Chapter Fifty-four

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"Love! Its Christmas! Hawwy!" Draco bounced on the balls of his feet.

"I don't care," Harry groaned, turning away from him and letting out a snore. "Hey, gross!" He exclaimed as Draco licked his face sensually, too wetly, as a human.

The taller whined, hopping onto the bed and cuddling Harry, nesting his head in the crook of Harry's neck and pulling his feet to his chest glumly.

"Shh, hey, I'm sorry love," Harry purred, annoyed expression as he rubbed his boyfriend's back sleepily, kissing his forehead.

"It's okay. Pwesents?" Draco pulled Harry up and sat across from him, tangling his legs with Harry's as he pulled out a box from somewhere.

Yawning, Harry pulled out his presents from under the bed. "Good morning love didn't have the chance," He giggled, kissing Draco sweetly, blinds flicking open.

Draco giggled like a child. "Here, for daddy." He handed Harry a box, which seems to be the first of many, as he bounced up and down, peering under the bed.

"Thanks love," He grabbed the present and opened the not-so carefully wrapped ribbon and opened the lid, grinning feverishly as the ring- a silver right with a delicate lion on it, a ruby in the center, with the words 'mine' on the side. "I love it," He giggled at the words and kissed Draco, licking his lobe softly like he did, grinning furthermore when Draco whimpered. "It's disgusting, I don't know how you do that," He laughed, handing Draco his onesies, each wrapped in ferret wrapping paper which he made.

"Onesie!" He squealed, becoming a ferret with a 'pop' and cuddling into the soft clothing that he loved the previous day, licking and caressing the material, much to Harry's what-the-fuck face mixed with a grin.

"Boo, open the rest," Harry laughed, popping the clothes away into the dresser, kissing Draco as he wailed.

"Sowwy," He mumbled, popping back.

"No love, don't be," Harry kissed his nest, nosing the wet spot sweetly, handing him the shampoo.

"Hawwy and Dwaco shampoo!" He grinned. "Here, for daddy...!" Draco bounced again, handing him a rather large box.

He was too excited, that was to say.

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"Bath?" Draco or so-called Dwaco looked up at him with puppy eyes, holding out his new onesie and shampoo.

"Love, I have to go see my 'mione, can you shower yoursel-" He started, stiffening as Draco dropped the stuff on the bed and a tear slipped down his cheek. "Of course love, sorry," He purred, scooping Draco up in a swift motion, sending a note to Hermione with his wand hastily before doing so.

Draco smirked cutely, clutching on to the golden boy and licking his earlobe.

Harry still didn't know how Draco did that without finding it weird or disgusting, most especially being a Malfoy, the least one would expect doing so. Draco was cute, and deserved everything, but he was sometimes annoying, even if it was christas day, hence why Harry grumbled, shacking his head lightly, yet resting it on Draco's forehead.

"I love you Hawwy," Draco murmured as he got set down on the fluffy bath mat, eyeing Harry fill the tub lovingly.

"I love you too, boo." Harry smiled, gently lowering the naked teenager into the bubble bath after it filled with a crack. He watched as Draco played with the bubbled innocently, giggling as it got in his boyfriends mouth who spat it out with tears, hugging Harry, only getting him soaked.

"Sowwy," He sniffled, backing away.

"'s okay love," Harry chuckled, beginning to gently massage his new shampoo in his hair, which glowed in the setting sun's light.

Draco wimpered as Harry kissed his nose wetly, wanting more.

"Not now love," He continued to massage the conditioner in softly with his hands, massaging Draco's human ears. "You have to get clean first." He began to wash up his pristine skin, handling it with such care no human could ever recive- but his love.

Draco whimpered again, scrunching his nose as Harry ran warm water over his body.

"Shh," He purred into his ears as he scooped him up bridal style, placing him on the floor and feverishly drying him with a soft white towel. "You have to be good for me," He cooed as he slipped on Draco's new favorite onesie.

"Okay, sowwy Hawwy," He sniffed again, jumping onto Harry, wrapping his legs around his waist and snuggling into his neck.

"Stop saying sorry boo," Harry caressed his back as he walked out, sitting on the bed. "You're just faking this all, aren't you?" He sighed.

"Caught me again, Haz." Draco sighed, still clinging on. "I can't be seen as a Malfoy using an onesie now can I?"

"To me, you can, love." Harry giggled, smothering the poor blond with licks and kisses- although how disgusting it was.

"Good," Draco grinned, pushing him down and straddling him, ears of the onesie flapping. "I love you so much, too much," Smirking, he went in, kissing crazily.

Harry squeaked in surprise but melted into his touch, letting him take off his shirt.

His tongue slipped in his mouth and explored the place it hadn't been to in quite a while, rolling Harry's hardened nipple through his thumb and index finger softly.

Harry groaned, pulling his ferret closer, tearing his hand through his hair.

Draco rolled to the side, pecking Harry's cheek gently, putting him in the lion onesie with a flick of his wand.

"I hate you," He breathed, staring at his clothing.

"Now you're my little lion," He purred, nibbling and licking his lobe sensually.

"Oh c'mere ferret," Harry giggled as Draco hopped into his arms as a ferret, bouncing and slinking around while looking. "Crazy ferret," He giggled, sitting up, kissing the crazed animal.

A/N: OGUDSGIUDGSUIDG SUIDGHUSIJDG(UIH THE MESSIENESSS UDIGSD(UDGS(UDBOS

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