Stuck in the Middle With You, 13
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dracoharry100Title: Stuck in the Middle With You, 13
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: offer
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 12 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/342412.html#cutid1
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Harry knew he was terrible at comforting people, but holding Draco in his arms and following him around the small confines of his makeshift dance floor felt… good. For him, at least. He wondered what Draco was thinking, but couldn’t quite offer up a way to ask.
The song changed and Draco adjusted his hands on Harry. He stepped in slightly closer and Harry was treated to a whiff of Draco’s cologne.
“Why won’t you fuck me?” Draco murmured in Harry’s ear.
Harry felt his resolve waver, but refused to show it. “I absolutely will, when you’re sober,” he said.
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“Then why haven’t you offered to sober me up?” Draco murmured, again in Harry’s ear. The warmth and breathy quality of his voice was distracting, but Harry soon registered the question and paused their dance.
“S’there a spell for that?”
“Yes,” Draco said, not looking Harry in the eye.
“Is there something… wrong with it?” Harry tried. “Is it dark?”
“It is a perfectly normal spell,” Draco huffed, defensive.
“Then why haven’t I heard of it?”
Draco pulled his hands from Harry’s waist and shoulder to put them on his hips and pout. “Maybe because it isn’t dark, DADA Professor.”
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“Draco,” Harry said firmly.
“What,” Draco snapped. He pulled further into himself somehow, without moving his feet.
Harry ached with confusion. “What aren’t you telling me?”
Draco exploded. “That I want you to fuck me, all right? Are you satisfied, asshole?”
The anger was so sudden Harry could only blink, but Draco wasn’t done. He shoved a wagging finger in Harry’s face.
“You make this offer, no these offers, then you just pull back, you, you... tease! Have you just been mocking me? You dangle sex, and touch, and, and... companionship! During this horrible, lonely time! You are a liar!”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/343170.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: offer
Rating for this post: Rated PG-13
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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 12 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/342412.html#cutid1
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Harry knew he was terrible at comforting people, but holding Draco in his arms and following him around the small confines of his makeshift dance floor felt… good. For him, at least. He wondered what Draco was thinking, but couldn’t quite offer up a way to ask.
The song changed and Draco adjusted his hands on Harry. He stepped in slightly closer and Harry was treated to a whiff of Draco’s cologne.
“Why won’t you fuck me?” Draco murmured in Harry’s ear.
Harry felt his resolve waver, but refused to show it. “I absolutely will, when you’re sober,” he said.
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“Then why haven’t you offered to sober me up?” Draco murmured, again in Harry’s ear. The warmth and breathy quality of his voice was distracting, but Harry soon registered the question and paused their dance.
“S’there a spell for that?”
“Yes,” Draco said, not looking Harry in the eye.
“Is there something… wrong with it?” Harry tried. “Is it dark?”
“It is a perfectly normal spell,” Draco huffed, defensive.
“Then why haven’t I heard of it?”
Draco pulled his hands from Harry’s waist and shoulder to put them on his hips and pout. “Maybe because it isn’t dark, DADA Professor.”
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“Draco,” Harry said firmly.
“What,” Draco snapped. He pulled further into himself somehow, without moving his feet.
Harry ached with confusion. “What aren’t you telling me?”
Draco exploded. “That I want you to fuck me, all right? Are you satisfied, asshole?”
The anger was so sudden Harry could only blink, but Draco wasn’t done. He shoved a wagging finger in Harry’s face.
“You make this offer, no these offers, then you just pull back, you, you... tease! Have you just been mocking me? You dangle sex, and touch, and, and... companionship! During this horrible, lonely time! You are a liar!”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/343170.html#cutid1
