Unfinished Business
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WARNING: Same as first chapter.
SUMMARY: Same as first chapter.
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"Can Papa tuck me in, Daddy?" James said as he held on to his stuffed toy.
"Of course he can," Harry smiled, kissing his son on the head before getting up from his bed. Draco quickly took his place. "Just read him one of his stories until he falls asleep. He'll tell you which one he wants," Harry instructed before leaving the two alone.
As soon as Harry stepped out of his son's room and closed the door, he breathed in a sigh of relief. Being in such close proximity to the blonde all evening, even after so long, was having a major impact on him. Harry knew this might happen, after all he was still in love with the blonde. But he never expected, especially after the way things had ended, for Draco to come on so strongly.
The episode in the kitchen had come as a complete shock to Harry. He was practically … no … absolutely putty in Draco's hands. If James' hadn't come in when he did, Harry wasn't quite sure what they would have done, how far they would have taken their little escapade. Then they would have had to deal with the repercussions of a scarred little boy.
Harry needed to set some distance from the blonde, make a set of rules now that they all would be living together. Even though he was freely willing to let Draco into their son's life, it didn't mean he was letting the blonde back into his. There were still too many wounds that hadn't healed yet, too many emotions bubbling to the surface.
After getting some sheets from the closet, Harry started downstairs to make a makeshift bed on the couch. He would need to go shopping tomorrow to buy a bed for the spare room he had. At the moment, he was using it as an office/guest bedroom for when he had extra company staying the night. But Harry was going to have to make that a more definable bedroom now that Draco would be staying with them. Or he could change James's playroom into Draco's room if he wanted to. Harry guessed that he would have to ask Draco which room he would prefer, as long as it wasn't his.
Suddenly, footsteps coming down the stairs alerted Harry to Draco's presence.
"James is asleep already?" Harry asked as he finished putting the final touches on Draco's makeshift bed.
"Yeah. He fell asleep before I finished the first page. I've been spending the last couple of minutes just watching him sleep," Draco smiled as he came into the living room.
"Wow. I don't know what's gotten into him, but James sure is behaving himself," Harry said as he flopped down onto the couch. "He didn't make quite a big a mess of himself today, his shower contained no instances of him running naked around the house, and he usually stays up for half the night. I'd normally have to read him at least two books before he'd fall asleep."
"Maybe he just likes the sound of my voice," Draco guessed as he sat down beside Harry.
"Maybe he just likes you," Harry corrected as he rested his head in his hand and elbow on the top of the couch. "Before you came here, he was about to throw one of his many tantrums. Usually, it takes me forever to get him to stop. But he did it the moment he saw you."
"I like him too," the blonde said as he mirrored Harry's position.
"Good, because as much as I want you in his life, I will make sure that you never see him again if you hurt him," Harry said seriously.
"Understood," Draco said.
"Good," he said before he made to get up.
"What about you?" Draco asked as he grabbed Harry's arm.
"I already told you -" Harry started before he was pulled into Draco's lap.
"That you wanted me in our son's life. What about yours?"
"You've already hurt me."
"That wasn't me," Draco insisted. "That day you came back home, someone else was pretending to be me. They were most likely using a Polyjuice potion to make you believe it was me, but I swear to you that it wasn't. I wasn't even in the country when it happened."
"And what country were you in then?" Harry asked skeptically.
"Germany," Draco said and received a scoff from the man still in his lap. "Trying to clear my head after you left me. Or at least who I thought was you," he explained as Harry turned away from him.
"You expect me to believe that?" Harry asked as he turned back to the blonde. "Alright then. If it wasn't you who kicked me out, then who was it?"
"We think it was either my mother or Astoria."
"What do you mean 'we'?"
"Ron and Hermione. They saw a Pensieve with the memory I have of us breaking up, and it is completely different from yours. We agree that my mother and Astoria had the most to gain from our split."
"You expect me to believe that your mother was plotting to break us up?"
"And Astoria," Draco amended.
"But your mother liked me."
"I guess she liked having grandchildren more."
