The spell ➤ drarry |COMPLETED|

Trying

"H...Harry I think I'm ready," Draco told Harry quietly.

"For what?" Harry asked as he stroked his hair, watching TV on the couch with him.

"For making love... But only small stuff, not the actual thing. I'm not ready for that yet," Draco told him. Harry turned his attention to Draco.

"Are you just saying that because you think I'm angry?" Harry asked softly.

Draco shook his head. "No... I want to see what it's like,"

Harry looped his fingers in Draco's belt loops and pulled him close. He kissed him gently, then his cheek and neck, and picked him up. Draco attached their lips together as Harry walked to the bedroom, creating a smooth rhythm with their mouths.

Harry laid Draco down on the bed gently and kissed his neck. But very softly and slowly. He didn't want this like last time where he dove right in to everything and made Draco scared.

"Harry," Draco gasped. "Harry what-"

"Shh, you're getting turned on," Harry explained. Draco told him that he had never had a hard on. He never touched himself and he never knew what pleasure felt like.

Draco moaned. "Do something, it hurts,"

Harry gently pressed their hips together. He rolled against Draco, creating an agonizingly slow friction. Draco moaned loudly.

"Harry," he moaned. "Harry go faster,"

Harry started rolling faster, causing his lover to moan loudly with every roll of the hips. Draco pulled at Harry's shirt, begging for it to come off.

Harry sat up and took his shirt off, resulting in it getting stuck on his head. Draco's giggled and tried helping him, making Harry laugh too.

"It's stuck," Harry laughed through the fabric of the shirt. Draco laughed and sat up, getting it off for him. Harry smiled and kissed him gently.

This was a good sign for Draco. He thought it was good that they could laugh during sex or something along those lines. Harry kissed his cheek and then reached down to unbutton Draco's shirt for him.

Harry kissed his chest gently and admired every mark on his body. He kissed at his Sectumsempra scars softly, making Draco gasp at the contact.

"You're so beautiful, Draco," Harry whispered against his chest. "Every part of you. Every last inch of you is beautiful,"

Draco blushed. "T-thank you," he said quietly. Harry leaned back up and kissed him softly.

"You're amazing. I love you so much Draco, nothing will ever change that," Harry told him. Draco looked him in the eyes and smiled.

"I love you too," he told Harry.

The two connected their lips for a passionate, heated kiss. Draco moaned and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist, making Harry groan.

"Are you ready Draco?" Harry asked softly. Draco stayed silent and bit his lip. "If you aren't, tell me. We can either continue what we're doing right now, or stop all together,"

"I want to try, but I'm really scared... I know you don't want to hurt me, but I'm terrified that you will," Draco whispered. Harry kissed his forehead.

"I wouldn't ever hurt you, and no I'm not saying this to get sex, I want you to know that when we are ready to make love, that I would try my hardest not to hurt you," Harry told him.

Draco nodded and leaned back. "I'm ready," he whispered.

Harry kissed him softly and took off his own pants before Draco, leaving him in his boxers. He then reached for Draco's pants, then pulled them off. Draco stiffened.

Harry leaned up and kissed his chest softly before going to his boxers. He noticed Draco trembling while he was pulling them off slowly.

"I-I'm sorry! I can't!" Draco choked out before pushing at Harry's chest.

Harry got off of him quickly, putting his sweatpants back on and Draco's pajama pants back on. He pulled Draco to his chest, thinking of stuff like naked grandmas or dead kittens to make his throbbing erection go away.

"I'm sorry Harry!" Draco cried. "I just can't do it,"

"Shh, baby I am not mad at you. I'm actually happy that you told me. I wouldn't want you keeping your mouth shut and going through all of that when we did everything," Harry told him.

Draco cried even more. "But I ruined it. You wanted sex and I couldn't give it to you-"

"Draco." Harry said sternly, grabbing him and pulling him close enough so that they could look into each other's eyes.

"Sex is supposed to be full of love. Not fear. When we make love, I want it to be special. If we have to wait then we wait. Do you understand?"

Draco nodded and sniffled. "I'm sorry,"

"You have nothing to apologize for." Harry told him.

Draco nuzzled his face into Harry's neck and held on to him tightly.