𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

Chapter 35

Harry held Draco on the bed kissing him over and over. Both boys were on top of the covers, still clothed. Soon the kisses grew deeper and their breath intermingled longer, transforming their gentle embrace into one resonating with passion.

Draco clung to Harry's body as the Gryffindor's tongue moved along with his, his heartbeat racing faster and faster as his boyfriend stroked his hair and a sigh fell from his lips. A few more kisses later and Harry gently pulled away. "I want you to make love to me," the Gryffindor teen stated throatily.

Draco looked up to his boyfriend feeling uneasy. Merlin, what if he didn't do it right and hurt Harry? "Are you sure?"

"Yes, you git," Harry laughed softly. "I wouldn't ask you if I didn't. I want to know what it feels like to have you inside me."

"Harry," Draco whispered, suddenly finding himself calmed by the feelings of trust Harry held for him that strummed down their bond. He grinned wickedly and flipped them and then sat up, straddling Harry's hips. After all, who was he to refuse such a heartfelt request? He began to unbutton his shirt, watching Harry the whole time with dark grey eyes smouldering with lust. He had to admit, he was more than excited to try topping. It was something he had thought of off and on, but had been a little self conscious to ask for.

Harry stared back, licking his lips and started to undress himself as well until Draco pulled his hands away and gently held them down on the crumpled blankets of the bed.

"Don't do that," Draco intoned huskily, leaning over the brunette allowing his hair to tickle Harry's cheeks as he whispered in the Gryffindor's ear. "Don't undress yourself, that's my job."

"Uh...Okay," Harry responded with a gasp, feeling an icy thrill shiver down his back as his manhood swell at the sensuous instruction from the blonde.

Draco smirked, releasing Harry's hands and refastened the three buttons on the Gryffindor's shirt so he could undress his lover himself.

Harry felt overcome with a warm, loving sensation and he sat up and embraced Draco, the sudden movement causing the blonde's opened shirt to fall off his shoulders exposing supple skin to the Gryffindor's hands. The-Boy-Who-Lived felt quite content at the feel of the pleasant body heat that enveloped him as he held onto the Slytherin.

Draco engulfed Harry in a long, dizzying kiss after he moved to let his shirt fall off his arms and onto the bed, wrapping the Gryffindor into a tight hug. The warmth of his naked skin effused into the dark haired boy leaving both their heart quickly beating in tandem.

"I love you, Harry," Draco said, his voice grown hoarse with passion and he pushed the Gryffindor down on the bed and slowly began to remove his clothes.

Harry's whole self dissolved and merged with Draco's as the blonde touched his bare skin softly, lovingly, tenderly, as if he was afraid to break him. Harry thrashed on top of the sheets like a fish, his body temperature rising and moaned loudly.

Draco was mumbling and sighing under his breath as he kissed down his boyfriend's body, telling Harry how beautiful he was, his fingertips and lips touching him everywhere.

Harry's eyes began to tear up in happiness and he tried to blink the wetness back, feeling a bit foolish. 'No one has ever called me beautiful,' he thought.

'Well you are,' Draco responded in his mind. Harry had forgotten that their bond was now strong enough that they could hear each other's thoughts when they were intimate. 'You're so beautiful' Draco murmured over and over in his mind as well as aloud, making Harry feel humbled at the force of the blonde's feelings.

Harry panted wildly, his skin tingling as he lost himself to this pleasure that Draco was causing to course through him as the blonde continued to caress and kiss torturously slow over every inch of his body, even going so far as to suck lustily on his toes. The Gryffindor was sure he was going to go totally mad and then Draco purposely stopped.