Three months passed by quickly. The announcement had shocked the kingdom who celebrated the return of the rightful heir. Draco's coronation was quickly conducted and Theo was executed. Harry hadn't wanted to attend which secretly delighted Draco. He didn't want to subject Harry to that, and it didn't hurt that it robbed Theo of his last wish to see Harry before he died. He had felt a vicious thrill run through him as he watched Theo's eyes dart around for Harry, angry when he couldn't find him. The execution had been public and swift. Theo was hung for his crimes; his body burned after. Harry wanted Draco to sleep in his room every night which Draco didn't mind. They spent their nights kissing and exploring each other's bodies. They always stopped when one or both of them got an erection. Neither of them were ready to go any further. Lily and James had returned to their kingdom after Theo's execution. Blaise remained Harry's personal guard, but he was no longer required to be there constantly. Instead, they found a second personal guard to take over for half the time. As Blaise predicted, the subjects of the kingdom refused to call Harry anything but King Consort.

It was obvious to everyone that there was something between Draco and Harry, so everyone in the kingdom was wondering when they would get married. However, they were in no hurry. They spent time together every day walking through the garden, talking, and mildly flirting. Draco knew that he wanted to give Harry a real proposal, so he had a ring fashioned in the style that he knew Harry would like and proposed to him in the garden under the moonlight. Harry had agreed under the condition that they wait to get married until he was ready for more. Draco readily agreed; he only wanted to know that Harry wanted to marry him. Harry was much happier with his ring this time around.

Draco worked on getting the king's room redecorated and a new bed in place. When it was done, it wasn't even recognizable as the same room that Harry had suffered so greatly in. Harry had actually liked the room. He wasn't eager to give up sleeping next to Draco, so Draco asked if he would move into the new room with him. Harry had happily done so. Their relationship seemed to speed up a bit after that. Their kisses at night grew more passionate and heated as their touches became more bold. Draco knew that Harry would be telling him soon that he was ready to get married.

"You know that everyone thinks he's bedding you," Blaise said casually one day when he was alone with Harry.

Harry flushed. "What? Why?"

Blaise snorted. "You sleep in his room every night. What did you expect people to think?"

"We only kiss," Harry protested.

Blaise raised an eyebrow and Harry flushed again.

"There might be some touching, too," Harry mumbled. "We always stop before we go too far. Draco knows I'm not ready."

"You're almost ready, though, aren't you?" Blaise asked.

"How did you know?" Harry asked, surprised.

"It's the way you look at him. Like he's a piece a meat."

"I do not!" Harry exclaimed.

"You don't what?" Draco asked as he came in, stopping to kiss Harry's cheek before sitting down.

"Nothing," Harry said quickly, flushing.

"I love when you blush," Draco said, grinning.

Harry flushed even deeper. "What have you been doing all day?" he asked in an attempt to change the subject.

"Finishing up righting all the wrongs that Theo did," Draco muttered. "He cost our kingdom precious allies. I've been working to get them back. It's finally done. We can look to the future now."

Harry cleared his throat. "I want to get married," he said nervously.

Draco practically beamed. "I've been waiting for you to say so. Already been working on the plans. You can take a look at what I've come up with to see if you like it. You can change anything you want."

Harry blinked. "You've already been working on it?"

Draco shrugged. "I've been waiting to marry you since I was sixteen. I was excited to start planning."

Harry leaned over to kiss Draco deeply. "You're the best," he breathed.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "If I'm not needed, I'm going to go find Tracey. I don't want to see your tongues down each other's throats."

Draco stuck his tongue out at Blaise. "Then go. You're definitely not needed."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Stop being rude, Draco."

Draco waited until Blaise was gone. "Is it so wrong for me to want a few moments alone with the man I'm going to marry?" he asked innocently.

Harry chuckled and kissed Draco again. "Let's see those plans."

Draco pouted. "But I want to kiss you some more."

"We have plenty of time to do that in bed," Harry said. "So, we either look at the plans now or I can look at them in bed and you won't get any kisses then."

Draco sighed and went to grab the parchments that had the plans. "I am definitely not giving up my nighttime kisses," he muttered darkly.

Harry stifled a laugh as he read through everything that was written down. He liked all of it. It was so different from the wedding he had with Theo. It was more to his taste. It was almost eerily similar to the wedding he had imagined when he dreamed about marrying Draco. Their wedding was a huge event. The whole kingdom turned out. This time, Harry could see love shining in Draco's eyes as they recited their vows. He eagerly kissed Draco at the end before the reception began. They spent the whole evening dancing and drinking and eating. When it was over, Harry was nervous to go back to their room. Draco could tell he was, so he arranged for a hot bath for Harry to relax. He slowly and sensually bathed Harry until Harry was practically a puddle under his hands.

He helped Harry out of the bath and dried him off before leading him over to their bed. Harry was trembling before him, but Draco could see that Harry wasn't scared. He was just extremely nervous. Draco sympathized with him. Even though Harry had been taken numerous times by Theo, he might as well have been a virgin. Draco reached out to hold one of Harry's hands, using the other to cup Harry's cheek to pull him into a sweet, slow kiss until Harry stopped trembling. Draco gave Harry a gentle nudge toward the bed. Harry climbed under the blanket and Draco walked around to undress and climb in next to him. Draco pulled Harry closer to kiss him and gently run his hands over Harry's body. He pulled back and looked into Harry's eyes.

"We don't have to do this if you're not ready," Draco murmured. "I can wait."

Harry shook his head. "I'm ready. I'm just nervous. This is the wedding night I dreamed of. I don't really know what to do."

Draco kissed him briefly. "I do."

Harry pulled back and looked at him. "How do you know?"

