Doctor
JensenIsMyGod
"I thought you were sick, Potter?"
Harry looks up at Draco through mussed up hair.
"I am," he whines.
Draco rolls his eyes.
"You don't look sick."
Harry whimpers and Draco sighs, taking a seat on the bed next to the Boy Who Lived.
Harry rubs his face against Draco's leg .
Draco leers down at the other boy.
"Do you still feel sick?"
Harry whimpers and Draco takes it as a 'yes'.
"I'll be your doctor."
Harry groans and arches into Draco's feather soft touches.
"I'll be your medicine," Draco whispers, nipping at Harry's exposed skin.
Harry lets out another small sound and pulls Draco up into a bruising kiss.
Draco pulls away and smirks down at Harry.
"I'll be your cure."