Birthday fic: Putting the 'ow' in shower
Title: Putting the 'ow' in shower
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, smut, slash, pwp
Word count: 592
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 as a belated birthday gift for aliasfanatic04, who requested shower!smut, the dirtier, the better. It's shower!smut--how dirty can it be? *laughs*
Summary: Harry and Draco get down and dirty in the shower.
Harry lay in bed, one hand lazily stroking his erect cock, while he listened to the shower running in the en suite bathroom. Envisioning his boyfriend standing beneath the spray of water was making him hard enough to hurt, and Harry suddenly decided he wasn't going to wait until his lover returned to the bedroom. Rising from the tangle of sex-scented sheets, he padded into the bathroom and slid the frosted glass door of the shower open. Stepping into the steamy enclosure, he grasped Draco about the waist and then moved his hands around until they were cupping the blond's hipbones.
"Couldn't wait for the shower?" teased Draco.
"Couldn't wait for the shag," countered Harry, nudging his erection against his boyfriend's backside. Draco made a soft humming sound and rubbed his arse into Harry's groin in consent. Harry reached for the waterproof lube they kept in the shower for just such an emergency and slathered it over his needy prick. "Can't wait long enough to stretch you, either," he growled in warning.
"Don't need it," gasped Draco, arching his back in invitation and bracing himself against the slippery tiles in front of him.
Gratefully, Harry nudged Draco's legs apart wider, then stepped up, guiding his cock into position. With a bold thrust, he surged forward and in, penetrating Draco with a groan of pleasure.
Draco emitted a shaky moan in response to the burn. Harry didn't seem inclined to wait for him to adjust, however, as he drove forward forcefully once, twice more until he was hilted.
Harry covered one of Draco's hands with his own against the tiles, their splayed fingers intertwined, and he wrapped his other hand around Draco's cock and began to pump it with the short, squeezing strokes that his lover favored. Draco reacted by throwing his head back against Harry's shoulder and rocking his hips back and forth between Harry's cock and hand.
The water cascading over and between their bodies added an element of eroticism to their coupling, and the shower stall was soon reverberating with their lusty cries. Draco could feel his climax approaching, and his body seized up with a suddenness that surprised him. His release hit the tiled wall in front of him, while Harry pounded into him from behind.
For Harry, the sensation of Draco clenching down hard on his cock was almost better than his own orgasm, and he savored it while he continued thrusting into his climaxing lover. When Draco finally relaxed, his knees buckled, and he slowly sank to the floor of the shower. Harry snarled at this, but he refused to pull out. Instead, he followed Draco down until both of them were kneeling on the rough, wet surface of the shower stall, with Harry still fucking Draco vigorously.
Draco could only lean helplessly against the tiles in front of him and accept the hard thrusts of Harry's cock into his still-spasming sheath. He was almost relieved when he felt the hot pulses of Harry's release spurting deep within his body.
They remained there, trembling and panting on the floor of the shower, until Harry found the energy to disengage from Draco and clamber unsteadily to his feet.
Draco followed suit, wincing as he straightened his legs. "My knees are going to be raw for a week," he complained.
"Mine, too," Harry said ruefully.
Draco scowled at him over his shoulder and retorted, "Next time, bugger me in the bath."
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, smut, slash, pwp
Word count: 592
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 as a belated birthday gift for aliasfanatic04, who requested shower!smut, the dirtier, the better. It's shower!smut--how dirty can it be? *laughs*
Summary: Harry and Draco get down and dirty in the shower.
Harry lay in bed, one hand lazily stroking his erect cock, while he listened to the shower running in the en suite bathroom. Envisioning his boyfriend standing beneath the spray of water was making him hard enough to hurt, and Harry suddenly decided he wasn't going to wait until his lover returned to the bedroom. Rising from the tangle of sex-scented sheets, he padded into the bathroom and slid the frosted glass door of the shower open. Stepping into the steamy enclosure, he grasped Draco about the waist and then moved his hands around until they were cupping the blond's hipbones.
"Couldn't wait for the shower?" teased Draco.
"Couldn't wait for the shag," countered Harry, nudging his erection against his boyfriend's backside. Draco made a soft humming sound and rubbed his arse into Harry's groin in consent. Harry reached for the waterproof lube they kept in the shower for just such an emergency and slathered it over his needy prick. "Can't wait long enough to stretch you, either," he growled in warning.
"Don't need it," gasped Draco, arching his back in invitation and bracing himself against the slippery tiles in front of him.
Gratefully, Harry nudged Draco's legs apart wider, then stepped up, guiding his cock into position. With a bold thrust, he surged forward and in, penetrating Draco with a groan of pleasure.
Draco emitted a shaky moan in response to the burn. Harry didn't seem inclined to wait for him to adjust, however, as he drove forward forcefully once, twice more until he was hilted.
Harry covered one of Draco's hands with his own against the tiles, their splayed fingers intertwined, and he wrapped his other hand around Draco's cock and began to pump it with the short, squeezing strokes that his lover favored. Draco reacted by throwing his head back against Harry's shoulder and rocking his hips back and forth between Harry's cock and hand.
The water cascading over and between their bodies added an element of eroticism to their coupling, and the shower stall was soon reverberating with their lusty cries. Draco could feel his climax approaching, and his body seized up with a suddenness that surprised him. His release hit the tiled wall in front of him, while Harry pounded into him from behind.
For Harry, the sensation of Draco clenching down hard on his cock was almost better than his own orgasm, and he savored it while he continued thrusting into his climaxing lover. When Draco finally relaxed, his knees buckled, and he slowly sank to the floor of the shower. Harry snarled at this, but he refused to pull out. Instead, he followed Draco down until both of them were kneeling on the rough, wet surface of the shower stall, with Harry still fucking Draco vigorously.
Draco could only lean helplessly against the tiles in front of him and accept the hard thrusts of Harry's cock into his still-spasming sheath. He was almost relieved when he felt the hot pulses of Harry's release spurting deep within his body.
They remained there, trembling and panting on the floor of the shower, until Harry found the energy to disengage from Draco and clamber unsteadily to his feet.
Draco followed suit, wincing as he straightened his legs. "My knees are going to be raw for a week," he complained.
"Mine, too," Harry said ruefully.
Draco scowled at him over his shoulder and retorted, "Next time, bugger me in the bath."