Fic: Suprise!
Title: Suprise!
Author: Wannabedesigner
Pairing: Harry / Draco
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 895
Summary: Harry forgetting to do laundry (again), earns him an interesting present.
A/N: A huge thanks to my mentor and beta ladybahiya
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any and all characters,situations, events, plots associated with it. JK Rowling and associates(WB, Bloomsbury Publishing, Scholastic etc) own all copyright foranything that you as a reader may recognize. No copyright infringementis intended by this work in any shape or form. This piece is merely formy enjoyment and the enjoyment of other readers.
Knowing better than to wait until every stitch of clothing he had was dirty before doing laundry was something that Harry liked to pretend to accidentally forget to do. The results of this ‘forgetfulness’ often led to quite satisfying events.
Walking around the lush open air house naked wasn’t something out of the ordinary for Harry. The feeling of the air and sunlight caressing normally covered skin made Harry feel more alive and in tune with his surroundings. After all, he and Draco had been living together for nearly two years. Seeing each other naked however; they had been doing that for much, much longer. His mind conjuring up a very naked Draco, waiting and willing, Harry felt his cock twitch slightly at the memory of his and Draco’s first time together.
Damn it. All alone and no one to help me with this.., he thought as he entered the bedroom at the end of the hallway.
Lying down in the middle of their large four poster bed, Harry remembered the morning lovemaking session that had almost caused Draco to miss his train into London. The distinct scent of sex still hung in the warm air of the bedroom. Breathing deeply, each moan and kiss shared that morning came rushing back to the front of Harry’s mind. Lost in the thoughts those images produced, Harry’s hand slid absently down the flat part of his toned stomach, past the dark nest of curls to his hardening erection. Stroking himself at a slow pace, Harry closed his eyes and imagined that it was actually Draco doing the stroking. Using his other hand, Harry cupped his balls ever so lightly rolling them in his hand.
“Draco…” Harry moaned, eyes closed, his hand squeezing the base of his cock.
~
Promptly after giving Harry a goodbye kiss on the doorstep of their house, Draco walked towards the train station and called into work sick. Being the president of the company does have its perks after all. Spending the rest of the morning on the phone planning a romantic evening, complete with dinner and a moonlit carriage ride through the London countryside, Draco had decided to surprise Harry with a long afternoon of lovemaking.
Apparating back onto the doorstep of the house, Draco’s sensitive nose picked up the scent of muggle dryer sheets. Never admitting openly to it, but one of Draco’s fantasies was to take Harry while the washing machine was on the spin cycle. The sensations would feel amazing, he told himself, feeling his pants tighten slightly at the image his mind had conjured up. ‘Maybe someday’ Draco thought, pulling out his wand and casting a quick silencing charm over the house. It was suppose to be a surprise after all. Walking into the house, Draco dropped his bag and coat at the door. Loosening his tie and toeing off his shoes as he walked along the hallway towards their bedroom.
Stopping at the bedroom door, Draco leaned on the door frame jaw dropped in awe of what he saw before him. Harry was spread eagle on the bed, head thrown back against the pillows fisting his throbbing cock. His other hand was clenched in the dark blue satin sheets on the bed. A deep moan from somewhere deep inside Harry’s body escaped his lips as Draco continued to watch. Whispering a quick disrobing spell, Draco walked over towards the bed to get a better look at his lover.
A smug look spread across Draco’s lips as he could tell by watching Harry for a few moments that he was close to release. Gingerly crawling into bed with Harry, he settled in between his lover’s legs. Ghosting his fingers over Harry’s toned thighs; Draco leaned forward and swiped his tongue gently across the tip of Harry’s leaking cock. Tasting Harry’s unique flavor, a moan slipped from Draco’s lips as he could feel his own erection growing harder under him.
Placing both hands on Harry’s hips, Draco whispered. “Let me help you with that.”
Harry’s eyes flew open and he bolted upright coming nose to nose with Draco. The look in Harry’s eyes was one that Draco had seen a thousand times before. It was the unmistakable look of want, no, need of Draco more than ever. Brushing his lips with Harry’s in a very teasing manner, Draco pushed Harry back down onto the bed gently. Sliding down his lover’s body, Draco settled himself back in between Harry’s legs. Stroking his cock slowly with one hand, Draco leant down and gently flicked the tip of Harry’s cock with his tongue. A deep moan escaped Harry’s lips as he felt Draco’s tongue darting across the swollen head of his cock.
Swallowing the head of Harry’s cock, Draco swirled his tongue around, tasting more of Harry. Inching slowly down his cock, Draco pulled more of Harry into his mouth. Relishing in the full feeling of having Harry in his mouth, Draco started moving his head up and down along Harry’s length. Using one hand, Draco cupped Harry’s balls in the palm of his hand, rolling them, teasingly. Draco licked up the length of Harry once more as he came long and hard, moaning Draco’s name in the most delicious way possible.
Crawling up the bed to lay next to Harry, Draco said, a smug look on his face. “Happy birthday Harry.”
