Midnight Sunshine

Won't stand down

It was the middle of the night when Draco awoke, turning around his mum's embrace, turning around to the bucket. He felt like he was going to throw up, and his stomach kept churning and cramping. Draco slipped out of bed "Draco, dear?" He was about to open his door until he heard his mum's voice and ran toward the toilet. Narcissa followed and began rubbing his back and neck. She could feel how sweaty he was from his high fever. Once he was done throwing up everything that was left in his stomach, Draco laid his sweaty forehead against the cool porcelain toilet and moaned as a new wave of nausea washed over him.

Draco was sat on the toilet with the lid down, arms wrapped around his stomach "Need anything else?" she asked, "I just want you," Draco mumbled weakly, laying his head on her shoulder and letting her stomach rub soothe him to sleep. Narcissa lifted up her sleeping son, flushing the toilet for him, carrying him through the hallway and to his room, lying him down on his bed.

Any further thoughts were interrupted when he felt Narcissa's warm hand on his stomach, rubbing soothing circles. She smiled when she heard Draco's snores and allowed them to soothe her to sleep.

The hours went by, it was soon morning, the blonde Malfoy's eyes fluttered open, grabbing his phone from it's charger, checking the time 9:00, he groaned, sitting up "Mum, wake up." He shook her gently as she awoke "Honey, what's wrong?" "I don't feel very good." "I know baby, do you think you need to be sick?" He shook his head "I want Harry." "Do you want me to give Sirius a ring and see if he's awake?" He nodded, lying back down in bed. Draco slowly lifted himself up into a sitting position, being careful not to jostle his stomach, the change in orientation made matters worse and the future became inevitable, picking up the bucket from the floor, placing it between his legs  and promptly began to empty the content of his stomach, as he quietly heaved over the bowl, A warm body sat beside him, rubbing a strong hand on his back and muttering reassurances. With tears streaming down his face, Draco accepted the glass of water he was offered by Lucius.

Lucius took the bucket off of the bed "Harry's on his upstairs, don't worry." A pinch of dark coffee hair peeped into the door "Hey sweetheart." He greeted as he smiled tiredly "I heard your not feeling well bubba, come and lie down." Draco lied down back on his pillows. Harry sat beside him, smiling as the boy immediately tucked himself into his side for a bit of a cuddle.  Draco broke down then, shame at showing this much emotion only fuelling more tears. Harry adjusted himself, sitting on the bed and pulling Draco closer when he reached out to him. He wasn't sure how long he cried like that, too embarrassed to look up when the emotions began to pass.

 Draco's silent snores being the only notable noise as Harry lay awake with his boyfriend cuddled close. The smile stayed on the youngest Potter's face as he pulled Draco in closer, careful not to wake him before whispering a soft "I love you." A very quiet, very soft "wuv you" and a stir from Draco caused Harry to giggle to himself before he closed his eyes in an attempt to sleep with hope that the blond would feel a lot better in the morning.

The next morning, Harry's eyes opened to Draco still softly snoring beside him "Good morning gorgeous." He whispered. The blonde smiled in his sleep, snuggling deeper into him, his eyes fluttering open "Morning." He croaked, his deep morning voice seeping out "How are you feeling?" "Better. I'm hungry though." "What would you like honey?" "Bacon sandwich." Harry's eyes widened "Are you sure?" "I'm sure, I haven't eaten properly in 2 days." "I'll make that for you, do you want a drink with it?" "A tea please." He smiled, turning around, leaning forward, placing a soft kiss to his lips "I'll be back in a few minutes, just rest sweetheart." He curled back up in bed, his blanket around his shoulders.

10 minutes later, Harry walked into his boyfriend's bedroom, finding him sitting up watching The Originals "Hey gorgeous." He looked up with a gentle smile "Hey." He greeted, reaching out for the plate. Harry handed it to Draco who started to take small bites out of it. A little while later, the blonde finished half of his breakfast before putting it down "Harry?" "Yeah baby?" "I don't want anymore." "Are you sure?" He nodded, pushing it into his hands. Harry walked downstairs to dump the excess in the bin, washing up his plate "Harry, dear, don't worry about that." Narcissa told him, taking it out of his hands, doing it herself.

