hd365_mod (hd365_mod) wrote in hd_365, @ 2006-02-19 16:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | prompt 4: romance, yodels-fic |
Original poster: lusiology
PLEASE NOTE THAT I AM POSTING THIS ON yodels' BEHALF WHILE SHE IS ON VACATION.
Title: A Perfect Day Or Two, Part 2
Author: yodels
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 1595
Genre: Romance, PWP
Disclaimer: No ownership, no money.
Prompt: Romance
Summary: “Just a perfect day, problems all left alone, weekenders on our own. It's such fun."
A/N: This fic was co-written for hd_365 by yodels and luciology. Find Part One here.
Apparition back to the penthouse was quick and efficient, both appearing next to the bed. Harry immediately pushed Draco to lie back on the fluffy duvet and he leaned up on his elbows to watch Harry shed his clothes, tossing them over a nearby chair. Draco stared hungrily at Harry’s body, painted with white stripes of moonlight that slipped through the blinds, accenting the sharp angles of his body. Harry kneeled beside the bed and began removing Draco’s shoes and socks, dragging a sharp thumbnail up the sole of his bare left foot. Draco threw a half-hearted kick at Harry, but it was caught easily, and Harry tutted at him for the bad behavior. Leaning up to work at the fastenings of Draco’s trousers, Harry made a show of it by pressing his palms into Draco’s burgeoning erection, running his hands up and down Draco’s legs and lasciviously licking Draco’s stomach. Even the most trivial of tasks became an event with Harry, and Draco relished every moment. All of his hard work and careful planning had come to fruition. They’d had a most romantic day and a remarkably sexy evening, and the rest of the night was proving to be just as …delectable.
Harry crawled up on to the mattress and straddled Draco, sitting on his thighs. He took both of their erections in hand and slowly stroked them together, gazing down at Draco with shining eyes and a half-smile.
“What do you want, Draco? You’ve arranged this day so perfectly, you’ve earned a little something special. My body is yours.”
“That’s quite an offer, Harry. So many temptations, so many possibilities. I’m not sure where to begin. But, if I have to choose, then I choose you. Any way I can get you. If you’re laying yourself open to me, I’m laying myself open to you. I want you in me, over me, around me, with me, near me. All of it. I’m selfish and I’m greedy.” Draco’s voice trailed off and he suddenly felt more vulnerable than he ever had before. They’d shared their love before, it wasn’t new, this emotion, but somehow tonight felt different, like a turning point.
When Harry leant down and kissed Draco gently, it felt as if he were pouring all of his happiness and contentment into that moment, willing Draco to understand without having to voice anything. Draco wound his arms around Harry and pulled him closer still, answering silently. Opening his legs, Draco encouraged Harry to settle between them, and he rolled his hips to show exactly what it was that he wanted from Harry. Mere moments and they were joined, Harry barely moving inside Draco, the two of them simply rocking together.
They had made love so many times it was instinctual, and yet never the same. This night it was comfort they both sought, that familiar ease of knowing that just being together was enough. Their pace grew more frantic, as the need for release grew stronger. Harry slipped one arm under Draco’s hips and lifted him further off the mattress, allowing for even deeper penetration. Draco keened as his prostate was brushed repeatedly and he gripped Harry’s forearms tightly in response to the additional stimulation. It was too much, Draco climaxed with a sharp cry just as Harry’s body stiffened completely. Hearts pounding in their chests, they both relaxed into the bed and tried to calm their frenzied breathing.
Without a word, Harry dragged the duvet from around their feet and brought it up and around them, carefully winding his own body around Draco’s in their accustomed sleeping pose. The moon had set and the room deepened into blackness as they both fell asleep.
~ ~ ~
Draco awoke early, the sunlight breaking through the clouds and casting shadows around the bedroom. He slipped from the bed, careful not to wake Harry, and padded into the bathroom. He was sore in strange places, and he rolled his neck to try and work out the kinks. His eyes fell on the whirlpool bath that practically begged to be filled with luxuriously hot water. It was nearly big enough for a swim, much less a soak. Draco decided that Harry would sleep for several more hours, being the lazy git that he was, and so he would use this time productively. He set the taps to filling with nearly scalding water.
