Slythindor100 #112: Sublime
Title: Sublime
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 325
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for Challenge #112 at slythindor100, which was a list of 30 words. We were to use at least 20, and I managed 23.
Summary: Harry absconds with Draco to the mountains.
lunatic, sensory, self-righteous, masterful, sublime, perfection, reminder, sorry, vicarious, forgetting, chaotic, jasmine, kip, strident, annoying, fire, park, sullied, mountain, relationship, rose bush, express, familiarity, frost, paradise, cowardly, heart-stopping, outburst, bash, misplaced
"How dare you Apparate me here against my will, you lunatic?! You'll be sorry for this!"
Harry fought to contain a grin at Draco's strident outburst. It wouldn't do to interrupt his boyfriend in the middle of one of his self-righteous rants, no matter how misplaced Draco's ire was this time.
"I have work to do," Draco continued spouting. "I don't have time to go gallivanting off to the mountains!" This was said with a general flailing of his arms, which encompassed the cabin they currently occupied. It was small but cozy, with a cushy sofa placed in front of the hearth, a kitchenette off to one side, and a bedroom and en suite in the loft above. The cabin was freshly cleaned and smelled of lemon and jasmine.
"You seem to be forgetting something," Harry interjected, halting Draco's chaotic tirade.
"And what might that be?" The frost in Draco's voice matched that on the windows.
"Today is the one-year anniversary of our relationship."
Draco's jaw dropped at the reminder. "Oh. I-I hadn't realized that," he mumbled, thoroughly abashed.
"I reckoned as much," Harry sighed, stepping forward to take Draco in his arms. He nuzzled his boyfriend's neck, drinking in the familiarity of his beloved scent, then captured Draco's lips in a heart-stopping kiss. Harry came up for air, allowing his hands to slide down Draco's body to knead the perfection of his boyfriend's arse. "I rented the cabin for the weekend," he murmured. "We are going to stay here, far from our well-meaning but annoying friends and family, in this frozen paradise. We will park ourselves in front of the fire and toast marshmallows, drink wine and make love. How does that sound?" he asked, masterful hands still working their magic on Draco's firm arse as he rubbed their groins slowly together.
Draco's eyelashes fluttered at the sensory overload, and he sighed in answer, "Sublime."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 325
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for Challenge #112 at slythindor100, which was a list of 30 words. We were to use at least 20, and I managed 23.
Summary: Harry absconds with Draco to the mountains.
lunatic, sensory, self-righteous, masterful, sublime, perfection, reminder, sorry, vicarious, forgetting, chaotic, jasmine, kip, strident, annoying, fire, park, sullied, mountain, relationship, rose bush, express, familiarity, frost, paradise, cowardly, heart-stopping, outburst, bash, misplaced
"How dare you Apparate me here against my will, you lunatic?! You'll be sorry for this!"
Harry fought to contain a grin at Draco's strident outburst. It wouldn't do to interrupt his boyfriend in the middle of one of his self-righteous rants, no matter how misplaced Draco's ire was this time.
"I have work to do," Draco continued spouting. "I don't have time to go gallivanting off to the mountains!" This was said with a general flailing of his arms, which encompassed the cabin they currently occupied. It was small but cozy, with a cushy sofa placed in front of the hearth, a kitchenette off to one side, and a bedroom and en suite in the loft above. The cabin was freshly cleaned and smelled of lemon and jasmine.
"You seem to be forgetting something," Harry interjected, halting Draco's chaotic tirade.
"And what might that be?" The frost in Draco's voice matched that on the windows.
"Today is the one-year anniversary of our relationship."
Draco's jaw dropped at the reminder. "Oh. I-I hadn't realized that," he mumbled, thoroughly abashed.
"I reckoned as much," Harry sighed, stepping forward to take Draco in his arms. He nuzzled his boyfriend's neck, drinking in the familiarity of his beloved scent, then captured Draco's lips in a heart-stopping kiss. Harry came up for air, allowing his hands to slide down Draco's body to knead the perfection of his boyfriend's arse. "I rented the cabin for the weekend," he murmured. "We are going to stay here, far from our well-meaning but annoying friends and family, in this frozen paradise. We will park ourselves in front of the fire and toast marshmallows, drink wine and make love. How does that sound?" he asked, masterful hands still working their magic on Draco's firm arse as he rubbed their groins slowly together.
Draco's eyelashes fluttered at the sensory overload, and he sighed in answer, "Sublime."