Fic: "Silent Sincerity" by Twelvefootmountaintroll
Title: Silent Sincerity
Author: Twelvefootmountaintroll
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2107 words
Warnings: None
Summary: Written for the HD Project on tumblr for the prompt "light." A series of snapshots across Harry and Draco's lives.
Why I loved it: I love it when just the right combination of words gives me wonderful feels. The theme of the fic is light and I love how the author expands on it by taking "snapshots" of Harry and Draco's lives and exploring different life events. I also loved the domestic scenes at the end, because even through all their struggles, at least they found their happiness. A short fic, but one that left a lasting impression on me. ♥
The fifth of June: Draco’s birthday. A private celebration at 12 Grimmauld Place. The evening has fallen to dusk, but anticipation has only risen. Fingers twisted together, they walk together to the dark bedroom.
Hands fumble and breath sits hot and heavy on bare skin; clothes lie discarded haphazardly. Where gazes go, tongues and lips and fingertips follow. Bodies are rough and smooth, firm and pliant, begging for touch.
They are pressed together and Harry whispers two words and Draco wants nothing but to comply. He can feel Harry under him, inviting, begging. He wants nothing else.
“Wait.”
A hush, a pause. Their desires aching, colliding, demanding.
“I want to see you.”
Harry’s fingers on his hip are an acquiescence; Draco scrambles in his clothes for his wand, lights the sconces on the walls with a flick of the wrist.
Harry’s eyes meet his. His skin is cast in warm tones from the maroon sheets and the light, his bitten lip calls for Draco’s attention, and a deliberately placed hand makes his need clear.
When, finally, they move in tandem, their gaze is like a red-hot shower of sparks, setting their passions aflame.
Mods: May I have an author tag for this?
Author: Twelvefootmountaintroll
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2107 words
Warnings: None
Summary: Written for the HD Project on tumblr for the prompt "light." A series of snapshots across Harry and Draco's lives.
Why I loved it: I love it when just the right combination of words gives me wonderful feels. The theme of the fic is light and I love how the author expands on it by taking "snapshots" of Harry and Draco's lives and exploring different life events. I also loved the domestic scenes at the end, because even through all their struggles, at least they found their happiness. A short fic, but one that left a lasting impression on me. ♥
The fifth of June: Draco’s birthday. A private celebration at 12 Grimmauld Place. The evening has fallen to dusk, but anticipation has only risen. Fingers twisted together, they walk together to the dark bedroom.
Hands fumble and breath sits hot and heavy on bare skin; clothes lie discarded haphazardly. Where gazes go, tongues and lips and fingertips follow. Bodies are rough and smooth, firm and pliant, begging for touch.
They are pressed together and Harry whispers two words and Draco wants nothing but to comply. He can feel Harry under him, inviting, begging. He wants nothing else.
“Wait.”
A hush, a pause. Their desires aching, colliding, demanding.
“I want to see you.”
Harry’s fingers on his hip are an acquiescence; Draco scrambles in his clothes for his wand, lights the sconces on the walls with a flick of the wrist.
Harry’s eyes meet his. His skin is cast in warm tones from the maroon sheets and the light, his bitten lip calls for Draco’s attention, and a deliberately placed hand makes his need clear.
When, finally, they move in tandem, their gaze is like a red-hot shower of sparks, setting their passions aflame.
Mods: May I have an author tag for this?