AWDT: That's some reward system you have there
Title: Between Dinner and Dessert
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: R
Warning(s): Slash, oral sex
Word count: 846
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written for this week's AWDT prompt, which is That's some reward system you have there.
Summary: Harry doesn't want to attend a dinner party, but Draco dangles a carrot.
"Draco, please don't make me sit through another one of your mother's boring dinner parties," Harry pleaded, all but whining.
"I went by myself last time, Harry, and I grew weary of fielding questions concerning your whereabouts," Draco said with a frown. "Therefore, you will be accompanying me this evening, whether you like it or not."
"What's in it for me?" demanded Harry petulantly.
"If you go along and manage not to act like a complete prat, I'll reward you with a blow job between dinner and dessert," promised Draco.
Harry perked up immediately. "Really?" he leered.
"Really," affirmed Draco.
~*~
If Harry had thought Narcissa Malfoy's dinner parties were interminably long when he was bored, he discovered it was even worse when he was looking forward to a blow job for dessert. However, he'd made it all the way to the main course, and he wasn't about to jeopardize his promised reward now. For that reason, he smiled politely at the verbose grande dame on his right and endured the flirting of the tittering debutante on his left. Draco was seated across from him, and he alternated between smirking at Harry's discomfiture and nodding at him in approval. Those nods of approval were the only thing that kept Harry from fleeing from the room.
Once the main course had been consumed and the dishes cleared away, Harry gave Draco a saucy wink and excused himself, struggling to maintain a measured stride when all he wanted to do was run to the nearest bathroom and await his lover.
Draco waited for an appropriate length of time, then he also made his excuses and rose from the table, following after Harry discreetly. He approached the guest bathroom down the hall and knocked politely on the door. It was wrenched open beneath his hand, and Draco was hauled unceremoniously inside and snogged to within an inch of his life.
Harry released his lover's mouth and mumbled, "Blow job. Now," against Draco's lips.
"We'll have to make it quick, so as not to arouse suspicions," Draco cautioned, already sinking to his knees and working on undoing Harry's trousers.
"Suspicions aren't the only thing that's aroused around here," growled Harry, gasping when Draco's lips finally closed around the head of his aching cock.
Draco didn't bother with a reply, as his mouth was otherwise occupied. He wasted no time in swallowing Harry down as far as he was able, sucking strongly and tonguing the throbbing vein on the underside of Harry's cock. His left hand gripped the base of Harry's shaft and squeezed it rhythmically, while his right hand freed his own cock and began to fist it roughly.
Harry shoved a fist into his own mouth to prevent any improper outbursts and took his blow job like a man, hips thrusting minutely, other hand tangled in Draco's hair. The blond was frightfully good at oral sex, and it wasn't long before Harry's balls were drawn up tight and ready to explode.
A sudden knock at the door threatened to interrupt the proceedings, as Draco faltered in his ministrations. Harry's hand tightened in his lover's hair as he called out, "Just a moment, please!" To Draco, he hissed, "Hurry!"
Draco renewed his efforts, and the thought of someone standing right outside the door added an element of illicitness to what they were doing, spiking his own excitement unbearably. He sucked Harry's cock frantically and pumped his own vigorously, until Harry's climax burst forth in his mouth, coinciding with his own orgasm. Their muffled sounds of mutual pleasure seemed unnaturally loud in the enclosed space, and Draco hoped fervently that the person waiting to use the restroom hadn't heard.
Hastily, they spelled themselves clean and readjusted their clothing. There was another knock on the door before Harry flung it open dramatically and exited, tugging Draco after him by the hand.
The balding, older gentleman who waited outside gaped at them in surprise, but he recovered quickly. "And what were you two strapping young lads doing in there together, eh?" he asked with a knowing grin.
Harry's face reddened, but he was quick to quip, "My boyfriend was rewarding me my good behavior this evening." Draco nearly died of mortification.
"That's some reward system you have there," leered the man. He then palmed his own crotch and added, "I've been on my best behavior this evening, too."
Draco gasped in outrage, and Harry scowled menacingly. The man blanched under the weight of that glare and amended quickly, "I'll, uh, just take care of it myself, shall I?" With that, he scrambled into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
Harry glowered at the door another moment, then he turned to Draco and grinned, "If you behave yourself through dessert, I'll reward you when we get home."
