Something To Be Jealous Of
Title: Something To Be Jealous Of
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, flock of felines
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity, crazy cat blokes, voyeuristic felines
Word count: 750
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 ravenclaw7771, who requested an update to my Bob arc
Summary: Draco and Bob vie for Harry's attention.
Meow!
"No, you are not going out in the garden, Bob," Harry informed his sullen Siamese. "It's cold outside, and there's snow on the ground."
"Toss the furry toss pot out," Draco suggested. "He'll be crying to come back in soon enough."
"Draco, what a rotten thing to say!" cried Harry. "You wouldn't want to toss Harriet outside in this weather."
"For your information, Harriet is snoozing in a cozy basket in the family room," said Draco. "She's not mental like Bob is." Draco scowled at Bob, while Bob sneered at him, his crossed, blue eyes glaring malevolently.
"Stop giving me the stink-eye, you mangy feline," said Draco. "I tried to convince Harry to let you out."
"In the hope that he would freeze to death," Harry grumbled. He nudged two tabbies out of the way as he crossed to the sink to set some dirty dishes in it.
"Bob is too full of burning hatred for me to freeze to death."
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed. "Bob does not hate you. He's merely jealous of the attention I give you. The two of you are quite alike in that respect, you know. Admit it, you're jealous of Bob, too."
"I am not jealous of that filthy sod," sniffed Draco.
Harry didn't say a word; he scooped Bob up from the floor and cradled the Siamese in his arms. "Who's my handsome puss?" cooed Harry, rubbing Bob's ears and eliciting a raucous purr from him. Harry cut a glance at Draco, grinning at the expression on his face. "Would you like me to rub your ears, handsome?" teased Harry.
"I have something else you can rub," leered Draco, hand grabbing his crotch suggestively.
Harry instantly lost interest in petting his cat. He set Bob down and stalked Draco. Bob hissed his displeasure and leaped to the counter beside the sink, tail lashing with ire. Harry halted directly in front of Draco, not quite touching, but close enough to feel the warmth his lover radiated. Harry covered Draco's hand and drew it away from Draco's groin.
"Mine," whispered Harry.
Draco's eyebrow rose. "Me, my hand or my cock?"
"All of you," Harry replied. "The entire package." He replaced Draco's hand with his own, smiling when Draco sucked in a breath. Harry dropped to his knees, using his free hand to nudge Brendan away when the tabby sidled closer. Harry popped the button at the top of Draco's jeans and lowered Draco's zip.
Bonnie, one of the black cats, stood on her hind legs and bunted Harry's bum.
Draco snickered. "Perhaps we should take this to the bedroom, where we can close the door."
"Perhaps I want to take you right here."
Draco leaned back against the counter and shifted his legs apart. He deliberately did not look across the room, fearful that Bob's baleful glare would cool his ardor.
Harry reached inside of Draco's jeans and withdrew his boyfriend's swollen cock. Next, he reached behind himself to disengage Bonnie's claws from his pocket. She settled for draping herself artfully across Harry's lower legs and purring. Harry refused to be distracted. He brought the tip of Draco's prick to his mouth and flicked his tongue out for a taste.
"Harry, are we...mm...are we really going to do this in front of the children?"
"They won't tell anyone," said Harry. He closed his lips over the head of Draco's cock, effectively ending any further protests. Harry undid his jeans and slipped one hand inside, rubbing himself through his pants as he treated Draco to a suck.
Draco closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure of Harry's talented mouth. Rupert, one of Bob's unholy minions, hopped up on the counter next to Draco and bunted his arm. Draco was too lost in sensation to care. A sound, half moan and half gasp, fell from his lips as he came down Harry's throat.
Harry swallowed reflexively and rubbed himself with more vigor. He released Draco's cock with a wet pop and concentrated on his own pleasure. In moments, Harry arched his back and came in his pants. He listed to the side, accidentally putting his hand on Helena's tail and getting clawed for the trouble.
Merowr, Bob commented from his perch on the opposite counter.
"See?" said Draco. "Bob is the jealous one."
