Always Loving You

Chapter Seven

Fingers mapping his skin.

Hot breath sailing over him.

He looked into the emerald eyes above him.

He screamed in ecstasy as his lover thrust into him.

He wanted to shout, 'Harder!'

but he didn't have time, he was brought over the edge.

Draco woke up suddenly, breathing heavily. The dream had felt so real. Lying unmoving in his bed, he tried to calm his racing heart.

His blankets were all on the floor, but he didn't feel cold. It was the quite opposite. He looked down at the obvious tenting of his boxers.

He could go to Harry, but what would Harry say or do when he barged in demanding sex?

He sighed and got up, lifting the cover back on his bed. He sat at the edge of the bed, contemplating. It was only four in the morning, and he couldn't go to sleep after that dream.

He walked to the door. Quietly opening it, he made his way to Harry's room. He slipped in to the silent room. Biting his lip, he listened carefully.

He could hear Harry's slow breathing barely. Step by step he neared Harry's bed, though, he couldn't see it he knew where it was.

His knees made contact with the side of the bed. His hands shaking, he reached out, but before he could touch Harry, he was pulled into the bed and pinned down on the mattress by Harry.

Draco didn't dare to say a word.

"Would you mind having another child?" Harry's husky voice asked near his ear.

"Never with you," he whispered back, wrapping his arms around Harry.

Harry kissed his shoulder, moving his lips towards his neck. Their bodies rubbed against each other, making them both moan.

Draco had always loved the way Harry felt against him, how they fit together like all the pieces of a puzzle. Yet, something was not right.

"Harry?" Draco asked between kisses.

"Hmm?" Harry hummed, not stopping his exploration of Draco's body.

"Harry, we have to...talk," he managed to say as Harry went downwards.

Harry lifted his head. "Now?"

"Yes, now," Draco said, sitting up.

"All right," Harry replied, sitting up as well.

"Harry, I don't think this is working," Draco said quietly, folding his arms across his chest.

Harry sighed. "Me neither. What do you suggest we do?"

Draco looked at Harry. "I think we have to get to know each other again. So much has happened and either of us is the person we used to be," he said.

Harry nodded. "Yes, that's true." Suddenly he smirked. "Maybe we should start from the beginning," he said, offering his hand. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter."

Draco smiled shyly. "Draco Malfoy," he replied, shaking Harry's hand.

"You do this often?" Harry asked, looking Draco up and down.

"Do what?" Draco asked slightly confused.

"This." Harry gestured between himself and Draco. "That you are in a man's bed naked before you even know the guy."

Draco sniggered. "Yeah, this is a habit I try to quit.," he said, getting up from the bed.

"Where are you going? You are not going so soon, are you?" Harry took hold go his wrist.

"I have to. We'll talk in the morning?" he asked, squeezing Harry's hand gently.

"Definitely, my love," Harry said, kissing the back of Draco's hand.