alisanne: Nothing and Everything, (Draco/Harry, NC-17)
Title: Nothing and Everything
Author: alisanne
Prompt Set: (50.3)
Prompt: 010: Flexible
Word Count: 100
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry struggles to figure out what it all means.
Author's Notes: Written both for this week's hd100 challenge, and for my 100quills Drarry table, prompt: Flexible.
Warnings: Graphic sex (kinda), exhibitionism.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta: sevfan
See my entire Draco/Harry prompt table HERE.
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Nothing and Everything
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Harry was sure this meant nothing. It couldn’t possibly mean anything.
The fact that Harry, in his most flexible move ever, had his legs wrapped around Draco’s waist as Draco fucked him against the club wall; that didn’t mean anything.
Draco’s overwhelming sexiness, and the fact that Harry had wanted him since he’d first seen him; that wasn’t important, either.
And when Draco finally came, biting Harry’s shoulder, making Harry arch his body hard as he, too, came... that was chemistry, nothing more.
“Come home with me,” Draco whispered.
As Harry smiled and said, “Yes,” suddenly, it all meant everything.
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Author: alisanne
Prompt Set: (50.3)
Prompt: 010: Flexible
Word Count: 100
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry struggles to figure out what it all means.
Author's Notes: Written both for this week's hd100 challenge, and for my 100quills Drarry table, prompt: Flexible.
Warnings: Graphic sex (kinda), exhibitionism.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta: sevfan
See my entire Draco/Harry prompt table HERE.
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Nothing and Everything
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Harry was sure this meant nothing. It couldn’t possibly mean anything.
The fact that Harry, in his most flexible move ever, had his legs wrapped around Draco’s waist as Draco fucked him against the club wall; that didn’t mean anything.
Draco’s overwhelming sexiness, and the fact that Harry had wanted him since he’d first seen him; that wasn’t important, either.
And when Draco finally came, biting Harry’s shoulder, making Harry arch his body hard as he, too, came... that was chemistry, nothing more.
“Come home with me,” Draco whispered.
As Harry smiled and said, “Yes,” suddenly, it all meant everything.
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