dracoharry100 | First Watch, 10

Title: First Watch, part 10
Author:

twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: difficult
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!
Rated: NC-17
Summary: This time, Harry has an idea.

Author's note: Comments are love!

Part 1: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/148593.html
Part 9: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/191736.html#cutid1

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Harry looked up from Go. “It takes almost ten minutes to do a really thorough check of the spells, yeah?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, I have an idea. Might be too difficult for you, though.” He winked.

“Oh?” Draco replied, cool unconcern layered all over him. Harry was beginning to see the tells, though. Draco was really into him. Or Harry’s dick, at least.

“Can you efficiently, accurately check all the spells while I fuck you?”

“Mm,” Draco said, clearly pretending to contemplate the idea. But Harry had not missed the way his erection had begun to fill under his summer robes.

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“I suppose.” Draco said calmly, like the answer meant nothing. “Finding out could be a fun diversion.”

They both stood, but only Harry stepped toward the surveillance display.

“What stakes were you thinking?”

“I’d say…” Harry pretended to think. “I can’t come until you’re done looking them over. And you come second, after I come, then kneel in front of you.”

“That’s some sort of… contest?” Draco said. He cocked his head and Harry was seized with a desire to kiss his neck.

“More like a fun way to prolong fucking, I guess,” Harry admitted. “We’ve got so much time.”

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Draco’s mouth twisted in dismay, for the shortest moment. Harry almost missed it.

“I am all for prolonging a fuck,” Draco said, insouciant and somehow abruptly carnal. He grazed Harry’s wrist with one fingertip, then slipped off toward the display. How did a man manage to appear simultaneously unattainable and damn near for sale?

Staring after him, Harry thought over his words. “We’ve got so much time,” he’d said. Did Draco think Harry found him a mere pastime? Was it more than that? Could it be?

Harry found it difficult, suddenly, to traverse the 20 steps to the surveillance display.

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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/200200.html#cutid1