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Unexpected - Chapter 12: Bareback
Title: Unexpected
Authors: slashpervert and aveeno_baby.

Betas: brknhalo241, asm614, Mini Mouse, and Indie.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: ADULT!
Genre: Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Length: 94,000 words (40 Chapters)
Warnings (Mark to Read): Language, Explicit, M/M Sex, Masturbation, Oral, Rimming, Anal, Mpreg, and mental health issues such as anxiety attacks. (Characters in this fiction are over 18.)

Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have lived together for four years in their country house surrounded by a magical menagerie of unwanted animals Harry rescues. Yet, Harry wants more. He dreams of a family that includes children.

Notes: Post-war, AU after HBP, not DH compliant. Sequel to Undesirable, though can be read separately. Whereas, Undesirable was very dark, this one is very fluffy with some angst. Thanks to corvusdea for help with Latin for spells. Icon adapted by slashpervert from Passion by dirty_darella.
Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial work of fan fiction intended for adult audiences only. No copyright infringement intended. (Full Disclaimer!)

Chapter Number/Total: 12/40
Chapter Title: Bareback
Words: 2429 Words



Harry woke in the middle of the night. He wasn't feeling very tired; in fact he was the opposite, he was feeling restless. Like he needed to do something. Harry managed to sneak out of bed without waking Draco. He grabbed his robe to pull over his naked body before he walked downstairs and into their kitchen, thinking maybe he needed a midnight snack. As he was pouring himself some cereal, he looked out the kitchen window and saw the full moon, his head tilting. It was so bright that he didn't even need to turn a light on in the kitchen to see what he was doing. He could only imagine how luminous it looked outside.

That's when he remembered Lily in her barn. He set the box of cereal down and walked outside, barefoot and all. He took a moment to stand in their empty yard, breathing in the fresh cool air. That was one thing he liked about these nights. It was turning into summer, so it wasn't as cold outside, but it wasn't that hot yet either. He went to the barn, pulling open the doors and walking inside. He was careful not to step on anything as he reached Lily.

"Hey there, girl," he said to her, reaching to pat her head. "You lonely out here? I bet you are. Wish you were smaller so you could stay inside with us, but then you wouldn't be a horse anymore."

Lily made a sort of whickering noise, her satiny nose nudging the side of Harry's face and Harry smiled, nuzzling her for a moment. "Would you like to go out for a walk?" he asked, reaching to open her stall. "It'll be fun, and I won't even put on that saddle."

She seemed to get excited when he opened the stall and followed him out.

"Great," Harry said, walking with her out of the barn. He stopped and turned to get up on her, but realised that the saddle usually had something there to help him step up on. "Hrm ... could you lay down for a moment?"

Lily rubbed against him again and then lay down on her side. Harry smiled and moved to get on astride her, his robe falling open since he couldn't keep it closed like this. The breeze felt cool on his skin, so cool that he decided to just lose the robe. It wasn't as if anyone was around to watch him.

Lily stood, taking Harry up with her, naked, holding her mane and thighs gripping her back. He could feel the coarse smooth hair on her back as it rubbed the sensitive skin of his thighs and balls. He didn't think it was uncomfortable, exactly, just different. He shifted and nudged gently so that she'd start walking. The warmth of her big body under his seemed to chase away the chill and Harry could swear it made him tingle all over. His skin glowed in the moonlight and her body rocked him as she walked.

Harry sighed and closed his eyes, trusting her not to move too quickly to make him fall off. He lay forward, resting his cheek on her back. "Thanks, Lily," he whispered, feeling that this was just what he needed. She moved out into the field behind the barn, standing in the moonlight.

Harry opened his eyes when she stopped, carefully moving to lie on his back so that he could look up at the moon. "It's beautiful," he whispered, knowing very well that he was talking to a horse that couldn't answer, but who cared. No one was there to judge him. But he did wish Draco was out here with him.

Lily turned her head, looking back at him and smiling, turning so that he could gently pet her. "As much as I would love to stay out here all night, Draco will probably freak out when he wakes up and doesn't see me there. So guess we have to go back to the barn."

