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Will you be my daddy?	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 75784 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor profit from it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

Chapter List
- 34
- 35
- 36
Author's note: I'm being drowned in my homework O_O

Thanks to the following reviewers: Luminari_Lilium (Some of the Weasleys with whom Harry keeps in contact with, know of her behaviour and disapprove of it. But Harry won't tell them about it, because he doesn't want to cause a rift in the family); PeriLover (the birth will happen at the end, but there's still an epilogue with that. This story will have two bonding ceremonies and there's a sequel being written as well); Claudia; delia cerrano; SP777; StarrCrystal; Suezq (the updates will happen normally every Tuesday and Friday); bcjink (thanks ^^ I could do with some more sleep though LOL); unneeded (the situation with Snape will come back to bite them later in the sequel)

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!

Warnings: LEMON

Chapter 35

The days following Ginny's departure out of his life, Harry spent thinking about his Valentine's present for Draco. He could just go out and tell Draco, but he wanted to do a bit more than that. But what could he add to his present? It had to be something he could manage to get in a few days because Valentine's Day was already in a few days.

Harry sighed and stared out of his window, his pencil tapping against the paper. He had gotten another rose today; a pink one this time, together with a poem about love and appreciation.

He smiled when he thought about his little gift. He didn't know how long Draco would keep getting him poems and roses, but he wasn't complaining.

Shaking his head, he threw his pencil down in frustration and ranked his hands through his hair viciously. Merlin, he really sucked at getting presents. He had this problem every time there was a celebration; he would never know what to get for someone. Now he had a part of the present, but he wanted to add more to it, make it more special. But how would he do that?

A knock on his door distracted him and he lifted up his head from the desk, where he had been banging it against. "Yes?"

The door opened to reveal Teddy standing there, in a dark blue jeans and black sweater. Today his hair was a messy dark blond and his eyes cerulean blue. "Dad, do you want to go fly with me?"

Harry blinked and smiled. Flying sounded pretty good at the moment. Flying had always cleared his mind; maybe he would get hit by an idea after the flying session.

"Sure, go get your broom."

Teddy grinned excited and ran to his room, barely able to wait to spend time with his dad.

Eleven minutes later they were standing in the huge garden, both dressed in thick coats, scarves and gloves, holding their broom tightly.

"All right, Teddy, you ready?" Harry grinned and gripped his broom tighter.

Teddy nodded excitedly and immediately jumped on his broom and shot up in the sky, his dad following him laughing.

For one brief moment Harry wondered from who Teddy had received his flying talent, because he couldn't remember Remus ever saying anything about Quidditch and Tonks being too clumsy to stay on a broom, but those thoughts were quickly chased away when he felt the cold wind hitting his face, the feeling of lightness overtaking him.

"And has he told you what his decision is?" Severus asked, dark eyes following his godson pacing in the office.

Draco sighed and stopped walking, choosing to lean against the wall, next to his desk. "No, the last time we spoke about the baby was when we discovered the pregnancy. He told me he needed time to think about it." He replied uneasily.

With each day that went by without hearing Harry's final decision about the baby, he got more and more anxious. What if Harry decided he didn't want to keep the baby? What did he have to do then? Could he hide his disappointment from his lover? Would he end up resenting Harry for taking his child away? Would they even have a chance as a couple after an abortion?

"Does he take his potions?" Severus continued. He didn't know how to console his godson. On one hand, he considered Draco incredibly stupid for even wanting the child so early in a relationship; on the other hand he knew how much Draco loved children. It was something that not many people knew about and Severus doubted that Potter knew about Draco's children wish. Severus himself didn't understand why Draco would love to have another child, when he had two other pests running around, causing havoc. But who was he to say anything about Draco's wishes? Although that this particular wish could potentially ruin his happiness and maybe even his relationship with Potter.

Draco nodded. "Yes, every morning. I'm always there and he takes them without complaining."

Severus raised an eyebrow. Potter took those potions without complaining? Well, that was a first. The man could remember Pomfrey complaining all the time about the boy refusing to swallow the potions.

