Birthday!gift; Slythindor100 Challenge #88
Title: Otherwise Engaged
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: H/D, other HP folk
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 975
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for damn_imasquib, whose request was H/D, wall!sex, either coming out or being discovered. Also uses Challenge #88 for slythindor100, which was anything to do with birthdays or parties.
Summary: Draco crashes Harry's engagement party.
Harry had always hated being the center of attention, so he wasn't too keen on the idea of an engagement party, especially since he was not going to marry Ginny anyway. However, he also hated confrontation and tears, which is why he had yet to tell Ginny he had no intention of marrying her. Frankly, he had no idea how things had gotten so out of hand. He had never proposed to Ginny, nor had he even mentioned marriage to her. She had just assumed it was a foregone conclusion, and Harry hadn't had the heart or the nerve to disabuse her of her romantic fantasies. Accepting Molly's invitation to the family dinner every Sunday had likely fueled Ginny's dreams of matrimony, but Harry had blithely allowed it to continue. Now, however, he'd begun seeing someone else, someone very special to him, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he had to find his Gryffindor courage and let Ginny down. Unfortunately, each time he tried to broach the subject, she would start in on all the plans she was making, and Harry would finally give up and simply smile and nod. It was for that reason that he found himself in the uncomfortable position of having to attend his own engagement party with the full knowledge that his boyfriend was fuming at home.
~*~
Harry intended to get drunk, and he already had a three drink start on his goal when a sudden commotion at the front door of the reception hall caught his attention. He turned to see Draco Malfoy being barred from entering by Ron and George. So far, the confrontation was subdued, but Harry decided he should go diffuse the situation before things got worse.
"What's going on?" he asked as he arrived on the scene.
"Malfoy here is trying to crash the party," sneered Ron.
"See here, Weasley..." protested Draco.
"I'll handle this," Harry interrupted decisively. "Malfoy, why don't we discuss this in the hallway?" he suggested smoothly, taking the blond's arm and escorting him outside the party.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Draco rounded on Harry. "How long are you going to let this...this farce continue?" he seethed. "It's bad enough that we can't be seen in public together, because Ginny might cry or Molly may get upset or the balance of the universe will be undone..."
Harry shut his boyfriend up the best way he knew how, with a long, hot snog. When he came up for air, he meant to tell Draco to go home and wait for him and that he'd be there as soon as possible. However, one look at Draco's kiss-swollen lips and darkened eyes was sufficient to send blood rushing to his groin, and Harry had had just enough to drink that his inhibitions were low. Grabbing his boyfriend's hand, he hauled an unresisting Draco to the nearest door, which turned out to be a small supply closet. Harry pushed his way inside, turned on the overhead bulb, and shut the door behind them. He pressed Draco against the wall and captured his lover's lips in another scorching kiss. In no time, Harry's groin was grinding against Draco's as his cock sought a more intimate connection. He began inching Draco's dress robes up, and when he discovered his boyfriend was wearing nothing but silk boxers beneath, Harry's breath caught in his throat. No longer able to control his impulses, he yanked Draco's underwear down before pressing into him once more.
The back of Draco's head connected heavily with the wall, and when Harry's thigh wedged between his own, Draco began to frot against it. "Please, Harry," he whispered, clutching at his boyfriend's shirt. The sound of Harry's zip being lowered coincided with a sudden slick sensation between his arse cheeks, and Draco whimpered in excitement, knowing his lover would soon ease his aching need.
Harry bent his knees to position the head of his cock, grateful when Draco tilted his pelvis forward to aid him. Once he found the opening he sought, Harry pushed his way carefully inside, mindful of the fact that he hadn't loosened Draco's entrance. He swallowed Draco's tiny exclamation of discomfort, having covered his boyfriend's mouth with his own once more. He thrust up into Draco, turning his head to the side and groaning against his lover's neck at the sensation of being encased in silky heat. He held still, allowing Draco time to adjust, and only began moving again when hands cupped his arse and urged him on.
Draco tried to pull Harry deeper, moaning in delight when his boyfriend began stroking in and out. There was nothing he enjoyed more than being speared on Harry's thick cock and knowing how much pleasure it gave his lover to drive into his pliant body again and again.
Their joining was rushed and frantic, and the supplies on the shelves began to rattle alarmingly. Harry didn't even notice, so intent was he on thrusting into his hot and willing boyfriend. Draco raised his left leg, bringing his knee level with Harry's hip and opening himself wider as he shoved both hands down the back of Harry's trousers to get at warm skin.
Their activities were rapidly approaching a climax when the door to their haven was abruptly flung open and Ginny Weasley's shrill voice screeched, "Harry James Potter! You cheating bastard! What do you have to say for yourself?"
Harry had paused in his movements, but he didn't uncouple from Draco. Rather, he craned to look over his shoulder at his furious fiancee-wannabe and blurted, "Er...the wedding's off?"