"That still doesn't make any sense. I talked to her before I left on my assignment and she was trying to convince me into taking a potion so that I would be able to conceive."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, she said that she would be able to give you what you wanted if I was willing to take a fertility potion. She had your father brew it himself. Before I left, I told her that I would talk to you about it and see what you said. Since you were gone to see your family overseas, I couldn't talk to you until after I came back."
"My mother never said anything about that to me, though that does explain a few things. But if it wasn't my mother, then who was behind our break-up. Astoria couldn't have been acting alone because she was with me in my memory."
"I don't know," Harry said tiredly. "I have to get up early tomorrow. I'm going to bed," he said as he started getting up.
"Wait," Draco said as he pulled Harry to him again. "You do believe me though, don't you? You do believe that I would never hurt you the way you think I did?"
"I don't know what to believe. I have to talk to Ron and Hermione first. I'm going over to the Burrow tomorrow for their wedding. I'll talk to them about it then."
"I'm going with you," Draco insisted.
"I don't think-"
"They're already expecting me there. Believe me, no one will be surprised by my presence."
"Okay" Harry said hesitantly. "I'll be waking you up at six sharp. We'll leave at seven."
"Okay," Draco smiled, the ease of it catching Harry a little off guard.
As Harry got ready for bed, he pulled his blanket over his head, trying to shut himself from the world around him. There were so many things floating around in his head. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. Harry was sure that Mrs. Malfoy couldn't have been the one to plot against them. She had been thrilled when Harry was considering taking the potion. It was like it was the answers to her prayers, whether or not she was the praying type.
Astoria, on the other hand, she did seem like the type to pull off something like this. Out of all of the friends and family who had supported them, even Ron, Pansy and Blaise were on their side, she was the only one who was against their relationship.
Well, maybe not the only one…
As Harry fell a little too deep into thoughts that started to disturb him, he was suddenly yanked out of them when a firm arm wrapped around his waist.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked as he found himself suddenly flushed up against Draco's bare chest.
"I'm making it clear where I want us to end up now that I'm back in your life."
"You're going to be in James' life. I never said that you would be a part of mine," Harry said as he tried to pull out of Draco's grasp.
"But being in James' life means that I'll be in yours. Besides, are you saying that there's no chance for us, even though we were tricked into separating?" Draco said before latching his lips onto Harry's neck.
"I never said that I believed what you were saying," Harry gasped before moaning a second later when Draco found the sensitive spot under Harry's ear.
Draco effectively cut off anything else Harry was going to say as he nibbled and sucked on Harry's neck, hard enough to make sure it'll leave a noticeable mark by the time morning came. The blonde then slid his hand underneath Harry's nightshirt and started caressing his stomach, trailing slender fingers higher until they came to a small nub on his chest.
The blonde tweaked and pinched and messaged the small nub until it was achingly erect. Then he trailed his kisses to the other side of Harry's neck and used his other hand to gift the neglected nipple with the same devotion. By the time Draco was satisfied with his work, Harry was a withering mess underneath him.
It was time to take this so much further.
The blanket that was still covering them was suddenly thrown to the end of the bed as Draco sat up between Harry's legs. Then he flipped their positions around and draped Harry's legs over his waist.
"I think you are wearing entirely too much clothes," Draco breathed out as he propped himself up on his hands so that Harry was effectively sitting in the blonde's lap.
Looking into Draco's cloudy eyes with his own glazed green orbs, Harry used his trembling fingers to pull his shirt over his head. The moment the offending article of clothing left Harry's body, and their chests connected after so long apart, Harry draped his arms over Draco's shoulder and crushed his lips against his lover's.
They moaned into the kiss the moment their tongues touched, engaging in an all too familiar dance. By now, Draco had his arms wrapped around Harry's waist and the two of them were rocking their groins against each other.
"Harry," Draco groaned as the other started caressing his chest while eager lips attacked his neck. "Dammit I need you so badly right now."
"Then what are you waiting for," Harry moaned as he started nibbling on the blonde's ear.
"Absolutely nothing."