Lily made that gentle sound again and walked back, the swaying feeling good to Harry. He was quiet on the ride back, the small tingles still going through his body as Lily moved. It only took him one glance to let him know that he was beginning to get aroused, but he quickly told himself that it wasn't exactly because of the horse. That would be too weird.

Back in the barn, Lily walked right into her own stall. Harry waited until she stopped before he slid off of her and stood up. "You're so smart," he said softly, petting her once again. "Goodnight. I'll see you in the morning." He nuzzled the side of her face and then left, closing the stall behind him. He went to get his robe and pulled it on, walking back and into the house. He wasn't exactly sure of how to explain how he felt once he was inside. He couldn't just say that it was arousal, because it was more than that, much more. What he was feeling was so strong ... but strange. But it was ... good.

He walked up the stairs and into their bedroom, taking his robe off. He didn't want to wake Draco up just yet, so he went over to their window and parted the curtains, letting the moonlight spill inside. He could see Draco's face clearly now. The blond was sprawled across the bed again, on his back now, and his nose twitched as a strand of hair tickled it. In the moonlight, that pale skin and nearly white hair seemed to glow in an almost ethereal way. The covers had slipped down enough to reveal Draco's chest, small pink nipples in an expanse of muscle and skin stretched taut over his ribs. He looked so peaceful and content, and yes, unbelievably beautiful. Harry would have loved to have been able to have a child with him. He wouldn't care if the child looked nothing like Harry; it just wouldn't matter.

One hand was extended toward Harry's side of the bed and seemed to be restless, sliding around as if even in sleep Draco had to find him. Harry smiled when he spotted the moving hand, knowing that Draco would miss him sooner or later. He stepped over to the bed and put his hand next to Draco's, waiting for him to find it. Those restless fingers found Harry's and curled around his, while the blond gave a little contented sounding sigh in his sleep.

Harry smiled and got up into the bed, moving closer until he straddled Draco, pushing the sheet away so that there was nothing in between them. Draco made a kind of whimpering needy noise when Harry's skin touched his. The blond was still clearly asleep, but his body arched into the touch. It reminded Harry of how Draco had explained that he felt his need for Harry was like a plant reaching for sunlight.

Harry buried his face in Draco's neck, kissing the skin as he started to rock against him, slowly at first. Draco hummed, hands coming up to caress Harry's bare skin. Harry could feel the man's arousal growing under his buttocks. Harry liked that, and he wriggled and thrust a little harder, nipping Draco's skin gently before he moved up to his lips, kissing him a few times.

Draco swam up to consciousness with his lover's body writhing on top of him. It was a glorious way to wake, even in the middle of the night. He hummed and opened his lips to his lover, tongue seeking Harry's.

Harry moaned softly, sliding his tongue alongside Draco's. He needed his lover badly now, and he wasn't sure why. But he didn't question it.

The kiss was hot and sweet and full of such passion that it chased sleep from Draco and brought him completely into the moment, tongue entwined with Harry's. He arched his body under Harry, Draco's cock already full and throbbing.

"Want you," Harry whispered against his lips, groaning now as he wriggled against Draco, his hips moving faster.

"Yessss," Draco gasped and flung his hand out, reaching beside their bed for the lube, nearly knocking it to the floor in the process. He managed to grab the small jar and open it, dipping fingers inside.

"Quickly," Harry whispered, only pulling back enough to see what Draco was doing.

The eagerness was exciting but Draco knew better, especially with Harry's history, than to rush preparing him. He reached slick fingers back down the crevice of his lover's arse, working one inside. He kissed Harry's chin and nuzzled his neck as he did. "It's okay, I'm going to give you what you want," he assured him.

Harry paused, smiling softly down at him. "I love you," he said, pressing himself down onto the finger as quickly as he dared.

"Oh, yes, I love you so very much," Draco whispered, his cock twitching in anticipation as his lover writhed on his fingers. Two slid in and out easily now. "More or are you ready?"

"I'm ready," Harry whispered, pulling himself off of Draco's fingers and then reaching to position himself over Draco's cock, looking into the man's eyes as he started to press down.

Draco looked up at his lover with very real awe. Harry's face seeming to glow in the moonlight and framed by that long black hair flowing down around his shoulders, the soft ends of it tickling Draco's skin. Draco thought there was nothing in the world more beautiful.

