Jae's non-Advent #2; AdventDrabbles #26; DH100 #26; Christmas at the Office 10/10
Title: Christmas at the Office 10/10
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Kellie
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex
Word Count: 485
Written for the following:
♥ Jae's non-Advent Drabbles #2 - sparkle for leo_draconis
♥ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge 2009 - icicle
♥ adventdrabbles - Prompt #26 - snow/snowflakes
Summary: Draco is the Office Scrooge no longer.
Author's note: I began this arc last year, but I never completed it. In summary, Harry was Draco's "Office Santa" and brought him increasingly naughty gifts, culminating with a portkey to his flat so they could spend the weekend enjoying the previous gifts. You can read the entire arc here if you wish.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al.
Given the choice of silver or gold, Draco naturally said, "Both."
Potter laughed. "As you wish," he replied. "We do have the entire weekend, after all." Potter opened the silver packet first and sheathed his cock before nudging the head against Draco's relaxed entrance. He proceeded to shag Draco in the manner that Draco most preferred--rough and thorough. Draco wrapped his legs around Potter's waist and surrendered to it willingly, climaxing moments later with a garbled cry of pleasure.
Potter allowed Draco to sleep for an hour before he roused him, prepared him, and opened the gold foil packet. This condom was ribbed, and when Potter took Draco from behind, he could feel every one of those intriguing ridges teasing and tormenting his sensitive rim.
After his second climax of the night, Draco collapsed in a boneless heap on Potter's bed and wondered if he would survive the weekend. If not, he knew he would die a happy man.
~*~
Draco found himself humming a Christmas carol as he made his way from the Apparition point to the Ministry. There was a slight hitch in his gait, but that only added to his good mood. It was snowing, and Draco's dark cloak seemed to sparkle with the myriad of tiny snowflakes that drifted down to alight on his shoulders. Even the icicles that adorned the buildings were beautiful as they glimmered in the weak sunshine. Nothing, not even the biting cold, could ruin Draco's day. Not only had he spent the weekend being delightfully debauched by Potter, but they had made plans for dinner later that week.
When Draco arrived at his office, Kellie was already seated at her desk. "Good morning, Mr Malfoy," she greeted with her customary cheer.
"Good morning to you as well, Kellie," Draco responded with an affable smile.
Kellie's eyebrows rose. "I'm glad to see you're still in the Christmas spirit," she said. "Mr Potter's gifts were just the ticket to put you in the holiday mood."
You have no idea, Draco smirked to himself. He reached for the pile of messages on his desk before an uncomfortable thought gave him pause. "Say, Kellie? If Potter was my Office Santa, then I must have been meant to be someone else's Office Santa, correct?"
Kellie nodded her head. "Yes, sir," she replied, "but I took care of it for you."
Draco sighed in relief. "Thank you, Kellie. By the way, whose name did I have?" he asked.
"You had mine," chirped Kellie with a too-bright grin.
Draco's shoulders tensed once more, and he struggled to remain calm. "Oh? And what gifts did I purchase for you, Kellie?"
"You were the best, Mr Malfoy!" she gushed. "You got me a scarf from Hermes, a Louis Vuitton handbag, a cashmere sweater, a diamond tennis bracelet..."
~fin~
Christmas at the Office 11
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Kellie
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex
Word Count: 485
Written for the following:
♥ Jae's non-Advent Drabbles #2 - sparkle for leo_draconis
♥ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge 2009 - icicle
♥ adventdrabbles - Prompt #26 - snow/snowflakes
Summary: Draco is the Office Scrooge no longer.
Author's note: I began this arc last year, but I never completed it. In summary, Harry was Draco's "Office Santa" and brought him increasingly naughty gifts, culminating with a portkey to his flat so they could spend the weekend enjoying the previous gifts. You can read the entire arc here if you wish.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al.
Given the choice of silver or gold, Draco naturally said, "Both."
Potter laughed. "As you wish," he replied. "We do have the entire weekend, after all." Potter opened the silver packet first and sheathed his cock before nudging the head against Draco's relaxed entrance. He proceeded to shag Draco in the manner that Draco most preferred--rough and thorough. Draco wrapped his legs around Potter's waist and surrendered to it willingly, climaxing moments later with a garbled cry of pleasure.
Potter allowed Draco to sleep for an hour before he roused him, prepared him, and opened the gold foil packet. This condom was ribbed, and when Potter took Draco from behind, he could feel every one of those intriguing ridges teasing and tormenting his sensitive rim.
After his second climax of the night, Draco collapsed in a boneless heap on Potter's bed and wondered if he would survive the weekend. If not, he knew he would die a happy man.
~*~
Draco found himself humming a Christmas carol as he made his way from the Apparition point to the Ministry. There was a slight hitch in his gait, but that only added to his good mood. It was snowing, and Draco's dark cloak seemed to sparkle with the myriad of tiny snowflakes that drifted down to alight on his shoulders. Even the icicles that adorned the buildings were beautiful as they glimmered in the weak sunshine. Nothing, not even the biting cold, could ruin Draco's day. Not only had he spent the weekend being delightfully debauched by Potter, but they had made plans for dinner later that week.
When Draco arrived at his office, Kellie was already seated at her desk. "Good morning, Mr Malfoy," she greeted with her customary cheer.
"Good morning to you as well, Kellie," Draco responded with an affable smile.
Kellie's eyebrows rose. "I'm glad to see you're still in the Christmas spirit," she said. "Mr Potter's gifts were just the ticket to put you in the holiday mood."
You have no idea, Draco smirked to himself. He reached for the pile of messages on his desk before an uncomfortable thought gave him pause. "Say, Kellie? If Potter was my Office Santa, then I must have been meant to be someone else's Office Santa, correct?"
Kellie nodded her head. "Yes, sir," she replied, "but I took care of it for you."
Draco sighed in relief. "Thank you, Kellie. By the way, whose name did I have?" he asked.
"You had mine," chirped Kellie with a too-bright grin.
Draco's shoulders tensed once more, and he struggled to remain calm. "Oh? And what gifts did I purchase for you, Kellie?"
"You were the best, Mr Malfoy!" she gushed. "You got me a scarf from Hermes, a Louis Vuitton handbag, a cashmere sweater, a diamond tennis bracelet..."
~fin~
Christmas at the Office 11