Draco knew the moment Harry walked through the door that bad news was coming.
The raven set down his messenger bag and hung up his outside robes, exposing his blue, button-up Auror uniform, and turned to walk into the kitchen where Draco was just finishing dinner.
"Hi, Dray—"
"No," Draco cut off. "What's wrong," it wasn't a question; it was a statement.
Harry sighed and smiled lightly. He sauntered up behind his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around his middle, mouth resting near a pale ear.
"I'm being sent to Russia."
Draco inwardly froze and tried to hide the tremble in his voice, "Russia?"
Harry held tighter and pressed soft kisses down his neck, "Unfortunately."
The blonde set down his knife he was using to cut the meat and turned around in Harry's arms to him.
"How long?"
"A month or so, I suppose. They've only been told it's a murder/suicide, definite foul play, and Russia…" Harry sighed and rested his scarred head against Draco's clavicle and sighed again.
Draco responded by playing with his shiny black hair, massaging his scalp. "You tired?"
"Yeah, and I'm ready for a good long night of rest."
"When do you leave…?" Draco asked with a lower, quieter voice.
"Tomorrow at seven, but first ¸" Harry drew his nose up Draco's neck, lips ghosting along the slim column, to his pale ear; he suckled on the lobe gently as he rolled his hips against Draco's, drawing friction.
Draco gasped and threw his head back, a whimper leaving his open mouth. "Yes, that; let's go."
"What about dinner?"
He pressed his lips against Harry's in a feather-light kiss; he then walked around him to sit on the dining table, hips swishing sexily.
"The table's going to be a bit too busy to hold dinner," Draco's eyes hooded, but the grey was visibly dark with intense lust. "But if you're hungry," pants unbuttoned and unzipped, "you can always eat me…"
hehe ^^ I really like that last line.
Anyway, this is done from a request from a friend who has "gotten hooked" on my drabbles.
This will be a series (obviously because there's no angst and the title promises angst)
Lots of hurt/comfort to come :) I have the second one written, but I'm choosing to space them out.
Hope you like it, !