Draco pulled a finished tray of cookies from the oven and set it on top of the stove. He swatted Harrys hand away when the man went to snag one when he walked by.

Harry was sitting on their kitchen counter in just grey joggers, looking too sexy in his just woke up state. Eyes half lidded, hair more a mess than usual and bare feet swinging. "But they smell so good." Harry whined like a toddler and pouted at his boyfriend.

Draco pulled his oven mitts off and used a spatula to start moving cookies to the cooling rack. "You will have to find some patience Potter, these cookies are for dinner tonight at Molly and Arthur's. It's rude not to bring something and you are literally a bottomless pit. I can't have you eating all my hard work." Draco went to walk past Harry again and the man snagged him spreading his legs and pulling the man into him, Draco's face at chest level.

"You are torturing me. I wake up to an empty bed, sheets cold, house smelling like a bakery and I don't even get anything to satisfy any of my hungers." Harry pulled the man by his chin making him look up at him. It was easy for Harry to get lost looking into those storm grey eyes. The man was truly beautiful. And if he had been honest with himself long ago, Draco was beautiful even as a young teen. They had spent so much time bullying each other, he wondered what would have happened if they had stopped to appreciate each other. Would they have found darkened corridors and empty classrooms to snog in?

Draco felt a blush crawl across his cheeks at Harrys intense gaze. Storm eyes were searching emeralds. "Harry, I have to finish these-" Draco's eyes fluttered closed when Harrys lips found his own kissing him slowly and softly. The tenderness in the kiss surprised Draco.

"Thank you, for caring about making my family apart of this, apart of us. You have no idea what that means to me. " Harry held Draco's face in both hands, thumbs brushing against his high and beautiful cheek bones. They may have only been officially dating for three weeks, but Harry felt like they had been together a lifetime. He was falling for the man hard, and there was no stopping him.

"Harry, what's important to you is important to me. I'm willing to try and get along with all of your friends and adopted family. I know how important it is. I mean, my mothers in France as part of her sentence, so I don't see her often. My Father, well, he's himself, and not much to be missed. All I have is Blaise really. So cherishing what you have is important."

"And me. You have me now." Harry said capturing his lips again. "And once Molly tastes those cookies, she's going to be knitting you your own Weasley jumper." When Draco made a face Harry laughed. "You will fall in love with it. They are always so comfortable, and it's like she's providing you with a constant hug. You watch, I'll catch you in the flat in it once you own one. "

Draco pushed at Harrys chest trying to escape his tight hold with a chuckle. The taller man held tighter with a laugh, "where do you think you are escaping to Malfoy? You do know I'm stronger than you and I can do with you what I please." Harry whispered into his ear pleased that it made the smaller man shiver. Suddenly there was a shift in the room.

"Oh? Do you like the sound of that? Me controlling you. Telling you what you can and can't do? Whether you can come or not?" Harry licked the shell of Draco's ear and smirked when he had heard a low groan escape the man's lips. His morning erection was back full force. "What if I made you suck me just like this Malfoy? And left you to finish your baking wanting me, reliving our morning the whole time?"

"Harry," Draco moaned softly as he felt the man run his hands up his back and into his hair, tanned fingers tangling in his long golden locks. Harry used his control to bring Draco's head down to his covered erection.

"Fuck, I want you so bad. How is it, everything you do is always so sexy. You are out here playing home maker and it makes me want to jump your bones." He heard Draco moan again, his hot breath just ghosting over his joggers. "I'm going to fuck your throat right here, just like this." He let go of Draco's hair with one hand, using it now to wandlessly vanish his clothing.

It didn't take much to guide his boyfriends wanton mouth over his erection where he swallowed him without a second thought. Harry kept leverage on him, hand still in his hair. He could hear Draco breathing through his nose gagging slightly as he held him down, loving the feeling of his throat swallowing around him. Harry thrusted himself in and out of the willing mouth watching as spit pushed out the edges, falling down on his thighs. He could see tears in the corners of Draco's eyes, but he never asked Harry to stop. A few taps on his leg would have been enough to let Harry know it was too much, but instead the man took everything he was being dished.

"Fuck, you look so damn hot right now. A real cock whore if I say so myself." Harry grunted as his hips moved faster. He wasn't going to last like this. A few more pumps and he was spilling into Draco's throat. He kept him held there until his cock stopped twitching and soon became limp in his warm mouth. Harry finally let go and watched Draco take a deep breath wiping the cum off his lips with the back of his hand. He was sure his throat was sore.

He pulled the man close and kissed him, tasting himself as he used his tongue to battle Draco's tired one. When they pulled apart Harry smirked , "Now you can go back to making those cookies."

