Fics like Less Thinking, More Feeling

“I don’t think you want to hurt me,” Harry said, and his voice was very quiet. “Hurting is not what the Veela wants with you,” Draco whispered. “What about you? What do you want?” Draco laughed, his reservations shredding. He felt a sharp pain in his back at two points. “I wanted to have a conversation before I did something foolish. But we don’t have time for a conversation. And I’m about to do something far worse than foolish.” Harry swallowed; Draco felt his throat bob under his thumb and he heard that sound bubble out of his own throat again. “I’m not leaving you, Draco,” Harry said. “Do what you want. I’m yours.” What Veela could resist those words from its mate? Draco cried out as he felt the transformation begin. The creature looked out of Draco’s eyes at Harry—except not Draco’s eyes, anymore. A third eyelid twitched over its enlarged pupil. The thumbnail—more like a talon now—on Harry’s throat tightened, just a bit, then scraped down. Harry let out a moan. “It’s okay, Draco.” Harry said, voice soft. “It’s okay. We’re together. Just you and me. I’ll keep you safe.”

Fics like Less Thinking, More Feeling

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