[advent] More Than Just Champagne Kisses (Harry, Sirius, Draco)
Title: More Than Just Champagne Kisses
Created by:
digthewriter
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter. (Harry, Sirius, Draco)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Content: Age difference. Strong sexual suggestion. Sexual behaviour. Mention of sexual acts. (Just covering the basis that it's PG-13 but more like Soft R.)
Word Count: 715
Summary: They kiss in another room. They have an audience.
A/N: Unbetaed. Written for Prompt 30: Champagne kisses for
adventdrabbles 2021.
Sirius grabbed Harry by the wrist and took him to the other room. He made sure to lock the door behind him before he pushed Harry against the wall, his knee in between Harry's legs and kissed him. They pressed against each other, Harry's moans getting lost in Sirius's mouth. Harry's hands pulled at Sirius's shirt, trying to find the skin so he could scrape his nails against Sirius's flesh as he loved to do when they were home alone together.
They had promised each other they were going to behave in public. These promises were the only reasons they would go out in public together, as nothing but a respectable relationship. But it'd been years after the war, and Harry finally had the chance to claim Sirius to be his. To worship the man the way Harry had wanted to worship him since forever ago.
"You broke your promise, boy…" Sirius whispered in Harry's ear, and Harry shivered. He was going to come in his pants without even being touched. It was the way Sirius talked to him, bit his ear, and pushed their hips together that Harry didn't even need to do more than to come for the man.
"What did I do?" Harry asked innocently. He knew what he'd done. As the clock was counting down to midnight and everyone around them was gathered in celebration, Harry had suggestively started to stroke the beer bottle he was holding, not taking his eyes off Sirius. He had been so bold, slightly drunk, thinking he wasn't going to get caught. He had no idea if anyone had actually seen him, except making sure Sirius had seen him. He hated how he had to hide what they shared but also knew it was good. For once, Harry's life wasn't going to be plastered in the papers and that was a relief.
"I'll put that hand to good use when we get home," growled Sirius in his ear.
"What about your hand? And what about me, right now?" Harry asked, practically begging for Sirius to do something about his erection Sirius was teasing with his knee. Harry could come riding Sirius's leg but he wanted more than a champagne kiss and a rub down. He wanted to feel Sirius's firm hands on him. If Sirius would do it, he wanted Sirius to turn him around and fuck him in this room with all the party attendees in the next.
Sirius stopped. Harry could tell this was going to be it for them. Sirius was the sensible one, most of the time, and most likely, they were going to Apparate home now to continue their fun.
"Do we leave or do we say goodbye first?" Harry asked, his lips pressed against Sirius's.
There was a bit of shuffling behind Sirius and Harry couldn't see what it was yet, but he was certain there was someone standing there. It was strange they hadn't heard the person come in. Were they already in the room when Sirius and Harry had locked themselves in?
Sirius slowly turned and Harry clung to him. Much to their surprise, Draco Malfoy was standing there. He was pressed against the door so he must have sneaked into the room without making any noise. Wanker.
"What the fuck?" Harry said, feeling angry, betrayed, and embarrassed. He had had a bit of a crush on Malfoy, since he could remember, and now Malfoy knew a secret about him. Harry was scared, what if Malfoy left the room and told everyone else what he'd seen?
"If you're going to make eyes at each other and pretend to give a hand job to a beer bottle, Potter, I would try to be more discreet."
"What do you want, Draco?" Sirius said, wrapping his arm around Harry more tightly. Shielding him.
"You know…" Malfoy drawled as he took a few steps towards them. His voice was low, and Harry thought he was imagining how it was a bit husky. Huskier than normal. "I've had my suspicions about you two… Glad to know I proved myself correct tonight."
"Congratulations," Sirius spat out. "Now kindly fuck off."
"Or…" Malfoy said, now extremely close to both Sirius and Harry and placed his hand on Sirius's shoulder. "You could take me with you." This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/866965.html. Thanks for reading
Created by:
digthewriter
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter. (Harry, Sirius, Draco)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Content: Age difference. Strong sexual suggestion. Sexual behaviour. Mention of sexual acts. (Just covering the basis that it's PG-13 but more like Soft R.)
Word Count: 715
Summary: They kiss in another room. They have an audience.
A/N: Unbetaed. Written for Prompt 30: Champagne kisses for
adventdrabbles 2021.
Sirius grabbed Harry by the wrist and took him to the other room. He made sure to lock the door behind him before he pushed Harry against the wall, his knee in between Harry's legs and kissed him. They pressed against each other, Harry's moans getting lost in Sirius's mouth. Harry's hands pulled at Sirius's shirt, trying to find the skin so he could scrape his nails against Sirius's flesh as he loved to do when they were home alone together.
They had promised each other they were going to behave in public. These promises were the only reasons they would go out in public together, as nothing but a respectable relationship. But it'd been years after the war, and Harry finally had the chance to claim Sirius to be his. To worship the man the way Harry had wanted to worship him since forever ago.
"You broke your promise, boy…" Sirius whispered in Harry's ear, and Harry shivered. He was going to come in his pants without even being touched. It was the way Sirius talked to him, bit his ear, and pushed their hips together that Harry didn't even need to do more than to come for the man.
"What did I do?" Harry asked innocently. He knew what he'd done. As the clock was counting down to midnight and everyone around them was gathered in celebration, Harry had suggestively started to stroke the beer bottle he was holding, not taking his eyes off Sirius. He had been so bold, slightly drunk, thinking he wasn't going to get caught. He had no idea if anyone had actually seen him, except making sure Sirius had seen him. He hated how he had to hide what they shared but also knew it was good. For once, Harry's life wasn't going to be plastered in the papers and that was a relief.
"I'll put that hand to good use when we get home," growled Sirius in his ear.
"What about your hand? And what about me, right now?" Harry asked, practically begging for Sirius to do something about his erection Sirius was teasing with his knee. Harry could come riding Sirius's leg but he wanted more than a champagne kiss and a rub down. He wanted to feel Sirius's firm hands on him. If Sirius would do it, he wanted Sirius to turn him around and fuck him in this room with all the party attendees in the next.
Sirius stopped. Harry could tell this was going to be it for them. Sirius was the sensible one, most of the time, and most likely, they were going to Apparate home now to continue their fun.
"Do we leave or do we say goodbye first?" Harry asked, his lips pressed against Sirius's.
There was a bit of shuffling behind Sirius and Harry couldn't see what it was yet, but he was certain there was someone standing there. It was strange they hadn't heard the person come in. Were they already in the room when Sirius and Harry had locked themselves in?
Sirius slowly turned and Harry clung to him. Much to their surprise, Draco Malfoy was standing there. He was pressed against the door so he must have sneaked into the room without making any noise. Wanker.
"What the fuck?" Harry said, feeling angry, betrayed, and embarrassed. He had had a bit of a crush on Malfoy, since he could remember, and now Malfoy knew a secret about him. Harry was scared, what if Malfoy left the room and told everyone else what he'd seen?
"If you're going to make eyes at each other and pretend to give a hand job to a beer bottle, Potter, I would try to be more discreet."
"What do you want, Draco?" Sirius said, wrapping his arm around Harry more tightly. Shielding him.
"You know…" Malfoy drawled as he took a few steps towards them. His voice was low, and Harry thought he was imagining how it was a bit husky. Huskier than normal. "I've had my suspicions about you two… Glad to know I proved myself correct tonight."
"Congratulations," Sirius spat out. "Now kindly fuck off."
"Or…" Malfoy said, now extremely close to both Sirius and Harry and placed his hand on Sirius's shoulder. "You could take me with you." This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/866965.html. Thanks for reading