𝔖𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 (18+ ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔢)

The Gift

     "Here we are." I led Harry to the massive double doors of my countryside manor and pushed them open. The pinks and oranges from the sunset painted the skylight and windows of the three story home giving it an ethereal glow inside.

     "The Dursley house would fit in the entryway." Harry spun around with his mouth hanging open.

     "Did you really live that poorly?"

     "They were middle class, but compared to you, they were." He laughed.

     "Sorry." I shuddered at the thought of being so confined.

     "Don't be."

     "You know, you'll never have to worry about money."

     He looked at me like I was daft. "I have plenty of my own money."

     "Right, but I take care of my things."

     He cocked his eyebrow.

     "Not that you're a possession," I amended.

     "It's fine, Dragon." He lifted his bags and smiled. "Where should I put my things?"

     "Right this way." I led him towards the pool directly in front of us and turned to the left when nearing the glass barrier. "The left side of the house is our private quarters." I pointed in the general direction of things as I spoke. "And the right side houses the guest rooms. All entertainment and such branch off from the main entryway."

     "This place is massive."

     "It's smaller than Malfoy Manor by half."

     His eyes widened. "How many rooms are there?"

     "I don't know, I haven't been to all of them... I don't think."

     He took a deep breath and shook his head. "And you live here all alone?"

     "Well, I plan on convincing my boyfriend to move in after we graduate."

     "Your boyfriend was going to say yes, even if you lived in a cardboard box."

     "Really?"

     Harry nodded. "As long as we are still together, yes."

     "I'm sure we will be," I said as we walked into the master bedroom.

     The large four-poster dominated the far side of the room, covered in a silver comforter. A fireplace, two chairs, and a table occupied one wall, and the rest of the space held a few mahogany furnishings.

     "Wow," he said as he spun around.

     I pointed to the doors to my left. "Through that door is the master bathroom." I pointed to the right. "And as you can see, that's the outdoor pool and hot tub." The entire wall was glass and opened to the space with a spell.

     "What, no sauna?" He chuckled.

     "Don't be ridiculous, it's in the bathroom."

     "Oh, I was just kidding."

     "I wasn't."

     He laughed and went to set his bag on one of the chairs by the unlit fireplace.

     "I'll clean out space for you in the walk-in closet." I took his bag and hung some of his things. When he didn't join me to see where I was putting everything, I walked back out.

     Harry faced the pool as he kicked off his second shoe and removed his pants. Once naked, he ran his hands through his hair and glanced over his shoulder.

     My body was instantly ready to be joined with his. "Going for a swim?"

     "No." He padded over to the bed.

     "No?" I purred.

     He shook his head and smiled.

     "Alright, well just know that I don't have any objection to you walking around naked, all the time if you want to." I admired the muscles along his chest and arms.

     "Actually, there's a Muggle tradition that I heard of and I think it's worth putting into practice." He slid onto the bed.

     "Oh, what is it?"

     "When someone moves into a house, you need to bless every room with good energy."

     I lifted a brow at him as I moved towards the bed. "And how exactly do Muggles do that?"

     "They have sex in every room—and on every surface." He ran his finger over his erection to prove he meant business.

     "Oh, really?"

     "Yes. That means you should lose your clothes and get over here. We only have two weeks vacation and this house is massive." He smiled.

     "I think I like this idea—a lot." Wasting no time, I shed my clothes and joined him.

     My hands glided over his warm skin, memorizing the feel of him. Sucking his penis into my mouth, he laid back and said, "Yes, Dragon."

     Within minutes, he grabbed my head and pulled me to his mouth. Wrapping his legs around my hips, he invited me inside. With a quick spell, he was ready for me.

     Shuddering, I eased into his tight heat and we moved like lovers do. Moaning and quivering with the slow pace of our copulation. Hard and fast was our usual way, but the soft kisses and gentle caresses had me losing touch with reality.

     As the last thread of my sanity was cut, I spilled my seed deep inside him. Tears spilled down my cheeks as my feelings for Harry overpowered me.

     Harry wiped my face. "I love you, Draco."

     My breath caught. "That's not fair!"

     He smiled and ran his hand over my sweaty brow. "What's not fair?"

     "I was just going to say it."

     He chuckled. "Then do it!"

     With a kiss, I said, "I love you, Harry." I felt so free that I could soar through the air and laughed.

     After several toe-curling kisses, he ran a hand across my cheek. "Just remember who said it first."

     "Are you going to hold that over my head for the rest of my life?"

     "Yes."

     We laughed and then he kissed me again.

     "Draco?" He studied my face.

     "Yeah?"

     "It would be easiest to hold that over your head if we get married."

     I sucked in a shocked breath. I thought I was going to burst from joy at his words.

     His eyes twinkled. "Scared, Malfoy?"

     Pulling him close, I said, "You wish."