Happy Post #4
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♥ THIS ICON! Thanksarabella_hope!
♥ CARDS! Frommadeleneg (SO PRETTY!) and missdewey (Loving polar bears ftw!) Thank you :)
♥rejeneration is pretty much amazing (as is memphis86):
More fun than you can have with skinmags and shaving gel!
♥ One of the hotties at work playing with a little boy! I want the boys as daddies now!
Formnemosime
Jared could sit there and kiss Jensen for hours at a time. It wasn’t just because of his lips, though that was a factor, but because Jensen was an amazing kisser. He’s alternate between slow licks and kissing deep in between hard, fast, and dirty kisses. Each kiss would leave Jared breathless and aching for more. Sometimes Jensen would crawl atop of Jared, or the other way around, and they’d rub against each other desperate to get off. That could lead to more and they’d head to the bedroom to finish. But usually they were just content in getting lost in each other.
Formicolerose
It was over. Three long years together and it was over with a couple of harsh words and a whispered, Harry, I can’t. I can’t marry you.. Harry had seen a future with Draco and it was thrown away because apparently Draco didn’t see the same thing he did. Harry was slowly drinking himself into a stupor, deriding himself and scoffing now and again at how much of an idiot he was to think that three years meant something.
He felt a hand pushing at his shoulder and shrugged it off, he was seriously not in the mood. The hand came back and pushed harder and Harry turned around, a “What?” on his lips that died as he saw the love of his love. Correction, what he thought was the love of his life.
Draco looked paler than usual, eyes bloodshot, hair in disarray, and he was anxiously wringing his hands. It was not the Draco that Harry knew who was always immaculate.
“What do you want?” Harry slurred.
Draco jumped just a little and when he spoke, it was fast, “I’m sorry. I do want to marry you, I can’t imagine my life without you. I’m just…scared.”
Harry looked at him slack jawed, “Scared?”
“Yeah. Me, Draco Malfoy, Death Eater, scared. Harry, it’s always been you. Since school, since that day I met you! These three years have been amazing and I’ve always been waiting for the other shoe to drop. If we got married and then you finally came to your senses, I couldn’t handle that. I just couldn’t. So I thought I’d leave you now, save myself the heartache.”
Harry tried to interrupt at this point, but Draco wouldn’t have it.
“And I’m so sorry I did that. I’d rather have a taste of the happiness and it gone then never having at all. So I’m begging,” and Draco goes down on one knee, “Harry James Potter, will you marry me?”
Harry looks down at him, mouth open in shock. He kneels down too and embraces Draco, because even if he is still upset and even if Draco is nowhere near forgiven, it’s a start. “Yes, a thousand times yes,” he whispers.
bobbinrob got me a pony! Everyone's dream at one point or another. Thank you!♥ THIS ICON! Thanks
arabella_hope!♥ CARDS! From
madeleneg (SO PRETTY!) and missdewey (Loving polar bears ftw!) Thank you :)♥
rejeneration is pretty much amazing (as is memphis86):More fun than you can have with skinmags and shaving gel!
♥ One of the hotties at work playing with a little boy! I want the boys as daddies now!
For
mnemosimeJared could sit there and kiss Jensen for hours at a time. It wasn’t just because of his lips, though that was a factor, but because Jensen was an amazing kisser. He’s alternate between slow licks and kissing deep in between hard, fast, and dirty kisses. Each kiss would leave Jared breathless and aching for more. Sometimes Jensen would crawl atop of Jared, or the other way around, and they’d rub against each other desperate to get off. That could lead to more and they’d head to the bedroom to finish. But usually they were just content in getting lost in each other.
For
micolerose It was over. Three long years together and it was over with a couple of harsh words and a whispered, Harry, I can’t. I can’t marry you.. Harry had seen a future with Draco and it was thrown away because apparently Draco didn’t see the same thing he did. Harry was slowly drinking himself into a stupor, deriding himself and scoffing now and again at how much of an idiot he was to think that three years meant something.
He felt a hand pushing at his shoulder and shrugged it off, he was seriously not in the mood. The hand came back and pushed harder and Harry turned around, a “What?” on his lips that died as he saw the love of his love. Correction, what he thought was the love of his life.
Draco looked paler than usual, eyes bloodshot, hair in disarray, and he was anxiously wringing his hands. It was not the Draco that Harry knew who was always immaculate.
“What do you want?” Harry slurred.
Draco jumped just a little and when he spoke, it was fast, “I’m sorry. I do want to marry you, I can’t imagine my life without you. I’m just…scared.”
Harry looked at him slack jawed, “Scared?”
“Yeah. Me, Draco Malfoy, Death Eater, scared. Harry, it’s always been you. Since school, since that day I met you! These three years have been amazing and I’ve always been waiting for the other shoe to drop. If we got married and then you finally came to your senses, I couldn’t handle that. I just couldn’t. So I thought I’d leave you now, save myself the heartache.”
Harry tried to interrupt at this point, but Draco wouldn’t have it.
“And I’m so sorry I did that. I’d rather have a taste of the happiness and it gone then never having at all. So I’m begging,” and Draco goes down on one knee, “Harry James Potter, will you marry me?”
Harry looks down at him, mouth open in shock. He kneels down too and embraces Draco, because even if he is still upset and even if Draco is nowhere near forgiven, it’s a start. “Yes, a thousand times yes,” he whispers.