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Author: Wannabedesigner
Pairing: Harry / Draco
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 895
Summary: Harry forgetting to do laundry (again), earns him an interesting present.
A/N: A huge thanks to my mentor and beta ladybahiya
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any and all characters,situations, events, plots associated with it. JK Rowling and associates(WB, Bloomsbury Publishing, Scholastic etc) own all copyright foranything that you as a reader may recognize. No copyright infringementis intended by this work in any shape or form. This piece is merely formy enjoyment and the enjoyment of other readers.
Knowing better than to wait until every stitch of clothing he had was dirty before doing laundry was something that Harry liked to pretend to accidentally forget to do. The results of this ‘forgetfulness’ often led to quite satisfying events.
Walking around the lush open air house naked wasn’t something out of the ordinary for Harry. The feeling of the air and sunlight caressing normally covered skin made Harry feel more alive and in tune with his surroundings. After all, he and Draco had been living together for nearly two years. Seeing each other naked however; they had been doing that for much, much longer. His mind conjuring up a very naked Draco, waiting and willing, Harry felt his cock twitch slightly at the memory of his and Draco’s first time together.
Damn it. All alone and no one to help me with this.., he thought as he entered the bedroom at the end of the hallway.
Lying down in the middle of their large four poster bed, Harry remembered the morning lovemaking session that had almost caused Draco to miss his train into London. The distinct scent of sex still hung in the warm air of the bedroom. Breathing deeply, each moan and kiss shared that morning came rushing back to the front of Harry’s mind. Lost in the thoughts those images produced, Harry’s hand slid absently down the flat part of his toned stomach, past the dark nest of curls to his hardening erection. Stroking himself at a slow pace, Harry closed his eyes and imagined that it was actually Draco doing the stroking. Using his other hand, Harry cupped his balls ever so lightly rolling them in his hand.
“Draco…” Harry moaned, eyes closed, his hand squeezing the base of his cock.
~
Promptly after giving Harry a goodbye kiss on the doorstep of their house, Draco walked towards the train station and called into work sick. Being the president of the company does have its perks after all. Spending the rest of the morning on the phone planning a romantic evening, complete with dinner and a moonlit carriage ride through the London countryside, Draco had decided to surprise Harry with a long afternoon of lovemaking.
Apparating back onto the doorstep of the house, Draco’s sensitive nose picked up the scent of muggle dryer sheets. Never admitting openly to it, but one of Draco’s fantasies was to take Harry while the washing machine was on the spin cycle. The sensations would feel amazing, he told himself, feeling his pants tighten slightly at the image his mind had conjured up. ‘Maybe someday’ Draco thought, pulling out his wand and casting a quick silencing charm over the house. It was suppose to be a surprise after all. Walking into the house, Draco dropped his bag and coat at the door. Loosening his tie and toeing off his shoes as he walked along the hallway towards their bedroom.
Stopping at the bedroom door, Draco leaned on the door frame jaw dropped in awe of what he saw before him. Harry was spread eagle on the bed, head thrown back against the pillows fisting his throbbing cock. His other hand was clenched in the dark blue satin sheets on the bed. A deep moan from somewhere deep inside Harry’s body escaped his lips as Draco continued to watch. Whispering a quick disrobing spell, Draco walked over towards the bed to get a better look at his lover.
A smug look spread across Draco’s lips as he could tell by watching Harry for a few moments that he was close to release. Gingerly crawling into bed with Harry, he settled in between his lover’s legs. Ghosting his fingers over Harry’s toned thighs; Draco leaned forward and swiped his tongue gently across the tip of Harry’s leaking cock. Tasting Harry’s unique flavor, a moan slipped from Draco’s lips as he could feel his own erection growing harder under him.
Placing both hands on Harry’s hips, Draco whispered. “Let me help you with that.”
Harry’s eyes flew open and he bolted upright coming nose to nose with Draco. The look in Harry’s eyes was one that Draco had seen a thousand times before. It was the unmistakable look of want, no, need of Draco more than ever. Brushing his lips with Harry’s in a very teasing manner, Draco pushed Harry back down onto the bed gently. Sliding down his lover’s body, Draco settled himself back in between Harry’s legs. Stroking his cock slowly with one hand, Draco leant down and gently flicked the tip of Harry’s cock with his tongue. A deep moan escaped Harry’s lips as he felt Draco’s tongue darting across the swollen head of his cock.
Swallowing the head of Harry’s cock, Draco swirled his tongue around, tasting more of Harry. Inching slowly down his cock, Draco pulled more of Harry into his mouth. Relishing in the full feeling of having Harry in his mouth, Draco started moving his head up and down along Harry’s length. Using one hand, Draco cupped Harry’s balls in the palm of his hand, rolling them, teasingly. Draco licked up the length of Harry once more as he came long and hard, moaning Draco’s name in the most delicious way possible.
Crawling up the bed to lay next to Harry, Draco said, a smug look on his face. “Happy birthday Harry.”
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