“you doo hide anything,” drao murmured. he waited until potter slowly let his arms fall bak to his sides. “and you thought this would sare me off?” drao said, suppressio raise an eyebrow.
potter frowhis,” he put a hand on his stomah, “used to be ft.”
“so siomah isn’t ft, i an’t be ih you? really? you really think i’d like you more if you had abs?”
“i thought—i thought you might not—not want to—”
“oh potter, believe me, i do want to. very muh.”
&er ould say anything tot down on his knees in front of him.
“bsp;i?” he asked, his haer’s stomah. for a mome poing to say no. anguish was written all over his fae. he still seemed unsure when he gave drao a slight nod.
&o make any hasty movements, drao lowered his hand until it made ontat with potter’s ski so different from his own, a little rougher, and his hand looked everast to potter’s dark skin tone.
&he shape of potter’s belly with his fingers, feeling him stiffehe part where his stomah stuk out the most over his waistband.
“stop. please stop,” potter roaked.
“potter, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
hopi any boundaries, he ped several kisses on his belly before he ed his arms around potter’s midriff and led his heek against his skiood perfetly still; drao wasn’t even sure if he was still breathing.
“you—you’re really okay with this?” he murmured.
drao lifted his head, taking in potter’s dumbstruk expressioed himself up while another smile rept onto his lips.
“you’re suh an idiot.” he took potter’s fae into his hands ail his eyes were foused on his. “this,” he softly brushed his fingers aross potter’s fae, “isn’t why i’m ih you. it’s a hough. a very apped his i potter’s temple. “this is why i’m ih you.” he let his hand wander down potter’s nek before he pressed his palm agai. “and this.” if drao hadn’t been so nervous himself, he would have relished the fat potter eehless yet again. “and all this,” he trailed his fio potter’s hips, whih he grabbed with both hands to pull him flush against him, “is what makes me want you. very, very muh.” potter made a hoking sound when drao gave his bum a hearty squeeze.
&rahat all ards were oable. it was equally reassuring as it was terrifying.
“how ome you’re suddenly so good with words?” potter said, and drao notied his fae was a bit more rexed.
“i’ve always been good with words.”
“but, usually, you’re not that outspoken. and st time, you weren’t as…bold.”
drao’s hands owithed. yeah, that had kind of been a spur of the moment thing.
“i, err…” even though they had both been shirtless for a as only thehey were both shirtless.
pave him a hesitant smile. “maybe we aogether?” he ed his arms around drao’s arted stroking his shoulder bde with his thumb. drao shivered iently.
“we all ome with baggage, i guess,” he murmured. as he was gazing into potter’s eyes, he remembered what luna had said right before he had taken off. “we’ll have to be patieher.”
“i an do that,” potter whispered, leaniured drao’s bottom lip aainst it. this, drao mused, was defihing he’d ired of. he wondered if his heart would ever ease to jump frantially when potter kissed him. probably not. aely nht now. orary, his heart rate iially wheed his lips aer’s tongue push against his. sweet merlin!
&urehin seonds. drao bit bak a moaer’s hips started grinding against his. his ok was already half hard and if potter kept movi, drao was sure he’d be oming in his pants in just a few minutes.
he losed his eyes a his head fall bak when potter moved his head lower to kiss his one hand wander doiil he reahed his arse. draave a violehey both jumped whehing rashed loudly behind them.
“hey, i liked that mp,” potter said.
drao rolled his eyes, even though he wao url up and die. a hand on his arse and he was blowing up mps? what the fuk en if they were both naked?
as if potter had just read his mind, he asked, “if i take off your trousers, will you destroy my whole bedroom?”
“um…” drao waso a. for one, he had en. aa off his trousers had his mind spinning like mad. “i guess you’ll have to try and see,” he roaked.
with eye ontat, potter moved his hands down to his waistband. it took him ton his trulped when potter paused.
“yours too,” drao whispered. something that looked a lot like ay fshed aross potter’s fae. “hey, we’re ogether, remember?” drao said quietly, upping potter’s heek. “i’m a fuking virgin f out loud.”
the orer’s mouth twithed aly pulled down his tr with his soks. drao did the same, grin sight of potter’s pants.
“lions? really? hryffindor of you.”
“i’ll show you what else is very gryffindor,” prowled teasingly a drao. they both he bed, potter on top of him. he trapped drao’s hips with his legs, pinning his hands over his head.
“you’re so beautiful,” potter said.
drao s