JMDC gift!fic; HDPotsNPorn #25
Title: After-Dinner Activities
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 550
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity (characters are of age)
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers! Mind the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a gift for vickyducky, who won July's JMDC drawing and prompted me with Harry's birthday. Also written for Prompt #25 at hd_pots_n_porn, which is going out for dinner.
Summary: Draco pulls out all the stops for Harry's birthday.
"Swanky," Harry remarked as he looked around the restaurant. He and Draco had been shown to their reserved table by the bank of windows. Their waiter arrived immediately, and Draco ordered wine in flawless French. Harry suppressed a shiver of desire. He loved it when his husband spoke French. Harry had anticipated that Draco would treat him to dinner for his birthday, but he hadn't expected Draco to whisk him off to Paris to dine.
As the waiter left, Draco smiled at Harry. "What do you think?"
"I think you're going to get lucky tonight," Harry murmured.
A burst of startled laughter escaped Draco. "That was my line, I believe."
"Lucky for me, too, then," grinned Harry.
"Are you enjoying your surprise?" Draco asked him.
"It's wonderful," Harry replied, reaching across the table to squeeze his husband's hand. "Thank you for arranging all this."
"Oh, it doesn't end after dinner," Draco told him. "I've also booked us into a hotel for the night. Wait until you see our suite," he said. "It has a massive bed and a whirlpool tub that is situated so we can gaze out at the Eiffel Tower while relaxing."
"Who says we'll be relaxing in the tub?" Harry teased.
Draco bit his lip. "You are terribly naughty, Mr Potter-Malfoy."
"Once I met you, my scruples flew out the window," chuckled Harry.
"Are you suggesting I'm a bad influence?" challenged Draco.
Harry nodded. "But in such a good way," he smirked. "Did you bring along the gift I gave you for your birthday?"
It was Draco's turn to shiver. "Yes," he purred, licking his lips.
Harry clenched his jaw to prevent a moan from slipping out. He found he wasn't looking forward to dinner so much as the after-dinner activities.
~*~
Harry admired the lights of Paris beyond the window before he focused on Draco's reflection in the glass. Draco's expression was one of blissful abandon as Harry thrust into him from behind. They were enjoying the hot tub by not relaxing, as Harry had promised. The waterproof lubricant that Harry had given Draco as a gift was holding up as advertised, allowing Harry to glide smoothly in and out of Draco's body.
Their movements created gentle waves on the surface of the tub, but so far none had splashed over the edge. Harry intended to change that. Tightening his grip on Draco's hips, he increased the speed and force of his thrusts and smiled in grim satisfaction as water sloshed onto the floor.
Draco's breath was coming in ragged puffs as he pushed back to meet each of Harry's strokes. His lubed palm was sliding up and down his shaft beneath the surface of the water until he climaxed with a throaty cry.
A moment later, Harry pulsed inside of Draco. He caught his breath and kissed Draco's shoulder and neck before easing out of his twitching body. Harry settled back into the water with a happy sigh. "Thank you, love," he murmured. "This has been a fantastic birthday."
Draco sidled close so their bodies were touching from shoulder to thigh. "The pleasure was all mine, mon cher."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 550
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity (characters are of age)
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers! Mind the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a gift for vickyducky, who won July's JMDC drawing and prompted me with Harry's birthday. Also written for Prompt #25 at hd_pots_n_porn, which is going out for dinner.
Summary: Draco pulls out all the stops for Harry's birthday.
"Swanky," Harry remarked as he looked around the restaurant. He and Draco had been shown to their reserved table by the bank of windows. Their waiter arrived immediately, and Draco ordered wine in flawless French. Harry suppressed a shiver of desire. He loved it when his husband spoke French. Harry had anticipated that Draco would treat him to dinner for his birthday, but he hadn't expected Draco to whisk him off to Paris to dine.
As the waiter left, Draco smiled at Harry. "What do you think?"
"I think you're going to get lucky tonight," Harry murmured.
A burst of startled laughter escaped Draco. "That was my line, I believe."
"Lucky for me, too, then," grinned Harry.
"Are you enjoying your surprise?" Draco asked him.
"It's wonderful," Harry replied, reaching across the table to squeeze his husband's hand. "Thank you for arranging all this."
"Oh, it doesn't end after dinner," Draco told him. "I've also booked us into a hotel for the night. Wait until you see our suite," he said. "It has a massive bed and a whirlpool tub that is situated so we can gaze out at the Eiffel Tower while relaxing."
"Who says we'll be relaxing in the tub?" Harry teased.
Draco bit his lip. "You are terribly naughty, Mr Potter-Malfoy."
"Once I met you, my scruples flew out the window," chuckled Harry.
"Are you suggesting I'm a bad influence?" challenged Draco.
Harry nodded. "But in such a good way," he smirked. "Did you bring along the gift I gave you for your birthday?"
It was Draco's turn to shiver. "Yes," he purred, licking his lips.
Harry clenched his jaw to prevent a moan from slipping out. He found he wasn't looking forward to dinner so much as the after-dinner activities.
~*~
Harry admired the lights of Paris beyond the window before he focused on Draco's reflection in the glass. Draco's expression was one of blissful abandon as Harry thrust into him from behind. They were enjoying the hot tub by not relaxing, as Harry had promised. The waterproof lubricant that Harry had given Draco as a gift was holding up as advertised, allowing Harry to glide smoothly in and out of Draco's body.
Their movements created gentle waves on the surface of the tub, but so far none had splashed over the edge. Harry intended to change that. Tightening his grip on Draco's hips, he increased the speed and force of his thrusts and smiled in grim satisfaction as water sloshed onto the floor.
Draco's breath was coming in ragged puffs as he pushed back to meet each of Harry's strokes. His lubed palm was sliding up and down his shaft beneath the surface of the water until he climaxed with a throaty cry.
A moment later, Harry pulsed inside of Draco. He caught his breath and kissed Draco's shoulder and neck before easing out of his twitching body. Harry settled back into the water with a happy sigh. "Thank you, love," he murmured. "This has been a fantastic birthday."
Draco sidled close so their bodies were touching from shoulder to thigh. "The pleasure was all mine, mon cher."