First Watch, 25
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dracoharry100Title: First Watch, part 25
Author:twisted_miracle
Team: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: problem
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: Rated NC-17 overall, this one R
Summary: Harry and Draco need to clear something up.
Author's note: Comments are love!
Part 1: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/148593.html
Part 24: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/263901.html#cutid1
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Draco was fastening his trousers when he realized. He’d intended to mark Harry. Dominate him. Fuck his mouth. Come on Harry’s face. He’d even had permission. Well, basically. It had been implied.
“You know—” he said with a feigned calm he hoped Harry would not see through. Harry, who lounged on his bed, completely, temptingly nude. Harry, who looked messy, fucked-out, self-satisfied and damn-near-smug.
The problem? Inside, Draco was positively fizzing with nerves.
“—you said I could come on your face, and I did not get the chance, so I should return soon, perhaps next week, and try this again.”
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Draco was pretty sure he’d spoken coolly, but he was too nervous to be quite sure of his external presentation.
He’d just had some of the best sex of his life, and the man who’d made that possible was still just resting there, smug and smiling and far too aware of Draco’s problems.
Would he get turned down? Harry had enjoyed him enough out in the woods, and tonight, also. That had been clear. But had this been a fare-thee-well? A you-were-fun, now-we’re-done? Draco raised his eyes, fearing what he might see.
He saw Harry, getting up off the bed.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/268490.html#cutid1
Author:
twisted_miracleTeam: death eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: problem
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: Rated NC-17 overall, this one R
Summary: Harry and Draco need to clear something up.
Author's note: Comments are love!
Part 1: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/148593.html
Part 24: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/263901.html#cutid1
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Draco was fastening his trousers when he realized. He’d intended to mark Harry. Dominate him. Fuck his mouth. Come on Harry’s face. He’d even had permission. Well, basically. It had been implied.
“You know—” he said with a feigned calm he hoped Harry would not see through. Harry, who lounged on his bed, completely, temptingly nude. Harry, who looked messy, fucked-out, self-satisfied and damn-near-smug.
The problem? Inside, Draco was positively fizzing with nerves.
“—you said I could come on your face, and I did not get the chance, so I should return soon, perhaps next week, and try this again.”
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Draco was pretty sure he’d spoken coolly, but he was too nervous to be quite sure of his external presentation.
He’d just had some of the best sex of his life, and the man who’d made that possible was still just resting there, smug and smiling and far too aware of Draco’s problems.
Would he get turned down? Harry had enjoyed him enough out in the woods, and tonight, also. That had been clear. But had this been a fare-thee-well? A you-were-fun, now-we’re-done? Draco raised his eyes, fearing what he might see.
He saw Harry, getting up off the bed.
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Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/268490.html#cutid1
