"Daddy…"

Harry turned with a smile as he watched the child run towards him with such glee.

The child's normally straight mane flew behind her, creating quite a picture with all that moon lit hair. Black hair that seemed to hold the moon at it's core, surrounding a pale narrow face with rosy cheeks and edgy cheekbones. A plump mouth of a fine shade of red formed in a pout that delighted its parents.

Nicollet jumped the last few feet into her father's waiting arms with a delightful cry.

Laughing, Harry swung her around once before falling to the ground.

"Where's your brother?"

"In the house with father," she said.

The back door to the house a little over a hundred feet away from them flew open as a man rushed out.

"Are you alright?" he asked breathlessly, but stopped short as he took in the laughing pair before him.

"Father's worried about you again," Nicollet said with a giggle. "Why?"

Harry smiled softly as he brushed a stray strand from her face before looking up into the face of his mate. "Because he loves me," he said simply as he gazed into loving eyes, so similar to the silver shade in his daughter's eyes.

Harry opened his eyes to stray rays of sunlight slipping through the curtains. Blinking, he reached for his glasses on the small table beside the bed. Only when he had them on did he recognize his surroundings. He tried to get up and off the bed, but found he couldn't since his legs were twisted in the sheets, so he simply rolled over. Pushing himself up into a sitting position with his back leaning on the dashboard, he gazed around with wide eyes.

Clothes galore were strewn all around the room. He even recognized his shirt hanging on the dresser all the way across the room. Shaking his head he pondered how the hell that could've happened.

Then he froze.

Looking down at his body he noticed the fresh set of love bites and bruises all over his chest and waist. The teeth marks around his nipple that had been fading slightly were covered in a whole new imprint of teeth. Merlin, what was with the man and his nipple?

Speaking of which…

Harry looked hesitantly, fearfully, to the person beside him. How could he not notice that warm body the moment he had woken up? The moon like skin was a huge contrast to the green bedding.

He looked the body up and down, his face turned red at the sight of the scratch and crescent moon shaped marks on Draco's back. His gaze traveled down as the trail went lower…

"I also have them on my ass, if that's what you're wondering."

Harry started at the sound of the voice. Flushing ever more so, he jerked his gaze up to Draco's face.

"Don't look so shocked, darling. After all," Draco said as he rolled over onto his back with a contented smile, "I recall you liking it deep and all the way." He opened his eyes and chuckled at look on his new mate's face. "Just how I like it."

Harry just stared at. He opened his mouth to ask, "What the hell is going on?"

But came out with a breathless, "What the hell is with you and my nipples?"

Drao grinned. Faster than Harry could blink he was pinned with Draco's left arm from under him around his waist and his right hand cupping the nape of Harry's neck gently.

"Because of this," Draco said as he moved his right hand from under Harry's neck down his chest and across Harry's nipple. He smirked as the shudder went through Harry.

When Harry could breathe almost normally, he glared at Draco.

I never knew my body could be so responsive to someone's touch, Harry thought, dazed. Hell, my body is probably only responsive to Draco's touch.

Draco smiled as he brushed a stray strand from Harry's face. He paused at the faraway look that appeared on Harry's face. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Harry said. Draco's actions had brought his dream rushing back to him.

"Something is wrong," Draco said with a frown. He placed a hand on Harry cheek to prevent him from turning away. "I haven't known you all these years not to recognize when something was wrong."

"You don't know me," Harry said scathingly. Immediately he wished he could take back what he said, the concerned look on Draco's face had rapidly changed into cold fury.

"Like hell I don't," Draco said in a cold voice, the fury barely controlled. "I've had you so many times already I'm practically ingrained onto you."

"Fuck you," Harry choked out. He could fell a big bout of tears in his stomach.

Draco smirked. "No," he said coldly. "I fucked you."

Harry squeezed his eyes as the hot ball of tears burst. Twisting his face away, he desperately tried to keep the tears from gushing out, but couldn't stop the single tear from slipping out.

Draco watched in horror as the lone tear trailed down his mate's face.

Oh Merlin, Merlin, Merlin…

"Harry?" Draco whispered desperately. "Harry, I'm so sorry… Please, baby, don't cry. I'm so sorry."

Resorting to desperate measures, Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled both of them up into a sitting position with Harry in his lap.

Unable to take, Harry wrapped his arms around Draco and held him tightly as the tears mercifully came silently. He didn't even understand why he was crying so bad, all he could feel was this great gaping hole in him. He started to calm down when he felt a hand at his back rubbing soothingly and dimly heard a soft voice calling to him.

Draco rocked the boy in his arms back and forth, saying his name over and over.

Smiling through his tears, Harry rubbed a soothing hand over Draco's heart, causing him to stop moving.

Closing his eyes in relief, Draco hugged Harry to him tighter as he placed a kiss on Harry's head.

Harry closed his eyes as he tilted his head up and smiled into the kiss that Draco gave him. It was soft first, but Harry tentatively moved his lips and opened his mouth slowly to slip his tongue inside. He smiled more as Draco groaned against his mouth. Mischievously, he nibbled at Draco's lips, causing him to kiss Harry deeper.

Groaning, Draco ran his hand through Harry's hair and clasp his head as the kiss heated. Gently, he eased Harry down onto the bed.

Sighing, Harry ran his fingers through silver strands as Draco slipped between his legs. He moaned at the moist heat of Draco's mouth at his throat and shivered as Draco's hands slid down his body. He gasped as they spread his thighs farther apart, making him plant his feet on the bed. His heart started beating faster in anticipation as Draco grasped his hips and lifted them slightly. Harry bit his lip as he felt Draco at his entrance.

"Oh," he breathed as Draco slid in. He gazed into Draco's face and was entranced by the heavy-lidded eyes, the partly opened mouth, and the flushed skin. Draco's eyes bored into his as he thrust in and out of Harry. Harry eyes fluttered close as the pressure built and Draco continued his steady pace. His hands slid up and down a pale muscled back, digging in and creating even more marks and scratches.

He cried out as he came. He was barely aware of Draco pouring into him. Or of Draco rolling them on their sides with his arms wrapped securely around Harry.

I could love you, was Harry's fleeting thought before he fell into slumber.

Imagine that...

Note: I keep all stories and chapters on two flash drives. Both of them go everywhere with me, one for my main use and the other for backup. I've recently lost my main flash and I didn't completely update my back up... So there you have it. I'm working on the others and this one also.

Just so you know, the main one had my original chapter six and it was much longer than this...

Too bad...