Whatever You Want (H/D, PG-13)
Title: Whatever You Want
Author: sesheta_66
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 360
Challenges: for kittie8571's birthday request of "H/D - You can't ride two horses with one ass and mention of hip bones".
Summary: This year's Ministry retreat is at a ranch, and Pansy couldn't be more ecstatic about it.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Whatever You Want
"I can’t believe they chose a ranch for the Ministry retreat this year," Pansy whinged.
"Take it up with Granger. She and her Muggle upbringing are to blame," Draco informed her.
"Merlin, save us all," Pansy suddenly exclaimed.
Draco followed her gaze all the way to Potter, who was making his way over to them, two horses trailing behind. Draco tried not to stare, but Potter's low-rise jeans and just-fitting t-shirt separated as he reached up to pat one of the horses, giving Draco a glimpse of those delicious hipbones. Draco swallowed roughly as his throat suddenly went dry.
"Hey, Potter! You can't ride two horses with one arse." Pansy laughed at her own joke, then rolled her eyes at Draco and left without waiting for a retort.
"I thought we could go for a ride," Potter suggested as he sidled up to Draco.
Draco nearly choked on the words before realising that the ride Potter meant was atop the horses. "You thought wrong," he deadpanned. He was shocked his voice actually worked.
"Aw, c'mon, Malfoy. Surely you're not afraid to ride a horse."
Frankly, I'd rather ride you, Draco thought. "No, Potter, I am not afraid. I am, however, a Slytherin, and unlike you, a Gryffindor, I have a healthy respect for my arse and for preserving it in its current condition."
"Mmm," Potter said, then ogled said arse. "I can see why."
What the hell? Draco had been dropping hints for months that he was interested, but Potter never rose - so to speak - to the challenge. Surely he wasn't …
"Well?" Potter said.
"What do I get if I do?" Draco asked, unable to stop himself.
"Whatever you want."
Draco had to hold back a groan. Instead, he shot Potter a feral grin. "My, my, Potter, but you are brave, aren't you?"
Potter shrugged. "So they tell me."
"You're on," Draco found himself agreeing. "But for the rest of this retreat, your arse is mine."
"No problem, Malfoy." Potter flashed Draco an eager grin of his own, making Draco question just how innocent Potter really was. "In fact, I'm counting on it."
Author: sesheta_66
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 360
Challenges: for kittie8571's birthday request of "H/D - You can't ride two horses with one ass and mention of hip bones".
Summary: This year's Ministry retreat is at a ranch, and Pansy couldn't be more ecstatic about it.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Whatever You Want
"I can’t believe they chose a ranch for the Ministry retreat this year," Pansy whinged.
"Take it up with Granger. She and her Muggle upbringing are to blame," Draco informed her.
"Merlin, save us all," Pansy suddenly exclaimed.
Draco followed her gaze all the way to Potter, who was making his way over to them, two horses trailing behind. Draco tried not to stare, but Potter's low-rise jeans and just-fitting t-shirt separated as he reached up to pat one of the horses, giving Draco a glimpse of those delicious hipbones. Draco swallowed roughly as his throat suddenly went dry.
"Hey, Potter! You can't ride two horses with one arse." Pansy laughed at her own joke, then rolled her eyes at Draco and left without waiting for a retort.
"I thought we could go for a ride," Potter suggested as he sidled up to Draco.
Draco nearly choked on the words before realising that the ride Potter meant was atop the horses. "You thought wrong," he deadpanned. He was shocked his voice actually worked.
"Aw, c'mon, Malfoy. Surely you're not afraid to ride a horse."
Frankly, I'd rather ride you, Draco thought. "No, Potter, I am not afraid. I am, however, a Slytherin, and unlike you, a Gryffindor, I have a healthy respect for my arse and for preserving it in its current condition."
"Mmm," Potter said, then ogled said arse. "I can see why."
What the hell? Draco had been dropping hints for months that he was interested, but Potter never rose - so to speak - to the challenge. Surely he wasn't …
"Well?" Potter said.
"What do I get if I do?" Draco asked, unable to stop himself.
"Whatever you want."
Draco had to hold back a groan. Instead, he shot Potter a feral grin. "My, my, Potter, but you are brave, aren't you?"
Potter shrugged. "So they tell me."
"You're on," Draco found himself agreeing. "But for the rest of this retreat, your arse is mine."
"No problem, Malfoy." Potter flashed Draco an eager grin of his own, making Draco question just how innocent Potter really was. "In fact, I'm counting on it."