The bathroom soon filled with moist, steamy air and Draco quickly shut the door so as not to lose any of the precious warmth. He slipped into the molten depths of the bath, but dared not start the jets of the whirlpool, lest the noise wake Harry. He was quite enjoying the idea of some peace and quiet with just the rippling water for company. The water stung it was so hot, and his skin turned bright pink, but it felt so sinfully good that he ignored the mild discomfort. A little pain with his pleasure. His head rested back against the edge of the bath and every muscle in his body slowly relaxed. Draco’s mind drifted over the events of the past 24 hours and he smiled lazily. This weekend had been a perfect getaway; romantic, elegant and blissfully remote. He looked forward to the rest of the day; they had planned to go to Snowdonia National Park to do some hiking, visit a castle or two and generally be tourists. This, of course, all depended on the weather. If it rained buckets, Draco was certain he could convince Harry to stay in and explore the wonders of their very large bed, and maybe venture to the wilds of the whirlpool. But, the bathroom was drenched in sunshine from the overhead skylight, and Draco didn’t hold out much hope for that particular option. Escaping London had been his idea, and he had played up the endless outdoor activities as one of the many attractions for the romantic weekend away. Draco did love getting out into wilderness, and he looked forward to the day, but just now, soaking neck-deep in hot water, leaving the Penthouse Suite was low on his list of priorities.
The door opened slightly and there were quiet footfalls in the bathroom as Harry entered, and headed for the toilet to relieve himself. When he had finished and rinsed his hands, he turned to face Draco who had been purposefully ignoring him.
“You’re up early,” Harry finally said.
“I’m always awake early. A good chance to get the bath to myself for a bit,” Draco responded without even opening his eyes. “I’m actually surprised to see you awake.”
Harry shrugged. “I missed you.” And with that comment, he stepped into the water, gracelessly splashing water over the edge and distracting Draco from his quiet reverie. “Sorry, I was trying to be careful.”
“Yes, because you do graceful so well, Potter.” Draco laughed.
“Maybe not, but I do you very well,” Harry answered, not missing a beat.
There were so many possible responses to that comment, but Draco let them all go and he slumped even further into the water. Reaching slightly to his left, Draco switched on the whirlpool to its lowest setting, and settled in for a long morning’s soak.
“What do you have planned for today, Draco?” Harry finally asked.
“You mean once we actually manage to leave the room? Harlech Castle is not far from here and apparently quite beautiful, as it is set quite high up on a hill and looks out over the sea. Thankfully, it’s run by an ancient wizarding family and we can Apparate directly there. If the weather holds I’d love to get out and do some walking, there is a waterfall that I’ve been wanting to see for years, Swallow Falls. Those two sights alone could keep us busy for several hours and still leave space for a decent meal or two, not to mention some time here before we have to go back to London.” Draco opened his eyes and looked across at Harry. “What do you think?”
“I leave it entirely in your very capable hands. I trust you implicitly. Although, this hot water is making me sleepy again. I think we should get up and get going if we plan to ever leave the room.” Most of this sentence was said around a yawn.
“Are you certain you wouldn’t rather just head back to bed for a few more hours of sleep?” Draco asked.
“And ruin another perfect day? Not a chance.” Harry stood suddenly and stepped from the bath on to the marble tiled floor. Dripping his way across the bathroom he found a towel and began drying off. “C’mon, lazy. Get up and get out. I want to see this castle of yours; maybe we can find a broom closet or two.”
Draco returned the smile and removed himself from the bath with reluctance, vowing that they would be back soon. He hadn’t done all the things he wanted to in that bath.
“Alright, but I want breakfast first.” A towel was tossed across the room to Draco who snagged it easily and quickly dried himself.
Just as Harry was leaving the bathroom he looked back at Draco and waited until he had his full attention. “I’m glad you talked me into this weekend away, Draco. It’s been a surprise, and a wonder. I’ve never felt closer to you. Thank you.” He slipped from the room before Draco could respond.
Naked, hair still dripping, Draco’s smile was nearly as bright as the sunshine filling the room.
Fin.
Explore Snowdonia National Park.
Explore Harlech Castle and Swallow Falls.