A/N: Well, here is more... this is turning out to be quite a tale ain't it? Enjoy!

Draco bit his lip wondering if he should or should not do what he wanted to do. For the past two weeks something or the other happened and eventually led him to Marvolo's chambers. However, today was different. Marvolo was away on business and Draco was debating waiting for him within his rooms or assuming they wouldn't see each other that evening. Truth be told, he did not really want to sleep in his cold bed… he much preferred having Marvolo to snuggle with through the night, not that he'd admit it. In fact he had tried it for the past hour and it led only to an overactive mind. Draco sighed and made his decision- for better or worse.

He smirked wryly as he opened the door and stepped into the relative dark of the private sitting room. With a lazy flick of the wand he lit the fire and wandered over to the books Marvolo kept there. He didn't want to enter the bedroom… just in case. A half hour later, it occurred to him that a cold bedroom might irritate the man unnecessarily. So he made his way to the room but dared not enter it for the next few moments. He had to give himself a pep-talk to muster enough courage to go in. It wasn't like he hasn't been here before!

He was glad he thought of the problem. The room was colder than the cellar! Draco shivered and made his way over to the fireplace and floated in a log. With a flick of the wand the fire was lit. Draco stayed to watch it flare and spread the warmth around the room. He wished Marvolo would get back already… he was getting a bit worried about this mission. He couldn't even ask where he was going, it was frustrating.

"What are you doing?" Marvolo's cold voice rang out. How dare that brat invade his rooms?! "crucio" He cursed in anger but it dimmed as Draco let out a yelp and stared at him wide-eyed. "Well?"

"I just wanted to light the fire for you…" Marvolo raised a brow. "Honest! I was waiting in the sitting room for you… then I thought you might like to be welcomed by a warm bedroom, so I came in here to light it… I was just going back to the sitting room when you came."

"You expect me to believe this?" Marvolo asked incredulously.

"Yes." Draco glared at him. Glared?! The nerve of that boy! Marvolo growled.

"Get rid of the clothes." He commanded watching in satisfaction as Draco flinched at his tone. He felt just a tiny bit of doubt but pushed it aside. Draco scrambled to get remove his clothes and soon stood trembling slightly and completely exposed. "Bed." Draco complied with the command and got onto the bed. He lied down hoping Marvolo was not mad.

Marvolo drank in the sight of the pale beautiful boy on his black sheets… he looked exquisite. His eyes were still wide but as mesmerizing as always. Marvolo chuckled darkly and approached the bed. A few waves of his hand and Draco was immobilized.

"Wha…? Marvolo?" Draco asked, showing just a bit of fear.

"You didn't think you'd get away with invading my privacy?" Marvolo drawled.

Draco's hands were bound to the headboard and his legs stretched out painfully and slightly elevated. He was stretched out so thoroughly that he could barely move. Another rope lifted his midsection from the bed. Marvolo admired his handiwork- black really looked good on his lover or was it that his lover looked good on black? He smirked and ran a hand over the pale torso.

"Marvolo… it hurts." Draco gasped.

"That's the point." Marvolo rolled his eyes and continued caressing the spots he knew by now that Draco was sensitive at. He took great delight in the moan that escaped him and the arousal that was displayed for him. He found he enjoyed making the boy beg and tweaked a pink nipple.

"Marvolo please."

He didn't reply but increased the pressure on the hard nubs. He knew how much that would arouse Draco. He leant down and licked one making his lover groan in pleasure. He gently rubbed one and sucked the other until Draco was begging for release. It amused him that the blond had not been touched much yet his shaft was throbbing painfully.

Marvolo smirked evilly and started removing his clothes. Slowly. Draco's eyes were hungry but he wouldn't get what he wanted just yet. The Dark Lord let his lover look and might have even preened a bit at the lustful gaze. Once rid of the clothes, he stepped back and marched away from the bed.

"Stay there." He commanded before he took off to shower. He didn't like being all sweaty and bloody. Draco will just have to wait. The boy protested weakly and begged but well he was being punished. Marvolo was frankly enjoying playing with the blond.

He was actually touched he thought of making his room habitable- no one really considered these things for him. The truth of it, he wasn't entirely sure of. Besides, Draco wanted to come to him and was waiting for his return… that was something no one ever did. If he was gone, his previous lovers assumed to stay away and he had not bothered- he just summoned them if he wanted company. However Draco, strange child that he is, wanted to spend time with him? The thought was novel. The child was to an extent sincere, being his lover wasn't an obligation to him… whatever else it was; it was not simply an obligation. He couldn't help but be convinced of this. It warmed his cold heart a bit but he would never admit it.

