Harry isn't a tactile person, Aiden is learning. He lets Aiden cuddle him after sex, if he wants to, lets him stay the night. But he never initiates, never kisses him afterward or runs his hands over him, never wants to fall asleep wrapped up together...
Aiden tries not to mind. Some people are just like that, he knows. It's not personal.
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"Merlin, Potter, you're like an octopus," Draco laughs, but he buries a hand in Harry's hair and cards his fingers through it.
Harry grins and rubs his face against Draco's chest, squeezing him tighter. "You're just so comfortable," he sighs. "And you always smell nice."
"And you're ridiculous."
"You like this," Harry smiles, relaxing his grip and pressing a kiss to the smooth skin at his collarbone. "Don't pretend you don't."
"I'll pretend whatever I like, Potter."
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More Than a Memory
FanfictionIt's been six months since Draco made the worst mistake of his life. The memories of what he's lost are enough to bring him to his knees. Harry is trying to forget and move on, but it's easier said than done. Can they find their way back to each oth...
