed shamelessly, ceasing his struggling.

As they neared the stables, Harry could hear the unmistakable sounds of horses pawing on the ground.

'Will you put me down now?' Draco pleaded.

'Yes, majesty.' Harry made his voice all too official, gently placing Draco on the ground.

'Prat,' Draco muttered before leading the way to the stables.

The horses were nothing like Harry had seen before. But as he looked at them, Harry could see why these horses were perfect for Malfoys.

'What are they called?' Harry asked.

Draco smiled at Harry's question. It seemed that Harry, like anyone who had seen the horses, was captivated by them. 'They are called Abraxans, since it was my grandfather who bred them.'

Harry thought the name was very suitable. The Abraxans were magnificent slender horses, standing six feet tall. They were perfectly white, with long blond manes and startlingly blue eyes.

'What do you think?' Draco asked, wondering if Harry liked the horses.

'I think if you were a horse Draco, you would look exactly like that.'

Draco kicked Harry lightly, gritting his teeth. 'You're comparing me to a horse now?'

Harry massaged his arse where Draco's foot landed. 'No, of course not. It's just that they're beautiful. Not as beautiful as you, obviously,' Harry added quickly.

Draco seemed satisfied with Harry's response.

'Can I pat them?' Harry asked, looking at one of the horses fondly.

'If he likes you, then yes,' Draco said.

'How do I know if he likes me?' Harry asked. The Abraxan suddenly licked Harry's outstretched hand. 'Oh,' Harry said, withdrawing his hand a little.

'Eww.' Draco said, looking disgusted at the Abraxan. 'They're not supposed to do that. He must really like you, then.'

Harry patted the Abraxan's mane. 'Of course he likes me.'

Draco snorted, looking away. For some reason, he felt jealous of the horse.

'Can I take a ride on him?' Harry asked.

'Not tonight. It's getting dark. Abraxans are nervous to ride in the dark,' Draco said quickly. The truth was that the Abraxans were perfectly content with being outside in the dark, but Draco did not want Harry to gallop away from him.

'All right, tomorrow then.' Harry said, still patting the horse.

'Shall we go back? It's getting a little chilly,' Draco said, looking hopeful.

'Sure,' Harry answered, giving the Abraxan a last pat and walking towards Draco.

'Let's go. And this time no pinching,' Draco warned, looking very serious.

The trip back was uneventful. They passed through the now lit lamps on the cobbleway leading back to the Manor. The night was starry, but as they looked up North, they could make out heavy storm clouds approaching.

Harry sighed at this. Tomorrow would be glum. Again.

The Manor appeared quiet and uninhabited as they passed from corridor to corridor.

'Is everyone in bed already?' Harry asked.

'Severus probably is. He still needs rest. My parents' bedroom is on the other side of the Manor, so most of the time it seems like no one is here.'

They arrived at Draco's bedroom.

'Go ahead.' The blond boy said. 'I'm going to put up silencing spells.'

Harry smirked and entered the room. When Draco saw his boyfriend enter the bathroom, he closed the bedroom door silently, still standing outside the bedroom.

'Silencio!' Draco called out, waving his wand around the room. He then pulled up his left sleeve. The Dark Mark was just as red as it was two hours ago. Annoyed, Draco pulled out his wand. Severus had told him about a concealing charm several months ago. Draco never bothered to use it, as his Dark Mark was faded and almost too invisible, and the spell was too complex. But he knew he needed it now. The last thing he wanted was Harry to notice it. He did not want Harry to worry.

'Abdere Maxima!' Draco whispered, tracing the tip of his wand over the ugly red tattoo. It was as if thin layers of skin were taped on top of the Dark Mark. Draco watched in satisfaction as the layers multiplied. When the spell was done, Draco could barely make out the Dark Mark. Perfect.

Draco entered the bedroom, locking it securely.

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'Are you ready for me?' A voice called out.

Draco turned slowly. Harry was already snuggled in bed, only his head above the blankets.

'You're quick,' Draco muttered, realizing he would have to undress as a show.

'Come here,' Harry said, stretching out his arms.

Draco did not know why he was feeling so nervous. He approached the bed and sat down gingerly. Harry leaned up towards the blond boy and whispered in his ear, 'I'm not wearing anything.'

Draco turned scarlet. Feeling his face flush, he looked quickly at his shoes. He knew he was unreasonably anxious and embarrassed, but for some reason he could not find his Malfoy-level sexual promiscuity. He wanted tonight to be special - it was his first time with Harry in almost a year.

Harry must have sensed his boyfriend's nervousness. 'Draco, we don't have to do this.'

'No!' Draco said a little too quickly and loudly. 'I want to...I'm just nervous.' The confession made Draco even more embarrassed.

