HPAnimagus; Slythindor100 Challenge #91
Title: Scratches
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Hermione
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex, slash, smut (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 425
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 for the current prompt at hp_animagus, which was scratches. Also written for Challenge #91 at slythindor100 which was to use at least ten words from this list: pie, saucy, peaches, cat, purple, keyhole, animated, wet, storm, excited, shallow, firm, scent, obtuse, stroll. This is from the same verse as White Cat and the Cherry Tree.
Summary: Draco is mischievous, Hermione is concerned, and Harry is rather smug.
Draco beckoned with a flick of his ears and tail, and Harry pounced. Draco enjoyed a good wrestling match in cat form, and Harry was always happy to oblige him. Draco rolled to his back, and Harry gave him a couple shallow pokes to his white tummy, only to yelp in dismay when his feline boyfriend wrapped his front paws around his wrist and kicked him with his hind feet.
"Ouch, that's too rough!" Harry protested. He scowled at Draco, whose smug facial expression was animated by his ears and whiskers. "Oh, you think you've won, don't you?" Harry huffed. He reached out and tweaked a bit of fur, and the wrestling began all over again.
Harry smiled at Hermione as he accepted a slice of her famous pie, the one that she made with peaches and apricots. He was pleased to note she was using the beautiful, purple china plates that he and Draco had given Hermione and Ron for a wedding gift. Draco had been amused at the thought of the china clashing with Ron's hair, and Harry went along with it because he knew purple was one of Hermione's favorite colors.
"Harry, how did you get those scratches on your hand?" Hermione asked with a frown.
Harry waved off her concern. "I was playing with Draco in cat form, and he got a little excited, is all."
A stroll outdoors turned into a mad dash for the house when it began to storm. Laughing and wet, Harry and Draco tumbled through the door and made their way quickly to the bathroom for towels.
Draco entered the bedroom, then turned to beckon Harry with a saucy wink. Harry pounced. He and Draco rolled across their expansive bed, damp clothes scattering in every direction. In moments, Harry was pumping between his boyfriend's thighs, shafting Draco with firm strokes.
Draco responded by wrapping his legs around Harry and digging furrows into his back as he clung to his lover, writhing and mewling in pleasure.
Hermione shook her head at such antics. "A simple healing charm would take care of those marks," she commented.
Harry shrugged. "That's true," he replied, "but it gives Draco a measure of satisfaction to think he can get the better of me." As Hermione rolled her eyes, Harry spooned a bite of pie into his mouth to hide his smirk. Lucky for him, she couldn't see the scratches on his back.
Too Easy
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Hermione
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex, slash, smut (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 425
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 for the current prompt at hp_animagus, which was scratches. Also written for Challenge #91 at slythindor100 which was to use at least ten words from this list: pie, saucy, peaches, cat, purple, keyhole, animated, wet, storm, excited, shallow, firm, scent, obtuse, stroll. This is from the same verse as White Cat and the Cherry Tree.
Summary: Draco is mischievous, Hermione is concerned, and Harry is rather smug.
Draco beckoned with a flick of his ears and tail, and Harry pounced. Draco enjoyed a good wrestling match in cat form, and Harry was always happy to oblige him. Draco rolled to his back, and Harry gave him a couple shallow pokes to his white tummy, only to yelp in dismay when his feline boyfriend wrapped his front paws around his wrist and kicked him with his hind feet.
"Ouch, that's too rough!" Harry protested. He scowled at Draco, whose smug facial expression was animated by his ears and whiskers. "Oh, you think you've won, don't you?" Harry huffed. He reached out and tweaked a bit of fur, and the wrestling began all over again.
Harry smiled at Hermione as he accepted a slice of her famous pie, the one that she made with peaches and apricots. He was pleased to note she was using the beautiful, purple china plates that he and Draco had given Hermione and Ron for a wedding gift. Draco had been amused at the thought of the china clashing with Ron's hair, and Harry went along with it because he knew purple was one of Hermione's favorite colors.
"Harry, how did you get those scratches on your hand?" Hermione asked with a frown.
Harry waved off her concern. "I was playing with Draco in cat form, and he got a little excited, is all."
A stroll outdoors turned into a mad dash for the house when it began to storm. Laughing and wet, Harry and Draco tumbled through the door and made their way quickly to the bathroom for towels.
Draco entered the bedroom, then turned to beckon Harry with a saucy wink. Harry pounced. He and Draco rolled across their expansive bed, damp clothes scattering in every direction. In moments, Harry was pumping between his boyfriend's thighs, shafting Draco with firm strokes.
Draco responded by wrapping his legs around Harry and digging furrows into his back as he clung to his lover, writhing and mewling in pleasure.
Hermione shook her head at such antics. "A simple healing charm would take care of those marks," she commented.
Harry shrugged. "That's true," he replied, "but it gives Draco a measure of satisfaction to think he can get the better of me." As Hermione rolled her eyes, Harry spooned a bite of pie into his mouth to hide his smirk. Lucky for him, she couldn't see the scratches on his back.
Too Easy