The Journey

23. Always

When they reached the Room of Requirement, Harry closed and locked the door.  He stood, breathing harshly, staring at the blond vision in front of him, trying to imprint every single feature into his brain.  Draco started talking by saying thank Merlin you came back when you did, I was starting to go insane, and he ranted about how much he had missed him, and wanted to speak to him face to face.  But Harry had other ideas.  He was going to tell Draco the whole story, but first, he wanted him naked.  So he stepped forward, placed a hand around the slim throat of his once enemy, pinned him against the door, and kissed him with a passion so deep, Draco felt like he was drowning.  

Draco kissed him back with all that he had in him.  Placing his hands around Harry's wrist, he opened his mouth wider as if to invite the savior in even deeper.  Harry growled at the movement and kept on kissing that beautiful mouth.  His whole body was shaking, with the amount of pent up energy and magic, as if kissing Draco was going to ground him.  And in essence it was.  He needed Draco, and he knew it.  His body knew it, his heart knew it, and his cock knew it.  

Breaking the kiss, because yes they actually did have to breathe occasionally, they panted looking into each other's eyes.  "Harry", whispered Draco with his swollen lips.  Harry licked his lips and pulled Draco in for another mouth watering snog.  He was going to ravish this beautiful human, because he could.  He had wanted this for far too long.

Harry's kisses were demanding.  He wanted more, so much more and he knew that Draco felt the same.  He was here to love the man, not hurt him.  Never hurt him.  They had both waited too long for this, and oh, what absolute pleasure seeing the want and the hunger in each other's eyes.  They started tearing at their clothes, because their lust and their magic had spoken. Best to listen to it, and then whatever comes next, they would face together.

Harry was so desperate for Draco, he couldn't think straight.  Nostrils flaring at seeing the man naked, he dropped to his knees to kiss the beautiful smooth stomach.  Draco placed his nimble fingers in the mass of black hair and pulled.  Harry loving the sensation, groaned out loud while placing open mouthed kisses on the flat toned stomach.  Hands groping his perfect arse, he just kept kissing while Draco kept pulling.

"Beautiful", he whispered to the blond man.  So many others had called him beautiful, but coming from Harry's lips sounded like he was being placed on an altar and being worshipped.  "So fucking beautiful", he said again, standing up and kissing Draco on his throat.  Slowly walking him backwards towards the bed in the corner of the room.

"Make me yours Harry. Only yours", he stated.  Then he looked down, and hissed in his breath. Harry was huge. Harry was rock hard. Harry was beautiful. And all of it was for him. For Draco Malfoy. A spoiled brat, and entitled princess, a snob, and a pureblood. But none of that mattered right now, because the only thing that he wanted right now, was to belong. Belong to Harry Potter.

Harry lifted him onto the bed very gently, and started to kiss him roughly. Taking both of Draco's arms, he placed them above his head on the pillow holding them with one hand. Reaching the scars on his chest that he had caused in their sixth year, he kissed them gently. Continuously whispering the words, "I'm so sorry baby", over and over again after each kiss. Draco didn't want soft love right now, but knew that Harry meant every word.

"It's my fault, please just......", he panted. Harry, sensing his urgency, traveled down to his navel, and kissed him softly. Releasing Draco's hands, he pushed his legs open wider. And started to kiss the inside of the milky white thighs. Sucking the skin, leaving it tingling and red, he moved towards the other thigh. Giving the same treatment, he couldn't get enough of the taste that was Draco. Looking up, he saw Draco watching his every move. Biting his bottom lip, he cast a silent spell for lubrication.

Musk scented, he rubbed his fingers against his thumb, making sure to get the lube all over, and placed his finger around the pink hole of his lover. Draco hissed his breath, and his head fell backwards onto the pillows. Smirking, Harry moved closer to the rock hard cock of Draco.  His cock was leaking and swollen, and Harry was smitten.  Taking him into his mouth was a feeling of euphoria. The taste and the scent of the blond man was enough to drive him crazy. While his hot mouth was over the head, he slipped in a finger. "Oh gods", groaned Draco.

Harry felt the urgency in Draco, but he wanted to relish in making the blond man his. He wanted it to last forever. And he knew in his heart, that all the words that had been spoken in their letters would stay with them forever. He was going to love him forever.  Forever and always. And he was going to make sure that Draco knew that. Pushing in another finger made Draco moan again, and when he screamed, Harry knew he had found his soft spot. He wanted to tear this man beneath him apart.

"Just look at you Draco. You're perfect", whispered Harry with his breath hot against Draco's cock. Long slender fingers found their way into his black mop, and tugged with all their might. That made Harry moan again, and when Draco did it again, he snapped. Taking his mouth off of Draco, he suddenly turned his lover around so that he was on his stomach. Draco's heavy panting told Harry that he wanted it rough and hard. Something akin to hate sex, and who was he to refuse. 

Begging Harry to please for the love of god to fuck him already, Harry lubed up his throbbing cock, and after preparing Draco some more, he gently pushed in.  Draco whimpering beneath him, begging for more.  "Your arse is.....Christ.....your arse....gorgeous," breathed Harry heavily.  

"More", begged Draco.  Harry twisted his fingers into his hair, and when he was fully buried inside, he slammed into Draco with such force, he screamed.  "Yes, fuck yes", he panted.  Harry slammed into him again, his whole body shaking with the intensity of it all.

Draco, with his arse jutting out, Harry holding onto his hips now, bruising him but he didn't care.  The only thing that mattered in this moment was making Draco scream his name over and over again.  Nobody was going to hurt him again, and nobody was ever going to call him beautiful.  Nobody else but him, he thought as he slammed into Draco again.  Draco groaning at every thrust, begging for more, more of Harry.  "Harry, I'm close.....Jesus so close...", he preened.

Harry felt his arsehole clench around his cock, and knew, "Harry!!", shouted Draco as he came all over the bedsheets, shuddering with every time his prostate was being abused by that huge cock.

Harry didn't stop.  Sweat pouring down his back from the exertion of fucking Draco, he felt his orgasm rise to the surface, and gripping harder onto the slim hips of his lover, he shouted out his name, pouring his hot seed into the perfect arse of Draco Malfoy.  Collapsing onto Draco, he didn't want to pull out, and so he stayed there for a while, both of them coming down from their high.  Sensing that he was heavy, he eventually pulled out, and rolled off of Draco, lying down next to him.

"Fuck me Potter", sneered Draco out of breath.  

"I just did baby, but give me a minute, I'll do it again", he answered with a smile.  Draco looked at him and smiled back.  "I missed you Harry, so much", he said with sudden tears in his eyes.

Harry pulled him close and replied, "I missed you too.  I'm not going anywhere again, I'm here to stay.  Always".  And he pulled Draco towards him and kissed him deeply again, knowing that they were going to be okay.  There would be enough time to talk later, now they were just going to enjoy each other, like it should have been done so many years ago.