Midnight Sunshine

Good For You

Harry awoke the next morning to someone ringing the doorbell, he unwrapped his arms from Draco's waist, rubbing his eyes, going downstairs to answer it "Yeah?" "Is Narcissa Malfoy in?" "Let me check." He walked upstairs to her room finding her not there "I think she might be working." "Are you able to know what time she finishes?" "I think around 6pm." "Thank you, have a nice day." "You too." He walked back upstairs, climbing back into bed with Draco, wrapping him back up into his arms. Draco shuffled back, leaning his head on his chest, listening to the gentle beat of his heart.

Draco snuggled closer to him, turning around to bury his face properly into his chest. Harry wrapped both arms around him, the blonde looked up with a small smile, sitting up properly "Good morning angel." "Morning." He snuggled his head into his shoulder "You're really cuddly, is something wrong?" "No, I just want your cuddles today." "Okay baby, that's absolutely okay." He nodded, leaning his forehead against his, leaning in and  pressed his soft lips to his own. Harry kissed back immediately. It lasted for about ten seconds, and when they broke apart, they looked at each other and smiled. The brunette rubbed his lower back making him yawn "Come here baby." He lied back down, opening out his arms. The blonde Malfoy climbed on top of him and started to get sleepy again. Harry pulled the blanket over the both of them to warm him up and kissed his head "I love you sweetheart." "I love you too." He said, his voice muffled since his mouth was pressed against his chest "Sweet dreams, my little one." Harry whispered when he heard Draco's breathing start to even out.

After a few minutes, the brunette gently lied him on the bed, walking out of the bedroom, heading back downstairs, looking at the post on the floor, picking it up "Attendance?" He whispered, walking through to the living room, sitting on the sofa, opening up the letter, reading it through, putting it on the table, leaning back against the sofa as Draco walked downstairs 10 minutes later, rubbing his eyes "Hey sweetheart." "Hi." He yawned, climbing on the sofa with him "What's that letter?" "About your attendance." "Bullshit." He cursed, picking it up, reading it, getting up, walking back upstairs to his room, slamming his door closed. The blonde got to his bed, starting to cry.

Harry walked upstairs, opening the door "My love?" He cooed, closing the door behind him, walking up to him, sitting on the edge of the bed "I'm here honey." He nodded, moving his head into his lap. Eventually he calmed down, sitting himself up, moving onto Harry's lap. Harry moved his hands to his stomach, lying down against the pillows. Harry began slowly kissing every inch of his face; his cheeks, his nose, his eyelids and his mouth "Get off of my lap for a minute baby." He shuffled off of his lap, sitting next to him. Harry sat up and spread his legs, patting the space between them. Draco smiled, sitting between them, leaning his head on his stomach, looking up at him while Harry played with his hair "Is there anything you would like to do or would you rather stay in and cuddle?" "Cuddle?" "Of course, do you want anything for breakfast?" "You?" "You can't have me for breakfast gorgeous." Harry said, thinking about what he had just said, lifting Draco up, setting him down onto his back and spread the blonde's legs open fully, exposing him.

Draco looked at him, his grey eyes filled with lust as the brunette pulled his pyjama shorts down, his peach coloured knickers were unashamedly tented. With one swift move, he unhooked Draco's underwear and pulled it and the shorts down to his knees. Draco had to bite his lip to refrain from looking to watch as Harry nuzzled his nose against Malfoy's bobbing, hard length "£15 if I can make you come first." "You're on Potter." Harry slipped his hot lips over the tip of his prick and swipe his tongue over his sensitive prick "Fuck, Harry!" He cried. He risked looking over at his phone and the alarm clock for a fraction of a second.

He'd had blowjobs before, but nothing had ever felt as hot as this. Harry was squeezing him tight, restricting the blood flow as he bobbed and sucked, which was lucky as Draco might have blown his load immediately otherwise, which he absolutely never would have lived down. As it was he had absolutely no idea how he was going to look the brunette in the eye after this anyway, let alone if he came within a minute like some inexperienced teenager. So he held on, and remined himself he was only going to remain dignity if he won the bloody bet, so he grit his teeth and glowered at the dark purple blackout curtains opposite, almost willing one of the piece of fabric to appear open. He didn't really notice when his hand dropped to anchor himself against him, but he did register that his brown hair was as impossibly soft as he'd always imagined it to be as he ran his fingers through it. Harry moaned and took him a little deeper in his mouth, and Draco had to struggle to keep his eyes open and not give in wholly to the sensation. He came off the blonde's cock with a pop and Draco let out an involuntary whimper of protest.