Flailing Out Party
Title: Flailing Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #134 - privilege
Summary: Harry takes the initiative. Follows Leaching Out Party.
Harry didn't know how long he'd been asleep when he was awakened by the uncomfortable sensation of being watched. He opened his eyes to find Malfoy staring at him intently from his end of the sofa. Harry yawned and stretched, wincing at a painful twinge in his neck.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"It's morning," Malfoy replied.
"What?!" cried Harry. He sat bolt upright, causing the blanket to slip to his lap.
Malfoy had the nerve to laugh. "Relax, Potter," he said. "I'm taking the piss. You were only asleep for half an hour, if that."
"Ugh," groaned Harry, slumping against the arm of the sofa once more. "I despise you."
"Please," scoffed Malfoy. "You worship the ground I walk on. Why, you can't wait to have sex with me, can you?"
Half an hour appeared to be all the recuperation time Harry required. His naughty cock perked up at the mention of sex. He tried to play it casual. "I reckon I can be talked into shagging you again, if that's what you want."
"There's no need to make it sound like such an onerous task, Potter," said Malfoy. "You should consider having sex with me to be a privilege."
"Wow, conceited much, Malfoy?"
"Confident, you might say," Malfoy countered. He stretched his arms over his head, displaying his lithe body to perfection.
Harry couldn't help but stare, well aware that the Slytherin git was all but preening for his benefit. Malfoy had every reason to be confident. He was bloody gorgeous, and he was certainly experienced when it came to sex. The thought gave Harry pause. Why was Malfoy so keen to have sex with him, when Harry himself was still a neophyte at it?
Harry was on the verge of asking Malfoy just that when he decided actions were better than words. Harry flung the blanket aside and pounced on Malfoy.
"Potter!" cried Malfoy, limbs flailing as Harry drove him back on the sofa.
Harry distracted him by tugging on one of Malfoy's nipple rings. Malfoy moaned and reached up to return the favor. Harry gasped as his own nipple hardened at the stimulation.
"Do you enjoy that, Potter?"
"Yeah," Harry breathed, squirming to get closer.
"Shall I put one in your penis?"
Skipping Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #134 - privilege
Summary: Harry takes the initiative. Follows Leaching Out Party.
Harry didn't know how long he'd been asleep when he was awakened by the uncomfortable sensation of being watched. He opened his eyes to find Malfoy staring at him intently from his end of the sofa. Harry yawned and stretched, wincing at a painful twinge in his neck.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"It's morning," Malfoy replied.
"What?!" cried Harry. He sat bolt upright, causing the blanket to slip to his lap.
Malfoy had the nerve to laugh. "Relax, Potter," he said. "I'm taking the piss. You were only asleep for half an hour, if that."
"Ugh," groaned Harry, slumping against the arm of the sofa once more. "I despise you."
"Please," scoffed Malfoy. "You worship the ground I walk on. Why, you can't wait to have sex with me, can you?"
Half an hour appeared to be all the recuperation time Harry required. His naughty cock perked up at the mention of sex. He tried to play it casual. "I reckon I can be talked into shagging you again, if that's what you want."
"There's no need to make it sound like such an onerous task, Potter," said Malfoy. "You should consider having sex with me to be a privilege."
"Wow, conceited much, Malfoy?"
"Confident, you might say," Malfoy countered. He stretched his arms over his head, displaying his lithe body to perfection.
Harry couldn't help but stare, well aware that the Slytherin git was all but preening for his benefit. Malfoy had every reason to be confident. He was bloody gorgeous, and he was certainly experienced when it came to sex. The thought gave Harry pause. Why was Malfoy so keen to have sex with him, when Harry himself was still a neophyte at it?
Harry was on the verge of asking Malfoy just that when he decided actions were better than words. Harry flung the blanket aside and pounced on Malfoy.
"Potter!" cried Malfoy, limbs flailing as Harry drove him back on the sofa.
Harry distracted him by tugging on one of Malfoy's nipple rings. Malfoy moaned and reached up to return the favor. Harry gasped as his own nipple hardened at the stimulation.
"Do you enjoy that, Potter?"
"Yeah," Harry breathed, squirming to get closer.
"Shall I put one in your penis?"
Skipping Out Party