Harry knew he had to step in. Very gently, he touched Draco's cheek with his hand, trying to convey to Draco how slowly they could go. 'I'm nervous too. We can go as slowly as you like. I won't pressure you into anything.' Harry was giving Draco a blazing look, hoping the boy would see how much he desired him.

Draco looked back at Harry, before sighing and saying 'It's just that it's our first time in so long...I'm sorry. I'm screwing this up.'

'Shhh.' Harry said softly. 'It's nothing to be embarrassed about, even though I love how adorable you look when embarrassed.'

Draco gave what must have been the most un-Malfoyish giggle of his lifetime. He kicked of his shoes quickly and leaned in towards Harry.

Harry, who felt Draco's breath ghosting his face and smelled Draco's cologne, could not restrain himself anymore. 'Draco, I'm going to kiss you now.'

Draco nodded, his mind more cloudy with each passing second.

When Harry's lips made contact with his, Draco wasn't sure they actually did. Harry was so gentle, so soft, so considerate. And here he was, nervous like a virginal sixteen-year-old. Gathering his courage, Draco leaned into Harry's lips, increasing the contact. This was all Harry needed. He sat up, the blanket falling over his lower body. Draco's lips were so soft. Their mouths were glued together now, tongues ready to explore. Draco was the first to commence this exploration, thrilled by the sensation. The kiss was so slow, so sensual, yet it managed to convey their desperate need for each other. Harry sucked on Draco's bottom lip, making the latter moan in pleasure. The kiss was getting more and more desperate and feverish. Draco was now wrestling with Harry's tongue, trying gain the upper hand. The boys did not realize they were out of air. Pulling back, they sat on the bed, faces flushed, lips swollen, breathing hard. Both of the boys were already aroused.

'Clothes.' Draco huffed in annoyance, unbuttoning his shirt as quickly as he could. Harry giggled watching Draco struggle.

'Here let me help,' Harry said, unfastening the last of the buttons. Draco undid his belt buckle while Harry unzipped the trousers, his hand tantalizingly close to Draco's erection.

'Oh Merlin.' Draco breathed out when Harry's hand lingered longer than necessary. The trousers were gone within seconds; Draco kicked off his socks, realising that his boxer briefs were the last thing left. But then Harry's hands returned; one was pulling on the and the other was doing sinful things to the steadily growing bulge. Draco was in far too much pleasure to care now. He helped the process by quickly pulling down his pants, watching as Harry grasped his cock and moved his hand up and down the shaft.

'Come here,' Harry said again, laying back down and holding the blanket so Draco could get under it.

Draco obliged, slightly disappointed that Harry's hand was gone. But as soon as he settled comfortably under the duvet, the hand came back, and Harry's lips were on his again and the bliss began to mount again. Letting the ecstasy take over, Draco relaxed completely, and let his moans be heard. Harry smiled when he heard Draco moaning inside his mouth. He sucked on Draco's bottom lip as hard as he could and then moved down, kissing Draco's chin then kissing and sucking on his slender neck. He let his tongue roam over the perfect skin.

Draco was moaning shamelessly now, his hands balled in fists, but when Harry sucked on his nipple, his hands unclenched and the loudest moan of all escaped him. Moments later, his other nipple received the same treatment. His hands were clutching the silk bedsheet as tight as they could, and Harry's mouth continued to travel relentlessly lower, past his navel.

Harry did not think Draco would like too much teasing from him, but Harry could not restrain himself from teasing just a little. Besides, he would have lots and lots of time to tease and torment Draco. So without further ado, Harry put out his tongue and licked the tip of Draco's leaking cock

Instantly, Draco arched his back, gasping at the sensation. It did not stop there, however; a second later Harry mouth was enveloping him whole. Draco stopped breathing, his hands in Harry's unruly black locks, tugging slightly. Draco could not believe the amount of pleasure he was receiving at the moment; he never recalled it feeling so good. This was simply too good to be allowed, too good to be true, and yet there he was, getting the most enjoyable blowjob of his life.

Harry sucked, licked, tugged and even blew air on Draco's cock. He knew his boyfriend was enjoying the experience immensely, this fact alone made Harry feel extremely aroused, his cock pushing against the bedsheet.

'Harry, if you don't stop I'm going to come,' Draco breathed out, resisting the urge to grab Harry's head and fuck his mouth.

Harry pulled back, watching Draco with a smile. 'What if I want you to come?'

That statement was too much for Draco. He couldn't hold back anymore, so he came with a low groan. Harry was seemingly expecting this, as his mouth was around Draco's cock again, swallowing all of his boyfriend's seed.

'Wow.' Draco muttered, breathing hard and fast. He then turned to look at Harry, who was still fully aroused.

'Harry, let me take care of that.' Draco reached out with his hand, but Harry stopped him.

