DoveDrabbles #3; AWDT Christmas Quickies #25; DH100 Christmas Challenge #25
Title: Santa's Package
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Foreplay
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 450
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ dove_drabbles Prompt #3 - Naughty can be nice, gifted to sesheta_66.
★ awdt Christmas Quickies #25 - photo of a smokin' hot Santa
★ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge #25 - wearing nothing but green ribbons
Summary: Santa brings Draco an impressive package.
"Harry! Harry?"
Draco set down his shopping bags and took his coat off. He didn't know where his boyfriend was, but he could use some help. Draco toed off his shoes and carried the bags into the kitchen. There was a package on the table with a note, and he reached for the note.
Wear these and meet me by the tree. ~H
Draco grinned. What was in the package? Knowing what a deviant Harry was, it could be anything from silk stockings to nipple clamps. Draco opened it and frowned. "Green ribbons?"
~*~
Draco had fashioned a couple of the ribbons into bows, and these now adorned his chilled and peaked nipples. He had wrapped one ribbon loosely around his cock, and the other one criss-crossed his abdomen. If Harry showed up with a camera, Draco was going to hex him.
When Harry entered the room, Draco was speechless. His boyfriend was wearing a faded pair of jeans, a blue button-up shirt that wasn't buttoned at all, and a red Santa hat. He held two flutes of champagne in one hand, while the other hand contained a small, wrapped gift.
"I must have been very good this year," said Harry, eyes on his green beribboned boyfriend.
Draco's cock came to attention, and he was glad he'd left the ribbon loose around it.
Harry sat in his favorite armchair and set the glasses on the table next to him. "Come sit on Santa's lap," he invited, patting his thigh.
Draco smiled and did just that, settling his naked bum on Harry's lap and wiggling just so. His boyfriend's erection pressed against Draco's arse, encouraging further wiggling.
"Stop squirming, or Santa will come too soon," Harry chided, giving Draco's arse a light swat. "Now, have you been naughty or nice?"
"Oh, Santa, I have been terribly naughty," breathed Draco, walking his fingers up Harry's naked chest. He tweaked one of Harry's stiff nipples.
Harry grunted and grabbed Draco's hand. "Naughty can be nice, at times," he said. "I'm sure your boyfriend appreciates your naughty attributes." Harry retaliated by caressing Draco's bare thigh.
"He hasn't given me a gift yet," Draco pouted.
"I have your gift right here," said Harry.
Draco groped his boyfriend between the legs, drawing a groan from Harry. "That's an impressive package, Santa," he said.
"Would...would you like to open your gift or Santa's package?" Harry asked. By now, he was the one squirming.
"That would be quite naughty of me," murmured Draco, squeezing Harry through his jeans.
"Not to worry," panted Harry. "Naughty boys get the nicest gifts."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Foreplay
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 450
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ dove_drabbles Prompt #3 - Naughty can be nice, gifted to sesheta_66.
★ awdt Christmas Quickies #25 - photo of a smokin' hot Santa
★ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge #25 - wearing nothing but green ribbons
Summary: Santa brings Draco an impressive package.
"Harry! Harry?"
Draco set down his shopping bags and took his coat off. He didn't know where his boyfriend was, but he could use some help. Draco toed off his shoes and carried the bags into the kitchen. There was a package on the table with a note, and he reached for the note.
Wear these and meet me by the tree. ~H
Draco grinned. What was in the package? Knowing what a deviant Harry was, it could be anything from silk stockings to nipple clamps. Draco opened it and frowned. "Green ribbons?"
~*~
Draco had fashioned a couple of the ribbons into bows, and these now adorned his chilled and peaked nipples. He had wrapped one ribbon loosely around his cock, and the other one criss-crossed his abdomen. If Harry showed up with a camera, Draco was going to hex him.
When Harry entered the room, Draco was speechless. His boyfriend was wearing a faded pair of jeans, a blue button-up shirt that wasn't buttoned at all, and a red Santa hat. He held two flutes of champagne in one hand, while the other hand contained a small, wrapped gift.
"I must have been very good this year," said Harry, eyes on his green beribboned boyfriend.
Draco's cock came to attention, and he was glad he'd left the ribbon loose around it.
Harry sat in his favorite armchair and set the glasses on the table next to him. "Come sit on Santa's lap," he invited, patting his thigh.
Draco smiled and did just that, settling his naked bum on Harry's lap and wiggling just so. His boyfriend's erection pressed against Draco's arse, encouraging further wiggling.
"Stop squirming, or Santa will come too soon," Harry chided, giving Draco's arse a light swat. "Now, have you been naughty or nice?"
"Oh, Santa, I have been terribly naughty," breathed Draco, walking his fingers up Harry's naked chest. He tweaked one of Harry's stiff nipples.
Harry grunted and grabbed Draco's hand. "Naughty can be nice, at times," he said. "I'm sure your boyfriend appreciates your naughty attributes." Harry retaliated by caressing Draco's bare thigh.
"He hasn't given me a gift yet," Draco pouted.
"I have your gift right here," said Harry.
Draco groped his boyfriend between the legs, drawing a groan from Harry. "That's an impressive package, Santa," he said.
"Would...would you like to open your gift or Santa's package?" Harry asked. By now, he was the one squirming.
"That would be quite naughty of me," murmured Draco, squeezing Harry through his jeans.
"Not to worry," panted Harry. "Naughty boys get the nicest gifts."