"Yet, he still refuses to give you a decent reply?" He scoffed.

Draco scowled. "He just needs a bit more time. It's not something you decide in one day." He muttered and crossed his arms.

Severus sighed and rubbed his nose. He could feel a headache coming up. "Do you still want me to make more potions?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't you continue to make those potions?" Draco glared.

Severus wisely didn't tell him his opinion.

Draco narrowed his eyes, but turned to look out of the window, freezing up when he saw Harry flying high in the air with Teddy besides him. They were flying in hoops, zigzagging through the air.

Draco was shocked to see his lover flying. How could he do that? He was pregnant for Merlin's sake! Pregnant people were forbidden to fly! The height could cause a miscarriage. (1)

Furious, he turned around. "That fucking idiot!" He hissed and stormed out of the room.

Severus raised an eyebrow and stood up to look out of the window. When he saw Potter flying, he sighed and shook his head. He knew Potter could be pretty stupid, but this stupid? That boy had reached a new height of stupidity.

"POTTER, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Draco yelled furiously, coming to a halt in the garden.

Harry startled and looked down in shock. Teddy startled too and almost lost his grip on his broom.

"Dad?" He asked nervously, never having seen Draco this furious. Why was he mad at his dad?

"Let's go down, Teddy. See what's wrong with Draco." Harry murmured frowning.

They flew down, landing on the ground carefully. Harry eyed his lover warily, mentally asking himself what Draco's problem was.

"We need to talk now." Draco hissed, grabbing Harry's arm harshly and pulling him along. "Teddy, go play with Scorpius." He ordered the boy, who stood frozen.

"But …" Teddy asked hesitantly, wondering if he should help his dad out.

Harry waved. "Go, Teddy, we're just going to talk." He assured the boy who nodded slowly, still not sure if he should leave his dad alone with a furious Draco.

Draco kept dragging Harry with him through the manor, until they arrived in their shared bedroom. He pushed him inside and closed the door, casting a silencing spell on it. Their sons didn't need to hear this.

"What's wrong now?" Harry asked impatiently, placing his broom against the wall.

"What's wrong? You dare to ask what the fuck is wrong now?" Draco laughed harshly, ranking his hand through his hair in distress, messing it up thoroughly.

Harry frowned and his hands started to fiddle with his sleeves in uncertainty. Draco never messed up his hair. The only times he allowed Harry to do that, was when they were having sex. There must be something seriously wrong with him if he was messing up his hair like that.

"Draco?" He asked warily, jumping a bit when grey glittering eyes were locked on his in fury.

"You were flying." Draco hissed through clenched teeth.

"Well yeah, Teddy wanted to fly and asked me to join him." Harry replied confused, leaning on his desk.

"Seriously, Harry, you really don't see the problem here?" Draco asked incredulously.

Shaking his head slowly, Harry bit his lip. "No, so why don't you elaborate a bit so that I can follow you?"

"Fuck, Harry, you're pregnant!" Draco clenched his hands, itching to lash out. "You're not supposed to fly now!"

"Why the hell not?" Harry protested. "What has me being pregnant anything to do with not flying?"

"Flying when you're pregnant can cause a miscarriage, you idiot!" Draco snapped. "How the hell could you have not known that?"

"What? Why would flying cause a miscarriage?" Harry asked shocked. He hadn't expected to hear that. Could he really have hurt his baby with flying? Guilt rose up; he hadn't wanted to harm his baby, he just had wanted to spend some time with Teddy. Flying had sounded so harmless.

"Because the height could cause you to miscarriage!" Draco answered frustrated. "Are you telling me that you never thought of that possibility?"

"No, I'm sorry, Draco, I really didn't know that." Harry replied in a small voice. If he had known that before, he would have said no to Teddy and requested they did something else.

Draco searched his face for any sign of lying, but relaxed when he saw that his lover told the truth. He really hadn't known flying could cause him to lose the baby. He hadn't done it on purpose.

