“Youdon’thavetohideanything,”Dracomurmured.HewaiteduntilPotterslowlylethisarmsfallbacktohissides.“Andyouthoughtthiswouldscaremeoff?”Dracosaid,suppressingtheurgetoraiseaneyebrow.
Potterfrowned.“This,”heputahandonhisstomach,“usedtobeflat.”
“Sosinceyourstomachisn’tflat,Ican’tbeinlovewithyou?Really?YoureallythinkI’dlikeyoumoreifyouhadabs?”
“Ithought—Ithoughtyoumightnot—notwantto—”
“OhPotter,believeme,Idowantto.Verymuch.”
BeforePottercouldsayanythingtothat,Dracogotdownonhiskneesinfrontofhim.
“CanI?”heasked,hishandhoveringoverPotter’sstomach.Foramoment,hethoughtPotterwasgoingtosayno.Anguishwaswrittenalloverhisface.HestillseemedunsurewhenhegaveDracoaslightnod.
Carefulnottomakeanyhastymovements,DracoloweredhishanduntilitmadecontactwithPotter’sskin.Itfeltsodifferentfromhisown,alittlerougher,andhishandlookedevenpalerincontrasttoPotter’sdarkskintone.
HetracedtheshapeofPotter’sbellywithhisfingers,feelinghimstiffenwhenhereachedthepartwherehisstomachstuckoutthemostoverhiswaistband.
“Stop.Pleasestop,”Pottercroaked.
“Potter,there’snothingtobeashamedof.”
Hopinghewasn’toversteppinganyboundaries,heplacedseveralkissesonhisbellybeforehewrappedhisarmsaroundPotter’smidriffandnestledhischeekagainsthisskin.Potterstoodperfectlystill;Dracowasn’tevensureifhewasstillbreathing.
“You—You’rereallyokaywiththis?”hemurmured.
Dracoliftedhishead,takinginPotter’sdumbstruckexpression.Hehoistedhimselfupwhileanothersmilecreptontohislips.
“You’resuchanidiot.”HetookPotter’sfaceintohishandsandwaiteduntilhiseyeswerefocusedonhis.“This,”hesoftlybrushedhisfingersacrossPotter’sface,“isn’twhyI’minlovewithyou.It’sanicebonus,though.Averyniceone.”HetappedhisindexfingeragainstPotter’stemple.“ThisiswhyI’minlovewithyou.”HelethishandwanderdownPotter’sneckbeforehepressedhispalmagainsthischest.“Andthis.”IfDracohadn’tbeensonervoushimself,hewouldhaverelishedthefactPotterwasspeechlessyetagain.“Andallthis,”hetrailedhisfingersdowntoPotter’ships,whichhegrabbedwithbothhandstopullhimflushagainsthim,“iswhatmakesmewantyou.Very,verymuch.”PottermadeachokingsoundwhenDracogavehisbumaheartysqueeze.
Itfeltstrange,nowthatallcardswereonthetable.Itwasequallyreassuringasitwasterrifying.
“Howcomeyou’resuddenlysogoodwithwords?”Pottersaid,andDraconoticedhisfacewasabitmorerelaxed.
“I’vealwaysbeengoodwithwords.”
“But,usually,you’renotthatoutspoken.Andlasttime,youweren’tas…bold.”
Draco’shandsonPotter’sbumtwitched.Yeah,thathadkindofbeenaspurofthemomentthing.
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