Naked and Waiting
Title: Naked and Waiting
Author:
enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex and dirty talk
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 770
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for
ajisbored, who asked for more of my Phone!sex arc
Summary: Harry is trying to work, but Draco keeps distracting him.
Harry was busy filling out a report and resenting every word of it. Paperwork was tedious and boring, and he hated it. Harry's mobile phone chirped. Glad of the distraction, he opened it and saw he had a voice mail from Draco. Surprised his boyfriend hadn't simply called and spoken to him, Harry retrieved the message.
Harry...in me now
Draco was apt to say such things during sex, and Harry's cock went on full alert. There was no further message, and Harry shrugged and set his phone down. A few moments later, it chirped again. Harry snatched the phone up from his desk and saw he had another voice mail from Draco.
Now, Harry...mm, yes...
Harry groaned and slumped back in his chair. That sounded like dialogue from the recent video he and Draco had made while shagging. Harry's body ached now with arousal, but he had work to do. There was no way he could go home so early. He sat up and rubbed the back of his neck, striving to bring his focus back to his work.
The phone chirped.
Harry muttered a swear under his breath and ignored it.
The phone chirped again, louder this time.
Harry grabbed it and listened to the message Draco had left.
I want your hand on me, Harry
Harry put a hand on himself, palming his stiff cock through his trousers. Touching himself only made it worse. Harry realized he was rubbing his erection and quickly snatched his hand away. He reached for his quill, dismayed to find his fingers were shaking.
"Damn it, Draco," Harry grumbled. Apparently, his boyfriend was in need of a spank.
Once again, the mobile phone chirped.
Harry's hand hovered over it for a second before he succumbed to temptation.
Oh god, Harry...yes, yes
Draco's breathy gasps of pleasure were almost Harry's undoing. His cock was trying to bore a hole through his trousers, and beads of perspiration dotted Harry's brow and upper lip. It didn't help matters that he recalled exactly what he'd been doing to inspire such an outburst from his boyfriend.
Harry stood up awkwardly. He wasn't going to get any more work done until he'd had a wank in the gents.
Harry's phone chirped again.
In a completely masochistic move, he listened to his latest message.
Harry, Harry fuck!
Draco had yelled that at the moment he climaxed, and now Harry was being reminded -- painfully so -- of how good Draco had felt, writhing in front of him and clamping down on his cock.
Harry punched in Draco's number and hit send. As soon as he heard Draco pick up, Harry snarled, "I hate you."
"I'm naked and waiting for you. Shall I start, and finish, without you?"
Harry's cock throbbed with renewed urgency. "I'll be home in two minutes," he said. He flipped his phone shut and raced for the Floo.
~*~
"Harder, Harry, harder...oh god yes...that feels so good..."
"Is this what you wanted, baby?" rumbled Harry. He was still fully clothed as he pounded between Draco's bare thighs. Harry had arrived home, breathless and too damned impatient to get undressed. Instead, he had merely freed his cock before pouncing on his naughty boyfriend.
"Yes, Harry," gasped Draco. "I couldn't...couldn't wait a minute more." He snapped his hips up, meeting each of Harry's powerful thrusts.
"You love it when I fuck you like this, don't you, baby?"
"Yeah...yeah...yeah," Draco panted, chanting the word each time Harry drove deep inside of him.
"I should punish you for distracting me at work."
"Oh god, Harry..."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, baby?" Harry prompted. He thrust in and rolled his hips. "You love it when I slap your arse and pinch your nipples."
Draco whimpered in response, twisting beneath Harry as he sought deeper penetration.
Harry shifted his weight to one hand and tweaked one of Draco's peaked nipples.
"Harry!"
"Louder, baby. I love it when you yell."
"Oh god...oh Harry...oh fuck!" Draco's voice rose to a crescendo as he thrashed through an intense climax.
Harry thrust harder and faster, reaching for his own release. He shouted Draco's name when he came, spurting inside of his boyfriend before collapsing on top of Draco in a sated heap. It was long moments before he was capable of speech again.
"I need to get back to work," Harry mumbled. He made no effort to move, however.
"If you must," sighed Draco. His lips curved in a grin as he added, "Take your mobile with you."
Chocolate and Whipped Cream and Cherries? Parfait!
