Cotton candy boy (a drarry fanfic)

DINNER TIME!!

HARRY
It was obvious Draco was nervous.
I am too, of course. I've never done anything like this before either, as I'm assuming he hasn't. Of course I dated ginny

Ew

For so many years but we never actually did anything other than the odd kiss

Thank fuck

So I'm just as inexperienced as him

"Hey... it's ok to be nervous. It's my first time too" my hand crept up to his soft cheeks before I even realised

Do you think his ass is as soft as-

Jesus Christ you have no filter

No I do not bruverrrr

"We're doing this together" I tilted my head and rubbed his cheek, which seemed to calm him. He still had a panicked look in his eyes... does he think I'm gonna hurt him?

"I trust you" he whispered, his eyes pinched closed "I do" he flashed them open and brought me closer. Merlin he's so angelic.

In a moment my jumper was off, his discarded long before in a mass of wine red and patches of still somehow pristine white amongst the floor. I touched where I could and bloody hell that was everywhere. Slithering against eachother as I'd imagined, clanging like rust as neither knew quite what to do other than how we couldnt help ourselves. This went on but felt like moments. Moments with him feel like seconds but like I'll never experience it again.

We were so close
So so close

*knock knock* "OPEN UP LAD ITS DINNER TIME!!"

Little ginger wanker

Both me and Draco stopped in our tracks, his wings having been spread over the destroyed bed and my lips dripping red

"Oh I'm gonna really kill him this time" Draco mumbled, breathless

I tried to control my anger and laughter "yeah lad we're coming." I shouted back and I heard him wonder down the corridor

We both groaned and rolled out of the bed. We looked at each other and just burst into laughter.
It was relentless, neither of us stopping for a breath until our cheeks stretched and stomachs ached. Barely keeping ourselves up.

"Oh for fucks sakeeee" he covered his face as his wings had gradually grown smaller into his back

"I think I might kill him" still laughing.

He uncovered his face, the bashful, embarrassed rosy cheeks flushing against his white skin. His hair screwn all over the place, blinding his sky eyes and attempting to stare into my own.

I must admit, it struck me in the moment. After all this time it finally really hit me.

He's mine
This is mine
All mine

I took him in my arms without explanation, holding him close against my chest. He was clearly surprised but didn't seem to mind it as he hugged back. Once we let go, he pushed back his soft curls and looked at me properly

"What was that for?"

I shrugged and picked my jumper up from earlier, throwing it over my crows nest of hair. He still seemed confused, of course, but didn't bother to press further. He sighed as he stared at his no-longer-white shirt

"Harry. That was a very expensive shirt"

I laughed and kissed his head "I'll buy you another then"

He looked away and swatted at my arm "just move so I can get to my trunk" he attempted to push me but it didn't much work