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Title: Blank Space 9
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Warning(s): Mpreg, sexual activity
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 No. 244 - red hair
Summary: Draco is thinking ahead.
Draco and Potter undressed quickly once they'd reached the bedroom. Draco found his eyes straying to Potter's stomach. Still flat, but soon, it would be obvious he was growing a baby there. He placed a hand on his own taut stomach and grimaced. As Potter had said, the damage was done; Draco was going to get fat. He shook off his doldrums and joined Potter on the bed. Draco reached for the lubricant and poured some over his fingers.
"What? No foreplay?" Potter snarked.
"Shut it," said Draco, eyes on Potter's erection. "You're obviously gagging for it."
Potter snickered, until Draco slid two fingers into him. He moaned and bit his lip, twisting his hips a little as he sought contact where he wanted it most. Draco teased him, thrusting his fingers in and out slowly, then massaging Potter's prostate.
"Hurry up," gasped Potter.
"I thought you wanted some foreplay?"
"I want your cock."
Draco smirked at him, pulled his fingers free, and replaced them with his cock.
"Mm, yeah."
He didn't even know which one of them said it, but it perfectly summed up that moment of initial penetration. Draco's thoughts were swept away in the subsequent rhythm of sex, the primal ebb and flow as their bodies merged and crested and broke on the peak of pleasure.
~*~
After their rousing shag, Draco and Potter lay side by side in Potter's large bed. They weren't touching, but their breathing was in sync as they relaxed. Draco's eyes were growing heavy, and sleep beckoned. It had been an exhausting and trying day, followed by an exceptionally brilliant shag. They'd have to get their romps in before they each became too gravid and uncomfortable to have sex. Draco's mouth turned down. Foregoing sex would be awful, but they would have two, beautiful babies to make up for it.
Draco yawned and pictured it in his mind. Two beautiful, blond babies. Well, he supposed one of them might have dark hair, even though Malfoys were traditionally blond. Potter was dark-haired, and his father had been, also. His mum, however...
Draco sat bolt upright in bed. "Merlin have mercy!" he cried. "What if our babies have red hair?!"
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Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Warning(s): Mpreg, sexual activity
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 No. 244 - red hair
Summary: Draco is thinking ahead.
Draco and Potter undressed quickly once they'd reached the bedroom. Draco found his eyes straying to Potter's stomach. Still flat, but soon, it would be obvious he was growing a baby there. He placed a hand on his own taut stomach and grimaced. As Potter had said, the damage was done; Draco was going to get fat. He shook off his doldrums and joined Potter on the bed. Draco reached for the lubricant and poured some over his fingers.
"What? No foreplay?" Potter snarked.
"Shut it," said Draco, eyes on Potter's erection. "You're obviously gagging for it."
Potter snickered, until Draco slid two fingers into him. He moaned and bit his lip, twisting his hips a little as he sought contact where he wanted it most. Draco teased him, thrusting his fingers in and out slowly, then massaging Potter's prostate.
"Hurry up," gasped Potter.
"I thought you wanted some foreplay?"
"I want your cock."
Draco smirked at him, pulled his fingers free, and replaced them with his cock.
"Mm, yeah."
He didn't even know which one of them said it, but it perfectly summed up that moment of initial penetration. Draco's thoughts were swept away in the subsequent rhythm of sex, the primal ebb and flow as their bodies merged and crested and broke on the peak of pleasure.
~*~
After their rousing shag, Draco and Potter lay side by side in Potter's large bed. They weren't touching, but their breathing was in sync as they relaxed. Draco's eyes were growing heavy, and sleep beckoned. It had been an exhausting and trying day, followed by an exceptionally brilliant shag. They'd have to get their romps in before they each became too gravid and uncomfortable to have sex. Draco's mouth turned down. Foregoing sex would be awful, but they would have two, beautiful babies to make up for it.
Draco yawned and pictured it in his mind. Two beautiful, blond babies. Well, he supposed one of them might have dark hair, even though Malfoys were traditionally blond. Potter was dark-haired, and his father had been, also. His mum, however...
Draco sat bolt upright in bed. "Merlin have mercy!" he cried. "What if our babies have red hair?!"
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