He walked over to Harry and pulled him in his arms, resting his head on Harry's shoulder, rubbing his back. "Well, now you do. Merlin, don't ever scare me like that again!" He scolded.

He was surprised when he felt Harry hitting his chest and he winced; damn it, but Harry could pack a punch. He pulled back enough to look at the dark haired man's face, but didn't let him go.

Harry was looking at him mad, frowning. "You could have told me that earlier! How was I supposed to know what's bad for the baby if you don't tell me those things?" He scolded and hit the blond man again.

Draco grabbed the fists, preventing him from getting hit again. He didn't want more bruises. "Because I thought you would have known that at least. I thought it was bloody obvious." He rolled his eyes.

"Well, it wasn't! And did you really have to shout like a lunatic? You scared the hell out of Teddy." Harry snapped, struggling to get free.

"I'll apologize to him later." Draco sighed, kissing Harry's forehead. "I'm sorry I yelled at you, but you had me worried."

"God, you can be such an idiot." Harry's voice was muffled due to him pressing his face against Draco's chest.

"Stupidity can be contagious." Draco chuckled, laughing when Harry hit him again.

Their lips found each other and tongues slipped out, stroking and caressing the other one. Draco smirked when he heard Harry moaning and his hands made their way underneath Harry's coat, slipping underneath the sweater to caress his back.

Harry arched into the touch and brought his arms around Draco's neck, bringing him closer.

Just when Draco was about to open the coat, Harry pulled back, panting a bit.

"Go apologize to Teddy." He ordered, releasing Draco.

Draco pouted. "Can't it wait for another half hour? Because I have another idea how we can spend our time." He replied suggestively, pushing his hard one against Harry's hips, letting him know exactly how much he wanted him.

Harry shook his head. "No, you go apologize to Teddy now or it will be a long time before you get any." He threatened, wiggling his way out of the tight grasp.

Grey eyes narrowed. "Fine, I'll apologize. But when I come back, you better have that amazing ass naked on the bed." He huffed and turned around, exiting the room.

Harry laughed and shook his head. Merlin, but he had a perverted lover. Ah well, he couldn't possibly refuse an order like that, now could he?

He smirked and removed his coat, his clothes soon following him. He climbed into bed, leaning on his right arm, waiting for Draco to come back.

It was later in the evening when Harry was putting Scorpius to bed that he got the idea to add to his present. And he had the little boy to thank for that.

Harry was leaning with his back against the headboard with Scorpius snuggled against him, happily listening to his daddy reading for him from a book.

It was a tale about a family: a mother, a father and a girl. The mother was expecting a baby and the little girl did everything to help her out. At one point, Harry got at the part where they were setting up the nursery. He wanted to read further, after having described the nursery, but was interrupted by Scorpius.

"Daddy, what's a nusery?" He asked with wide eyes.

Harry blinked but smiled. "A nursery is the place where the baby stays when it's born. In the nursery there is his bed, his clothes and toys and everything else a baby needs."

"Oh." Scorpius stared at Harry who raised his eyebrow.

"Is there something else, Scorpius?"

"So, will you and papa make nursery when you get a baby?" Scorpius asked curiously, still not having let go of the idea of another sibling.

"Eh, I guess we will, yeah." Harry smiled softly, before turning back to the story. He was reading on auto-pilot now, thinking over what Scorpius had said. A nursery. That would be the perfect gift for Draco.

He resolved himself to check some magazines and order furniture for the nursery. If he ordered it anonymously there was no way the public would find out about his pregnancy so soon. Harry was realistic enough to realize that he couldn't stay in the manor for the whole pregnancy, but he wanted to put the news off as long as possible.

He liked his privacy after all.

The next day, Harry had received another rose: this time an orange one and when he read the poem with the meaning of the rose, he couldn't keep his blush off his face for the whole morning. Draco of course couldn't help but tease him about it whenever he saw him.

Once Harry had made sure Draco was occupied with his work and the two boys were busy following their lessons with Snape, he managed to secure some magazines about nurseries in one of the rooms he had been snooping around in a couple of weeks ago. Harry could only assume the magazines had been of Daphne, when she was pregnant with Scorpius.

