Author's Note: Well...this is it...the final chapter of a story I've been working on since January 2006. I can't believe it's taken this long for me to finish it. I want to thank everyone who's kept with it so far and for all your encouraging and wonderful reviews. One of these days, I will answer all your reviews, but hopefully my notes and the story itself answered any questions you may have had. Thank you for reading and enjoy this final chapter.

Lady B

August 18, 2006

PS...see if you can spot the sentence with the double meaning somewhere below. Yes, there's only one sentence.

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Three days later...

It was near dusk when Draco returned home from a business meeting he had to attend. He entered the foyer but no one seemed to be around. Some of the lanterns were lit but otherwise all was dark. He went into the dining room, expecting dinner but the table was bare. His mother was in her usual spot, sipping tea.

"Mother?"

"Draco?" she wondered, looking up from some correspondence she'd been working on.

"Where's supper?"

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry. I won't be dining with you this evening. Remus was kind enough to ask me to Madame Malkins before we have a late supper."

"You two are awfully close of late. Something I should know about?"

"You don't have a problem with it, I should hope?"

"No, mother. If he makes you happy, then I'm happy."

"I love him, Draco. If all goes right, I think he's going to ask me to marry him this eve."

"That's wonderful, Mum!" Draco smiled, hugging Narcissa. She had tears in her eyes when she pulled away.

"You haven't called me 'mum' since you were little."

"Who knew you were so sentimental?" he grinned. She playfully smacked his arm.

"And about supper...Harry wanted you to join him in your room for supper this evening. I think he's missed you these last few days, you've been so busy with work."

"The new corn and bean crops are coming in and I had to make sure that the people I supply to would get their orders on time."

"That's good. But your husband is beginning to feel like you don't miss him."

"I do miss him! Every minute I'm away from him I miss him like crazy!"

"I think you should be telling him that. Especially in light of what occurred a few weeks ago."

"Good point." he agreed with a grin. "Enjoy your evening, Mother."

"And you as well, my son." she replied as he left the room. "Draco, my love, you are in for a wonderful surprise."

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Draco entered his and Harry's room, hunger gnawing at his gut. As it had been downstairs, a few candles were lit here and there. A small table had been set up near one of the windows overlooking the gardens and he saw a generous amount of food waiting. But no Harry.

"Harry?" he called out as he removed his cloak, setting it aside to be washed later.

"In here!" he heard the reply. He went into their bedroom where the bed had been turned down awaiting them later for sleep. Which sounded good to him right then. But no Harry.

"Harry?" he called again.

"In here!" came the reply from the direction of the bathroom. Toeing off his shoes and socks, Draco made his way toward the bathroom.

"Harry, what-" he began as he entered the door but the words died on his lips when he caught sight of his husband.

Harry was in the bath, his head resting against the lip of the tub, eyes closed. There were no bubbles in the water and Draco could see every lean, rippling inch of Harry's naked body. His gaze lingered a tad too long on the impressive amount of flesh between Harry's legs. It had been so long since he had tasted him there, he missed it.

"See something you like?" Harry whispered huskily as Draco's gaze met his own. That raspy voice did strange things to his body and his pants felt a bit too tight around the middle. Harry's gaze seemed to zero in on his hardness and a small smile played about his lips.

"W-What are you doing?" Draco asked, having to clear his throat to speak properly.

"Having a bath. Waiting for you. I've missed having you around these last few days." Draco watched Harry's left hand as it rubbed up and down his inner thigh and he swallowed hard.

"W-Work has been hectic with the new crops coming in." Draco mumbled.

"All sorted then?" Harry asked, running a flannel up and down his chest. Draco stared at Harry's nipples as they hardened under his gaze. Draco forgot the question.

"What?" he asked, slightly dazed.

"Work. All sorted out?" Harry wondered, thoroughly enjoying the reactions on Draco's face. Although inside, Harry was a nervous wreck.

On a whim, he moved the flannel down his body and over his slowly hardening cock, groaning at the feeling it caused. From the corner of his eye, he saw Draco suck in a breath.

"Um...yeah." Draco whispered breathlessly.