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"You made these, Draco?" Molly asked taking the silver tray from the man and moving them to her counter. The tray was full of an assortment of cookies from Lady fingers to colorful Macaroons.

"He did. Turns out Draco is quite the baker. He's always making these chocolate biscuits I like. I swear, I'll be fifty pounds over weight in no time at all." Harry smiled, his hand on his lower back for support.

"When I was on house arrest, I couldn't use magic. You can only spend so much time reading, and the muggle Telly really bored me. I caught a show about baking, and I thought it might be something I could do. It's so close to the art of potion brewing, I picked up on it quite easily. " Draco watched as Molly set the table. "Are you quite sure I can't help? You went through all the trouble of doing all the cooking. At least let me help set and fill the table. " Draco offered.

"Nonsense. It is no trouble." Molly smiled warmly at him. "Harry, will you be a doll and go fetch Arthur? He's out in the blasted shed of his, no doubt tinkering with some muggle devices." She said disappointedly.

Draco looked at Harry, arching one elegant eyebrow in question.Harry leaned in and pecked him on the lips. "I'll be right back in."

Draco watched him leave and suddenly felt very small and alone.

"Would you like a cup of tea dear? I can sense your nerves all the way over here. Tea always calms me down." Molly tilted her head, watched Draco nod, waved her wand and suddenly the tea pot was filling a cup all on its own.

Draco took the full cup and sipped the hot liquid, letting it sooth his sore throat from earlier. "Thank you. Mother says the same thing, that tea always calms her down too. "

"So, Harry mentioned that you took a leave from the ministry for the next two weeks. Are you just vacationing and plan to return, or are you looking to do something else?" Molly wiped her hands on the dish towel and gestured for Draco to move and sit down at the table with her.

"Well, Harry and I haven't spoken too much about it, but I have been doing some thinking. I wanted the job at the ministry, to prove myself. I wanted to help others, make up for my past actions to everyone. Harry keeps reminding me that I paid those debts, and by becoming a better person I am making a difference in the world already. Harry kind of gave me an idea. He had suggested me opening my own apothecary. While potions is a passion of mine, I don't know if that's what I want to do forever. I was thinking, maybe I could find a little shop in hogsmeade, or heck even muggle London, and open a bakery. I was thinking, Harry and I could run it together."

Molly watched Draco with careful eyes. She set her tea down and smiled at him, "I think, Draco, that sounds like a fantastic idea. Harry will love that you want to include him in your dream. "

Draco heard the door open and two voices float into the kitchen. "I couldn't believe it Harry, of all the things a muggle toaster oven!"

Harry and Arthur stopped in the door way. "Arthur, you remember Draco Malfoy?"

Arthur nodded and moved to sit next to his wife at the table. "Yes, I do. How are you Mr. Malfoy?"

"Please, Draco is fine. Mr. Malfoy is my father, and I'm doing my best to not be anything like the man if I can help it."

Arthur nodded again, clearing his throat, "Well Draco, thank you for joining us for dinner. "

Silence fell over the room and Molly tutted at her husband, a bit displeased that he was being a bit cold. Molly began serving the chicken and dumplings making it a point to serve her husband last. "Harry, Ginny tells me you guys are going dancing next weekend. That sounds like fun. I'm glad you two are getting along after everything. "

"Yeah, we both decided we wanted different things in life. No reason to hate each other. " Harry said gently. "So we're going out as a group for a night out. It will be fun I think. "

Arthur looked at Harry, "you know Harry, you didn't have to rush into marrying Ginny. You two could have taken your time, had a long engagement. "

Draco almost choked on his tea and looked at Arthur. Was the man really suggesting in front of him, Harry should make it work with Ginny.

"As much as I'm sure you both would have liked Ginny and I to have worked it out, it wouldn't have. Ginny was amazing, and she will make a great wife and mother. Just not to me. I had been denying my feelings for years, doing what everyone expected me to do. Honestly, before Ginny my only experience with a girl was a kiss where she was crying. It was dreadful. I should have known then. I prefer men. It's not fault to Ginny. She's beautiful, but she deserves a man who wants her like you want your own wife. I couldn't give that to her. It wouldn't be fair for her to settle for anything less than the best. I want to be with Draco. I know this isn't easy, after all the years of bad blood between you and his father, but he isn't Lucius. Draco is a good man. Give him a chance, for me, please. " Harry said gently looking between the two people he considered his adoptive parents.

"I may not approve , Harry. But I can understand. It's very honorable that you still want what's best for Ginny. " Arthur said looking between the couple. "So, did you two see who's playing in the World Cup this year?"

And just like that another piece of Harrys world shifted into place. Molly welcomed Draco in without a second thought. Arthur would need some work, but he wasn't shutting them out. He would take it. One piece at a time.