Author:
enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex and dirty talk
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 770
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for
ajisbored, who asked for more of my Phone!sex arc
Summary: Harry is trying to work, but Draco keeps distracting him.
Harry was busy filling out a report and resenting every word of it. Paperwork was tedious and boring, and he hated it. Harry's mobile phone chirped. Glad of the distraction, he opened it and saw he had a voice mail from Draco. Surprised his boyfriend hadn't simply called and spoken to him, Harry retrieved the message.
Harry...in me now
Draco was apt to say such things during sex, and Harry's cock went on full alert. There was no further message, and Harry shrugged and set his phone down. A few moments later, it chirped again. Harry snatched the phone up from his desk and saw he had another voice mail from Draco.
Now, Harry...mm, yes...
Harry groaned and slumped back in his chair. That sounded like dialogue from the recent video he and Draco had made while shagging. Harry's body ached now with arousal, but he had work to do. There was no way he could go home so early. He sat up and rubbed the back of his neck, striving to bring his focus back to his work.
The phone chirped.
Harry muttered a swear under his breath and ignored it.
The phone chirped again, louder this time.
Harry grabbed it and listened to the message Draco had left.
I want your hand on me, Harry
Harry put a hand on himself, palming his stiff cock through his trousers. Touching himself only made it worse. Harry realized he was rubbing his erection and quickly snatched his hand away. He reached for his quill, dismayed to find his fingers were shaking.
"Damn it, Draco," Harry grumbled. Apparently, his boyfriend was in need of a spank.
Once again, the mobile phone chirped.
Harry's hand hovered over it for a second before he succumbed to temptation.
Oh god, Harry...yes, yes
Draco's breathy gasps of pleasure were almost Harry's undoing. His cock was trying to bore a hole through his trousers, and beads of perspiration dotted Harry's brow and upper lip. It didn't help matters that he recalled exactly what he'd been doing to inspire such an outburst from his boyfriend.
Harry stood up awkwardly. He wasn't going to get any more work done until he'd had a wank in the gents.
Harry's phone chirped again.
In a completely masochistic move, he listened to his latest message.
Harry, Harry fuck!
Draco had yelled that at the moment he climaxed, and now Harry was being reminded -- painfully so -- of how good Draco had felt, writhing in front of him and clamping down on his cock.
Harry punched in Draco's number and hit send. As soon as he heard Draco pick up, Harry snarled, "I hate you."
"I'm naked and waiting for you. Shall I start, and finish, without you?"
Harry's cock throbbed with renewed urgency. "I'll be home in two minutes," he said. He flipped his phone shut and raced for the Floo.
~*~
"Harder, Harry, harder...oh god yes...that feels so good..."
"Is this what you wanted, baby?" rumbled Harry. He was still fully clothed as he pounded between Draco's bare thighs. Harry had arrived home, breathless and too damned impatient to get undressed. Instead, he had merely freed his cock before pouncing on his naughty boyfriend.
"Yes, Harry," gasped Draco. "I couldn't...couldn't wait a minute more." He snapped his hips up, meeting each of Harry's powerful thrusts.
"You love it when I fuck you like this, don't you, baby?"
"Yeah...yeah...yeah," Draco panted, chanting the word each time Harry drove deep inside of him.
"I should punish you for distracting me at work."
"Oh god, Harry..."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, baby?" Harry prompted. He thrust in and rolled his hips. "You love it when I slap your arse and pinch your nipples."
Draco whimpered in response, twisting beneath Harry as he sought deeper penetration.
Harry shifted his weight to one hand and tweaked one of Draco's peaked nipples.
"Harry!"
"Louder, baby. I love it when you yell."
"Oh god...oh Harry...oh fuck!" Draco's voice rose to a crescendo as he thrashed through an intense climax.
Harry thrust harder and faster, reaching for his own release. He shouted Draco's name when he came, spurting inside of his boyfriend before collapsing on top of Draco in a sated heap. It was long moments before he was capable of speech again.
"I need to get back to work," Harry mumbled. He made no effort to move, however.
"If you must," sighed Draco. His lips curved in a grin as he added, "Take your mobile with you."
Chocolate and Whipped Cream and Cherries? Parfait!