Stuck in the Middle With You, 44
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Title: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 44
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: credit
Rating for this post:? 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 43 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/383120.html#cutid1
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So as Harry trudged back to his rooms, he considered some options for keeping busy while simultaneously helping Draco. First, he wanted to get Blaise and Pansy set up with mobiles, teach all three of them how to call and text.
Perhaps then Harry could be permitted to entertain Draco while he wasn’t on the phone with either faraway friend. With more movies on DVD in Harry’s room? More flying? Hopefully via loads of deliciously filthy sex. Who knows what kind of credit Draco might afford him, if Harry managed to get him reconnected with his friends before quarantine ended?
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Harry decided he liked this train of thought as he slowly stripped off Quidditch gear. Draco’d started out almost unbearably prickly the night before, even after his outrageous flirting on the Quidditch pitch. He’d arrived late and barely knocked, yet eventually he’d relinquished himself over to Harry’s control enough to come for him; three separate times! He’d snarked and snapped and offered no appreciation or recognition of anything Harry did, until he turned on a dime and fell asleep in Harry’s arms. The man ran hot and cold as a broken faucet.
Draco was a challenge.
Harry liked a challenge.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/384852.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: credit
Rating for this post:? 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 43 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/383120.html#cutid1
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So as Harry trudged back to his rooms, he considered some options for keeping busy while simultaneously helping Draco. First, he wanted to get Blaise and Pansy set up with mobiles, teach all three of them how to call and text.
Perhaps then Harry could be permitted to entertain Draco while he wasn’t on the phone with either faraway friend. With more movies on DVD in Harry’s room? More flying? Hopefully via loads of deliciously filthy sex. Who knows what kind of credit Draco might afford him, if Harry managed to get him reconnected with his friends before quarantine ended?
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Harry decided he liked this train of thought as he slowly stripped off Quidditch gear. Draco’d started out almost unbearably prickly the night before, even after his outrageous flirting on the Quidditch pitch. He’d arrived late and barely knocked, yet eventually he’d relinquished himself over to Harry’s control enough to come for him; three separate times! He’d snarked and snapped and offered no appreciation or recognition of anything Harry did, until he turned on a dime and fell asleep in Harry’s arms. The man ran hot and cold as a broken faucet.
Draco was a challenge.
Harry liked a challenge.
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/384852.html#cutid1
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