Now Harry could have used her help with selecting a nursery – after all she had done this before – but one, he didn't know how to contact her and two, he really didn't want her to know about the baby so soon. Besides, knowing her, she would probably tell Draco about his plans, just to tease him.

Harry shook his head amused and continued to leave through the magazines, jotting down the prizes of the furniture he liked. After two hours – of which he also spent making sure nobody interrupted him – he finally had found the perfect furniture. Now all he had to do was sending his order and ask for a quick delivery. That shouldn't be a problem because the add said they could deliver the furniture in twenty four hours.

After a bit thinking, he decided to pick up the furniture himself. He couldn't risk Draco knowing about it before he was ready to reveal the present.

So, three hours later, he casted a disguise charm over him, altering his looks. He had now light brown hair with dark brown eyes and his scar was – thankfully – hidden underneath his hair.

He managed to sneak out of the manor without anyone the wiser, knowing full well that he would get scolded by his lover and his two sons for leaving on his own and without telling anyone. But if he made sure to be back as quick as he could, then no one would ever notice he was gone in the first place.

When Draco entered the bedroom one hour and a half later, he found Harry sitting cross legged on the bed, leaning against the wall, listening to the chatter of Scorpius and Teddy.

He smirked and joined his little family on the bed. Harry glanced at him and gave him a soft smile before turning his attention back to the boys in front of him.

Draco smiled and snuck his arm behind Harry's back, rubbing it softly.

He could get used to this serene scene.

Fourteenth of February

When Harry woke up on Valentine's Day, he was met with a red rose on his pillow. He stretched slowly, enjoying the feeling of having his muscles stretched after sleeping in the same position all night long. His reward for snuggling up in Draco's arms.

Chuckling, he picked up the red rose, taking a deep breath, his eyes lighting up at the sweet aroma of the flower.

Placing the flower with all the other ones, he stood up and made his way to the bathroom to take a relaxing shower before he went out and searched for his lover, all the while wondering when it would be the perfect time to show Draco his present.

While Harry was busy with taking a shower, Draco was downstairs in the dining room, enjoying breakfast. Scorpius and Teddy were sitting on either side of him, busy with their own breakfast. Both were still slightly drowsy, but they were awake enough to not spill anything on their clothes or on the table.

"Papa, do you have a present for daddy?" Scorpius asked grinning, stabbing into the small pieces of his cut up pancakes, having covered it completely in chocolate.

Teddy looked up too, curious to hear Draco's answer. He had asked his dad if he had a present for Draco and his dad had blushed – surprising Teddy – and had mumbled a quick yes before urging the boy to tell more about his day. Teddy couldn't help but think that his dad was keeping something from him. He didn't want to be suspicious of his own dad and he knew he could trust his dad not to lie to him, but for the last couple of weeks Harry had been quite distracted. It wasn't uncommon for Teddy to repeat a question three times before dad finally answered. The last few days his dad had been smiling secretly, refusing to tell Teddy what he was thinking about when the boy asked him what was on his mind.

If there was something wrong, his dad would tell him, right?

Draco smirked, taking a sip from his coffee. "Of course I have a present for your daddy."

Scorpius widened his eyes and leant over the table, attempting to get closer to his papa. "Do you want to be alone with daddy tonight?" He whispered in a conspiracing tone.

He remembered his papa having a private night with his mommy when it was Valentine's Day, so he automatically assumed that now papa was together with daddy, he would want to be alone with him too.

Draco blinked, finding his son's idea very appealing. If he was alone with Harry, with no distractions of their sons, it would be a perfect night …

"Would you mind sleeping over at uncle Sev's house?" He suggested smirking. Any other moment he would feel a bit guilty for dumping the two boys with Severus, but this evening was all about him and Harry.

Scorpius immediately shook his head grinning; knowing his papa would make his daddy happy. Teddy was a bit more reluctant, not sure if he wanted to leave his dad alone. But Draco would stay with his dad, so he guessed there would be no problems.

