Daddy issues

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE: "I am ready for us..."

*Draco's POV*

Where are they?

Why did they leave Kit alone? Surely, it could not have been that urgent?

This is ridiculous!

"Hey, little one, we are alone now. So, Bella and I are going to go do some work. Do you want to play in your room? Yeah?" I said, still holding Kit in my arms. He was now three years old and was getting big and strong already: aka, he was becoming a dead weight and I wanted him out of my arms so he could run to his room.

He nodded excitedly as I began to lower him to the ground. I felt Annabella's eyes on me the entire time, though i couldn't tell if it was for a good reason or not. I chose to ignore her and just focus on the little boy who was now clambering his way up the large staircase.

"Careful up them stairs, Kit, I don't want you falling over!" Bella called out to the young boy.

I turned to face her and slowly scooted closer, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist and resting my chin on top of her head.

"What do you think is happening?"

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it can't be good." She commented, pulling me over to the doors to the living room and opening them with a wave of her hand.

Merlin, I love when she does that. How does she not see how talented she is?

We wandered over to the settee and sat down. The pair of us stayed like that for a while, just sitting, a gap between us that felt like the size of the Grand Canyon. It felt awkward as neither of us knew exactly what to say. All I know was that I needed her, I just needed her on me, next to me, right by my side. No way was I going to tell her that though, she can figure it out by herself.

"Draco?" She breathed, barely above a whisper, almost as if she was timid.

"Yes, darling?"

"I'm ready."

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"You."

"Me?"

"You..."

"What do you mean?" I gulped. I had an idea of what she meant and my Salazar did I hope I was right, but it could still be up for debate.

"I-" she paused, "I am ready for us... I mean really us. The Yule Ball incident was a disaster. I want to make up for it, properly. Look, this isn't easy for me to say and I don't want to be all soppy and-" she cut herself off once more with a long sigh. "Fuck sake! I need you, Draco. I have realised these last few months that it is better if I face my demons head on. Please, don't make me beg..."

I chuckled lightly, "Oh, my love, I am here... I have always been here and will always be here for you. No matter what you want or need from me. I love you, Bella."

"I- um... I love you too." She gave me a weak smile, "Thank you, Draco."

I could tell she was sincere with the thanks, but I felt as if she wasn't with the I love you. I knew she had always meant it as friends and I had always meant it as more. Yet, I am still left hoping, praying, that she will one day mean it. Truthfully mean it. I know it is difficult for her to trust anyone at the moment, and it is all because of our parents. Honestly, if I could kill the man, I would.  In that moment, I remembered back to the Yule Ball when she suddenly started to scream for me to stop, yelling out in a mix of pain and terror. I don't think I will ever be able to unsee the fear in her eyes as she opened them, before realising it was only me and she wasn't back at Borgin and Burke's getting tortured.

"Come here." I instructed as she slowly began to move beside me. I grabbed one of her legs, using it as a pivot for the rest of her body to follow as I pulled her on top of me.

"How about when we do it, you take control? That is until you are comfortable..." I proposed as I watched a smile play on her lips.

"Yes. Yes, I think I would like that. Thank you." She kissed me gently, her eyelids fluttering shut and mine following after, our mouths moving in perfect synchronisation against one another. Cautiously, I placed my hands on her hips as she began to grind up against my crotch, moaning lowly as she was getting pleasure. I let out a groan as she moved her lips to my neck and bit down gently to suppress a loud moan from escaping her throat. Slowly, Bella began to pick up her pace and went back to kissing me softly.

"Ahem! Don't you two have private rooms to be doing that sort of stuff in?" I heard my mother's voice interrupt, just as I was getting hard.

Great...

"Oh! Um... Cissy, hi... Where were you? AND WHY WAS KIT LEFT ALONE?" Bella started of calmly before remembering my little brother and began to get angry. As did I for that matter, he was left home alone for Merlin knows how long!

"Yes, Mummy, why was he left alone?"

She looked a little shocked at all the questions, then I noticed how put out she looked. She looked drained.

"Well, you see, your father and I had to go and speak to the Dark Lord. I will explain the new rules at dinner. Your father will not be present." She spoke with an undertone of disgust, yet she masked it expertly .

Why was Father not going to be here?

"Okay..." I replied quietly, before turning back to face Bella who was still on my lap, wiggling her hips slowly almost unnoticeable to anyone but me. Mum didn't seem to realise at least, so that was good. Bella was also hiding the massive erection I had, so I was thankful she didn't move from her position.

"Well, you two better go to your rooms until dinner is ready. An elf will come and fetch you when the time is right. And for goodness sake, what ever you do, don't let Kit see!" Mum said firmly, she paused before continuing, "Actually, tell him to come down here and be with me. Say that we will go in the conservatory"

"Of course, Mum." I spoke, waiting for her to leave.

"Well, run along then!"

"But- I-"

"Oh, for Salazar's sake, Draco! I gave birth to you, and I have seen many an erection in my life time, it's nothing new. Now just go upstairs the pair of you!" She ordered, taking me by surprise and making me go red. Bella seems to find it most comical as she burst out laughing and climbed off of my lap and ran away from me as I began to chase her up the staircase,out of my mother's sight.

We quickly turned a corner and she opened Kit's door, poking her head in. "Kit, darling? Can you please go downstairs? Mummy is home and wants to spend time in the conservatory with you!" She called out to him.

Instantly, I saw an eager three year old come bounding out of the room, carrying a stuffed animal of some kind and racing down the hall towards the stairs.

"Hmm, that was easier than I thought..." I declared before swooping Bella up into my arms in one movement and carrying her into my room in the next.