Just A Little Taste (3/6)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: JK owns, I think perverted thoughts and then transfer them onto my computer. And make no money. Or I'd live in the Bahamas.
Title: Just A Little Taste
Author: Sisika
Beta: None
Pairing :H/D
Warning: Slash! (Het may suck, but slash sucks better... ;D )
Rating: PG-13 (But there will be sex! I promise!)
Just A Little Taste
Chapter 3
The kitchen was empty. Unusual, for his restaurant. But yes, yes it was. He could smell yesterday’s special on the stove top, a quality of Indian cooking that he couldn’t get enough of. Like the lingering smell of come, coated on your wall or sheets, gone, but not quite.
Food and sex. And Harry.
Draco closed his eyes and imagined Harry’s strong arms around him and lifting him up, fucking him with the same intensity that he displayed when playing Mario Kart on his dinky DS.
Draco shivered. And thanked God for the cool air.
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Draco’s arms around him, Harry lifting Draco up, and watching Draco’s face as he fucked him. If Draco made any of the faces that he made when the Powerpuff Girls in trouble, Harry knew he was in trouble.
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The smell emanating off Draco’s saucepan could make grown men cry. He knew because so very rarely did anyone nail a chicken Tikka Masala, in his opinion, spoilt by the lurid takeaway businesses, that when such a thing happened, the cosmos shifted and the angels sang.
At least in the U.K. He was sure women in India pretty much nailed it all the time, but he wasn’t an Indian woman. He was sure.
“Hey my Powerpuff.”
Draco growled and knew better than to question Potter’s presence in the restaurant kitchen. “What, no pleasantry? Ron wants to know if you’ll have him over again sometime. I think he loves you.”
Draco didn’t bother grimacing or growling or anything. A response meant an invitation to be mocked. He tried not to moan when Harry put his arms around his and asked him what was wrong. “You usually bite the bait like a good fish, you okay?”
“I’m fine, now could you kindly fuck off?”
“Sure Powerpuff. Just be sure to bring that Tikka Masala home.”
Harry let go of Draco and apparated home.
Then wanked to images of Draco, lathered with Tikka Masala begging for mercy while the end credits of the Powerpuff Girls was on.
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