Slithering, a sequel. Part 40
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Title: Slithering, a sequel - 40
Author:
twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: Rated R today, NC-17 overall
Challenge: Challenge: equal
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: Draco obeys his Mother.
Author's second Note: This is a sequel to "Slither In," which starts here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/286839.html
and ends here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/460335.html
Sequel "Slithering"
part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1207586.html
Part 39: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/208386.html#cutid1
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Finally feeling more than equal to the occasion, Draco sat on Potter’s divan and waited for the house-elf’s return. A stack of magazines was fanned out prettily on the coffee table, so he picked one up at random and started reading about Quidditch teams in Australia.
He heard a noise at the doorway, and --expecting Kreacher-- he turned toward it and smiled.
It was Harry.
Harry looked, gobsmacked, at Draco.
Draco put down the magazine and tried to think of something intelligent to say.
“You finally came,” Harry whispered, and then he was in Draco’s lap, and they were kissing.
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Draco hadn’t called here for this, but now Harry was in his arms, he found himself decidedly not equal to the task of pushing Harry away, letting Harry go, or even ending their snog.
Harry was as beautiful as Draco reluctantly recalled. He was as responsive, as eager, as good at kissing as he had been from the beginning. His ability to get Draco so hard he couldn’t think had only improved while they had been apart.
Draco was drowning.
“I want to fuck you,” he found himself saying, but he didn’t take it back.
It was true, after all.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/213769.html#cutid1
Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating: Rated R today, NC-17 overall
Challenge: Challenge: equal
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: Draco obeys his Mother.
Author's second Note: This is a sequel to "Slither In," which starts here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/286839.html
and ends here: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/460335.html
Sequel "Slithering"
part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1207586.html
Part 39: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/208386.html#cutid1
Finally feeling more than equal to the occasion, Draco sat on Potter’s divan and waited for the house-elf’s return. A stack of magazines was fanned out prettily on the coffee table, so he picked one up at random and started reading about Quidditch teams in Australia.
He heard a noise at the doorway, and --expecting Kreacher-- he turned toward it and smiled.
It was Harry.
Harry looked, gobsmacked, at Draco.
Draco put down the magazine and tried to think of something intelligent to say.
“You finally came,” Harry whispered, and then he was in Draco’s lap, and they were kissing.
Draco hadn’t called here for this, but now Harry was in his arms, he found himself decidedly not equal to the task of pushing Harry away, letting Harry go, or even ending their snog.
Harry was as beautiful as Draco reluctantly recalled. He was as responsive, as eager, as good at kissing as he had been from the beginning. His ability to get Draco so hard he couldn’t think had only improved while they had been apart.
Draco was drowning.
“I want to fuck you,” he found himself saying, but he didn’t take it back.
It was true, after all.
Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/213769.html#cutid1
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Date: 2018-05-13 01:02 am (UTC):/
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Date: 2018-05-13 05:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-14 10:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-05-14 11:59 am (UTC)(It would totally not occur to Harry that Draco is there because his mother sent him after a cookie plate.)
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Date: 2018-05-14 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-05-14 09:03 pm (UTC)However, he is definitely intelligent enough to suspect that this is a little weird, and he will start wondering. Later.