Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 79
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dracoharry100Title: Harry Potter, Wardsmith. Part 79
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x4 (three for success, 1 for found)
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: accident
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated R
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!
This fic is also coming to an end!
Summary: After they've relaxed a while in the tub, Harry decides to bring something up....
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 78: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/300296.html#cutid1
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“Merlin, Harry,” Draco said. “Nothing by halves, eh?”
“Too much?” Harry said, cuddling Draco. He put his face in Draco’s neck and murmured a spell to warm the bathwater once again.
“No,” Draco said, turning in Harry’s arms. “No. Not too much. You are…” he paused and inhaled enough to expand his ribcage. “You are a lot,” he said, and chuckled lightly. “I can admit that.”
“So can I,” Harry said, sounding sheepish and still cuddled into Draco’s neck.
“But you’re also… amazing,” Draco finished. “If you were trying to get me to fall for you, Harry. Well. You’ve succeeded.”
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“Brilliant,” Harry said mildly. “My evil plan succeeded.” His deadpan delivery was belied by tight arms around Draco’s torso and a firming erection at Draco’s entrance.
“Evil plan my arse,” Draco dismissed. “You’re clearly—ayh!?”
“I do love your arse…” Harry said, squirming behind Draco.
“Yes, the way you’re attempting to enter it right now gives you away,” Draco said, aiming for a stern tone and failing.
“Not… enter, exactly,” Harry said, pretending innocence. “Just… get closer.”
“Waterproof lube?” Draco said, because whatever Harry said, this felt like it was about to become anal sex, and he was… not opposed.
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They ended up in bed, as waterproof lube was neither to be found nor conjured. Draco was not opposed to this, either. Neither had Harry been, judging by the goofy grin he sported now in their post-coital glow. The way he was caressing Draco’s face and offering intermittent kisses seemed a good indicator as well.
“I feel the same, you know,” Draco said, feeling uncharacteristically secure. “I didn’t need a man. I wasn’t pining for a boyfriend. I was proud of my work and enjoying life. But I think this relationship…”
He paused, and Harry squeezed his hand in encouragement.
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“I think this relationship,” Draco continued, forging past old habits of uncertainty and the longstanding assumption that he wasn’t wanted, “has tremendous potential for success. And so, I was wondering, if…”
“Yes?” Harry encouraged again, clearly eager to hear more.
“I was wondering if you would consider moving into the Manor with me,” Draco finished. He exhaled then, quiet but obvious, and looked at the ceiling.
Harry gently turned Draco’s face with his hand and smiled when they made eye contact. “I absolutely would consider it,” he said. “I was planning tonight to ask you to move to HillSide, actually.”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/304422.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x4 (three for success, 1 for found)
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: accident
Rating for this series: Rated NC-17
Rating for this post: Rated R
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!
This fic is also coming to an end!
Summary: After they've relaxed a while in the tub, Harry decides to bring something up....
Part 1: http://dracoharry100.livejournal.com/1154283.html
Part 78: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/300296.html#cutid1
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“Merlin, Harry,” Draco said. “Nothing by halves, eh?”
“Too much?” Harry said, cuddling Draco. He put his face in Draco’s neck and murmured a spell to warm the bathwater once again.
“No,” Draco said, turning in Harry’s arms. “No. Not too much. You are…” he paused and inhaled enough to expand his ribcage. “You are a lot,” he said, and chuckled lightly. “I can admit that.”
“So can I,” Harry said, sounding sheepish and still cuddled into Draco’s neck.
“But you’re also… amazing,” Draco finished. “If you were trying to get me to fall for you, Harry. Well. You’ve succeeded.”
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“Brilliant,” Harry said mildly. “My evil plan succeeded.” His deadpan delivery was belied by tight arms around Draco’s torso and a firming erection at Draco’s entrance.
“Evil plan my arse,” Draco dismissed. “You’re clearly—ayh!?”
“I do love your arse…” Harry said, squirming behind Draco.
“Yes, the way you’re attempting to enter it right now gives you away,” Draco said, aiming for a stern tone and failing.
“Not… enter, exactly,” Harry said, pretending innocence. “Just… get closer.”
“Waterproof lube?” Draco said, because whatever Harry said, this felt like it was about to become anal sex, and he was… not opposed.
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They ended up in bed, as waterproof lube was neither to be found nor conjured. Draco was not opposed to this, either. Neither had Harry been, judging by the goofy grin he sported now in their post-coital glow. The way he was caressing Draco’s face and offering intermittent kisses seemed a good indicator as well.
“I feel the same, you know,” Draco said, feeling uncharacteristically secure. “I didn’t need a man. I wasn’t pining for a boyfriend. I was proud of my work and enjoying life. But I think this relationship…”
He paused, and Harry squeezed his hand in encouragement.
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“I think this relationship,” Draco continued, forging past old habits of uncertainty and the longstanding assumption that he wasn’t wanted, “has tremendous potential for success. And so, I was wondering, if…”
“Yes?” Harry encouraged again, clearly eager to hear more.
“I was wondering if you would consider moving into the Manor with me,” Draco finished. He exhaled then, quiet but obvious, and looked at the ceiling.
Harry gently turned Draco’s face with his hand and smiled when they made eye contact. “I absolutely would consider it,” he said. “I was planning tonight to ask you to move to HillSide, actually.”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/304422.html#cutid1
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