After introducing their palace to Harry, Draco then prepared to meet his husband. He was in Sirius' palace with Sirius at his back doing I-don't-know-what.
"Alright, so how do I look?" Draco asked after fixing his hair for the nth time.
Sirius took his attention from his beautiful water nymph who was playing with the wolves nearby and with an irritated voice replied, "You still look the same!"
"What?!? I've been fixing my hair for about 3 hours now!"
"But Draco dear, Harry's not going to see you anyway."
"Well, right, but still!"
'Argh, he's not going to stop freaking out unless… alright, here it goes…' Sirius thought, then he shook his head and said, "Really Draco, you're the most handsome god I've ever seen… aside from Remus and myself of course."
"Really? You really think I look okay now?"
"The god of love?! Son of the god of beauty himself?! What do you think?!"
"Well… I…"
"Go now to your husband…" Sirius said then he winked at the young god.
~*~*~
Night then came; Draco went Draco went to his magnificent Harry resting peacefully in their chamber. Draco then commanded his servants to blow all the candles out so total darkness would engulf his wonderful palace. Then he lay down beside his husband and kissed his husband's slightly parted lips. At the touch of his lips, Harry awoke. He tried to get up from the bed but froze when he saw nothing but darkness.
Draco, then sensing his husband's fear finally spoke, "Do not be afraid my love, for I will not hurt you. I would rather die than hurt you."
"Who are you?" Fear was evident in Harry's voice.
"I am your husband."
"Let me see you," Harry pleaded.
"I'm sorry, my love, but it is not possible."
Harry reached out to touch his husband with hesitation, and Draco, being a god, saw what Harry wanted to do so he leaned unto the touch. He felt Harry's hand trace the outline of his face. He lingered unto the touch for a while then he leaned in to catch Harry's sweet lips for a kiss. Harry broke the kiss and he turned his head to one side, letting it rest against one shoulder and Draco started kissing his neck. Draco kissed Harry on the neck, on the throat, behind his ear with his hands frantically touching and caressing Harry all over his body. Then Draco's touches get softer, slower and Harry was breaking from the torturous speed. His hands are running through Draco's hair, stroking it, pulling at it as Draco licks his way down his chest…
~*~*~
The next morning, Harry woke up and reached for his husband at his side but Draco wasn't there. He got out of the bed, put on a robe and went out of their chamber. In the hallway he was greeted by his invisible servant's voice.
"Goodmorning your highness, I reckon you'd like to eat your breakfast, go now, if you please, to the dining hall where a magnificent banquet awaits you."
"Thank you, have you seen my husband?"
"No, your highness, he left before the sun rose."
"Do you know when he'd return?"
"Propably at night."
"Thank you, I'll be in the dining hall in a minute."
~*~*~
"So, how was your first night?" Sirius asked Draco who was then grinning widely.
"It was fantastic! The best! Really!" Draco was practically bouncing.
"You're making it really obvious," Sirius laughed.
"I've never
been this happy before."
"I know," Sirius said but his
joyous face became serious as he continued, "do be careful though, because
someone will try to ruin your relationship."
TBC…
What can you guys say? Continue? Not?
Love,
Aish
