Birthday!gift: Still A Small Problem
Title: Still A Small Problem
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Um...accidental bum sex, ftw! (Characters engaged in sexual activity are of age.)
Word count: 965
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 tarajw, who requested a sequel to A Small Problem.
Summary: Draco's boyfriend is no longer tiny, but he's still so small.
Early morning sunlight was streaming in the windows when Draco awoke. He thought at first that he was hugging a child to himself when he felt a small body snuggled into the curve of his own, but Draco soon realized that it was Harry. The potion must be wearing off at last. An embarrassed flush stole up Draco's face when he recalled their sexual activity of the night before. It had seemed so utterly inappropriate, yet it had felt fantastic. Thinking of sex wasn't helping to alleviate his morning erection, and Draco bit his lip and tried to distract himself with thoughts of Goyle in a tutu. By the time Draco had succeeded in calming his libido, Harry woke up.
"Draco," Harry murmured, burrowing closer.
Draco felt Harry tense, then watched as his boyfriend drew back and blinked bleary green eyes up at him.
"I should get these glasses fixed," Harry mumbled. "You look huge."
"You're not wearing your glasses," Draco informed him.
Harry frowned in confusion until he blurted, "That bloody potion!" He sat up with a scowl and looked down at himself. "At least I'm no longer the size of a pixie," he sighed.
"That was rather disconcerting."
Harry lifted the covers and scowled. "My cock is tiny," he whined.
Draco couldn't suppress a snort of laughter. A little fist punched him in the shoulder.
"It may be small, but it's ready," Harry announced, pinching one of Draco's nipples in his little fingers.
"Harry!" Draco protested, pushing his boyfriend's hand away. "Let's wait until tonight, when you're back to normal."
"A morning shag is normal," Harry insisted, running his hand over Draco's naked hip and fumbling for his penis.
Draco scrabbled away so quickly he almost fell out the other side of the bed. "We can't have sex!" he hissed. "You...you're no bigger than a child." His voice and expression were plainly scandalized.
"I'm an adult."
"Yes, I know that, Harry, but-"
"Think of Professor Flitwick," Harry suggested. "He is a small adult, and I doubt he's doing without sex because of it."
Draco shuddered. "You're not helping your cause with that image."
"I am merely saying that in spite of my current stature, I am an adult and wish to be treated as one." Harry sidled closer. "Don't tell me you don't have a morning stiffy," he cajoled, reaching between Draco's legs once more. "Oh," he frowned, finding his boyfriend limp and uninterested. "Oh!" he exclaimed again as Draco's penis reacted to the physical touch by swelling rapidly once more.
Draco tried to escape. "Harry," he pleaded, trying to reason with his determined boyfriend. "I can't have sex with you when you're the size of a child. It's just wrong."
"Stop being such a prude," snapped Harry, reaching for Draco again and scowling when he twitched away. "Alright, alright," Harry relented, flouncing back against the pillows. His gaze sharpened on Draco. "May I at least rub against you, like we did last night?"
Draco's cock urged him to say yes, and after a moment spent wibbling over it, he finally gave in. "I...I suppose that will be alright."
Harry beamed and scrambled for the lube. He slicked up his small cock, then tossed the bottle to Draco.
"Er...?" was Draco's response.
"Don't you want to rub our cocks together?" Harry asked him.
Draco was still squeamish about aligning his man-sized cock with Harry's boy-sized one. As he struggled to find a tactful way to get out of the predicament, Harry made a different suggestion.
"Or, you could let me rub against your arse."
To Draco, that seemed a better option. He wouldn't have to see Harry and be traumatized by his boyfriend's childlike appearance. With a relieved smile, Draco rolled onto his stomach and slid his hand underneath his body to wrap around his cock. Harry clambered between Draco's legs and guided his cock into Draco's cleft, sliding it up and down. The lubricant eased any friction, and Draco was quite enjoying himself. Until...
"Harry!" he squeaked in outrage.
"I'm sorry! It just happened!" Harry exclaimed. Despite his words, he seemed disinclined to stop thrusting his small cock into Draco's hole.
Talk about being unprepared, Draco fumed. Not only had he not been lubed and stretched, but he hadn't expected his honorable boyfriend to give him such a rude poke in the bum and then pretend it had been accidental. Draco had to admit the sex wasn't uncomfortable. Harry's penis was no bigger than his finger after all, but it was the principle of it. Draco's arse and cock, however, seemed to enjoy this new activity more so than the frotting, and he continued wanking himself until he came with a series of gasping pants.
Behind Draco, Harry made a surprisingly low, throaty growl for someone his size and thrust himself more forcefully into Draco's clenching channel. When he climaxed, however, his voice had gone unnaturally high and shrill again, in keeping with his reduced size. "Aaiiee!" he cried, releasing a couple small spurts inside his boyfriend. Obviously, his testicles weren't up to snuff yet, either.
Harry pulled out with a sigh of smug satisfaction, lending credence to Draco's theory that the accidental bum sex hadn't been so accidental after all. Clearly, his boyfriend was more of a Slytherin than Draco had given him credit for. "I can't believe you buggered me with your wee willy," he groused, flopping onto his back with his hand still curled loosely around his limp penis.
Harry looked offended for all of two seconds before his eyes narrowed and he countered with, "I can't believe your arse felt so snug around it."
