Stuck in the Middle With You, 41
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dracoharry100Title: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 41
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: thrive
Rating for the fic in total: BIG FAT R
Rating for this post:? low 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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 40 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/380004.html#cutid1
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“Fuck me,” Draco whispered into Harry’s mouth, and Merlin’s wand, Harry was willing to do it right there on the pitch.
“Uh, flying?” Harry asked, because if their new cooperation was going to thrive, they had to stay dressed and out of bed for at least a few hours a day. Surely?
Draco whispered, “If I win, I want you to rim me until I cry, then fuck me until I scream. If you win, what do you want?”
Harry stared blankly. “After hearing that? I have no idea,” he admitted. “Right now I can’t think about anything but... that.”
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Draco winked and stepped back, but Harry saw his tented pants and knew Draco was just as giddy about the night they had spent together as Harry was.
Damn. He really needed to text Hermione for help getting Pansy and Blaise set up with mobiles. A happy Draco was a thriving Draco, and Harry liked him so much better this way.
“Let’s just play,” he begged. “If I win, I’ll set stakes then, yeah?”
“You seriously expect me to extend you that much trust?” Draco asked. Then he gave Harry a flirtatious grin and slowly adjusted his own trouser-covered erection.
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Harry became abruptly certain he would lose this competition.
“I think you want to,” he managed to say.
“You got me,” Draco admitted, and tossed the snitch upward. They stared one another in the eye and counted to thirteen, then mounted their brooms and took off flying.
Harry flew high, Draco hovered closer to the ground, and for a few long minutes everything was calm.
Then Harry caught a glimpse of gold near the stands and took off. He sensed Draco coming up on his right.
The snitch vanished again. Harry caught his breath and laughed. Damn, this was good.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/382402.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: thrive
Rating for the fic in total: BIG FAT R
Rating for this post:? low 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!
Start here: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/329496.html
Part 40 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/380004.html#cutid1
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“Fuck me,” Draco whispered into Harry’s mouth, and Merlin’s wand, Harry was willing to do it right there on the pitch.
“Uh, flying?” Harry asked, because if their new cooperation was going to thrive, they had to stay dressed and out of bed for at least a few hours a day. Surely?
Draco whispered, “If I win, I want you to rim me until I cry, then fuck me until I scream. If you win, what do you want?”
Harry stared blankly. “After hearing that? I have no idea,” he admitted. “Right now I can’t think about anything but... that.”
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Draco winked and stepped back, but Harry saw his tented pants and knew Draco was just as giddy about the night they had spent together as Harry was.
Damn. He really needed to text Hermione for help getting Pansy and Blaise set up with mobiles. A happy Draco was a thriving Draco, and Harry liked him so much better this way.
“Let’s just play,” he begged. “If I win, I’ll set stakes then, yeah?”
“You seriously expect me to extend you that much trust?” Draco asked. Then he gave Harry a flirtatious grin and slowly adjusted his own trouser-covered erection.
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Harry became abruptly certain he would lose this competition.
“I think you want to,” he managed to say.
“You got me,” Draco admitted, and tossed the snitch upward. They stared one another in the eye and counted to thirteen, then mounted their brooms and took off flying.
Harry flew high, Draco hovered closer to the ground, and for a few long minutes everything was calm.
Then Harry caught a glimpse of gold near the stands and took off. He sensed Draco coming up on his right.
The snitch vanished again. Harry caught his breath and laughed. Damn, this was good.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/382402.html#cutid1
