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Unexpected - Chapter 27: Mine
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: 27/40
Chapter Title: Mine
Words: 1619 Words



Over the next few weeks, Harry spent more and more time with Lily. Luna was right, it did help him feel better. Soon enough, though, he couldn't stand up for very long without feeling back pains and it was getting progressively worse. Once he sat down, he just could not get up without help. Draco had to carry him back inside. Ever since then, Draco insisted Harry stay in bed and only see Lily for a short while each day. It annoyed Harry, but he thought that it was just for the best. Yet, he was desperately bored out of his mind.

Draco had his hands full trying to keep up with both the animals and his, increasingly, petulant lover. Draco was cleaning up yet another mess, probably made by Puck, when he heard Harry shouting for him – again. He climbed the stairs and stuck his head into the bedroom. "Yes, love?"

"I'm bored," Harry told him with a pout.

Draco leant against the door frame, crossing his arms and trying not to smirk. "And?"

"And what? You should come in here and help me!" Harry said as if it was obvious. "My back hurts, my feet are swollen, and I'm really hot!"

Draco smirked and pushed off from the doorway, sauntering over to where his lover lay propped up in bed, still wearing pyjamas. Draco thought he was probably mental, but he found Harry cute this way. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached for one of his lover's feet, pulling it into his lap and massaging.

Harry's head fell back and he sighed, wiggling his toes a lot. "Oh, thank you," he sighed in ecstasy.

Draco enjoyed that look on Harry's face. He worked his thumbs into the arch of his lover's foot.

"Right there," Harry murmured and then groaned softly, nodding a few times.

Draco finished the first foot and moved to the second. He was amused that the noises Harry made in response to foot massages sounded a lot like the ones he made during sex.

Harry was feeling a little better, his feet not hurting him as much as they were before. "Ah, good," he whispered when Draco was done with the second foot.

"Anything else I can do for you?" Draco asked.

"Stay here and keep me entertained," Harry said, trying to sit up a little more. "It's so boring up here, Draco."

"I could move you to the sofa so you can watch the telly," Draco offered, moving up to sit beside his lover.

"No, want to stay here with you," Harry said, nudging Draco gently, hoping his lover would get the hint.

Draco reached to run his fingers through Harry's hair. "So you want my attention? Just what kind of attention do you want, love?" His voice became a purr on the last part.

"We haven't shagged in a while," Harry murmured, knowing that it was mostly because it wasn't so easy for him to get comfortable now.

Draco had been feeling the lack as well, but worried about putting stress on Harry's already painful back. "Think you are up for that?"

"Yeah," Harry answered, sure that Draco would figure out some kind of position that would make it work.

Sometimes Draco thought that the huge belly should turn him off, but oddly, it didn't. His feelings for Harry just seemed to have swollen right along with it and he loved touching him. He leant forward, gently kissing his lover, his long fingers sliding down the soft skin of the other man's neck and then pressing, splayed in the centre of Harry's chest. Draco loved the feel of warm skin and the thrum of Harry's heartbeat.

Harry slid his arms around Draco to carefully pull him closer, tilting his head as they kissed. He couldn't think of a better way to be entertained.

Draco's tongue pressed inside his lover's mouth, teasing Harry's, tasting him and humming. He let his hand play over one of those now super-sensitive nipples, feeling it go taut under the pads of his fingers.

Harry gasped into the kiss, his arms tightening around Draco as he slid his tongue alongside Draco's, twining together.

Draco kissed, and sucked his lover's lips, caressing and pulling nipples and feeling his lover's body respond with those telltale little shudders.

"Draco," Harry started to moan, pulling back so that he could speak. He was hard in his pyjama bottoms, shifting to try and push them down. "More?"

Draco smiled and moved to pull the bottoms the rest of the way off, tossing them aside and then smoothing his hand over his lover's hip to the jutting shaft of Harry's cock.

Harry hissed softly and moaned, thrusting up into Draco's hand. "Yeah," he encouraged.