Draco flushed. "I had a very long, very embarrassing conversation with Severus yesterday. I want to make this good for you so you know that it doesn't have to be like that. It can be beautiful, amazing, and pleasurable. That's the way it's supposed to be."

Harry smiled slightly. "I kind of figured that out what with all our late nights."

Draco laughed and flushed. "Yes, but we haven't actually done anything. According to Severus, there is so much we can do that we knew nothing about. There are other things that we can do to give each other pleasure even without penetration. So, if you're not ready, we can do other things. We can do them either way, but Severus said that they can give satisfaction without having to do…that."

"Like what?"

Draco flushed. "Um, we can use our hands on each other and our mouths. Severus said that they can be pleasurable and satisfying enough that penetration isn't necessary, but they can also be used to increase the pleasure before penetration."

Harry's eyes were wide. "Theo never did any of that. I know that Severus was angry in the beginning, because he said that Theo wasn't preparing me the way he should which is why it was so painful for me. Though, I don't know what that means."

Draco nodded. "Severus went into great detail on preparation. He was very insistent that I take every precaution. I imagine that's why. I'm supposed to prepare you before penetration by using my fingers. It's supposed to stretch you out more to make more room for me. I'm also supposed to use oil to make entry easier. He said that I could tear you if I don't do everything I'm supposed to."

"That might be what caused the bleeding," Harry mumbled.

"Like I said, we don't have to do penetration. We can do other things, or we don't have to do anything. All I care about is your comfort. If you're not comfortable doing anything yet, we can wait. I don't mind."

"You've been waiting for months, Draco," Harry murmured. "What kind of husband would I be if I made you wait even longer?"

Draco kissed him deeply, running his hand over Harry's bare chest. "It's not about what kind of husband you are. I already know you're going to be the best husband. It's about what kind of husband would I be if I made you go further than you're comfortable with after what you went through. I will admit that I want to. Really bad…but I am more than willing to wait until you're completely ready."

Harry bit his lip. "I thought I was when I told you I wanted to get married. Now that it's here and I know what's supposed to happen, I don't really know. I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry for," Draco said, pulling Harry close to hold him. "You went through hell. It's not surprising that you need more time. We can just go to sleep tonight. We have the rest of our lives to do that."

Harry looked up at him with adoring eyes. "You really are the best," he murmured, leaning up to kiss Draco thoroughly.

Like every other night, the kiss quickly grew more heated. Harry moaned into the kiss as he pressed his body more firmly against Draco's. Draco groaned when he felt Harry's erection pressed against his. Draco pulled away in shock when Harry rolled onto his back, bringing Draco on top of him before spreading his legs for Draco to lay between them.

"Harry?" Draco asked uncertainly.

"I don't know if I'm ready for everything, but we can try some of the other stuff," Harry said shyly, flushing.

Draco smiled softly and kissed Harry passionately. He gave a tentative thrust down which made them both moan loudly. Draco tore his lips away from Harry's to lick and kiss his neck. Harry's head tilted to the side as he panted heavily, Draco's lips making their way down his body. He sucked in a sharp gasp of air when Draco stopped to suck and nibble on his nipples. Draco loved the sounds that Harry was making. He loved even more feeling Harry wiggle underneath him as he didn't quite know how to react to the sensations that Draco was giving him. Draco continued his way down Harry's body, stopping to dip his tongue in Harry's bellybutton eliciting a breathless laugh. He smiled as he continued pressing kisses on Harry's body until he was face to face with Harry's erection for the first time. He had never really thought about it before, but he found it to be one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen. He experimentally stuck out his tongue to lick the tip causing Harry to cry out. He lapped at the tip several times before closing his mouth around it. He felt himself grow even more erect at the half-moan, half-gasp that Harry gave. He slowly slid his mouth down, pulling back up when it hit the back of his throat and he gagged. He felt Harry's hands in his hair as he bobbed his head and swirled his tongue. Severus had only told him basics, so he was working on pure instinct. Obviously, he wasn't doing too bad of a job judging by Harry's reactions. Draco tried again to take Harry deeper. When he felt Harry hit the back of his throat, he suppressed his urge to gag and swallowed instead. He was delighted when he felt the tip slide down his throat. He reached up to gently touch Harry's balls before carefully playing with them to get used to the size and the feeling of them. He pulled his mouth off of Harry's cock causing Harry to groan in disappointment. His groan turned into a cry of pleasure when Draco took his balls into his mouth.

Draco used his tongue to roll them around in his mouth before giving a gentle suck. He felt them start to tighten in his mouth. He knew from pleasuring himself that it was a sign of the end. He quickly sucked Harry's erection back down his throat, swallowing hard before Harry cried out and his release spurted down Draco's throat. Harry panted and whimpered as Draco gently sucked and licked him as he softened. Draco finally let him slip out of his mouth. Draco couldn't resist giving him a final lick. Harry gasped at the touch to his over-sensitized flesh. Draco surged up to kiss Harry passionately.

"You taste so good," Draco murmured, nuzzling Harry's neck.

Harry flushed. "You can't just say stuff like that, Draco," he said, panting slightly as he calmed down.

Draco laughed. "Why not? You are my husband, and you do taste good. I wasn't sure what to expect when I did that, but I quite liked doing it."

"It felt really good," Harry said, pulling Draco up to kiss him. "I want to do it to you."

"You don't have to," Draco murmured. "That was for you to show you that being in bed can be defined by pleasure."

In a surprising show of strength, Harry rolled them over. "Oh, no. You're not getting off that easy. I want to try."

Draco had no complaints, especially when he gasped loudly when he felt Harry's hot, wet mouth wrapped around him.