Y is for Yoga
Title: Y is for Yoga
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 155
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers!
Written for: murmure_c
Summary: Draco has a new hobby, and it's making Harry randy.
"Draco, what are you doing?"
Harry's boyfriend was posed on a mat in the middle of the living room floor, hands and feet flat on the mat and arse stuck up in the air.
"I've decided to take up yoga," said Draco. "It's supposed to be relaxing."
"That looks painful," Harry remarked. "It also looks like you're angling for a shag."
"Something tells me you're the one who's angling for a shag," Draco said, switching positions with slow ease.
Harry gulped and adjusted himself through his trousers. "You bring out the animal in me," he said.
"Go rub one out; I'm busy."
"Draco!" Harry whined.
"Bloody hell, cease your whining," growled Draco. "Go to the bedroom, and I'll join you in a few minutes."
Harry grinned, pleased with his victory. He turned to go, then paused as a brilliant idea came to him. "Say, Draco, let's-"
"We are not shagging on my yoga mat, Harry, and that's final!"
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 155
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers!
Written for: murmure_c
Summary: Draco has a new hobby, and it's making Harry randy.
"Draco, what are you doing?"
Harry's boyfriend was posed on a mat in the middle of the living room floor, hands and feet flat on the mat and arse stuck up in the air.
"I've decided to take up yoga," said Draco. "It's supposed to be relaxing."
"That looks painful," Harry remarked. "It also looks like you're angling for a shag."
"Something tells me you're the one who's angling for a shag," Draco said, switching positions with slow ease.
Harry gulped and adjusted himself through his trousers. "You bring out the animal in me," he said.
"Go rub one out; I'm busy."
"Draco!" Harry whined.
"Bloody hell, cease your whining," growled Draco. "Go to the bedroom, and I'll join you in a few minutes."
Harry grinned, pleased with his victory. He turned to go, then paused as a brilliant idea came to him. "Say, Draco, let's-"
"We are not shagging on my yoga mat, Harry, and that's final!"