Drarry One-Shots 2

life is just the way you hold me

NSFW WARNING. It's implied that they had a lot of sex before this and there's some brief anal fingering. Also, also, this has nothing to do with the fic but, they. switch. period. thanks.

25. "Can we stay like this forever?"

"Can we stay like this forever?" Draco murmured as they tried to catch their breath. His heart was going a billion miles per second and the fact that the mere thought of Harry's cock still filling him made him flush harder only meant he should get used to accelerated heartbeat.

"It'd get pretty uncomfortable," Harry replied and pressed and kiss to his chin – the closes place he could reach. They were laying side by side with one of Draco's legs hitched high over Harry's waist for easier access. It should have been uncomfortable by now. They should have separated, cleaned up, met up downstairs for tea. And yet...

There was this inexplicable desire to cling.

Draco tilted his head down and caught Harry's lips in a slow, lazy kiss. His fingers tangled in Harry's hair and he was vaguely aware he was smearing leftover lube over his scalp, but they'd have to shower anyway so it wasn't like it mattered.

Harry was a good kisser. He kissed with intent. And even though the kiss wasn't particularly filthy, it was passionate. Draco had no doubt he'd already be half hard at this point if it wasn't for the fact he came, like, ten minutes ago.

He stifled his moan against Harry's throat when Harry pulled out only to arch into his touch when Harry's fingers slipped into his ass a moment later. Harry found his lips again and now Draco was really starting to regret that his refractory period was what it was because Harry's lips along with the calculated tease of his fingers were more than enough to drive a guy insane (especially when combined with the fact that the ease of movement for those fingers was created more with Harry's cum rather than lube).

But on the other hand, and this sounded ridiculous even in Draco's head, the fingering had barely anything to do with arousal, or pleasure, at all. Sure, it was pleasurable, and it would get Draco aroused, but mostly it was about comfort.

"I love you", he whispered to Harry when they broke apart and looked at each other. Harry smiled at him widely, smacked a kiss to his lips and then pulled his fingers out – another choked moan – to wrap his arms around him in a hug.

"I love you too," he said then and kissed Draco's cheek.

Their breathing almost matched at that moment, and Draco liked to think their heartbeats did too. He really did want to stay like this forever, even if it did become uncomfortable, even if he did regret it later. But also, he felt like this about nearly every moment spent in Harry's company. Almost every single one of them.

So, if he let go now, if he said, "We should shower," he'd just get another moment with Harry he'd wish would stretch forever. And that sounded just fine. More than that. It sounded like something he'd want to be true till the day he died. And perhaps beyond, if in any way possible.