16 days under the influence (Draco x Harry)

Chapter 45:

*Third person p.o.v*

A/N:
Oh, hi
How are you all? Feeling good? Maybe ready for some heavy smut?

Harry simply let Draco kiss him this time, and he got a hold of Draco's shirt, forcing him down with him as he slowly sat on his bed.

There was no way Draco was ever going to waste an opportunity to kiss Harry ever again. He was finally able to, knowing that Harry actually liked him too. It felt fantastic.

Draco only allowed Harry to pull back when the position was starting to get uncomfortable, and Harry quickly moved to sit properly on the bed, and then laid down.

As soon as Harry had moved Draco had followed him, and Draco hovered over him, placing himself in between Harry's legs, and placed the hand that he wasn't using to hold himself up with on Harry's cheek, as he leaned down to kiss him again.

Draco wanted to do this everyday. He wanted to kiss Harry every day, have Harry on his bed everyday, be able to touch him everyday. It felt so fucking good to have Harry here again. And this time, Harry even wanted him too.

Harry hummed into his mouth, his lips trying to chase Draco's as they kissed passionately. When Draco swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, Harry opened his mouth to give him access.

Draco's hand came up to his throat as he felt Harry trying to pull him closer with almost grabby hands.

Draco first allowed Harry to breathe properly again when he first kissed the corner of his mouth, and then went to kiss his cheek, and down to his chin. "You're perfect," He mumbled.

Harry's one hand came up to the back of his head, holding it steady as Draco kissed his way down to his neck. "..Mhm," Harry merely hummed, leaning his head further against the pillow, to give Draco more space.

Draco was still focusing on just how pretty skin Harry had, and how much he wanted to kiss him everywhere when he spoke; "Can I?" He asked, caressing a small spot on his neck with his thumb.

Draco fucking hoped he said yes like the last time he'd asked; because he wanted to mark Harry everywhere. He wanted everyone to be able to see that Harry was his.

"..Yes, anything." Harry breathed, the other hand that was still lingering on his shirt forcing Draco further down toward him.

When Draco placed a small kiss, before he bit down where he'd previously had his hand, Harry gasped and his hand tightened in his hair.

Draco continued, sucking and biting down right below his adams apple. He loved the way Harry's hand kept clenching and unclenching in his hair.

"..Draco," Harry then breathed, his voice low.

It was Draco's turn to hum distractedly, kissing the spot with the new red bite mark.

When he then bit down on a spot on Harry's neck, that was apparently very sensitive, Harry gasped very audibly.

"Right there, yeah?" Asked Draco, seeing how Harry's entire body seemed to do a small move.

Harry didn't answer, but judging by how he started tugging down at Draco's shirt to have him closer and eagerly leaned his head further back to expose more of his neck, Draco figured it was a yes.

So he bit down in the same spot, and Harry jerked again, letting out a low whimper. The noise went straight down to Draco's growing erection.

"Look at you." Draco leaned back to admire the hickeys he'd left on his neck. "So beautiful." He mumbled. When Harry looked at him, Draco clenched his jaw.