joidianne4eva | Lovers in the Night (Reply)

Summary: please Im pants at righting these its just a little thing thats been bouncing around in my head

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters and its a good thing too, who knows what Id do to them

Warnings:R but not a harsh one

“Don’t”

The word seemed to caress Harry’s skin as he watched his lover settle above him, pale skin shining like a beacon within the darkness of the room.

Grey eyes peered at him from beneath the blond’s fringe and he could see the plea in their gaze.

Smiling sadly he allowed his eyes to slip close in response, he would always give Draco what he wanted even it was his freedom, even if it meant breaking his own heart in the process.

Draco inhaled and threw his head back to stare at the ceiling as he rose unto his knees and lowered himself, the pleasure mixing with pain of his heart ripping apart but this was all he truly deserved.

He could not allow Harry to give him more not after all he had already given to the world.

He had promised himself that whatever happened, whoever this fucked production of his supposed pureblood choose as a mate he would never let it hurt Harry, not when he had done enough in the past.

The vela in him fluttered to life as Harry bucked beneath him and he bit his lip so hard to hold back its mating song that he could feel the crimson rivulets running down his face, mixing with the sweat already there and closely chased by tears spilling from him even as rode the thrusts into him.

Lowering clenched fists to Harry’s chest he swivelled his hips sighing as he watched Harry throw his head back and groan the dark sound rumbling through the room, breaking the harshness that had settled from their breathing.

As one of Harry’s hands strayed to his hip fluttering along like butterfly kisses, a sob broke from his throat.

Hands flying to his mouth in horror he glanced back at his lover’s face only to be caught in an emerald gleam.

“Mine,” Harry growled even as Draco shook his head in denial of the claim.

Spinning the smaller man beneath him without once breaking their connection he begun to pound into his mate in earnest. Smiling viciously when the Veela’s song echoed through the room as Draco thrashed beneath him.

Slowing his rhythm he pulled his lover up, so that he was straddling his lap, using short thrusts to bring the Veela down out of its trance

Draco smiled softly at him “I wanted to save you this time,”

Harry smirked and tilted his mate’s head so that he could run his tongue along the pale neck “And who saves you from me?”

This prompted a small laugh from the blond as he crossed his ankles behind his mate’s back and rolled his hips into each thrust.

“I guess we will be lost together then,” he whimpered

“Hmm,” Harry murmured raising his head to glance at his mate, ivory fangs catching the small slither of light from the moon “Now?”

Draco nodded and tilted his head again, baring his throat to his lover, he gasped as he felt the pinprick of the vampire’s bite and the rush of unfamiliar magic flooding his veins.

Opening his mouth he allowed the Veela’s trill to flow from him. Whatever came in the morning they would deal with it but tonight, tonight he would give himself to the one man he had loved all his life and the vampire who was now his mate.

And as horrible as the prospect of dealing with red headed oafs and know it all mud bloods seemed the thought of being with Harry was more than enough to make up for it, and anyway he smiled he had never promised his mate that he would get along with any of them.