In Chains (Drarry)

Chapter 13

Draco's POV

His face brightened, he looked relieved. "I was worried that I'd be ruining our friendship." I shook my head, "Even if I didn't feel that way, I would protect our relationship from anything. You mean too much to me." He took a step closer to me, the light reflecting off of his glasses. I gave him a small smile, "You mean a lot to me, too." He whispered, leaning closer to me. I blushed and squirmed in my seat. What's he doing?

He looked into my eyes. His beautiful eyes were to die for. He leaned even closer, I could feel his breath on me. There was no warmth or smells, I knew it was just a dream, but I didn't mind. I never wanted it to end.

"Draco, I really want to kiss you, but I don't want to force it or make you uncomfortable." I blushed and nodded. I brought my forehead to his, "I really want to kiss you, too." He smiled and brought his lips to mine. The kiss was perfect, even though I couldn't feel it.

I longed for him. I needed him. I pulled him closer to me, snaking my hand into his hair. He wrapped his arms behind my neck. He deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I fought him for dominance, but we had to part for air. He pulled himself onto my lap and brought a hand to my cheek, "Do you know how beautiful you are, Draco? I mean, even girls are jealous of your beauty."

I laughed. "Yes, totally. I'm the fairest of them all." I said, pressing a small kiss to his lips. I snuggled my face into his neck afterwards. "I never thought I'd be able to do things like this with you." He ran his fingers through my hair, "Me neither, Dragon." I smiled against his skin, "Dragon?" I asked.

"Y-yeah, I thought it'd be cute. Unless you'd rather me call you 'Ferret'?" he laughed. I pulled back to laugh with him, "No, I had enough of that name." I interlocked our hands, "feeling" his hand against mine. I had never felt so loved.

He pressed his lips to mine again, parting to stare me in the eyes. "Draco, w-would you maybe want to be my...my boyfriend?" I beamed, feeling like the happiest person in the world. I pretended to think about it, just to cause him some worry. "I guess so." I sighed, sticking out my tongue and rolling my eyes. He chuckled, "I'm so lucky to have you, Draco."

"No, I'm luckier to have you, Harry."

Harry's POV

Draco snuggled closer to me, whimpering when I pulled my arm away. He was so cute. This reminded me of the night I found him and we had cuddled in his bed. His eyes fluttered open, "Harry, stop it. I'm trying to go to sleep." He whined, pouting. The details in his silver eyes stood out in the moonlight. He stuck his bottom lip out and I leaned forward to take it in-between my teeth. He gasped, his face turning crimson.

"Two can play at that game, Potter." He hissed, smirking at me. He swung his legs over me, so that he was sitting on my abdomen. He looked me in the eyes before leaning down to press our lips together. He kissed me hungrily, fighting my tongue for dominance. I gave in, there was no winning against Draco. He trailed a hand under my shirt, his fingers sending sparks through me.

He pulled his head back to remove my shirt. He placed a finger under my chin, pressing me to look up at him. He smirked, "Scared, Potter?" he asked, which only turned me on more. I groaned and pulled his face back to mine. He began messing with the button of my pants, teasingly. Once he had it undone, he lightly traced his finger over my growing bulge. I moaned into his mouth, causing him to smirk.

He grabbed me, suddenly, causing me to slightly jump. I wasn't expecting that. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of my boxers. He was such a tease, it was going to kill me. He rubbed the areas around my crotch, coming teasingly close to it. I groaned again, he's bound to be the death of me. I snaked my hands into his pants, placing them on his perfect butt.

He took his lips off of mine and began trailing small kisses down my jaw, my neck, my chest, my abdomen. He leaned down quite far, his lips just centimeters away from my longing. He glanced up at me and smirked. "What do you want, Potter?"

I whimpered, "Please, Draco." He smirked. "I'm sorry. What is it?" I sighed and complied, "Please, touch me, Draco." He smiled, smugly. "It's nice to hear you beg. Good boy, Potter." And he pulled my boxers down, quickly. He admired me for a second before placing a small kiss at my tip.

Pleasure shot through me and I gave a small squeak. He smirked and wrapped his mouth around me. "Oh, god. Draco." I moaned.

(A/N: just some sexy dreams for the two.)