"Oh...that's good." Harry moaned.

Draco watched, frozen to the spot, as Harry stroked himself. This was a side of his husband he'd never been witness to before. And he liked it.

Harry's fist became a blur of movement as Draco watched on, wishing it was him doing the stroking. He was unaware of the fact that Harry had more plans for him.

Harry's gut clenched as he felt his orgasm approaching. His back arched up out of the water and on a gasp, he came.

Draco resisted the urge to drool as he watched thick streams of cum erupt from Harry's cock to sink into the water and swirl away. His own cock was impossibly hard and he wanted to touch himself but wouldn't.

Harry came down from his high and got to his feet, water sluicing down his naked body, his cock still hard. Draco's eyes darkened with lust as Harry stepped from the bath. He reminded Draco of a sea siren, luring men to their deaths by just hearing their song.

He heard Harry's song loud and clear and wondered if he had died and gone to heaven.

Harry went to his husband, wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing close to him.

"Harry!" Draco whispered, his heartbeat sounding loud to his own ears, his hands clenched against his side to keep from reaching out to the naked flesh pressed against him. He felt Harry's hard length against his thigh and his own answered in agreement.

"Draco." Harry smiled before claiming the lips in front of him. And Draco was lost. His own arms came up around Harry's naked waist, hands clenched into the naked globes of Harry's arse, and pulled him tightly against his own body, not caring his clothing was getting wet.

Draco took control of the kiss, slipping his tongue into Harry's mouth as he freed a hand to clench tightly into Harry's hair, drawing his head back so he could sip at the damp flesh of his neck.

"Harry, tell me to stop now. Because if you don't, this is going to go a lot farther than you want." Draco whispered against his flesh, trailing kisses downward. He wanted to claim, to dominate, but he forced himself to wait and be patient.

"I don't want you to stop, Draco." Harry whispered back, shocking the man in his arms. Groaning audibly and feeling his husband surrender against him, Draco took one of Harry's nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking on it. Harry gasped above him, crying out his name as his hands clenched into Draco's hair, almost painfully so.

Draco scooped him into his arms and carried him into the bedroom, not setting him down until they were both on the bed.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked as he stared down at the man whom had captured his heart.

"Very sure, love." Harry smiled warmly. Draco captured his lips in a heated kiss as his hands began to map the body he'd dreamed about touching for months.

He trailed his lips down Harry's chin, across his neck to lave at a spot behind his ear. Harry bit his lip with a slight moan. Draco's lips went lower, feasting on Harry's nipples as Harry's fingers clenched in Draco's hair.

He couldn't resist swirling his tongue in Harry's navel, feeling an answering jerk against his chest from Harry's cock. Reaching his ultimate goal, he sucked the head of Harry's cock into his mouth, lapping at the pre-cum oozing from the tip. He had to hold Harry's hips down or he would have gotten more of Harry then he was ready for as Harry arched upward with a loud moan.

Draco loved the flavor that was bursting on his taste buds as he suckled Harry into his mouth. He drew back slightly to suck one of his own fingers, gently pushing Harry's legs apart. Once his finger was good and wet, he went back to sucking Harry's cock as he teased his puckered entrance.

Harry felt his finger and was more than ready, spreading his legs a little more in silent invitation.

Gently, Draco eased his finger into Harry, groaning at the feel of the ring of muscles spasming against the intrusion.

Harry felt the groan vibrate across his flesh and he answered in kind, feeling Draco's finger slipping into his body.

"Oh, God! Draco!" Harry gasped as Draco pushed in another finger. There was a slight burn as Draco pumped his fingers in and out but Harry quickly adjusted, more so when Draco's fingertips brushed against his prostate. Harry planted his feet on the bed and began thrusting against the fingers in his arse, wanting more, needing it like a drowning man needed air.

Draco slid in a third finger and began to twist them, stretching Harry without causing him too much pain. Harry hissed slightly as the stretching became more pronounced, but was soon back to thrusting himself upon those fingers as they brushed his prostate.

