Apologies
Title: Apologies
Authors: critterel
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Explicit sex. Yes, a little.
Word Count: 1108
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of these characters, I just play with them and like to see what they would do in possible scenarios. I make no money off any writing that I do.
Summary: Harry has embarrassed Draco in a public place, can he manage to win back his favor with an apology or two?
Authors' Notes: Much love to noeon. This was written in honor of her and from a picture posted on her journal. (So you can see it the "Draco" photo is attached at the bottom.) I hope this cheers her up. I have never written H/D before although I love to read it. I hope she knows she has inspired me to push past yet another of my barriers. : )
Harry entered the elevator, nervously carrying his peace offering. He knew he'd really blown it last night but perhaps it wasn't too late to make it up to Draco? At the second floor the door opened, allowing in one of the last people he wanted to see. An elegant eyebrow raised mockingly as the handsome blond drawled, “Coffee, Potter? Surely you could have come up would something far better? Only a day after you humiliate my son and you dare to show your face here with an offering of coffee?”
Knowing Lucius wanted more than anything for him to be as far away from Draco as possible, he didn't bite. “Sir, I'd appreciate if you'd let your son decide if he accepts my apology.” And I have no intention of telling you any of the other inducements I plan to offer your son as part of my apology either, Lucius.
“I'm sure my son has had enough of being treated badly by you, Potter.” Lucius goaded, flouncing off as the elevator doors opened to the top floor.
Harry strode out as well, nervously, turning left to Lucius' right. He stopped at Draco's secretary's desk and waited as she announced him, a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He'd been such a fool to react so nervously to Draco's question the previous evening, now he may have lost him for good.
Patrice returned telling Harry, “He'll see you now hon. He's fit to bear today so...be on your guard dear.”
Harry liked the older woman, she'd always been very sweet about their relationship. “Thanks for the warning, Patrice. It's actually my fault. So, I'm going to try to fix it but if I can't don't blame Draco for things not working out, okay?” He gave her a weak grin.
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Oh honey. Good luck to you. You go get 'em, tiger. I'll see to the locking and silencing spells.” She winked and grinned, then gave Harry a hug, and pushed him towards the door.
Draco was sitting on the desk with his hands clasped between his legs, his face appeared devoid of emotion. Harry looked into his eyes and caught a quick glimpse of emotion before Draco shut it down. Okay, apology first. He took a deep breath. “I came here because I was a major jackass last night in every way. You were right, I was wrong. I don't want to lose you, Draco.” His eyes flicked up to Draco's hoping desperately to see emotion reflected there, and saw warmth returning to the grey that he loved. “Merlin, you look hot in that suit. I, just, uh, didn't expect you to become so serious quite so soon and I was just caught off guard is all.” He stopped studying his shoes and looked up at Draco's eyes again and saw laughter in them this time.
“Harry.” Draco interrupted with a lazy drawl.
“Yes.” Harry stopped his nervous rambling abruptly at the gentle tone.
“Was one of those coffees for me, or are you planning to spill them on the floor first?” Draco questioned. He was leaning back now, smirking with one lean eyebrow elegantly arched high. “And, was there anything else you had planned to ensure that I accepted this somewhat inelegant apology?”
Harry grinned. He could tell how hard Draco was trying not to laugh and he knew that Draco would know exactly what type of apology he would be planning to offer, particularly as he could see how hard Draco was getting in those gorgeous dark trousers he was sporting. “Well Mr. Executive, besides the 'inelegant apology' that I had planned,” he paused to step closer to Draco so he was sitting right next to him, “I wanted to kiss you,” he kissed Draco, then said a little more quietly into his ear, “And, I wanted to tell you that, yes, I want to bond with you.”
“You're serious?” Draco asked, looking into his eyes, “You're not just saying this because I wanted it?”
“Dead serious. I think I've always wanted a family. You just really shocked me last night. Once I had time to think, I'm really thrilled about it-it's brilliant Draco.” Harry said. Placing a hand around Draco's neck and snogging him enthusiastically once again.
“You do know Father will be absolutely pissed about this!” Draco added, his eyes sparkling.
“You see, there are all kinds of wonderful things about it!” Harry stated happily.
“Now, what were the other things you were going to do for this apology?” Draco asked, grinning.
“They could always be celebratory things as well, either way, Love.” Harry replied. He reached across as he was talking and undid the placket on Draco's trousers, his hand caressing Draco's hard length hungrily. He'd felt the lack of Draco in his bed last evening.
“Was that one of the 'apologies'?” Draco asked, with a smirk.
“Perhaps, as well as a celebration and a 'I-missed-you-last-night-ever-so-much-Draco-don't-ever-be-gone-again'--can you think of any other things we should call it?” Harry enquired, returning to his task with great enthusiasm. He stood up from the desk and knelt in front of Draco taking him into his mouth. After just one night away, he longed to nuzzle his face against Draco's sac; to lick and smell that that was only his; to feel the silky soft skin of his cock against his face before he took it between his lips to lick and suck at it. He loved to look up and see the look on Draco's face--to know it was him, Harry, that could make Malfoy Ice Prince totally lose control.
“OH Merlin, HARRY!” Draco called out as he came down Harry's throat. Harry licked the last drops off the top and grinned as Draco shuddered. It was good to be home.
After a few moments, Draco had recovered enough to get down off the desk and join Harry on the floor. He pulled Harry to him and kissed him deeply. “What do you need, love? Hmm?” Draco asked his hand caressing Harry's face.
Harry chuckled. “It is most kind of you to ask, love. But I actually got off when you did. I think I just missed you too damn bad. Let's not do this separation thing again, okay? I think I prefer the consistent sex thing we've been doing.” He grinned.
Draco laughed. “I have to agree, it's far better for my temperament as well. I think poor Patrice would agree.”
