[Lovebite]

Daniel was laid down in his nest and he sank down into the sheets and pillows that smelt like home and he whined softly once again, burying his face into his favorite pillow. The one that was wrapped in Harry's shirt and smelt so much like him, he panted and his hands went to his belly then pushed down at his pants until they were down around his knees. He pulled off his shirt, his lower lip quivering as he tried focusing on anything else besides the stickiness between his thighs. "Harry..." He whimpered, shutting his eyes tight and turning onto his other side, his back aching with the need to birth.