The next thing Harry knew, he was being thrown back onto the bed before he was turned over on his stomach. Soon, he was on his hands and knees and his night pants were being quickly disposed of alongside the blonde's.
"I-I haven't been … with anyone since-" Harry's voice trembled.
"Don't worry," Draco said as he kissed the curve of Harry's lower back. "I'll always take care of you."
Harry's member twitched at the sensations of Draco's voice vibrating against his back. He moaned out loud, gripping onto the sheet below him, when Draco muttered a spell and a slippery digit eased its way past his opening. Sliding slowly in and out, Harry's body rocked to the movement of Draco's ministrations. It had been so long since anyone had touched him this way … since Draco had. It was slowly driving him insane.
"Please Draco," he moaned as a second finger was added, stretching him even more. "I need you so much right now."
"All in good time, Harry. I want you nice and stretched before I take you."
When Draco slid a third finger in, he searched for the tight bundle of nerves that would have Harry begging for release. As soon as he found it, Harry cried out, gripping onto the sheets until his fingers turned white.
"I can't take much more of this," Harry moaned as Draco massaged him. "I don't care if it hurts. Just take me already."
Draco grabbed onto the base of his twitching cock at Harry's words. With the man before him talking this way, he was sure to explode before either of them were ready. He quickly extracted his fingers from Harry's hole, electing a displeased mewl from his lover.
"Don't worry. You're about to get exactly what you wanted," the blonde said as his trembling fingers coated his throbbing cock.
Draco anxiously aligned his member with Harry's entrance before slowly pushing forward. With a shuddering breath, the blonde eased his length all the way in. As he pushed forward, Draco noticed that Harry was tighter than he remembered. It felt more like their first time. Harry had been a little hesitant then, since it was his first time with a man.
"Relax, Harry," Draco said as he glided his fingers along Harry's spine.
The effect was instantaneous. Harry arched his back up and released all of the tension from his body. Draco then gripped the side of Harry's waist as he slowly pulled his length almost all the way out before slowly pushing it back in.
"Please go faster," Harry begged as he pushed himself flush up against Draco's sack.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You're hurting me by not moving faster. Please, I need you pounding me into the bed."
"Fuck, Harry. You have no idea what you're asking of me."
"Like hell I don't. Now fuck me," Harry demanded.
Without so much as another word, Draco did as he was told. He swiftly pulled his cock out to the tip before slamming back into Harry, hitting the tight ball of nerves inside him. Harry gave a surprised yelp as the force of the thrust pushed him further into the bed.
"Oh yes. More please," Harry moaned as Draco continued his trusts.
"It'll be my pleasure," the blonde said, his grip tightening as his trusts became more forceful.
All that could be heard shortly thereafter was Harry's quick pants as Draco pounded him into the bed. Sweat coated their heated bodies as Draco rocked back and forth into Harry. Then suddenly, Harry found himself on his back again.
"I want to see your face when you come," Draco explained, though Harry already knew of the blonde's guilty pleasure.
Wrapping Harry's leg around his waist, Draco trusted into Harry again with renewed vigor. He propped his hands on either side of Harry's head and quickened his pace, pounding mercilessly against Harry's sweet spot.
"Oh Draco, I'm going to explode!" Harry cried out as he grabbed a hold of his leaking member and started stroking himself.
Latching his lips onto the already tender flesh of Harry's neck, Draco bit down, hard. A second later, Harry was crying out as he reached his peak. Wave upon wave of euphoria wracked his body as his chest and hand became drenched with his essence. Watching as his lover became undone, Draco soon followed, emptying his already bursting flesh into Harry's hungry hole.
Several thrusts later, as his jerking movements released the last of himself into Harry, Draco collapsed on top of his lover. He then slowly pulled his lax member out of Harry's abused entrance and rolled over.
"Did I hurt you?" Draco asked as he brushed a strand of damp hair from Harry's face.
"Yes. But in a good way," Harry panted, trying to catch his breath.
"Do you want to go again?"
"Absolutely," he exclaimed before rolling on top of the blonde and claiming his lips once more.
End of Chapter: Release