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Title: Stuck in Quarantine With (a surprisingly romantic) You, 50
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: Precious
Rating for this post:? Definitely still 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 49 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/388454.html#cutid1
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Harry managed to fuck Draco through another orgasm before succumbing to his own overwhelming pleasure.
“You,” Draco panted weakly, “have worn me raw.”
“I hurt you?” Harry worried.
“No,” Draco said, eyes closed. He patted vaguely at Harry’s hip. “Just… tired.”
“I’m dying for Covid to end,” Harry sighed, unable to keep it in. “Even if it did finally help us, er…”
“Become friendly?”
Harry smiled at Draco’s smirk. “Exactly,” he agreed drily.
“Me too,” Draco said. "It hasn’t been so terrible? But I miss Blaise and Pansy. Tremendously.”
“Yeah?”
“My friendship with Blaise is special, but Pansy is… precious.”
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“That sounds intense,” Harry finally said, working hard to sound merely serious. He couldn’t let any excitement show, that would be cruel and Draco wouldn’t understand. But of course Harry was excited to learn he’d guessed right about where he should send those mobiles.
“We were raised nearly as siblings,” Draco explained, rolling over to trace patterns in Harry’s chest hair. “We officially ‘met’ when I was just a week old.”
“Huh,” Harry said, surprised.
Draco snickered. “The photos are hilarious. She was eight months old already, and perched next to me she looks giant. Or I minuscule. Your choice.”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/390835.html#cutid1
Author: twisted_miracle
Team: Death Eaters
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Challenge: Precious
Rating for this post:? Definitely still 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 49 https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/388454.html#cutid1
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Harry managed to fuck Draco through another orgasm before succumbing to his own overwhelming pleasure.
“You,” Draco panted weakly, “have worn me raw.”
“I hurt you?” Harry worried.
“No,” Draco said, eyes closed. He patted vaguely at Harry’s hip. “Just… tired.”
“I’m dying for Covid to end,” Harry sighed, unable to keep it in. “Even if it did finally help us, er…”
“Become friendly?”
Harry smiled at Draco’s smirk. “Exactly,” he agreed drily.
“Me too,” Draco said. "It hasn’t been so terrible? But I miss Blaise and Pansy. Tremendously.”
“Yeah?”
“My friendship with Blaise is special, but Pansy is… precious.”
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“That sounds intense,” Harry finally said, working hard to sound merely serious. He couldn’t let any excitement show, that would be cruel and Draco wouldn’t understand. But of course Harry was excited to learn he’d guessed right about where he should send those mobiles.
“We were raised nearly as siblings,” Draco explained, rolling over to trace patterns in Harry’s chest hair. “We officially ‘met’ when I was just a week old.”
“Huh,” Harry said, surprised.
Draco snickered. “The photos are hilarious. She was eight months old already, and perched next to me she looks giant. Or I minuscule. Your choice.”
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To be Continued: https://dracoharry100.dreamwidth.org/390835.html#cutid1
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