"Okay, when do we leave?" He asked softly and wondered if the strict man would mind them sleeping over. He had a feeling that the man didn't like company very much.

"As soon as I have contacted Severus, I'll let you know." Draco grinned.

"Why are you grinning like that?" Harry's voice surprised them all.

They turned around and Harry came over to them, his wet hair dripping a bit.

"Oh nothing." Draco smiled and grabbed Harry's neck, pulling him down to kiss him full on his lips. "Happy Valentine's Day, babe."

Harry's face reddened at the new nickname and he glanced at the two boys who were snickering quietly. He rolled his eyes and sat down. "Happy Valentine's Day too." He couldn't help but smile.

"Happy Valentine's Day, daddy." Scorpius grinned and climbed off his chair and toddled over to his daddy, giving him a big hug. "Me and Teddy are going to sleep over at uncle Sev's." He informed him excitedly.

Harry looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, is that true?"

"Yeah, it was Scorpius' idea!" Draco quickly put the blame on his son in case Harry decided to get angry for that idea.

Teddy snickered, clamping both hands around his cup of hot chocolate.

Harry snorted and looked at the beaming blond boy. "Well, that was a smart idea; thank you, Scorpius." He cooed and kissed him on his forehead.

Draco gaped and pouted. Well, he hadn't seen that one coming.

Harry looked up and couldn't help but burst out in laughing when he saw Draco's disgruntled face at missing a chance to get a kiss.

After having a fierce discussion with Severus for more than two hours in which Draco pleaded, begged and ultimately threatened him, Severus finally agreed to have the boys over for one night. Of course he could hardly say no when Draco reminded him that he knew exactly how much effort he had put in collecting those memories for Harry and if Severus wanted Harry to know exactly how much he cared for him?

Severus cursed the day he agreed to be that brat's godfather.

They brought the boys over at four p.m. after having played games with them the whole day to compensate for the fact they had to sleep over somewhere else.

After coming back from Snape manor, they had decided to have an early dinner first.

They were seated at the table, enjoying their glasses with champagne and the delicious food that the house elves served, while chattering about everything that came up in their mind. However underneath the lighthearted chatter, nervousness could be found in both men. Both were wondering if their present would be liked or should they have gotten something else for their lover?

They had just finished their dessert, when Draco opened his mouth to start. He was interrupted however by Harry who suddenly stood up, a nervous look on his face.

"Eh, I want to give my present now if that's not a problem?" He laughed nervously, ranking a hand through his hair.

"No, not a problem at all." Draco smiled reassuringly.

"Good, eh, you have to follow me for your present. It's in another room." Harry smiled and grabbed Draco's hand, leading him out of the dining room, up the stairs.

Draco raised an eyebrow, but followed him without any protest, curious as to what could be possibly his present.

They continued walking for more than six minutes, until they finally came to a stop in front of a white door.

"Close your eyes, don't dare to peek." Harry ordered him and after giving him a bemused look, Draco did what he was told, closing his eyes, trusting Harry to guide him forward.

He heard the door open and Harry tugged at his hand, leading him inside the room.

"Can I open my eyes?"

"No, not yet. Wait until I say so." Harry replied.

For the next two minutes, he heard nothing but the faint sound of rustling of clothes and he furrowed his eyebrows, wondering what exactly Harry was doing.

"All right, you can open your eyes now." He heard Harry saying and he sounded incredibly nervous now. It wouldn't surprise Draco if he had started to tremble.

Grey eyes opened and when he finally took in the sight, he gasped softly, a tender and dazed smile appearing on his face.

They were standing in the middle of a nursery. There was a tiny white bed placed against the wall, the window across from it. A white closet stood on the opposite of it. The walls were painted a soft green and on the bed was a small teddy bear with a heart between his paws.

Harry himself was standing in front of the bed, wearing the green maternity shirt that Draco had bought for him weeks ago. He was blushing furiously, but was smiling too.

Slowly Draco walked over to him, coming to a hold when he was only a few inches away from the man.