Something to Something to Fall For
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, flock of felines
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity, crazy cat blokes, voyeuristic felines
Word count: 750
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 ravenclaw7771, who requested an update to my Bob arc
Summary: Draco and Bob vie for Harry's attention.
Meow!
"No, you are not going out in the garden, Bob," Harry informed his sullen Siamese. "It's cold outside, and there's snow on the ground."
"Toss the furry toss pot out," Draco suggested. "He'll be crying to come back in soon enough."
"Draco, what a rotten thing to say!" cried Harry. "You wouldn't want to toss Harriet outside in this weather."
"For your information, Harriet is snoozing in a cozy basket in the family room," said Draco. "She's not mental like Bob is." Draco scowled at Bob, while Bob sneered at him, his crossed, blue eyes glaring malevolently.
"Stop giving me the stink-eye, you mangy feline," said Draco. "I tried to convince Harry to let you out."
"In the hope that he would freeze to death," Harry grumbled. He nudged two tabbies out of the way as he crossed to the sink to set some dirty dishes in it.
"Bob is too full of burning hatred for me to freeze to death."
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed. "Bob does not hate you. He's merely jealous of the attention I give you. The two of you are quite alike in that respect, you know. Admit it, you're jealous of Bob, too."
"I am not jealous of that filthy sod," sniffed Draco.
Harry didn't say a word; he scooped Bob up from the floor and cradled the Siamese in his arms. "Who's my handsome puss?" cooed Harry, rubbing Bob's ears and eliciting a raucous purr from him. Harry cut a glance at Draco, grinning at the expression on his face. "Would you like me to rub your ears, handsome?" teased Harry.
"I have something else you can rub," leered Draco, hand grabbing his crotch suggestively.
Harry instantly lost interest in petting his cat. He set Bob down and stalked Draco. Bob hissed his displeasure and leaped to the counter beside the sink, tail lashing with ire. Harry halted directly in front of Draco, not quite touching, but close enough to feel the warmth his lover radiated. Harry covered Draco's hand and drew it away from Draco's groin.
"Mine," whispered Harry.
Draco's eyebrow rose. "Me, my hand or my cock?"
"All of you," Harry replied. "The entire package." He replaced Draco's hand with his own, smiling when Draco sucked in a breath. Harry dropped to his knees, using his free hand to nudge Brendan away when the tabby sidled closer. Harry popped the button at the top of Draco's jeans and lowered Draco's zip.
Bonnie, one of the black cats, stood on her hind legs and bunted Harry's bum.
Draco snickered. "Perhaps we should take this to the bedroom, where we can close the door."
"Perhaps I want to take you right here."
Draco leaned back against the counter and shifted his legs apart. He deliberately did not look across the room, fearful that Bob's baleful glare would cool his ardor.
Harry reached inside of Draco's jeans and withdrew his boyfriend's swollen cock. Next, he reached behind himself to disengage Bonnie's claws from his pocket. She settled for draping herself artfully across Harry's lower legs and purring. Harry refused to be distracted. He brought the tip of Draco's prick to his mouth and flicked his tongue out for a taste.
"Harry, are we...mm...are we really going to do this in front of the children?"
"They won't tell anyone," said Harry. He closed his lips over the head of Draco's cock, effectively ending any further protests. Harry undid his jeans and slipped one hand inside, rubbing himself through his pants as he treated Draco to a suck.
Draco closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure of Harry's talented mouth. Rupert, one of Bob's unholy minions, hopped up on the counter next to Draco and bunted his arm. Draco was too lost in sensation to care. A sound, half moan and half gasp, fell from his lips as he came down Harry's throat.
Harry swallowed reflexively and rubbed himself with more vigor. He released Draco's cock with a wet pop and concentrated on his own pleasure. In moments, Harry arched his back and came in his pants. He listed to the side, accidentally putting his hand on Helena's tail and getting clawed for the trouble.
Merowr, Bob commented from his perch on the opposite counter.
"See?" said Draco. "Bob is the jealous one."
Something to Something to Fall For