“Youwanttogetoutofhere?”Potterwhispered.
“Buttheceremonyhasn’tevenstartedyet.”
Pottersteppedcloser,untiltheirbodieswerealmosttouching.Dracofelthisbreathonhisfaceandshiveredinspiteofhimself.IttookeverythinginhimtoholdstillwhenPotterslowlytrailedhisfingersacrossDraco’scheekandthen—Dracogulped—downhisneck.
“But…won’tChangbemadifyou—”
“YoureallywanttotalkaboutChorightnow?”
Hereally,reallydidn’t.
“Okay,let’sgo,”Dracocroaked.
“Yoursormine?”
Itwashard,tryingtoformcoherentsentences.Yoursormine?Merlin,hiskneesweregettingweak.Thiswasit,wasn’tit?He’dfinallyhavePottertohimself.Desireflaredupinsidehim,minglingwithanundeniablerushofnervousness.Potterwasexperienced,atleastfarmoreexperiencedthanDraco.Maybeitwouldatleasthelptobeinthefamiliarityofhisownhome?
“Mine,”hefinallysaid,swallowingaroundthelumpinhisthroat.PotternoddedandDracofelthisfingersonhisarms.BracinghimselffortheuncomfortablesuctionofApparition,hesquaredhisshouldersandballedhishandsintofists.Hestartledwhenwarmfingerssuddenlyclosedaroundhisrightfist.Instinctively,hismusclesloosened.Potterlostnotimeintertwiningtheirfingers.
“Beforewego…”
Dracolethimselfbeleadintothehouse,intothehallway,wherePotterstoppedandpulledhimclose.
“Thisisyourchancetogetoutofthis,”hemurmured,hiseyessearchingDraco’s.
“What?”Dracobreathed.Hewastoodizzyforacleverresponse.
“Tellmeifyouwantmetostop,”Potterwhispered,hisgazeflickingdowntoDraco’smouth.Merlin,whywouldhewanthimtostop?“Draco,doyouwantmeto—”
“Don’tstop,”Dracocroaked,feelinglikehewasmeltinginPotter’sarms.Howlonghadhewantedthis?Howoftenhadhedreamedaboutthis?HowlonghadheyearnedforPotter,wantinghimsobadlyithaddrivenhiminsane?
Everyfiberofhimseemedtobeprickling,hisheartjiggingaroundinhischestinanticipation.Wouldrealitybeabletokeepupwithhisdreams?WouldPotterbereallyasgoodasDracohadimagined?Wouldhebegentle?Rough?Wouldhe—SweetMotherofeverythingthatisholy!
IfPotterhadn’theldhimsecurelyinhisarms,Dracowassurehewouldhavefloatedaway.ThepressofPotter’slipsagainsthis,thesoftscrapeofhisbeardagainstDraco’sskin,hisintoxicatingsmell,thewayhishandswerediggingintoDraco’sback,tryingtopullhimcloserstill…Dreamsreallycouldn’tkeepupwithreality.
HeblinkedwhenPotterslowlypulledback,hisbreathingraggedanduneven.HiseyesweresoftandunguardedandDraco’sheartskippedabeatwhenthedarkskinaroundthemcrinkledandPottergavehimashysmile.
Seizedbysomethingthatwascoilinginthepitofhisbelly,DracothrewhisarmsaroundPotter’sneck.HefeltPotter’slipspartagainsthisasheletoutalittlegasp.Nextthingheknew,hewastheonegaspingasPotterstartedsuckingonhisbottomlip.Sweet,sweetSalazar!DracomadeagurglingsoundatthebackofhisthroatwhenPotterreleasedhislip,onlytocaressDraco’stonguewithhisown.HecurledhisfingersaroundthebackofPotter’sneck,feelingcertainhewouldfalloverifhedidn’tclutchathimastightlyashecould.PottergroanedinwhatseemedtobeapprovalbeforeDracosuddenlyfelttheviolentjerkofbeingApparatedwithoutwarning.
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