The brunette walked upstairs to his boyfriend's bedroom where he was with his left leg under the duvet and right on top of the duvet but was changed into thinner pyjamas with his cup of warm tea in his hand "How do you feel now angel?" "Better but there's something I want to do." "What is it?" Harry asked, sitting on the bed next to his blonde beauty. Draco climbed into his lap, closing the gap between them, hooking his arms around his shoulders. Harry responded quickly, requesting Draco's mouth to open, he did so, only pulling him closer into his lap. The blonde clasped his legs around his waist, deepening the kiss.

When they broke apart, they looked at each other, grabbing each other's hands, lacing their fingers together. Harry gently cupped his face, leaning in "I love you." He breathed deeply "I love you too bubs." He smiled, brushing a lock of blonde hair behind his ear before reconnecting their lips, moving their lips slowly. They groaned in unison when their tongues touched and curled around each other; each taking turns to suck at the other one's tongue. It wasn't long before harsh panting and muffled moans were heard in the room and Draco pressed their hard clothed cocks against each other, the sweat on their bodies making it easier to glide against each other "Can we?" He asked, pulling the latex packet out of his drawer "Sure?" "I'm sure." 

Harry crawled on top of him, sitting between his legs, lifting his legs over his shoulders, kissing down his chest, moving down, pulling his pyjama shorts down, his tongue meeting a ring of muscle. Draco pulled on his hair. The brunette got back up "You good?" He nodded before he hummed softly "That was amazing." He hummed as he got back to running his tongue around and over the ring.

That night, Draco was lying in bed with Harry who was running his fingers along his stomach "Did you have a nice shower baby?" "I did, thank you." He smiled "Do you want me to massage your body?" "Yes please." He said, getting up, going into his drawers by his desk, getting out a tropical body lotion out, lathering it over his body before rubbing it in to his pale body "Is this better?" "It is, thank you." He smiled, lying back and relaxing. Harry moved his hands down to his thighs, biting them softly making him mewl softly as the touch turned him on "Is this turning you on?" He nodded, biting his lip. 

Draco lowered himself on his lap "P-Please." He begged, grinding his hips into his. Harry gripped his hips before slamming forward and lips locked and tongues exploring. Breathing heavily, moans erupting. Harry reached into the drawer getting the packet out, ripping it open with his teeth, rolling it on his length and slid into him, sliding in and then out, groaning at how tight Draco really was around his cock. The blonde's breathing hitched as the brunette slid in, and then out and then in again until the door opened "Harry, stop." He slid out again "Dad, what's wrong?" "Harry, Sirius wants you home tonight." "Can you not tell that I'm busy?" Lucius looked at the mess on the floor, closing the door after himself. Harry slid in again, slamming harder into his body as he thrusted, the blonde was trashing his head wildly on the bed, his face and body flushed with desire; his grey eyes glowing while he constantly produced moans, groans and mewls that encouraged Harry to slam into him even harder.

Harry felt his leg muscles protesting, but he didn't give a damn about them. He was surrounded by Draco's delicious sweet body and his lover was begging him to fuck him even harder. Their bodies were moving frantically against each other, making the bed bang against the wall and the blonde came with a shout, throwing his head back in the pillows, his whole body arching while he filled Draco's passage with his seed. Harry dropped down on Draco's chest. Draco ran his hand along his back "Did I hurt you?" "I'm okay, I'm just a little bit sore." "Let's get some rest and we can shower in the morning." Draco nodded. Harry got off of him, lying next to his half asleep boyfriend, pulling the duvet over them both, cuddling him close, kissing him lovingly on the forehead and temple, falling sleep beside him.