Ice Mice-Infused
Title: Ice Mice-Infused
Author: fallen-angel-of-repression
Team: Aurors
Word count: 100 x 2
Characters/pairings: Draco/Harry
Challenge: 130- Intriguing
Lapping at the frosty edge of his Ice Mice-infused latte, Harry was just steps from one of the only empty seats in the café when a curiously familiar head of blond hair caught his attention.
Harry appraised the man. It had been years-seven to be exact-since they last had seen one another. Time had been very, very, very good to the Malfoy heir, and something about the way in which he tenderly drank from his steaming cup was...
So...
Absolutely...
Seductive.
He's sitting alone, Harry noticed as he began to walk toward Malfoy's table. But I might be able to change that...
-ooo0oo0o0oo0ooo-
In Draco's mind, his Cu Sith Couverture coffee with a double shot of Everlasting Fairy Foam was (in all intents and purposes) orgasm in a cup. The sensation of bliss riddled his body with many... nice feelings, and he liked to enjoy it alone.
So, when he saw someone approach, he immediately scoffed, “This seat is taken.”
“Is it?”
Draco-a Malfoy through and through-managed not to prevent his eyes from widening. There he was, the Golden Boy... standing right... there with a tentative smile on his face. He looked... well, downright dashing.
“Maybe it isn't... for you.”
Author: fallen-angel-of-repression
Team: Aurors
Word count: 100 x 2
Characters/pairings: Draco/Harry
Challenge: 130- Intriguing
Lapping at the frosty edge of his Ice Mice-infused latte, Harry was just steps from one of the only empty seats in the café when a curiously familiar head of blond hair caught his attention.
Harry appraised the man. It had been years-seven to be exact-since they last had seen one another. Time had been very, very, very good to the Malfoy heir, and something about the way in which he tenderly drank from his steaming cup was...
So...
Absolutely...
Seductive.
He's sitting alone, Harry noticed as he began to walk toward Malfoy's table. But I might be able to change that...
-ooo0oo0o0oo0ooo-
In Draco's mind, his Cu Sith Couverture coffee with a double shot of Everlasting Fairy Foam was (in all intents and purposes) orgasm in a cup. The sensation of bliss riddled his body with many... nice feelings, and he liked to enjoy it alone.
So, when he saw someone approach, he immediately scoffed, “This seat is taken.”
“Is it?”
Draco-a Malfoy through and through-managed not to prevent his eyes from widening. There he was, the Golden Boy... standing right... there with a tentative smile on his face. He looked... well, downright dashing.
“Maybe it isn't... for you.”