R is for Rimming
Title: R is for Rimming
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry, Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Strong sexual suggestion
Word count: 145
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: alexicyn who is naughty!
Summary: Harry names his wager. Follows Q is for Quidditch.
"Professors aren't allowed to bet galleons on Quidditch," said Harry, "but we can wager something else."
Malfoy quirked a brow. "What did you have in mind?"
Harry could barely contain his glee. If he could convince Malfoy to barter sexual favors, it would be a win-win situation. "When Gryffindor wins," Harry began, "you can pay up by sucking my cock."
Malfoy's other eyebrow rose. "Sexual favors, Potter?" he drawled. "Do you think you're still sixteen?"
Harry was discouraged, but he refused to give up. Malfoy hadn't refused outright, after all. "If you need some instruction beforehand, I'll be happy to assist you," he said.
"I know my way around a cock, Potter," snapped Malfoy. He stroked his chin as he thought. "Very well, Potter, I accept your conditions. However, when Slytherin wins the match, you will pay up by rimming my arse."
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry, Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Strong sexual suggestion
Word count: 145
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: alexicyn who is naughty!
Summary: Harry names his wager. Follows Q is for Quidditch.
"Professors aren't allowed to bet galleons on Quidditch," said Harry, "but we can wager something else."
Malfoy quirked a brow. "What did you have in mind?"
Harry could barely contain his glee. If he could convince Malfoy to barter sexual favors, it would be a win-win situation. "When Gryffindor wins," Harry began, "you can pay up by sucking my cock."
Malfoy's other eyebrow rose. "Sexual favors, Potter?" he drawled. "Do you think you're still sixteen?"
Harry was discouraged, but he refused to give up. Malfoy hadn't refused outright, after all. "If you need some instruction beforehand, I'll be happy to assist you," he said.
"I know my way around a cock, Potter," snapped Malfoy. He stroked his chin as he thought. "Very well, Potter, I accept your conditions. However, when Slytherin wins the match, you will pay up by rimming my arse."