'Not yet. I have something else in mind.'

Everything Harry did seemed to arouse Draco. Struggling to stay in control of his own body, Draco took several calming breaths and asked, 'What did you have in mind?'

Instead of answering, Harry kissed Draco again, his hand once again roaming the porcelain skin in all the right spots.

It was as if Draco's body was in tune with Harry's. Draco was hard again, which surprised him immensely.

Harry gave a ferral smile and pushed himself onto Draco again, taking the blond's ear and sucking on it.

'I want you inside of me.'

Draco moaned at this too, before shaking his head as if to clear confusion. 'Are you sure?'

'Yes, absolutely.'

'What if I hurt you?'

'There is nothing you can do to hurt me, Draco. I trust you.'

The simple statement made Draco realize how much Harry loved him and how much he loved Harry.

'Okay,' Draco whispered and captured Harry's lips again. He knew he had to take control now but he had to be gentle; it would be Harry's first time.

He broke the kiss again, only to travel down to Harry's cock and suck on it briefly. Harry was completely thrown off by the change of rhythm. All he could do was gasp loudly when his cock disappeared in Draco's mouth. Harry couldn't hold his head to watch Draco's actions, so he let it drop, his eyes closed.

Harry felt something warm push against his entrance. Looking up quickly, he saw that Draco was still sucking on his cock, gently probing his entrance with his finger. Harry was pleasantly surprised when he realized that the finger was already lubricated. How did Draco do that so fast?

'Just relax, Harry,' Draco whispered, letting go of Harry's cock and slowly pushing the digit inside.

All of Harry's pleasure sensors fired, and his anus welcomed the intrusion. Draco replaced his mouth on Harry's cock with his hand and began to pump up and down, watching for any signs of discomfort. There were none.

Not long after, Draco added a second digit, this did not appear to disturb Harry either, who laid back with his eyes closed yet again. Draco used his fingers to stretch Harry's entrance.

'Draco, I'm ready,' Harry moaned at last.

Draco nodded, his voice thick with apprehension. Knowing there was no stopping here, Draco pulled Harry closer to him and whispered a wandless spell, coating his cock with lubricant.

Draco lay on his side, parallel to Harry's body, looked into his boyfriend's brilliant emerald eyes, and pushed past the tight ring of muscle. Harry took deep, steadying breaths at the intrusion, trying to get accustomed. He did not want Draco to get worried, or worse - stop completely. Draco leaned up and kissed Harry's lips in a searing kiss.

'Harry, are you okay?' Draco asked, concerned, searching Harry's face.

The black-haired boy nodded silently before whispering, 'Deeper.'

Draco obliged, pushing at a snail's pace, about half of his length in now. He stopped again to let Harry breath more. 'Are you sure you are okay?'

Harry did not answer immediately because he was experiencing a completely new sensation. He felt light tingles of pleasure combined with the discomfort, but they were definitely growing. 'Deeper.'

Draco still looked concerned, pushing more of his length in, resisting the urge to simple plunge. Harry was incredibly tight and the pleasure around his cock made Draco use every ounce of self-control he possessed.

Draco was almost all the way in when Harry urged him on again, the pleasure inside the black-haired boy now palpable. 'Move, please.' Harry whimpered softly.

Draco was sure Harry was not feeling pain at all now. So he pulled back a little before plunging back in. Harry gasped.

'Oh, no! Did I hurt you?'

Harry quickly shook his head. 'No, you didn't. Please just move. I need you to fuck me.'

Slightly taken aback by Harry's pleas, Draco pulled out further, instantly pounding back in. Harry gave a long moan. 'Faster.'

Draco set out to find a rhythm now, increasing speed little by little. Quite suddenly, Harry gasped in pleasure.

'Draco, please, go as fast as you can. Just take me.'

Draco did not need to be told twice. He realized how close his was to the point of no return, but he decided to try his best to last as long as Harry. Draco used one of his hands to stroke Harry's steel hard cock. Harry basically shouted at this, the combined sensations too much to deal with.

What Draco didn't realise was that he was nudging Harry's prostate with every thrust. It therefore completely shocked Draco when Harry came suddenly, thick spurts of come erupting all over both of them.

Determined to lengthen Harry's orgasm, Draco plunged relentlessly inside Harry, he was moments away from finishing. Harry seemed to sense Draco's pulsating cock.

'Come inside me, Draco.'

Draco came with a shout too, filling Harry up.

The two boys lay in post-orgasmic glow, too breathless to say anything.

'That was amazing.' Harry said at last. 'I love you, Draco.'

Draco kissed Harry deeply before saying 'I love you too, Harry.'

And before long, they were falling asleep, holding each other as tight as they could, not a care in the world.

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