A/N: Last chapter. Ah…
I loved writing this fanfic… this is my first long-term story. I'm so happy that I was able to finish it.
And what encouraged me along the way were all the reviews! Every comment, idea, suggestion, and critique… it all kept me going. Thank y'all so much! I appreciate all that y'all do and I sincerely hope you've enjoyed reading this.
Before I start sounding even sappier, I'll go on…
Warning: sexual content ahead.
Chapter 16: Made From Love
"Are you sure about this?"
Draco's inquiry was answered with a quick nod and a passionate kiss on the lips.
"All right then… you're ready." The blond ran a hand nervously through his silky hair, chewing at his lower lip.
This was it. The moment was finally here… Ever since Harry had moved in, Draco had been holding back, unsure of whether Harry was ready or not. And now all the waiting had finally come to an end.
"Draco?" Harry looked at him questioningly. "You ok?"
Draco wondered if Harry could see it. He wondered if he could see, deep in his eyes, all the sinful little acts he had in mind to perform on the quirky raven-haired man. If he could see how much the desire had built up… how much passion had gathered up. But as he eyed Harry's puzzled expression, he was positive the man knew nothing.
"Yeah… I'm fine." Suddenly the pressure became too much. With amazing speed, Draco pulled Harry to his chest.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he whispered against his neck, his breath tickling Harry's sensitive skin. He bit into the tender flesh, evoking a lustful groan. "And I'm going to pleasure you until you lose your mind."
Harry closed his eyes, pulse raging. "Pleasure… m-me?"
Draco sucked at the skin directly below his ear. "Yeah… I'll have you screaming all night." Then, lifting Harry agilely into his arms, he headed up the stairs and into their bedroom.
"Dr-Draco…" Harry moaned, eyelids squeezed shut as roll after roll of ecstasy fell over him. He clutched at the sides of the mattress, face contorted as he reached climax.
A content blond watched his lover with careful eyes, making sure Harry needed no additional help with his release. When he began to shudder violently under the pressure of the orgasm, he stroked his hardened member to comfort him.
Moments later, an exhausted and sweaty Harry grew limp on the bed, chest heaving as he returned to normal. A few misplaced locks of ebony hair fell into his eyes, and Draco brushed them away affectionately.
"That… that was amazing," Harry whispered, eyes focused on the man hovering above him. "You…and that… was… wow."
Amused, Draco leaned down and kissed him gently. Then, with a wink, he hopped up from the bed and began to dress.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked, alarmed. He sat up, eyes wide.
"Calm down honey. I'm just going to go pick up something to eat. I don't really feel like cooking." He tied his shoes. "And maybe some ice cream." He landed a parting kiss on Harry's forehead, smiling sweetly. "I'll be right back."
"Hurry." Harry, completely reassured now, leaned back against the pillows and settled for the wait.
"I will." Blowing him one last kiss, he walked out of the room.
"And how's my little baby boy?"
"Daddy!" A raven-haired child screamed with joy as a set of strong arms lifted him into the air. "Higher!"
Draco obliged, causing the boy to squeal even louder.
"What's going on in here?" A kind-looking woman came into the room, followed by a red-haired man.
"Sorry Luna." Draco smiled a bit sheepishly, ceasing the helicopter moves he'd been doing with his son.
"Don't apologize." She gave him a bright smile, winking at the green-eyed boy now nestled in the blond's arms.
"Can I have a word with you?"
Draco turned to the red-head, happiness deflating rapidly at the stern look he was given. "Sure." He handed his child to Luna. "Go with Aunt Luna, James." He rubbed his head affectionately.
"But Jay-Jay wants to stay with Daddy." James pouted, crossing his arms.
"He'll be back in a minute, Jay-Jay," Luna cooed, leaving the room. "Let's go have a snack." She closed the door behind her, leaving the men alone.
Draco closed his eyes. "Ron…"
"So when do you plan to tell him? He has the right to know." He rubbed his eyes tiredly.
Draco regarded the man in front of him. During the course of Harry's absence, the two had bonded out of necessity in an effort to find the beloved man.
So when Harry had reappeared, Ron had been the obvious choice to leave his son with for a few weeks.
"I'll tell him… when the time is right."
"And when will that be? Harry has a right to know." Ron regarded him with a determined expression. "If it were me, I would want to know about my baby too."
Draco rolled his eyes heavenward. "I know, but-"
"But what?" Ron gave him an exasperated look. "It's been almost a month now. If you don't tell him… then I will." His temper rising, he flushed a light pink.
Draco knew he was right, but… Harry was so happy now. "Don't you dare tell him. This secret will literally kill him. All that matters is that he's happy. Don't ruin that for him." He shook his head. "I'll tell him, but he needs the chance-"
"Daddy!" At that moment James opened the door and ran into the room, attaching himself to his father's leg. With hopeful green eyes he asked, "Can we go home now?"
Draco looked down into that angelic face, struck by how much he looked like Harry. With the same hair and eyes, the only thing he'd inherited from him was his perfectly pink mouth.
This was him. This was the child he'd carried for nine months… the baby made that same night Harry left. The baby made from love. And at four years old, this child was on of the two most beautiful people in his life.
And it was time that this child was shared. With the love of his life.
It was time this baby and his other father met.
Casting a look to Ron, he turned back to James. "Yes," he replied, kneeling down in front of his son. "Yes, we can go home."
Having flooed back home, Draco stepped out of the fireplace with James clutched in his arms.
Taking a deep breath, he called to the other man in his life.
"Harry… I'm home." He looked down at the sleeping boy in his arms. We both are.
"Finally! What did you bring back?" Harry's voice grew closer as he made his way to the room.
With a smile, Draco said, "Let's just say it's a surprise."
A/N: wow, it seriously is over now. Wow. Oh my… well… review for one last time, guys. And do y'all think there should be a sequel?
Let me know… if the majority of y'all say yes, then it will be called Never Was Once Forever.
So… I'll miss y'all!