Donation Gift: Getting Cozy 2
Title: Getting Cozy 2
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 745
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift for sophia_clark, in thanks for the Planned Parenthood vgift. She requested a sequel to Getting Cozy.
Summary: Harry and Draco find somewhere else to get cozy.
Harry and Draco broke apart with a start, both boys were wearing matching expressions of guilt and dismay.
"Lavender!" Harry blurted. "What were you doing out at this hour?"
She grinned at him slyly. "The real question is, what were you doing in?"
Draco snagged a pillow and held it over his groin. "I'll, er, I'll just be going," he mumbled, edging out of Harry's grip.
Harry's hand shot out and clamped around Draco's forearm, effectively halting his escape. "I'll walk you back to your common room," Harry said to Draco. "It isn't safe to be out alone this late at night," he added for Lavender's benefit.
She headed to the stairwell leading to the girls' dorms and said over her shoulder, "I wasn't alone."
"I wonder whom she was with," mused Harry.
"You don't have to unravel every mystery that crosses your path," said Draco. He pulled free of Harry's grip and stood up. "If you're coming with me, then let's go."
"I had every intention of coming with you, before we were so rudely interrupted," murmured Harry. He reached for Draco's hand and tried to tug him down on the sofa once more.
"Speaking of which," said Draco, pulling free again, "you'll need to Obliviate Brown before she tells everyone I was here."
"I can't go around Obliviating people!" Harry protested. "I'm quite sure it's against school rules."
Draco planted his hands on his hips. "Everyone will know about us," he said.
"Are you ashamed of me?" asked Harry.
"No, of course, not. It's just-"
"Wouldn't bagging the Boy Who Lived be a notch on your broomstick?" Harry teased.
Draco paused to consider it. "Now that you mention it," he mused.
"Tosser," grumbled Harry, giving his boyfriend a half-hearted shove. Draco simply snickered as they stepped through the portrait hole and began the furtive trek down to the dungeons. Twice, Harry had to cast a Notice-Me-Not charm to avoid detection. They eventually made it within sight of Slytherin when Harry tugged Draco into a darkened alcove.
"What are you-"
"Shush," Harry whispered, pinning Draco against the wall. "Now, where were we?" he added, angling his head to nibble on Draco's neck.
"We were...mm...we were walking me to my dorm," moaned Draco.
"Are you going to invite me into your bed?" asked Harry, hoping Draco would finally consent.
"N-no," Draco slurred, arching his neck for more of Harry's erotic torture.
Harry lifted his head and growled, "You're giving me blue balls."
"Poor ickle Harry," taunted Draco. He slipped his hand inside Harry's pyjama bottoms and fondled the balls in question. "They feel fine to me," he whispered.
Harry groaned and bucked into his boyfriend's hand. "You tease," he accused in a breathless voice. Harry seized Draco's lips and began snogging him with all the pent-up desire he'd been forced to hold in check.
Draco didn't back down. He parted his lips and met the thrust of Harry's tongue with a languid slide of his own. All of their groping and twisting and rubbing caused Harry's pyjamas to slip down, allowing his cock to spring free. He immediately began to frot against Draco's groin, loving the sensation of his boyfriend's equally hard prick lined up with his own. The smooth material of Draco's trousers caressed Harry's naked cock, inspiring him to grind against Draco even harder.
"Unh, Harry, that feels so good," panted Draco.
They continued frotting together until Harry had to bury his face in Draco's neck to muffle his cry of completion. Draco's hips jerked against Harry a few more times before he came with a gasp of pleasure. His knees trembled, and he sagged back against the wall for support.
It was Harry's turn to snicker. "Get to bed before I forget I'm a gentleman," he chided. He took a stumbling step back and tugged his pyjamas up.
Draco stood up straight and drew his wand to wave cleaning charms over them both. He drew Harry into another quick kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow in class," said Draco. He peered out of the alcove before dashing to the entrance of his common room. "Pleasant dreams," Draco whispered before disappearing through the portrait hole.
