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twisted_miracle ([personal profile] twisted_miracle) wrote in [community profile] dracoharry1002021-03-07 05:29 pm
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Stuck in the Middle With You, 42

Title: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 42
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x3
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: drop
Rating for the fic in total: BIG FAT R
Rating for this post:? very much 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 41 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/380961.html#cutid1




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They dropped and soared, raced and drifted lazily. There was plenty of teasing and all manner of physical taunting. Eventually Harry managed to catch the snitch, perhaps because he was the better player, and perhaps because he’d playfully flirted with Draco to the point of distracting him.

“You want,” Harry paused to wipe the sweat from his forehead before it could fall into his eyes again. “Uh, you want best two out of three?”

Draco looked interested for a moment, then he slowly shook his head. “No. I want a shower,” he said. “In the student changing rooms. With you.”

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“You have the best damn ideas,” Harry hissed, then dropped swiftly from the sky and made a beeline for the Quidditch Changing Room.

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I definitely fantasized about this when we were teenagers, Harry realized, trying not to slam his head into the tiled wall behind him as Draco took Harry’s cock well into the confines of his throat.

Draco stopped fellating him and stood before Harry could come; then he turned away, braced his hands against the wall, and offered himself to Harry, who eagerly accepted. He conjured lube, slid in slowly, then reached around to caress Draco’s hard cock.

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“Come in me,” Draco begged. Harry filled Draco with wet bursts of thick heat, all the while jerking Draco’s dripping erection. Finally, Harry felt Draco fly over that sharp edge, even as he was relaxing down into a post-orgasmic drowsiness that made him long to Apparate directly into his cosy bed. Draco was welcome to join him, he murmured, not sure if Draco heard.

Draco’s head drooped, the hot water was washing away sweat and semen, and Harry could barely muster the spells to summon soap, but he wanted Draco to feel good, so he forced himself to finish up.


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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/383120.html#cutid1