"Let's go home now," suggested Draco. "You're all the dessert I need."
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: R
Warning(s): Slash, oral sex
Word count: 846
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written for this week's AWDT prompt, which is That's some reward system you have there.
Summary: Harry doesn't want to attend a dinner party, but Draco dangles a carrot.
"Draco, please don't make me sit through another one of your mother's boring dinner parties," Harry pleaded, all but whining.
"I went by myself last time, Harry, and I grew weary of fielding questions concerning your whereabouts," Draco said with a frown. "Therefore, you will be accompanying me this evening, whether you like it or not."
"What's in it for me?" demanded Harry petulantly.
"If you go along and manage not to act like a complete prat, I'll reward you with a blow job between dinner and dessert," promised Draco.
Harry perked up immediately. "Really?" he leered.
"Really," affirmed Draco.
~*~
If Harry had thought Narcissa Malfoy's dinner parties were interminably long when he was bored, he discovered it was even worse when he was looking forward to a blow job for dessert. However, he'd made it all the way to the main course, and he wasn't about to jeopardize his promised reward now. For that reason, he smiled politely at the verbose grande dame on his right and endured the flirting of the tittering debutante on his left. Draco was seated across from him, and he alternated between smirking at Harry's discomfiture and nodding at him in approval. Those nods of approval were the only thing that kept Harry from fleeing from the room.
Once the main course had been consumed and the dishes cleared away, Harry gave Draco a saucy wink and excused himself, struggling to maintain a measured stride when all he wanted to do was run to the nearest bathroom and await his lover.
Draco waited for an appropriate length of time, then he also made his excuses and rose from the table, following after Harry discreetly. He approached the guest bathroom down the hall and knocked politely on the door. It was wrenched open beneath his hand, and Draco was hauled unceremoniously inside and snogged to within an inch of his life.
Harry released his lover's mouth and mumbled, "Blow job. Now," against Draco's lips.
"We'll have to make it quick, so as not to arouse suspicions," Draco cautioned, already sinking to his knees and working on undoing Harry's trousers.
"Suspicions aren't the only thing that's aroused around here," growled Harry, gasping when Draco's lips finally closed around the head of his aching cock.
Draco didn't bother with a reply, as his mouth was otherwise occupied. He wasted no time in swallowing Harry down as far as he was able, sucking strongly and tonguing the throbbing vein on the underside of Harry's cock. His left hand gripped the base of Harry's shaft and squeezed it rhythmically, while his right hand freed his own cock and began to fist it roughly.
Harry shoved a fist into his own mouth to prevent any improper outbursts and took his blow job like a man, hips thrusting minutely, other hand tangled in Draco's hair. The blond was frightfully good at oral sex, and it wasn't long before Harry's balls were drawn up tight and ready to explode.
A sudden knock at the door threatened to interrupt the proceedings, as Draco faltered in his ministrations. Harry's hand tightened in his lover's hair as he called out, "Just a moment, please!" To Draco, he hissed, "Hurry!"
Draco renewed his efforts, and the thought of someone standing right outside the door added an element of illicitness to what they were doing, spiking his own excitement unbearably. He sucked Harry's cock frantically and pumped his own vigorously, until Harry's climax burst forth in his mouth, coinciding with his own orgasm. Their muffled sounds of mutual pleasure seemed unnaturally loud in the enclosed space, and Draco hoped fervently that the person waiting to use the restroom hadn't heard.
Hastily, they spelled themselves clean and readjusted their clothing. There was another knock on the door before Harry flung it open dramatically and exited, tugging Draco after him by the hand.
The balding, older gentleman who waited outside gaped at them in surprise, but he recovered quickly. "And what were you two strapping young lads doing in there together, eh?" he asked with a knowing grin.
Harry's face reddened, but he was quick to quip, "My boyfriend was rewarding me my good behavior this evening." Draco nearly died of mortification.
"That's some reward system you have there," leered the man. He then palmed his own crotch and added, "I've been on my best behavior this evening, too."
Draco gasped in outrage, and Harry scowled menacingly. The man blanched under the weight of that glare and amended quickly, "I'll, uh, just take care of it myself, shall I?" With that, he scrambled into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
Harry glowered at the door another moment, then he turned to Draco and grinned, "If you behave yourself through dessert, I'll reward you when we get home."
"Let's go home now," suggested Draco. "You're all the dessert I need."