Title: Christmas Wishes

Author: Larkin

Rating: This chapter may have edged over into NC-17 - the boys insisted on doing what boy's do. Anyway don't read it if you shouldn't. You can skip on to Chapter six and still find out how the story ends. R - contains slash, if you don't like slash, that is male/male relationships do not read. Do not flame me because it is slash, you were warned.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Harry and all his friends and enemies belong to J.K.Rowling I'm just borrowing.




Chapter five - The sofa by the fire

Without thinking about what he was doing Harry leaned into Draco's touch.
Draco's hand slipped to the back of Harry's head, his fingers threading through Harry's hair urging Harry forward. As Harry let himself be pulled forward he found himself mesmerized by the emotion he was seeing in Draco's silver eyes. Lips met with a feather light touch, exploring whole new worlds of sensation. Harry moaned in his throat and moved more fully into Draco's embrace, his arms reaching out to pull Draco into his embrace. Draco slanted his mouth over Harry's and deepened the kiss. He was momentarily surprised when Harry's tongue lightly traced the line of his lower lip, prying Draco's lips open and asking for entrance. Draco opened his mouth and let Harry's tongue in to taste and explore. Harry knew that for the rest of his life he would identify this taste, this touch, this unique scent as Draco. It was branded on all his senses. Finally the kiss broke, not because either party was anxious to pull away, but they were both panting for breath. Draco rested his forehead against Harry's and looked deeply into the emerald eyes, now darkened almost to black with passion.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Harry forestalled him with a finger on his lips. "Can we just call this an early Christmas present and enjoy it without analyzing it?" he asked. Draco smiled and Harry was lost, he realized he had never truly seen the other boy smile in all the years they had been at Hogwart's. "Your thought processes seem to be very in tune with mine tonight" Draco murmured as he fell back onto the sofa dragging Harry with him. Harry found himself draped across Draco's chest. It felt wonderful. He reached up and slipped a hand behind Draco's neck and then applied himself to kissing Draco again.

The kiss seemed to go on forever as they both opened themselves up to the experience and let their bodies express what their hearts had been hiding. Eventually Harry's mouth slipped from Draco's and started to trace a path down Draco's neck, licking and sucking as he went. Draco threw back his head to give Harry better access. Harry could feel his erection hard against Draco's leg; it did not embarrass him because he could also Draco's erection pressing up into him and he knew the attraction was mutual. He adjusted his body to bring their groins into better alignment so that their cocks were pressed up against each other. At the same time he worked at the fastenings of Draco's robe and pushed it away from his shoulder to give his mouth better access to that fascinating pale flesh.

In the meantime Draco had not been idle. He had been working at the fastenings of Harry's robe and was now pushing it of Harry's shoulder as well. Draco decided to make a sacrifice. He pushed Harry up and away, but before Harry had a chance to feel rejected Draco's hands were pulling away Harry's robe and tossing it to the floor, quickly followed by the sweater that Harry had been wearing. Draco's robe and shirt quickly followed. Draco settled back down with Harry cradled in his arms, now reveling in the feel of Harry's naked flesh pressed against his own. Draco admired the play of the firelight on Harry's torso. Harry was not bulky but all the time spend playing Quiddich had paid of with very nicely developed muscles that Draco just ached to run his tongue over. However, at that moment Harry had taken charge and was running his tongue over Draco's chest. Draco was content for the time being to lie back and let Harry had his way. When Harry's wet mouth settled over Draco's nipple and began to suck Draco was unable to stop himself from bucking up and rubbing his groin against Harry's. Harry pressed back down into him creating lovely friction where their cocks were pressed up against each other. Wanting more Draco moved his hands down to Harry's waistband. He undid the button and reached for the zipper. Harry stopped his attentions to Draco's nipples and looked up to meet his eyes. Emerald bored into silver, desire written clear in both sets of eyes, neither blinking. Then Harry's mouth again descended on Draco's and Draco felt Harry's hands working to free him from his pants. Undone, both sets of pants and accompanying boxer shorts were hurriedly skinned from hips and pushed down around their ankles. A few purposeful kicks and shoes and pants had fallen to the floor.

The release of his cock from his tight pants felt wonderful to Draco. Harry settled himself more comfortably so that their cocks were pressed together again, the sensation of skin on skin with no barriers between them was incredible. Draco realized that the heat emanating from Harry was even warmer than the fire and much more satisfying. He briefly marveled in the feel of Harry's cock rubbing against his own, soft as velvet and hard as steel at the same time. They quickly fell into a rhythm of thrusting and rubbing together, the friction driving them both to previously unexplored levels of pleasure. Meanwhile hands stoked and mouths sucked and bit at exposed flesh on necks and shoulders as then shuddered and clung to each other. They continued to rock their groins together in a frantic rhythm. The end came more quickly then either would have chosen as their bodies pumped out their seed unto each other's bellies. In the afterglow Harry slipped to Draco's side, it was rather a wide sofa, and Draco reached up and pulled down a blanket from the back of the sofa to wrap them in.