Harry tried his best to keep his eyes on Draco, but as he pressed down, feeling his lover’s cock stretch him, the pleasure started to override his concentration.

Those dark lashes fluttered as Harry lowered himself onto Draco, body swallowing his cock in the velvety heat. Draco trembled at the powerful sensations and the even more intense emotions that coursed through him. "Oh, yes, Harry," he whispered.

"Draco," Harry whispered in return, not stopping until Draco was completely inside of him. This always felt good to him, but there was something that was making it even better this time ... incredible, really.

It was like Draco could feel Harry's heartbeat and his magic through the connection of their bodies. He slid a hand into the black silk of Harry's hair and the other caressed his lover's hip. "Inside you, love."

"Yeah," Harry whispered, realising just how similar this was to what he was doing just a short while ago. But he didn't want to start thinking about Lily. "Sit up with me," he said, waiting for him.

Draco grinned. It was fun when Harry took charge like this. He pushed himself up, rocking forward, the feeling of his cock moving inside his lover making him moan in delight.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, pausing for a moment before he started to ride him, harder than he had in a long time.

They rocked together, arms around each other, bodies joined and kissing lips and faces as they did. Draco felt a kind of tingling pressure building not just from his balls but from his spine.

Harry could feel it, too, some kind of tingling that started in the very pit of his of his stomach and started to spread up and throughout his entire body. He couldn't explain it but he certainly liked it.

"Harry, yes," Draco gasped, rocking faster. He wrapped an arm around Harry tight, their bodies sliding together so not only did his cock continue to move in and out of Harry, but Harry's was sliding against Draco's belly.

Harry started to whimper, his arms tightening around Draco as he was pushed closer to the edge, feeling his orgasm start to build up along with the strange tingling feeling. "Draco, please ...."

"Anything, Harry, anything. I love you," Draco managed. The bed creaked as they rocked faster.

Harry started to cry out long before his orgasm hit, feeling himself start to tense up before he actually did come, his back arching.

Draco pulled him close, holding their bodies together as his lover's body writhed. "Yes, come for me!"

Harry said Draco's name over and over, shaking and clinging to him. His eyes were squeezed very tightly shut, more of the tingling shooting up and down his spine and making it feel as though he would pass out.

Draco could usually hold out until Harry came first, but the rush that filled him then was overpowering. He cried out, face pressed alongside his lover's as he thrust into him, filling him with his seed.

Harry was clinging to Draco so tightly now that his nails had begun to dig into the man's shoulders. He could feel the rush of Draco's come inside him and it set him off into another set of shudders, which was different, but he didn't pay any mind, simply floating in all of the sensations.

They were slick with come and sweat, holding each other through the shuddering aftermath. Draco kissed Harry again, tongue seeking the warmth of his lover's mouth.

Harry couldn't speak and he couldn't move. He slowly kissed him back the best he could, his arms beginning to loosen.

Draco felt joined to Harry in ways he couldn't have explained, his love for Harry feeling like it spilled out of his very skin, bathing him in heat and shivering in pleasure. Slowly, kissing and rocking still, he felt it settle into a warm glow inside him.

"God," Harry whispered, resting his forehead on Draco's shoulder as he slowly but surely came down from his high.

"I love you, Harry. You make me feel whole in a way nothing or no one else could," Draco whispered, running his fingers through his lover's long thick hair.

"You do the same with me," Harry whispered in reply. "I love you so much."

Draco lay back, pulling his lover down with him.

Harry didn't realise it until he lay down, but he was absolutely exhausted. He yawned and snuggled closer to Draco, getting ready for sleep.

Draco picked up his wand and cast Cleaning Charms for them both. He settled in, petting his lover's hair. "So what brought that on?" he asked, voice full of satisfied amusement.

"I just ... I felt like it," Harry told him honestly, not sure of how else to explain it.

Draco thought it was a much better reason to be woken in the middle of the night for than one of the pets getting into trouble. "Well, you can wake me for that any time," he teased, kissing his lover's forehead.

"You know I will," Harry said with a small laugh, kissing Draco's chin before he closed his eyes to relax. He was feeling really tired, much more so now.


[Um, yes, we were inspired by certain photos of naked Dan on a horse...lol.]

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