Ghost Rider
Title: Ghost Rider
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Subject matter
Word count: 180
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift drabble for sksdwrld, whose "Ghost Rider" won the 'Name that Sex Toy' poll.
Summary: Draco has a new toy, and Harry is dying to try it out.
"Harry, guess what I bought?"
Harry's eyes rolled back. "Please, not another pair of ridiculously expensive Italian shoes?!"
"Of course not, you tosser," said Draco. He paused a moment. "Although, I could use another pair of black shoes to wear to Pansy's wedding." Draco shook himself out of his musing. "I bought something we can both use," he said.
Intrigued in spite of himself, Harry rose from the sofa and walked over to investigate. "What is it?" he asked.
Draco withdrew an object from the bag he was holding and brandished it at his boyfriend.
Harry's pulse quickened, and its echo throbbed in his cock. "A vibe?" he breathed.
"This isn't just any vibe, Harry," said Draco. "This is the Ghost Rider." He turned the package over and read from the back:
You may die of pleasure, but you'll keep coming back for more
"It sounds tantalizing, doesn't it, Harry?" Draco frowned at the empty room. "Harry?"
"In here!" Harry called from the bedroom. "What are you waiting for?! Bring the Ghost Rider; I'm dying to try it!"
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Subject matter
Word count: 180
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift drabble for sksdwrld, whose "Ghost Rider" won the 'Name that Sex Toy' poll.
Summary: Draco has a new toy, and Harry is dying to try it out.
"Harry, guess what I bought?"
Harry's eyes rolled back. "Please, not another pair of ridiculously expensive Italian shoes?!"
"Of course not, you tosser," said Draco. He paused a moment. "Although, I could use another pair of black shoes to wear to Pansy's wedding." Draco shook himself out of his musing. "I bought something we can both use," he said.
Intrigued in spite of himself, Harry rose from the sofa and walked over to investigate. "What is it?" he asked.
Draco withdrew an object from the bag he was holding and brandished it at his boyfriend.
Harry's pulse quickened, and its echo throbbed in his cock. "A vibe?" he breathed.
"This isn't just any vibe, Harry," said Draco. "This is the Ghost Rider." He turned the package over and read from the back:
You may die of pleasure, but you'll keep coming back for more
"It sounds tantalizing, doesn't it, Harry?" Draco frowned at the empty room. "Harry?"
"In here!" Harry called from the bedroom. "What are you waiting for?! Bring the Ghost Rider; I'm dying to try it!"