"Draco! Please!" Harry begged as he felt another orgasm approaching. Draco eased off of Harry's flesh, pleased at the red, wet flushed look. He slowly withdrew his fingers, causing Harry to protest the loss. Draco found a jar of lube and slicked his throbbing cock, stroking slowly. He positioned himself between Harry's legs, grabbing at one of the pillows as he did.

"Raise your hips. This will be more comfortable for you." he whispered. Harry did as he was asked and Draco slid the pillow beneath him, elevating his arse a little.

When Draco pierced Harry's arse with the head of his cock, Harry tensed up. Draco waited patiently for him to relax. He'd waited months for this moment...a few more minutes wasn't going to kill him and he wanted this to be a pleasurable experience for Harry.

But Harry remained tense and his eyes were squeezed closed.

"Harry, look at me." Draco whispered. "Please?"

Harry slowly opened his eyes and Draco's heart broke as he saw the unshed tears in those green orbs.

"I love you, Harry. And I promise with all that I am that I will not hurt you. Can you believe that?"

Harry nodded slowly, a single tear slipping down his cheek. Careful not to push too soon, Draco leaned over and kissed him, taking the time to explore his lips with his tongue. After a moment, Harry opened his mouth beneath him and kissed him back.

Encouraged, Draco pushed in a little more, drawing back slightly when Harry sucked in a breath. Draco kept kissing him as he slowly pushed his way into Harry's virgin body.

Inch by inch, Draco gained entrance and soon he was fully sheathed in Harry's tight heat. He drew back from Harry's lips. Harry's eyes were closed, but no longer clenched tightly. He was panting a little. Draco allowed him time to adjust to the feeling of being penetrated.

Harry was throbbing all over. He could feel Draco deep within his body, could almost sense the veins running up and down that hard flesh. He wanted to do something.

He arched up a little and gasped when the head of Draco's cock hit his prostate. His eyes shot open and he stared into the amused eyes of his husband.

"Feel good?" Draco smirked.

"I th-think so." Harry stammered. He arched up again, feeling the same little jolt of electricity shoot through his body. Draco pulled back slightly before pushing back in. Harry gasped, but this time it was one of ecstasy.

"Oh dear God!" Harry gasped. Draco took that as a sign to continue and began to speed up his strokes but not the length of them, so Harry could feel all of him.

Draco kept a steady pace, and after a time Harry gripped Draco's forearms, locked his legs around Draco's lower back and whispered for his husband to move faster.

Draco denied him nothing and gave his all, reaching between them to stroke Harry's cock in time to his thrusts. Harry wailed loudly as he felt his orgasm approach. It seemed to start from the tip of his toes and it radiated outward from there.

Draco plunged into him hard, slamming his prostate and triggering Harry's orgasm. Harry shouted Draco's name as he spurted all over Draco's hand, his stomach and his chest. Draco came a moment later and Harry could feel Draco's cock throbbing inside of him as he came.

Draco collapsed on top of Harry, breathing heavily. Harry ran his hand up and down Draco's sweat-soaked back, causing him to shudder beneath him.

Draco pulled away slowly so he didn't hurt his husband and collapsed beside him. Harry snuggled into his arms, a contented smile on his face.

"Did I hurt you?" Draco asked as their breathing returned to normal.

"No." Harry smiled against his chest. "It was perfect."

"I'm glad." Draco smiled, kissing the top of the dark head pressed against him.

"Draco?"

"Hmmm?"

"I love you." Harry whispered.

"I love you, too. Thank you for blessing me with this gift."

"It was yours to have and I gave it gladly." Harry answered. They were silent for a while and Draco thought Harry had drifted off to sleep when Harry raised his head to look into his eyes.

"Will it always be like this?" he wondered. Draco smiled at him.

"From now until the end of time."

"And you'll never get tired of me, even if I'm pudgy?"

"Harry, when I promised to love you, I meant all of you. I don't care if your pudgy or rail-thin. It's what's inside that matters to me. You have a warm and generous heart and a kind soul. I'll always need you beside me. Always." Draco stated.

Harry leaned down toward him and the kiss they shared at that moment was full of love and a promise to always be there for one another.

And it was a promise they kept to each other until the end of their days.

-Fin