𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒

Chapter 6

Draco watched, waiting for Harry to flinch, to turn away. What he saw instead was anger and it comforted him more than any words could have. "They tortured me with my own wand. They used my ring to get you there. Then they used me to get you to give up your wand. All so they could rip me apart with you watching." Draco swallowed hard. "Never again. Kill me first. Never give your wand up again."

Harry looked up and met Draco's eyes again before giving a single nod. He didn't know why it suddenly did seem worse that he had given up his wand, practically given them both up for torture in the process, even though they had made it out. If he hadn't let his wand go, perhaps Draco wouldn't have been... He felt another blaze of anger then, half of it anger at himself, and clenched his hands.

"I want to hear only one thing from you right now," Draco said, stepping closer. "I want to hear you swear that you will fight rather than give in next time. That no matter what, even if it means I die, you will never let anyone use me to hurt you again."

Harry gritted his teeth for a moment, looking up at Draco still. "I swear it," he whispered, and his body trembled.

Draco felt like a band of steel around his heart had been released and set free a large sigh with it. He held Harry's gaze still and nodded. "Look at me, are you sure this is what you still want?" he asked, voice no longer cold, but now holding the fear he felt.

Harry wondered if Draco were serious, and then figured he must be, though he didn't know how Draco could be asking such a thing. "Yes," he said with such feeling it was almost a groan.

Draco began to tremble as he stepped up to Harry, standing inches in front of him. "Show me, then," he whispered.

Harry's heart leapt and he slowly reached his arms out, taking Draco's hips in his hands, and then just as slowly pulled him onto the bed with him, thinking about each of his movements.

Draco let himself be drawn down by his lover, trembling with both fear and desire as he did.

Harry couldn't even describe the feelings spreading through his body at just being able to touch Draco's skin again. He did so gently, fingers sliding over new and old marks alike as they moved down his chest.

The blond lay back, trying to breathe slowly and just feel Harry's tender touch. He spread his arms out a little, holding onto the bedspread and watching Harry.

Harry pressed his lips to the side of Draco's face and kissed him until he'd reached his neck, then he kissed there as well, being as cautious as he could be.

Draco arched his neck, trying to gently encourage Harry.

Harry added a little tongue to his next kiss and allowed his hand to trail lower, until his middle finger was tracing Draco's belly button, gently dipping inside and then out again.

"Yes," Draco whispered, his cock filling as Harry touched him. He lifted his hips a little, toward that tentative hand.

Harry smiled a bit, relieved as well as happy. He kissed under Draco's chin and then up it, seeking his lips. Then, his heart thumping, he touched Draco's hardening cock very softly, fingers trembling.

Draco gasped, lifting his face to Harry's and his cock to his lover's hand. He shivered, desire flooding him and easing away fear.

Harry slowly slipped his tongue into Draco's mouth as he tightened his fingers and gave a few long strokes, moaning quietly from the feeling of the hard flesh in his hand.

Draco's eyes closed and his mouth opened, moaning into Harry's. He spread his legs further apart, trembling with each stroke.

An intense shiver went through Harry's body as he felt Draco's legs open, but he only continued to stroke him, not moving any further yet.