What a Terrible Mess

Chapter 40

Feeling rather giddy, Draco opened the door to his and Harry's bedroom quietly, and shutting it just the same way. The sight that awaited him warmed him and rocked him to his core. Harry lay across the bed, sleeping soundly- his mouth slightly open, breathing heavily. Around the entire room were candles, giving the room a soft glow. White rose petals were on nearly every single surface. Draco felt rooted to the spot, taking in the entire scene with wide eyes. Although everything was beautiful and perfectly laid out, he couldn't seem to rip his eyes away from his sleeping bondmate. His heart flooded with emotion. Just as he'd decided to go to Harry, he awoke- gazing around sleepily. Upon seeing Draco, he let out a muffled curse.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this." He said, grinning sheepishly. Draco couldn't help himself and laughed, crossing the room and drawing Harry into an embrace. They layed like that for a while, just holding eachother before Harry raised his head, grinning, "I love you, Draco."

With a Seeker's speed, Harry rose quickly, planting a kiss on Draco's mouth. Pulling back, he said it again, "I love you, Draco." and he did that over and over again, planting a quick kiss before professing his love. He did that until Draco didn't let him pull back again, shoving his hands into Harry's hair and keeping him there, locked in the kiss. Draco quickly rolled him over, stradling Harry's lap and deepening the kiss, his tongue playfully darting at Harry's, begging entrance. Harry allowed it without hesitation, running his hands beneath Draco's tattered shirt, grasping his back and arching up into him. Draco moaned, catching Harry's bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it lightly a moment. Pulling back, Draco looked down at Harry, eyes dark with passion,

"I love you," he whispered, moving to Harry's neck, nipping and biting and sucking. Harry moaned, arching his hips up again, grinding his erection against Draco's firm ass, causing him to cry out with desire against Harry's skin. "Oh, God, Harry- please. I need a shower before this... are you sure you want this?" He had sat up again, squirming against Harry, driving him insane.

"Draco!" Harry cried out, grabbing the blonde's hips and holding them firmly in place, throbbing against the blonde who shivered in response. "Draco. Stop that. I want this so fucking bad," He drove his hips up to make his point, Draco crying out. "you want a shower? Fine, we'll do it there too, how long did you say you had? A week?" Draco nodded, staring at Harry through half lidded eyes full of lust,

"Please don't-" Harry covered his mouth with another kiss.

"Hush," he said, pulling back and scooping Draco into his arms, carrying him to the bathroom. Sitting down with Draco in his lap, he began to undress the blonde, stopping only to take his own clothes off and turn on the water. He stood, stark naked, for a moment in front of Draco- not saying anything, just admiring the blonde's body. Remembering something, Harry reached over to the sink, grabbing his wand and whispering a spell to remove Draco's disillusionment charm. He smiled,

"Now, that's better." He whispered, admiring the naked blonde. Draco blushed brightly, staring at Harry's erection, something he'd never seen like this before. It was full and rock hard, twitching in anticipation for him, leaking a bit at the top and Draco couldn't stand it, rushing forward to pull Harry into the shower and dropping to his knees. He quickly took the whole thing into his mouth, surprising himself. Harry was even sexier with the hot water streaming down his tanned body and Draco watched the faces he made while he sucked him off, cupping his balls and playing with them gently- the entire time making mental notes about what drove Harry wild.

Harry bucked into the blonde's mouth, grabbing his hair and crying out,

"Draco, I'm going to-" Draco sucked harder and faster, moving his hands to Harry's hips to pull him deeper into his mouth. Harry let out a cry and nearly collapsed, spilling his seed into Draco's waiting mouth. Sitting down as though his legs were made of jelly now, Harry pushed Draco down, never breaking eye contact as he returned the favor. They lay there together, panting heavily, the water pouring down on them for a while before Harry grabbed a sponge and began rubbing it down Draco's skin, carresing every scar and kissing most of them.