The knowledge that he’d allow his healers to touch him made Harry nod slowly in acknowledgment. Of course his own safety was more important to Draco then a simple touch to heal him. Looking back into his mates eyes, Harry felt his eyes widen ever so slightly at the sensation of Draco’s hands on his slender hips, taking in a sharp breath and feeling his body nearly shiver from the words Draco spoke along his ear., feeling his breath tickle his skin, Harry’s skin broke out into goose-bumps.
Having to look sideways in order to focus on Draco, Harry let out a shaky breath and nodded slowly. “I wouldn’t mind that.” He mumbled, his eyes focusing on Draco’s lips before focusing back onto his eyes, almost looking hesitant with starting the kiss, naturally wanting the other man to take charge of it.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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