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: H/D, other HP folk
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 975
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for damn_imasquib, whose request was H/D, wall!sex, either coming out or being discovered. Also uses Challenge #88 for slythindor100, which was anything to do with birthdays or parties.
Summary: Draco crashes Harry's engagement party.
Harry had always hated being the center of attention, so he wasn't too keen on the idea of an engagement party, especially since he was not going to marry Ginny anyway. However, he also hated confrontation and tears, which is why he had yet to tell Ginny he had no intention of marrying her. Frankly, he had no idea how things had gotten so out of hand. He had never proposed to Ginny, nor had he even mentioned marriage to her. She had just assumed it was a foregone conclusion, and Harry hadn't had the heart or the nerve to disabuse her of her romantic fantasies. Accepting Molly's invitation to the family dinner every Sunday had likely fueled Ginny's dreams of matrimony, but Harry had blithely allowed it to continue. Now, however, he'd begun seeing someone else, someone very special to him, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he had to find his Gryffindor courage and let Ginny down. Unfortunately, each time he tried to broach the subject, she would start in on all the plans she was making, and Harry would finally give up and simply smile and nod. It was for that reason that he found himself in the uncomfortable position of having to attend his own engagement party with the full knowledge that his boyfriend was fuming at home.
~*~
Harry intended to get drunk, and he already had a three drink start on his goal when a sudden commotion at the front door of the reception hall caught his attention. He turned to see Draco Malfoy being barred from entering by Ron and George. So far, the confrontation was subdued, but Harry decided he should go diffuse the situation before things got worse.
"What's going on?" he asked as he arrived on the scene.
"Malfoy here is trying to crash the party," sneered Ron.
"See here, Weasley..." protested Draco.
"I'll handle this," Harry interrupted decisively. "Malfoy, why don't we discuss this in the hallway?" he suggested smoothly, taking the blond's arm and escorting him outside the party.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Draco rounded on Harry. "How long are you going to let this...this farce continue?" he seethed. "It's bad enough that we can't be seen in public together, because Ginny might cry or Molly may get upset or the balance of the universe will be undone..."
Harry shut his boyfriend up the best way he knew how, with a long, hot snog. When he came up for air, he meant to tell Draco to go home and wait for him and that he'd be there as soon as possible. However, one look at Draco's kiss-swollen lips and darkened eyes was sufficient to send blood rushing to his groin, and Harry had had just enough to drink that his inhibitions were low. Grabbing his boyfriend's hand, he hauled an unresisting Draco to the nearest door, which turned out to be a small supply closet. Harry pushed his way inside, turned on the overhead bulb, and shut the door behind them. He pressed Draco against the wall and captured his lover's lips in another scorching kiss. In no time, Harry's groin was grinding against Draco's as his cock sought a more intimate connection. He began inching Draco's dress robes up, and when he discovered his boyfriend was wearing nothing but silk boxers beneath, Harry's breath caught in his throat. No longer able to control his impulses, he yanked Draco's underwear down before pressing into him once more.
The back of Draco's head connected heavily with the wall, and when Harry's thigh wedged between his own, Draco began to frot against it. "Please, Harry," he whispered, clutching at his boyfriend's shirt. The sound of Harry's zip being lowered coincided with a sudden slick sensation between his arse cheeks, and Draco whimpered in excitement, knowing his lover would soon ease his aching need.
Harry bent his knees to position the head of his cock, grateful when Draco tilted his pelvis forward to aid him. Once he found the opening he sought, Harry pushed his way carefully inside, mindful of the fact that he hadn't loosened Draco's entrance. He swallowed Draco's tiny exclamation of discomfort, having covered his boyfriend's mouth with his own once more. He thrust up into Draco, turning his head to the side and groaning against his lover's neck at the sensation of being encased in silky heat. He held still, allowing Draco time to adjust, and only began moving again when hands cupped his arse and urged him on.
Draco tried to pull Harry deeper, moaning in delight when his boyfriend began stroking in and out. There was nothing he enjoyed more than being speared on Harry's thick cock and knowing how much pleasure it gave his lover to drive into his pliant body again and again.
Their joining was rushed and frantic, and the supplies on the shelves began to rattle alarmingly. Harry didn't even notice, so intent was he on thrusting into his hot and willing boyfriend. Draco raised his left leg, bringing his knee level with Harry's hip and opening himself wider as he shoved both hands down the back of Harry's trousers to get at warm skin.
Their activities were rapidly approaching a climax when the door to their haven was abruptly flung open and Ginny Weasley's shrill voice screeched, "Harry James Potter! You cheating bastard! What do you have to say for yourself?"
Harry had paused in his movements, but he didn't uncouple from Draco. Rather, he craned to look over his shoulder at his furious fiancee-wannabe and blurted, "Er...the wedding's off?"