Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 35
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dracoharry100Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 35.
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: hero
Rating for this post: Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they belong to the clever Scottish lady. I just bend them and love them. Please don't smack me for playing. It isn't like I am going to earn any money from this!
Author's note: Comments are love!
Summary: Harry has an idea he thinks Draco might like. Draco likes it.
Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 34: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163074.html#cutid1
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Harry was standing (barely). His back to his sink, cock out, brain nearly off. “Good,” he wheezed. Draco teased, tormented him with lips and tongue. The back of his throat. Fingertips.
“Need…” Harry choked out. Draco slowly pulled off, leaving Harry’s erection dangling -- ignored, damp and throbbing in the warm air of Harry’s kitchen.
Harry gulped in air like a drowning sailor, shook his head, refocused. Looking down, he saw Draco wore an insouciant half-smile.
“There was a time,” Harry whispered, putting fingertips to Draco’s temple, “when that look would have made me likely to explode. In a bad way.”
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“Now?” Draco’s tone, look, were somehow both defiant and insecure.
Harry pet Draco’s impossibly pale hair from his temple and tried to offer a sexy, confident smile.
“Now I want to explode all over your chest while you fuck my arse so hard I can’t remember who either of us ever used to be.”
Draco’s smile broadened, warmed. He stood with grace and pressed close, kissing Harry once. “You’ll always be my hero.” He winked.
“Come be mine,” Harry murmured.
“Fuck,” Draco said, and closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, Harry thought they were glowing silver. “Let’s Apparate.”
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36: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/190173.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: hero
Rating for this post: Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, they belong to the clever Scottish lady. I just bend them and love them. Please don't smack me for playing. It isn't like I am going to earn any money from this!
Author's note: Comments are love!
Summary: Harry has an idea he thinks Draco might like. Draco likes it.
Part one: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 34: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/163074.html#cutid1
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Harry was standing (barely). His back to his sink, cock out, brain nearly off. “Good,” he wheezed. Draco teased, tormented him with lips and tongue. The back of his throat. Fingertips.
“Need…” Harry choked out. Draco slowly pulled off, leaving Harry’s erection dangling -- ignored, damp and throbbing in the warm air of Harry’s kitchen.
Harry gulped in air like a drowning sailor, shook his head, refocused. Looking down, he saw Draco wore an insouciant half-smile.
“There was a time,” Harry whispered, putting fingertips to Draco’s temple, “when that look would have made me likely to explode. In a bad way.”
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“Now?” Draco’s tone, look, were somehow both defiant and insecure.
Harry pet Draco’s impossibly pale hair from his temple and tried to offer a sexy, confident smile.
“Now I want to explode all over your chest while you fuck my arse so hard I can’t remember who either of us ever used to be.”
Draco’s smile broadened, warmed. He stood with grace and pressed close, kissing Harry once. “You’ll always be my hero.” He winked.
“Come be mine,” Harry murmured.
“Fuck,” Draco said, and closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, Harry thought they were glowing silver. “Let’s Apparate.”
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36: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/190173.html#cutid1
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Date: 2018-01-25 05:15 pm (UTC)