Title: Aruba
Rating: light R
Pairing: H/D
Words: 169
Warnings: Slash (finally), fluff, mild crack
Summary: Harry and Draco take a vacation.
Beta: None.
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A/N: This is for AWDT in which the prompt was "The Lobster Thermidor looks delicious."
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"Remind me why we're in Aruba again," Harry pleaded to Draco with child-like eyes.
"Because we deserve it," Draco stated simply.
When Harry didn't respond, Draco cupped his chin with his fingers and raised his to his. "You deserve it, Harry. If anyone deserves the time off, it's you."
Harry flashed an innocent smile before raising his menu and scanning his options for this evening dinner.
"The Lobster Thermidor looks delicious," Draco commented as a waiter walked by with another table's order.
Harry's eyes grew dark as he eyed the blonde across from him. "You look delicious."
Draco's menu dropped from his hands and his eyes sprung open widely at the statement. The foot tenderly stroking his right calf wasn't necessarily helping either.
"I suppose we can get our dinner to go then," Draco squeaked as Harry's shoeless foot began to massage his crotch.
"I think I remembered why we came to Aruba now?"
"The fine restaurants?" Draco asked, swallowing the sudden lump in his throat.
"The hotel rooms..."
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I had no idea what to do for this prompt and when I looked up Lobster Thermidor, this popped in my head. Going from the last entry turned in for last challenge to the first this time is surprising. Yey for my new muse!
Let's just hope it keeps up...
-Elle