"Do you really want to keep the baby? Or am I just dreaming?" Draco asked, daring to hope that yes, this was all true and yes, Harry wanted to keep the baby.

Harry's smile widened and he gripped one of Draco's hands tightly, directing it to his stomach before gripping his neck to give him a passionate kiss. "Yes, I want to keep the baby." He whispered against his lips. "I'm sorry for taking so long to give you an answer. I hope you can forgive me."

"Of course I can forgive you! Merlin, Harry, I'm … God, you made me the happiest man alive!" Draco swore and kissed him harder, gripping his waist carefully, bringing him close to his body. "So fucking happy right now." He murmured, taking a deep breath before continuing to kiss Harry, only stopping when they really needed to get some air.

"Good, because I couldn't think of anything else to get you as a present." Harry laughed sheepishly.

"This was the best present I ever got." Draco told him, caressing his cheek.

Emerald green eyes sparkled in delight and shyness and they both couldn't keep their smiles of their faces.

"Now it's time for my present." Draco murmured against his lips and then released Harry, stepping back slightly. He slowly slid down on one knee and Harry gaped. No, he wouldn't … Would he really …? Was this really happening?

"So I've never done this before, but there is a first time for everything, right?" Draco chuckled nervously, but didn't give Harry the chance to reply. He pulled the little box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a ring made of gold. It was a simple one: gold with one red and one green small diamond on top of it. Nothing too extravagant, just simple. Simple but perfect. "Harry, I want to come home every day to you greeting me with our sons and our baby and being able to greet you when you come home. I want to be able to cheer you up whenever you are down, kissing you every morning before either you or I leave for work then kissing you goodnight. I want to love you like you deserve to be loved; I want to give you everything you ever wanted. You make me happy every day by just being here and I don't ever want to separate from you. Until you are ready we will just be engaged, but I want everyone to know that one day you, hopefully, will become my husband. Harry James Potter, will you do me the honor of marrying me and making me the happiest man on this world?"

Draco took a deep breath after his speech ended and looked at Harry hopefully. Until just a few moments ago, he hadn't know how to propose Harry, but seeing him here in the nursery, filled with the stuff of their future son or daughter, the words had just come tumbling out, pouring straight from his heart. He gave his heart, soul and body to the man in front of him and if he was lucky, Harry would accept all of him, giving himself in return.

When the silence dragged on for more than a minute, Draco felt his nervousness and his anxiety increase but he didn't leave his spot.

Harry didn't know how to react. In all his dreams, he had never thought that this day would come, that Draco Malfoy would be proposing to him. It felt so unreal. Something that only happened in fairy tales. But this was no fairy tale and Draco was still seated on one knee in front of him, waiting for his answer. Harry thought carefully. On one hand it was soon; they had only had a relationship for a few months, but on the other hand, he couldn't envision his life without Draco anymore. Draco had been through more with him in the few months they had started their relationship than Ginny had been in all those years they had been together.

He was kind, patient, passionate, smart, fiery, was amazing with the boys … The perfect partner. The perfect husband.

Harry would probably take a huge risk if he said yes; after all, there was no guarantee that they would work out in the end, but he had enough of thinking everything through. For this time he would follow his heart instead of his mind. For this time he would do something that would make him happy, instead of constantly worrying about the feelings of other people.

Harry sunk to his knees and embraced Draco, kissing him softly on his mouth. "Yes, I would love to marry you." He breathed out, a few tears escaping his eyes.

Draco looked up in shock and then his face beamed with happiness, so much that Harry had to blink a bit at the sight of it. He was startled to see a few teardrops making their way over Draco's cheeks and brushed them off.

"You, Harry Potter, just made me the most lucky and happiest man alive." Draco murmured, slipping the ring on his finger, kissing him back.

"I could say the same to you." Harry smiled, pressing his body closer to his fiancé. His fiancé. He felt giddy at the thought and his kisses turned more enthusiastic, more passionate, filling them both with a fierce fire, convening their love for each other.