Sated and happy they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Some time latter Harry woke up. He smiled as he realized where he was, there was no doubt in his mind who was holding him so lovingly and he felt like his heart was overflowing with happiness. For the first time in a very long time he felt like he belonged with someone. As he looked around he could see from the windows that it was still dark outside. It would be awhile before anyone came looking for them. With that thought Harry turned his attention to his sleeping partner. Draco looked so innocent when he slept, the perpetual sneer and sense of watchfulness were gone and a much more open Draco was revealed. Harry was willing to bet that very few people were given the opportunity to watch Draco sleep. He would never willingly reveal that much about himself to others.

The room was warm and Harry pushed the blanket away so that he would enjoy himself with looking his fill at Draco's pale sculpted body. It looked like cold marble but was so wonderfully warm to the touch. Harry allowed his fingers to lightly follow his gaze down the length of Draco's body. It just felt good to know he was allowed to touch. As his attention was drawn lower he noticed that although Draco had not woken up a certain part of his body was stirring and showing an interest in Harry's investigation.

Harry decided that this was a good time to give in to temptation. He wrapped his hand around Draco's cock and gave it a little experimental pull. He was immediately rewarded by indications of increased interest. Harry made up his mind to go for it. He slid down Draco's body and gently licked Draco's cock from root to tip. Draco gave a little moan and half turned his body giving Harry better access. Harry swirled his tongue around the tip, licking across the slit. He glanced up at Draco's face as he opened his mouth and sucked Draco in as deeply as he could. With that Draco's eyes flew open. He looked down to see his cock vanishing into Harry's hot wet mouth. It was the most incredible sensation. The heat and the suction that Harry was providing were better than anything Draco had ever imagined. Draco struggled for a moment with the though that he should be doing something back, not just lying there. As if reading his thoughts Harry raised his head. "Just lie back and enjoy this" he said "You're giving me pleasure by letting me do this for you."

Harry lowered his head and sucked Draco back into his mouth. As he established a rhythm Draco gave up to the sensations and let himself lie back and enjoy Harry's gift. Draco fought for control as his hips bucked up of their own volition trying to force himself deeper into Harry's mouth. Harry put his hands on Draco's hips to control his thrusts and busied himself with bringing Draco off. Moments later Draco exploded and shot his load down Harry's throat. Harry swallowed it all down with every evidence of pleasure. He looked up to meet Draco's eyes as he licked a few stray drops from his mouth then he lowered his mouth again to lick Draco clean. Draco was shattered from the force of his orgasm and, dare he admit it, his acknowledgment that this was an act of love not just mind blowing sex. He pulled Harry back up into his arms and kissed him deeply. He could taste himself on Harry and it was more erotic that he could ever have imagined.

Breaking the kiss Harry grinned down at him. Draco found himself grinning back up. "That was incredible, thank you" Draco said. Harry smiled. "It was my pleasure he said, and I really do mean that." In the meantime Draco had become aware of the fact that Harry's erection was hard as a rock and pressed up against Draco's belly. "I think I want to return the favour" Draco said.

"You don't have to you know" Harry replied. "Oh, but I want to" was Draco's response as he flipped Harry over so now he was pressed back into the sofa.

Draco nuzzled his way down Harry's body until he reached his objective. The objective was standing up straight begging for attention, pre-cum weeping from its tip. Draco gave it an experimental lick, it tasted salty and not unpleasant. He licked around the head then sucked it into his mouth. Draco had not really expected to enjoy this but he wanted to please Harry. Quickly his opinion changed as he began to understand what Harry had meant. He was definitely enjoying the feel and taste of Harry in his mouth and he loved watching as Harry came undone under his ministrations. It did not take long for Harry to spill into Draco's willing mouth. Draco savoured the taste as he made sure to get every drop. With Harry finally spent Draco moved back up onto the sofa and gathered him in his arms, pulling up the blanket. Before he fell asleep he realized that this was the real thing. They were lovers. They had gone to far to dismiss their actions as adolescent fumblings. These were the conscious actions of people making a loving commitment to each other. "Wonder what it will be like to be joining the good guy's" was Draco's last thought as he fell asleep.