"Relevant." (Wanting Harry pt 65)
Title: Relevant
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville. Harry.
Rating: PG-13
Challenge(s): "Scatter" for
neville100 |
neville100 +Challenge Prompt 405: Gift for
harry100.
Word count: 100x5
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Part 65 of Wanting Harry series.
>>Free tonight?<<
Neville sent an owl to both Harry and Draco respectively. He didn't know how Harry filled his days now he was off the Aurors and Draco was always free, spoiled brat that he was.
He laughed to himself at the thought. He couldn't believe they'd come to be like this. Everything in the beginning had been so scattered; things were still uncertain but he felt confident with what they had. With where they were going, for the time being, anyway.
Draco's owl came first.
>>I need to go inspect a property with Pansy for her new business but I should be free after nine o'clock. See you at H's?<<
Harry replied an hour after Draco.
>>Yes! Just got done w/ my visit at the Weasleys for the 77th time this week. Could use a friendly face to kiss. Or two. Come at six. I've stocked up on French wine.<<
When Neville arrived at Harry's, fifteen minutes after six o'clock, Harry was alone as expected. He looked like he was trying to cook but it'd been a disaster.
"I'm trying this new recipe but…maybe I should leave all the cooking to Draco," he said.
"Yeah, maybe…" Neville kissed Harry's cheek and looked at the mess. "What were you trying to make?"
"I don't even know…" Harry huffed. "Calzones from scratch?" he said more as a question than an answer. "But I don't think I used enough eggs or too much flour."
"I'll say…" Neville laughed. He wiped the flour off Harry's cheek, kissing kissed it again. "You're looking ridiculously hot in this apron, by the way… It's almost as if you're gift wrapped for me…"
Neville ran his fingers through Harry's hair and Harry leaned into the touch.
"Is it crazy to have missed you when you've only been gone for a day?"
Neville shook his head only to realise Harry's eyes were closed. "No. I've missed you two terribly. When you sent the care package at work for my team… I wanted to see you immediately. I wanted to thank you. Properly."
"How's that?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around Neville's neck, pulling him close.
"Thanking you?" Neville asked, curiously. "In any way you two would have me."
"Malfoy's going to be forever," Harry said, sounding impatient. "I want you now."
"I thought…we could. If that's alright?"
"Of course…" Harry said, kissing Neville. "I want you all to myself right now."
Harry grabbed Neville, dragging him to the bedroom; they fell on the soft bed which oddly felt huge without Draco there. Harry wrapped his legs around Neville's waist as Neville undid the knot of Harry's apron and they removed it. Slowly, Neville unbuttoned Harry's shirt and removed that, as well.
"You're taking your sweet time," Harry said, impatient.
"It's my first… with you. I want… I want to make sure you'll be happy."
"Neville…" Harry said softly. In a moment's notice they were chest to chest and hard as a rock. Their fun already starting. This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/815551.html. Thanks for reading
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Character(s): Neville. Harry.
Rating: PG-13
Challenge(s): "Scatter" for
neville100 |
neville100 +Challenge Prompt 405: Gift for
harry100.
Word count: 100x5
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Part 65 of Wanting Harry series.
>>Free tonight?<<
Neville sent an owl to both Harry and Draco respectively. He didn't know how Harry filled his days now he was off the Aurors and Draco was always free, spoiled brat that he was.
He laughed to himself at the thought. He couldn't believe they'd come to be like this. Everything in the beginning had been so scattered; things were still uncertain but he felt confident with what they had. With where they were going, for the time being, anyway.
Draco's owl came first.
>>I need to go inspect a property with Pansy for her new business but I should be free after nine o'clock. See you at H's?<<
Harry replied an hour after Draco.
>>Yes! Just got done w/ my visit at the Weasleys for the 77th time this week. Could use a friendly face to kiss. Or two. Come at six. I've stocked up on French wine.<<
When Neville arrived at Harry's, fifteen minutes after six o'clock, Harry was alone as expected. He looked like he was trying to cook but it'd been a disaster.
"I'm trying this new recipe but…maybe I should leave all the cooking to Draco," he said.
"Yeah, maybe…" Neville kissed Harry's cheek and looked at the mess. "What were you trying to make?"
"I don't even know…" Harry huffed. "Calzones from scratch?" he said more as a question than an answer. "But I don't think I used enough eggs or too much flour."
"I'll say…" Neville laughed. He wiped the flour off Harry's cheek, kissing kissed it again. "You're looking ridiculously hot in this apron, by the way… It's almost as if you're gift wrapped for me…"
Neville ran his fingers through Harry's hair and Harry leaned into the touch.
"Is it crazy to have missed you when you've only been gone for a day?"
Neville shook his head only to realise Harry's eyes were closed. "No. I've missed you two terribly. When you sent the care package at work for my team… I wanted to see you immediately. I wanted to thank you. Properly."
"How's that?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around Neville's neck, pulling him close.
"Thanking you?" Neville asked, curiously. "In any way you two would have me."
"Malfoy's going to be forever," Harry said, sounding impatient. "I want you now."
"I thought…we could. If that's alright?"
"Of course…" Harry said, kissing Neville. "I want you all to myself right now."
Harry grabbed Neville, dragging him to the bedroom; they fell on the soft bed which oddly felt huge without Draco there. Harry wrapped his legs around Neville's waist as Neville undid the knot of Harry's apron and they removed it. Slowly, Neville unbuttoned Harry's shirt and removed that, as well.
"You're taking your sweet time," Harry said, impatient.
"It's my first… with you. I want… I want to make sure you'll be happy."
"Neville…" Harry said softly. In a moment's notice they were chest to chest and hard as a rock. Their fun already starting. This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/815551.html. Thanks for reading