A/N- I AM SO BACK! I'm back people! With a brand spanking new laptop! Here's chapter 12, enjoy, and when your done review and tell me what you think. (cough) If you think I might need to edit it some more, review and tell me. I don't exactly understand to M/R-NC-17 thing. Thanks and until next time! Cheers, Aubrey
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Chapter 12 Ten Gods and Flashbacks
Draco slowed down as he neared his rooms. Harry was just beyond those doors, waiting. Waiting for him, Draco Malfoy. He could feel his heart pounding against his chest, a steady beat. The thoughts in head turning into two words, Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter. Draco knew he was ready for this, more than ready. But was Harry? He knew Harry was keeping things from him. He could tell. But he trusted Harry nonetheless. Draco pushed his door open and smiled at Harry who was sitting nervously on the edge of his bed. Harry stood up and turned his back on Draco, slowly raising his hands and pulling his shirt off. Draco could feel his heart stop, his breathing hitch. 'Harry, god Harry' He had missed him so much. Draco could vividly remember that night at the edge of the forest. Harry followed him outside after a particularly harsh argument he'd had with Weasel.
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"Malfoy." Drac oturned and faced Potter, trying desperately to calm his body and its reaction to Harry.
"What do you want Potter?" Harry stopped walking a few feet from Darco.
"Ron was wrong. You're not your father." Draco sighed and massaged his temples.
"I know that, Dumbledore knows that, hell, even You know that! But Weasley doesn't care either way. My father was a death eater, therefore so am I. I'm tired of trying to impress you people! Fuck! I'm Draco Malfoy, Deatheaters son, rich famous.."
"Handsome." Draco glanced up, stunned. Potter had just called him handsome.
"Well, yes, of course." Harry took a step closer.
"I don't know what I'm doing Malfoy. I really don't. But when your around I feel like everything just might not be so awful." Draco swallowed and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the feel of Harry's breath along his cheek, his lips hovering above his own.
"Help me forget, Malfoy."
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Draco ran his fingertips over Harry's back, watching the muscles tense and ripple beneath his soft, warm skin. He started to take his clothes off as well. Neither spoke, just sharing quick glances occasionally. They both knew what this meant, that there was no going back. But both also knew that they wanted it, wanted each other. Moving towards Harry, Draco gently pushed him onto the bed, Harry's fingers twisting the top of his boxers nervously. Draco slowly lowered himself over Harry.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Draco didn't have to wait for an answer.
"Yes, fuck yes."
Draco lower his head as he licked a slow path down Harry's neck, his right hand gently stroking Harry's thigh. When he reached the strong chest he'd been longing to taste for years, Draco began sucking on the right nipple, teasing it with his tongue until it was a hard nub in his mouth. Satisfied by the sounds spilling forth from Harry's mouth, Draco moved his attentions to the left nipple, biting gently this time.
Harry's back arched up off the bed to meet Draco's mouth. "Please," he whimpered, his
hands tangling in Draco's flaxen locks. "Please. Oh god, Draco, please, I want you, I want you, I want you..."
Draco began kissing and licking his way down Harry's stomach, using his tongue to map out the contours of Harry's finely sculpted muscles, using his hands to pull off Harry's
boxers, his fingers brushing occasionally across the renewed erection beneath. He dipped
his tongue into Harry's perfect navel, wondering at the sweet noises coming from Harry's mouth.
As he moved his attention lower, kissing along the fine line of coarse black hair that trailed down Harry's stomach….
(REMOVED BECAUSE OF THE STUPID NC-17 THING. IF YOU WANT THE COMPLETE CHAPTER JUST EMAIL ME AND I'LL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO SEND IT TO YOU.)
After a moment, he put some of his weight on his arms before he leaned down to capture those lips with his own for a moment, one final kiss, and pulled away on the warmth of Harry's prolonged sigh. Draco ran his finger tips over Harry's features, firm, drawing touches, leaning into gently stroke the fingertips of his free hand along Harry's brow and cheek and lips, trying to remember ever curve, every angle. Harry rested with his eyes closed, wincing slightly when Draco pulled out of him.
"Are you alright?" Harry opened his eyes to lock gazes with Draco.
"More than alright. Thank you." Draco laughed and pushed himself up so he could look at Harry.
"I think I should be the one thanking you." But Harry shook his head.
"You don't understand. But I think its time I explain so things."
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"Sev, id you hear something?" Severus glanced up from his book to look at his fiancé.
"Like what, pet?" Remus shook his head and frowned.
"It sounded like someone screaming 'Raccccooooo'." Putting his book down, Snape stood and walked over to wrap his arms around his lover.
"I'm sure it was nothing. Now come on to bed."
"It's only 10!"
"Well I didn't exactly say we'd be sleeping, did I?"
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A/N-Well there you go! What do you think? Review and tell me! Please review!