Harry heaved a contented sigh and began the long, cold trip back to Gryffindor.
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 745
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift for sophia_clark, in thanks for the Planned Parenthood vgift. She requested a sequel to Getting Cozy.
Summary: Harry and Draco find somewhere else to get cozy.
Harry and Draco broke apart with a start, both boys were wearing matching expressions of guilt and dismay.
"Lavender!" Harry blurted. "What were you doing out at this hour?"
She grinned at him slyly. "The real question is, what were you doing in?"
Draco snagged a pillow and held it over his groin. "I'll, er, I'll just be going," he mumbled, edging out of Harry's grip.
Harry's hand shot out and clamped around Draco's forearm, effectively halting his escape. "I'll walk you back to your common room," Harry said to Draco. "It isn't safe to be out alone this late at night," he added for Lavender's benefit.
She headed to the stairwell leading to the girls' dorms and said over her shoulder, "I wasn't alone."
"I wonder whom she was with," mused Harry.
"You don't have to unravel every mystery that crosses your path," said Draco. He pulled free of Harry's grip and stood up. "If you're coming with me, then let's go."
"I had every intention of coming with you, before we were so rudely interrupted," murmured Harry. He reached for Draco's hand and tried to tug him down on the sofa once more.
"Speaking of which," said Draco, pulling free again, "you'll need to Obliviate Brown before she tells everyone I was here."
"I can't go around Obliviating people!" Harry protested. "I'm quite sure it's against school rules."
Draco planted his hands on his hips. "Everyone will know about us," he said.
"Are you ashamed of me?" asked Harry.
"No, of course, not. It's just-"
"Wouldn't bagging the Boy Who Lived be a notch on your broomstick?" Harry teased.
Draco paused to consider it. "Now that you mention it," he mused.
"Tosser," grumbled Harry, giving his boyfriend a half-hearted shove. Draco simply snickered as they stepped through the portrait hole and began the furtive trek down to the dungeons. Twice, Harry had to cast a Notice-Me-Not charm to avoid detection. They eventually made it within sight of Slytherin when Harry tugged Draco into a darkened alcove.
"What are you-"
"Shush," Harry whispered, pinning Draco against the wall. "Now, where were we?" he added, angling his head to nibble on Draco's neck.
"We were...mm...we were walking me to my dorm," moaned Draco.
"Are you going to invite me into your bed?" asked Harry, hoping Draco would finally consent.
"N-no," Draco slurred, arching his neck for more of Harry's erotic torture.
Harry lifted his head and growled, "You're giving me blue balls."
"Poor ickle Harry," taunted Draco. He slipped his hand inside Harry's pyjama bottoms and fondled the balls in question. "They feel fine to me," he whispered.
Harry groaned and bucked into his boyfriend's hand. "You tease," he accused in a breathless voice. Harry seized Draco's lips and began snogging him with all the pent-up desire he'd been forced to hold in check.
Draco didn't back down. He parted his lips and met the thrust of Harry's tongue with a languid slide of his own. All of their groping and twisting and rubbing caused Harry's pyjamas to slip down, allowing his cock to spring free. He immediately began to frot against Draco's groin, loving the sensation of his boyfriend's equally hard prick lined up with his own. The smooth material of Draco's trousers caressed Harry's naked cock, inspiring him to grind against Draco even harder.
"Unh, Harry, that feels so good," panted Draco.
They continued frotting together until Harry had to bury his face in Draco's neck to muffle his cry of completion. Draco's hips jerked against Harry a few more times before he came with a gasp of pleasure. His knees trembled, and he sagged back against the wall for support.
It was Harry's turn to snicker. "Get to bed before I forget I'm a gentleman," he chided. He took a stumbling step back and tugged his pyjamas up.
Draco stood up straight and drew his wand to wave cleaning charms over them both. He drew Harry into another quick kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow in class," said Draco. He peered out of the alcove before dashing to the entrance of his common room. "Pleasant dreams," Draco whispered before disappearing through the portrait hole.
Harry heaved a contented sigh and began the long, cold trip back to Gryffindor.