Authors: critterel
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Explicit sex. Yes, a little.
Word Count: 1108
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of these characters, I just play with them and like to see what they would do in possible scenarios. I make no money off any writing that I do.
Summary: Harry has embarrassed Draco in a public place, can he manage to win back his favor with an apology or two?
Authors' Notes: Much love to noeon. This was written in honor of her and from a picture posted on her journal. (So you can see it the "Draco" photo is attached at the bottom.) I hope this cheers her up. I have never written H/D before although I love to read it. I hope she knows she has inspired me to push past yet another of my barriers. : )
Harry entered the elevator, nervously carrying his peace offering. He knew he'd really blown it last night but perhaps it wasn't too late to make it up to Draco? At the second floor the door opened, allowing in one of the last people he wanted to see. An elegant eyebrow raised mockingly as the handsome blond drawled, “Coffee, Potter? Surely you could have come up would something far better? Only a day after you humiliate my son and you dare to show your face here with an offering of coffee?”
Knowing Lucius wanted more than anything for him to be as far away from Draco as possible, he didn't bite. “Sir, I'd appreciate if you'd let your son decide if he accepts my apology.” And I have no intention of telling you any of the other inducements I plan to offer your son as part of my apology either, Lucius.
“I'm sure my son has had enough of being treated badly by you, Potter.” Lucius goaded, flouncing off as the elevator doors opened to the top floor.
Harry strode out as well, nervously, turning left to Lucius' right. He stopped at Draco's secretary's desk and waited as she announced him, a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He'd been such a fool to react so nervously to Draco's question the previous evening, now he may have lost him for good.
Patrice returned telling Harry, “He'll see you now hon. He's fit to bear today so...be on your guard dear.”
Harry liked the older woman, she'd always been very sweet about their relationship. “Thanks for the warning, Patrice. It's actually my fault. So, I'm going to try to fix it but if I can't don't blame Draco for things not working out, okay?” He gave her a weak grin.
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Oh honey. Good luck to you. You go get 'em, tiger. I'll see to the locking and silencing spells.” She winked and grinned, then gave Harry a hug, and pushed him towards the door.
Draco was sitting on the desk with his hands clasped between his legs, his face appeared devoid of emotion. Harry looked into his eyes and caught a quick glimpse of emotion before Draco shut it down. Okay, apology first. He took a deep breath. “I came here because I was a major jackass last night in every way. You were right, I was wrong. I don't want to lose you, Draco.” His eyes flicked up to Draco's hoping desperately to see emotion reflected there, and saw warmth returning to the grey that he loved. “Merlin, you look hot in that suit. I, just, uh, didn't expect you to become so serious quite so soon and I was just caught off guard is all.” He stopped studying his shoes and looked up at Draco's eyes again and saw laughter in them this time.
“Harry.” Draco interrupted with a lazy drawl.
“Yes.” Harry stopped his nervous rambling abruptly at the gentle tone.
“Was one of those coffees for me, or are you planning to spill them on the floor first?” Draco questioned. He was leaning back now, smirking with one lean eyebrow elegantly arched high. “And, was there anything else you had planned to ensure that I accepted this somewhat inelegant apology?”
Harry grinned. He could tell how hard Draco was trying not to laugh and he knew that Draco would know exactly what type of apology he would be planning to offer, particularly as he could see how hard Draco was getting in those gorgeous dark trousers he was sporting. “Well Mr. Executive, besides the 'inelegant apology' that I had planned,” he paused to step closer to Draco so he was sitting right next to him, “I wanted to kiss you,” he kissed Draco, then said a little more quietly into his ear, “And, I wanted to tell you that, yes, I want to bond with you.”
“You're serious?” Draco asked, looking into his eyes, “You're not just saying this because I wanted it?”
“Dead serious. I think I've always wanted a family. You just really shocked me last night. Once I had time to think, I'm really thrilled about it-it's brilliant Draco.” Harry said. Placing a hand around Draco's neck and snogging him enthusiastically once again.
“You do know Father will be absolutely pissed about this!” Draco added, his eyes sparkling.
“You see, there are all kinds of wonderful things about it!” Harry stated happily.
“Now, what were the other things you were going to do for this apology?” Draco asked, grinning.
“They could always be celebratory things as well, either way, Love.” Harry replied. He reached across as he was talking and undid the placket on Draco's trousers, his hand caressing Draco's hard length hungrily. He'd felt the lack of Draco in his bed last evening.
“Was that one of the 'apologies'?” Draco asked, with a smirk.
“Perhaps, as well as a celebration and a 'I-missed-you-last-night-ever-so-much-Draco-don't-ever-be-gone-again'--can you think of any other things we should call it?” Harry enquired, returning to his task with great enthusiasm. He stood up from the desk and knelt in front of Draco taking him into his mouth. After just one night away, he longed to nuzzle his face against Draco's sac; to lick and smell that that was only his; to feel the silky soft skin of his cock against his face before he took it between his lips to lick and suck at it. He loved to look up and see the look on Draco's face--to know it was him, Harry, that could make Malfoy Ice Prince totally lose control.
“OH Merlin, HARRY!” Draco called out as he came down Harry's throat. Harry licked the last drops off the top and grinned as Draco shuddered. It was good to be home.
After a few moments, Draco had recovered enough to get down off the desk and join Harry on the floor. He pulled Harry to him and kissed him deeply. “What do you need, love? Hmm?” Draco asked his hand caressing Harry's face.
Harry chuckled. “It is most kind of you to ask, love. But I actually got off when you did. I think I just missed you too damn bad. Let's not do this separation thing again, okay? I think I prefer the consistent sex thing we've been doing.” He grinned.
Draco laughed. “I have to agree, it's far better for my temperament as well. I think poor Patrice would agree.”