Marvolo took his shower and decided he would get a drink. If that shower was shorter than the ones he normally took, there was really no one to comment on it. He smirked at Draco as he pranced around in a towel. He knew of course that Draco would be even more aroused- he wanted him to go crazy with pleasure tonight. He casually walked into his sitting room where his good liquor was stored. He poured himself a glass and took a sip. He sighed and started walking back but froze when he saw something.

A book was open on the coffee table and a pair of shoes, undoubtedly Draco's, were haphazardly thrown on the floor. The sofa seat had a comforter that looked like it had just housed someone. Marvolo's eyes softened. Draco was telling the truth then. He smiled, though he would deny it, and summoned a bookmark to mark the page Draco was on. He put the book away in its spot- he took care of his things. He picked up his drink and went back to his sweet lover.

"Marvolo… please… I'm sorry… I won't come in here without permission again… please… release me…."

"Draco…" Marvolo murmured softly and kissed him. He wasn't going to release him just yet though. He did loosen the bonds slightly making them less painful. Positioning himself between those milky legs, he leaned in to capture Draco's lips in a heated kiss. Draco responded immediately and soon they were battling it out with their tongues. Marvolo, impatient as he was, decided to use a spell to prepare him and entered him almost immediately. There was a sharp hiss of pain followed by a pleasure filled groan. It was fast, hard and it left them both panting. They slumped a bit finding their release.

A moment later Marvolo released the ropes. He was surprised when Draco's legs locked around his waist and his hands twined into his hair. Draco pulled himself up and kissed him slowly, passionately. Marvolo kissed back and found he was quite ready for round two. By Draco's actions, he'd wager his blond was too.

After another hour of intense coupling, Draco lay on Marvolo's shoulder and was drawing circles on the taut belly, tracing the six-pack. Marvolo had his hand around his lover and was rubbing a spot on his hip. They laid like this for a considerable amount of time before Draco decided he needed to apologize again.

"I'm sorry." Draco muttered, sounding devastated.

"For?" Marvolo asked.

"Invading your rooms… I'll wait for you to call me from now on." Draco hoped it was enough and Marvolo would forgive him. He didn't want him to be angry at him… ever. It tore at his heart to have him angry now. Marvolo didn't say anything for a while. His hand eventually grabbed Draco's chin and tilted it to look into the miserable grey eyes. Marvolo's own were unreadable and it made Draco nervous.

"From now on…" Marvolo started, fighting down his natural instinct to not offer this. "…you have my permission to enter my rooms when you wish."

"I am… wait… what?" Draco propped himself up to better look at his lover.

"You heard me Draco. You can come and wait for me anytime." Marvolo smiled unconsciously. "Light my fire and warm my bed." He added seductively. Draco grinned. He really did look better smiling, Marvolo mused.

"You mean it?"

"Would I say it otherwise?" Marvolo raised a brow in incredulity.

"No you wouldn't." Draco conceded and a lop-sided grin broke out and he pounced on Marvolo. "I love you!" He kissed him enthusiastically, not realizing that Marvolo had frozen at his words. It didn't last long though and Marvolo kissed back. Those words were said in the heat of the moment, they meant nothing… they did not need such a weak emotion. With that thought firmly in mind, Marvolo let his body do the thinking.

Draco for his part was so happy receiving the express permission, he practically worshipped his lover. He was everywhere, kissing, licking, sucking, biting and tasting every inch of Marvolo. It dawned on him that he was probably the only one who savored this powerful man- it made him want to preen. It was even better because Marvolo let him make love to him… not very often but they did switch; Draco would bet no one before him had that privilege. The thought made him so giddy he was using his tongue to open Marvolo up without realizing. Marvolo, though, was a bit wide eyed at what Draco was doing to him.

"Draco?!"

"Mm…"

"Stop that at once!"

"No. It feels good right? Just enjoy it." Draco told him, his voice so near Marvolo's arousal made him shiver.

"But… it's…"

"It's alright, Marvolo." Draco smiled at him and got back to pleasuring the man. Marvolo gave in; it did feel good. Soon, to his horror, Marvolo was begging to be entered… well more like ordering. Draco grinned- that was an unexpected first. He didn't make Marvolo beg a second time though. He pounded into him and kissed him hungrily. It was the first time Marvolo was being so vocal and it was bloody arousing. It wasn't long before Marvolo spilled onto their stomachs and Draco followed releasing deep into his lover. They stayed joined in that manner for a few minutes before Draco pulled out and snuggled with his lover. He was going to feel very possessive of the man now… Merlin save him.