Title: Breakfast Conversation
Author:
original_liePairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Word Count: ?
Warning: ignores DH
Summary: It was just sex.
A/N: Written at the drabble thing in Regents Park at the Sectus Picnic... the prompt was "breakfast conversation" hence the title
Breakfast Conversation
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Harry tried unsuccessfully to hide his pink cheeks for the third time by taking a large mouthful of toast and promptly choking.
"Potter?" Draco asked, exasperation positively dripping from the word.
"Fine! I... I'm fine." Harry responded rather too quickly, still coughing up bits of moist toast and raspberry jam.
Draco heaved a heavy sigh and pushed his chair back, walking over to the sink and slamming the cheap mug down.
"It was just sex, Potter."
"I-"
Draco raised a hand to silence him and shook his head tiredly.
"You're blushing like a school girl and/or virgin. And last time I checked you were neither."
Harry blushed again and Draco raised his hands as if begging a higher power. Draco stalked over to the table and pulled Harry up before slamming him into the wall.
"Sex!" he all but screeched. "Now we're going upstairs, and when we come down if you're still blushing like you are right now, were going to repeat the process until such a time as when you can."