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Um...accidental bum sex, ftw! (Characters engaged in sexual activity are of age.)
Word count: 965
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 tarajw, who requested a sequel to A Small Problem.
Summary: Draco's boyfriend is no longer tiny, but he's still so small.
Early morning sunlight was streaming in the windows when Draco awoke. He thought at first that he was hugging a child to himself when he felt a small body snuggled into the curve of his own, but Draco soon realized that it was Harry. The potion must be wearing off at last. An embarrassed flush stole up Draco's face when he recalled their sexual activity of the night before. It had seemed so utterly inappropriate, yet it had felt fantastic. Thinking of sex wasn't helping to alleviate his morning erection, and Draco bit his lip and tried to distract himself with thoughts of Goyle in a tutu. By the time Draco had succeeded in calming his libido, Harry woke up.
"Draco," Harry murmured, burrowing closer.
Draco felt Harry tense, then watched as his boyfriend drew back and blinked bleary green eyes up at him.
"I should get these glasses fixed," Harry mumbled. "You look huge."
"You're not wearing your glasses," Draco informed him.
Harry frowned in confusion until he blurted, "That bloody potion!" He sat up with a scowl and looked down at himself. "At least I'm no longer the size of a pixie," he sighed.
"That was rather disconcerting."
Harry lifted the covers and scowled. "My cock is tiny," he whined.
Draco couldn't suppress a snort of laughter. A little fist punched him in the shoulder.
"It may be small, but it's ready," Harry announced, pinching one of Draco's nipples in his little fingers.
"Harry!" Draco protested, pushing his boyfriend's hand away. "Let's wait until tonight, when you're back to normal."
"A morning shag is normal," Harry insisted, running his hand over Draco's naked hip and fumbling for his penis.
Draco scrabbled away so quickly he almost fell out the other side of the bed. "We can't have sex!" he hissed. "You...you're no bigger than a child." His voice and expression were plainly scandalized.
"I'm an adult."
"Yes, I know that, Harry, but-"
"Think of Professor Flitwick," Harry suggested. "He is a small adult, and I doubt he's doing without sex because of it."
Draco shuddered. "You're not helping your cause with that image."
"I am merely saying that in spite of my current stature, I am an adult and wish to be treated as one." Harry sidled closer. "Don't tell me you don't have a morning stiffy," he cajoled, reaching between Draco's legs once more. "Oh," he frowned, finding his boyfriend limp and uninterested. "Oh!" he exclaimed again as Draco's penis reacted to the physical touch by swelling rapidly once more.
Draco tried to escape. "Harry," he pleaded, trying to reason with his determined boyfriend. "I can't have sex with you when you're the size of a child. It's just wrong."
"Stop being such a prude," snapped Harry, reaching for Draco again and scowling when he twitched away. "Alright, alright," Harry relented, flouncing back against the pillows. His gaze sharpened on Draco. "May I at least rub against you, like we did last night?"
Draco's cock urged him to say yes, and after a moment spent wibbling over it, he finally gave in. "I...I suppose that will be alright."
Harry beamed and scrambled for the lube. He slicked up his small cock, then tossed the bottle to Draco.
"Er...?" was Draco's response.
"Don't you want to rub our cocks together?" Harry asked him.
Draco was still squeamish about aligning his man-sized cock with Harry's boy-sized one. As he struggled to find a tactful way to get out of the predicament, Harry made a different suggestion.
"Or, you could let me rub against your arse."
To Draco, that seemed a better option. He wouldn't have to see Harry and be traumatized by his boyfriend's childlike appearance. With a relieved smile, Draco rolled onto his stomach and slid his hand underneath his body to wrap around his cock. Harry clambered between Draco's legs and guided his cock into Draco's cleft, sliding it up and down. The lubricant eased any friction, and Draco was quite enjoying himself. Until...
"Harry!" he squeaked in outrage.
"I'm sorry! It just happened!" Harry exclaimed. Despite his words, he seemed disinclined to stop thrusting his small cock into Draco's hole.
Talk about being unprepared, Draco fumed. Not only had he not been lubed and stretched, but he hadn't expected his honorable boyfriend to give him such a rude poke in the bum and then pretend it had been accidental. Draco had to admit the sex wasn't uncomfortable. Harry's penis was no bigger than his finger after all, but it was the principle of it. Draco's arse and cock, however, seemed to enjoy this new activity more so than the frotting, and he continued wanking himself until he came with a series of gasping pants.
Behind Draco, Harry made a surprisingly low, throaty growl for someone his size and thrust himself more forcefully into Draco's clenching channel. When he climaxed, however, his voice had gone unnaturally high and shrill again, in keeping with his reduced size. "Aaiiee!" he cried, releasing a couple small spurts inside his boyfriend. Obviously, his testicles weren't up to snuff yet, either.
Harry pulled out with a sigh of smug satisfaction, lending credence to Draco's theory that the accidental bum sex hadn't been so accidental after all. Clearly, his boyfriend was more of a Slytherin than Draco had given him credit for. "I can't believe you buggered me with your wee willy," he groused, flopping onto his back with his hand still curled loosely around his limp penis.
Harry looked offended for all of two seconds before his eyes narrowed and he countered with, "I can't believe your arse felt so snug around it."