"I want you." Draco panted, gripping him around the waist, his hands straying underneath the maternity shirt, brushing against his stomach where their child was resting. His hands caressed the soft skin, occasionally brushing higher, making Harry shiver.

"I'm yours." Harry murmured back, his hands trailing through the soft silken blond hair of Draco. He wondered in the back of his mind if their child would have Draco's hair.

They didn't know how they managed it, but somehow they got to their own bedroom, stumbling into the bed, hands making their way over two heated bodies, removing clothes when they reached them and throwing them on the floor.

Soon their kisses grew sloppier, their pants harder. Draco trailed his lips over Harry's delectable neck, making his way over his tanned chest, paying special attention to his nipples until they were hard and red from the sucking they had to endure.

Harry mewled and moaned, encouraging Draco to do more, more, more. He shouldn't stop, he should go on, making the fire hotter, making it burn more.

When Draco reached his stomach, he couldn't help but softly kiss it, placing both his hands over the place where his son or daughter was hidden from him.

"You really make me the happiest man alive." He muttered against the sweaty heated skin, giving it a few more kisses before slowly pushing Harry's legs open, noticing how perfectly he fit in between them.

"Ah, Draco, more please." Harry begged, his hands twisting the sheets underneath his body, his body trembling with desire for the man on top of him.

While Draco was teasing and distracting his lover by sucking his hard cock slowly, he set on preparing Harry, slowly stretching him more and more, adding more fingers as soon as he was sure Harry could take it. He could feel Harry relaxing around him, drawing his fingers in deeper. A few tries later, and Draco stroked his prostate, making the man underneath him trash and scream, his senses in overload from all the different kinds of sensation.

"Dr – Draco, I wan – want more, need you in me now." Harry panted, coming up on his elbows and looked down into grey smoldering eyes.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked concerned, not wanting to hurt his future husband.

"Yes, yes, I'm sure. Come on, I need you in me now." Harry pleaded, hands shooting out to pull Draco up on top of him, kissing him desperately.

Quickly Draco stroked his hard one until it was wet with lube and then placed himself at Harry's stretched entrance, once more looking at Harry for confirmation.

A nod was all he needed and soon he began to push in him, stretching him even more.

Nails ranked down his back, leaving red trails in their path while tanned legs went up to wrap around his waist, bringing him closer.

Finally Draco was sheeted completely inside of Harry and he halted, trembling and his eyes nearly rolling back in their sockets from the wonderful, fantastic heat he felt surrounded with.

A nibble on his ear brought his attention back to Harry.

"Move, please, Draco." Harry breathed out, his breath hitching when he felt Draco pulling back ever so slowly, teasing him before pushing back inside him, creating a wonderful rhythm.

This time it wasn't quick, it wasn't hard. And that was fine. It was a slow lovemaking filled with love and tenderness.

Happiness shone from both their eyes and they kept sharing kisses while murmuring sweet nothings in each other's ears.

"Draco, I love you so much." Harry whispered breathlessly, his eyes closing against the onslaught of pleasure he was receiving.

"I love you too." Draco panted and his hand sneaked between their joined bodies to stroke Harry, giving him even more pleasure.

His other hand found one of Harry's and their fingers intertwined, their mouths found each other again and without any warning they both exploded, crying out in each other's mouth, swallowing up their screams.

Their bodies shook with the power of their orgasm, white filling their vision before they settled down again.

Slowly and carefully Draco pulled out, lying down besides Harry, pulling him into his arms, tucking his head underneath his chin. His hand found Harry's stomach and he curled around it, feeling Harry's hand covering his.

They both shared a tender smile before falling into a blissful sleep.

(1): I know that heights don't cause miscarriages as some people pointed out at fanfiction, but I decided that male pregnancies were far more fragile and the height could present a potential danger to the Carrier because his magic has to work to keep everything functioning. If that makes sense.

AN2: Not my best lemon, but meh *shrugs* Please leave a review behind with your thoughts! They keep me sane in my insane university life. ^^

See you all normally next Tuesday again!

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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