Draco gently pushed his lover's legs apart and cupped Harry’s balls, fingers gently stroking and pulling the soft sac. Harry's head fell back as he tried to shift his hips up a little more and Draco shifted, the swell of his own cock visible through his trousers. He gave his lover's shaft and balls gentle squeezes before sliding off the bed to remove his own clothes.

Harry watched him, shifting on the bed so that he was a little more comfortable. "How are we going to do this?" he asked.

"I could bring you off with my mouth or do you want me inside you?" Draco suggested.

"Inside," Harry answered with a nod, biting his lip.

Draco's cock twitched in agreement, hands on his hips as he considered the options. He reached his hands for Harry's. "Let's roll you on to your side," he said.

Harry gripped Draco’s hands as he turned on his side, shifting around to get a little more comfortable. "All right," he whispered, nodding up at his lover.

Draco used a couple of pillows to support Harry's head and belly and then helped him bend the upper leg, a pillow under it too. He actually liked that look, all spread and relaxed and waiting.

Harry watched him, his skin flushing a little. "You still think I'm beautiful?" he asked softly, knowing that Draco said it a lot, but he needed to hear it more often, especially now.

"Absolutely gorgeous," Draco said, his voice sounding awed and his grey eyes shining with his feelings. After giving himself another moment to admire Harry, he climbed back into the bed, reaching to cup and squeeze his lover's arse.

Harry smiled and blushed harder. "Thank you," he said softly, trying to arch back.

"Just relax," Draco told him, knowing that Harry couldn’t move very much from this position with the baby in front like that. Draco used a lube spell to slick his own fingers and then slid them down between his lover's arse cheeks, finding and rubbing his entrance.

Harry nodded and closed his eyes, easily relaxing. It wasn't difficult now, not with how gentle Draco was with him. There was a time when being touched like this would have panicked him, but those times were in the past now.

Draco pressed his face to his lover's shoulder, kissing and nipping, as his fingers slipped inside.

Harry breathed in deeply and let it out in a soft sigh, relaxing around his fingers enough so that they slid in more deeply.

Draco closed his eyes, forehead resting against his lover's shoulder as he concentrated on the feel of his fingers, opening up, and pressing that bundle of nerves inside Harry.

Harry gasped and pressed himself down further on the fingers. "Harder?" he asked, eager for more.

Draco worked in a third finger, pumping in and out of his lover. His own hips were restless now, rubbing his cock against Harry's arse cheek as he moved.

Harry whimpered and clenched around the fingers, reaching to grip the sheets. "I'm ready, I'm ready," he whispered a few times.

Harry's eagerness was always thrilling and Draco shivered as he pulled his fingers out and coated his cock with the lube. "I love you, love being with you," he whispered against Harry's shoulder as he positioned himself.

"I love you so much," Harry murmured softly, pulling his knee up so that Draco could press inside him easily.

Draco groaned as his cock sunk into his lover's body, warm and tight. His fingers curled around Harry's hip, holding gently as he began to rock, sliding in and out.

Harry moaned softly and nodded, trying to relax since he couldn’t move now. "That's good."

"Yes, always good," Draco agreed, panting against Harry's shoulder and using his hand on his lover's hip to change the angle, trying to find the right spot.

Harry groaned in agreement, wishing he could reach below his own stomach to wrap his fingers around his cock, but that just wasn't possible. His moans increased in volume when Draco started to thrust against and over that spot, shudders going through Harry’s body.

"Come for me, Harry," Draco groaned, nipping the man's shoulder as he thrust faster.

It didn't take much longer for Harry to come, crying out Draco's name as he clenched tightly around him, his body shuddering.

"Oh, love, yes," Draco gasped, thrusting several more times before he also found his release, shaking and trembling as he held on to his lover.

"Oh, Draco," Harry sighed softly, panting. He felt better than good; he felt perfect like this. "Love you."

Draco didn't pull back. Instead he wrapped his arms around his lover, hand on Harry's belly and face pressed against his lover's neck, nuzzling his hair. "Mine," he whispered.

"Yours," Harry murmured, resting his hands on top of Draco's. "Ours."

Draco smiled, a small breath of a laugh at that. "Yes, ours."

[They always find a way, don't they?]

Chapter 28

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