Marked For Destiny

Love

Harry was restless.  He hadn't tasted his lover in a while and he needed to do just that.  A while  being, not even 24 hours, but hey, who was he to count the minutes.  All he knew was that he wanted to let Draco know, once again, how much he was loved and revered, and proceeded to show him.  Watching him sleep was calming.  Seeing how his breaths were even, as he lay on his stomach, with his arms curled under the pillow, and is blond hair covering his face, was doing things to Harry.  And the Alpha in Harry knew that he would be busy for the most part of the next few weeks, and wanted to spend as much time as he could with his lover.

He opened Draco's legs and sat between them.  Gently brushing his legs with soft fingertips, from the ankles to just under his butt, he loved how soft his skin was.  Draco took very good care of his skin, and he loved touching him.  He started to stir, but Harry paid no attention to that.  Laying down on his stomach, with his face almost touching Draco's arse, he started giving butterfly kisses up one leg, and down the other.  When he got to where his thighs met his butt cheeks, he kissed him with his tongue.  The thing about loving Draco was, that if you start, you can be sure that you can't stop.  He was just so intoxicating.  And so the soft tongue kisses, turned into gentle sucking of what would become hickeys.  He loved marking his mate.  And he knew deep down that Draco loved it too.

He pushed his lover's legs open further, and bent his head towards his cheeks.  Licking and sucking them all over, he heard Draco mumble something that he couldn't make out.  Thinking he was still sleeping, he carried on.  Resting his big hands on the small arse of his mate, he started to knead him.  Just looking at him, made Harry hard.  How can such a beautiful man belong to him.  How can such a small but strong person be so gorgeous, that when he did look, the world stopped turning.  Draco turned onto his back, and looked groggily at his mate.  "Why did you stop Harry?", he asked.

"Just admiring your beauty Boo", he answered with a sultry voice and lust in his green eyes.  Draco loved watching his eyes change color.  When he was lustful like now, they would go a dark green, and when he was angry, they would almost go black.  Draco stretched his arms up above his head, and then very arrogantly said "I'm a Slytherin, and we don't like to be kept waiting".  Harry raised his eyebrow, and started kissing the inside of his thighs, making Draco moan with want.  Running his long fingers through the dark mass of hair, he wanted Harry to aim higher.  So he started bucking with his hips to tell him that please, for the love of Merlin, take me in your mouth.  

Harry obliged, not wanting to make his lover wait any longer, and if truth be told, he couldn't either.  He had woken up horny, and was dying to make love to him.  He started at the tip of Draco's erection, giving slow licks, and then from the bottom of his shaft to the top.  His hands underneath Draco's butt, he loved the taste of him.  Every damn inch.  Taking him into his mouth, he groaned at the hardness and the lust he could feel coming from his lover.  He ran his tongue over the slit at the head, and that made Draco gasp.  Summoning lube silently, he gently pushed one finger into the pink tightness.  Draco tensed up at the sudden pain, and Harry gave him time to adjust.  When he started moving his hips, Harry knew that was his cue to carry on.  

Pushing in a second finger, Draco started grinding his hips once more.  Oh my god, Harry knew just how to touch him. Bracing for the pain, but welcoming it, he let out a moan wanting even more.  And even though he knew that Harry knew, he was going to voice it anyway.  "More Harry, please", he begged.  Harry liked it when he begged, because it was not something that any proud Slytherin would do, or ever admit to doing.  Listening to what his lover wanted, he added a third finger, and started scissoring them.  This made Draco gasp with pleasure and pain.  He let out a high moan, that meant that Harry had found his soft spot.  

Removing his fingers, Harry started kissing his toned abs, moving up slowly, and positioning himself so that his cock was at Draco's entrance.  He was going to take his time, and enjoy every moment with his lover.  Pushing in gently, Draco opened his eyes and looked into the green eyes of Harry.  His Harry.  Placing his hands around his neck, he pulled him down into a kiss.  He loved kissing Harry.  The taste of him sent him over the edge, and Harry was always a willing participant when it came to loving Draco.  Harry pushed in further, until he was completely inside, and lay still for a moment, enjoying being kissed by Draco.  Groaning into the kiss, he started moving slowly.  

Making love to Draco was all that mattered right now.  The world could stop turning, the room could be on fire, and Harry wouldn't give a damn.  Draco was what was important.  It may be selfish for others, but no one understood the bond between them.  They didn't understand that his heart would burst from the sheer amount of love that he was feeling right now, and they sure as hell didn't understand that he had waited and wanted this for so long.  Still moving slowly, he hit the soft spot again, and made Draco cry out once more.  He gripped Harry's shoulders so tight, there were sure to be marks, and that is what Harry wanted.  For the world to know that he was taken.  

Feeling the heat grow in his stomach, he could feel his orgasm slowly rise to the surface.  He gently touched the tip of Draco's cock, telling him in a very stern voice, "Cum for me baby", and loving the fact that Draco complied.  When Draco spilled his seed onto his stomach, his hole clenched, which sent Harry over the edge, and he came soon after inside his lover.  With a final jerk, he rested on his elbows just looking at the man underneath him.  Gods, he was gorgeous. He started kissing his whole face, starting with the jawline, then moving up to his nose, and finally his eyes.  Then he gave Draco a slow loving kiss, that made him groan again.  

Draco still had his hands on Harry's shoulders, not wanting to let go, enjoying every moment of the kiss.  He eventually wrapped his arms around his neck, and asked in a very out of breath voice, please can he wake up like that every morning.  Harry chuckled, extremely pleased with himself.  He slid out of Draco, and lay down next to him and with a wave of his hand, they were clean.  Holding Draco was the next best thing to fucking him, he thought, and would gladly wake him up like that every day.  In fact, he would do it several times a day, just try and stop him.

After a very hot shower, and some more hot kisses, they were dressed.  Harry in dark blue denim with a green dress shirt to match his eyes, and Draco in the same but with a silver shirt to match his eyes.  They loved color matching, their love and lust for each other growing with each day.  They left their room to go to breakfast, when Harry asked Draco what were his plans for the day.  "I'm going to sit in a corner and pine for you my love", answered Draco.  Harry laughed at this, and gave his lover a soft kiss on the lips before replying, "me too Boo".  

Breakfast was a hurried affair, and after Hermoine had arrived, she, Harry and Lucius went to the library for some preparation on the case.  Draco knew that they would be gone for a while and so decided to keep himself busy with the book that Harry had taken from the library on magical creatures.  He loved the different colors of the feathers on each different creature, and remembered that Harry had said they were going to need them.  Need them for what, he wondered.  Drifting back to their lovemaking this morning, Harry knew what he wanted, and so with a smile he was excited about what was coming.  His love for Harry only growing so much  more.

A funny thing, love.  It could bring two people together, it hurt most people, and it could save the world.  The one power that Voldemort had never had.  Because he had been conceived under a love potion, he never had the ability to love.  And that is what had won the war in the end.  Harry's love.  His love for everyone.  His love for kindness.  And most of all, his love for the sake of love.