Fic: Porn Fan
Title: Porn Fan
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry&Draco
Rating: Difficult to say, it's all for the lulz
Word Count: 464
Summary: Harry's afraid Draco takes porn too seriously.
A/N: For such a small piece of April's 30,000 words, I love this. It was a fun way to poke fun at all the porn I was watching and writing.
Draco always made a lot of noise during sex, Harry didn't know if it was because the way his cock stretched the Slytherin just felt that good or if it was because that's what the women in all of the blond's contraband muggle films did. Harry liked to think it was him, but Draco had been half a virgin when they'd gotten together so there was no one Harry could ask. In as roundabout a manner as possible.
All signs pointed toward Draco's porn collection. The way he moaned after each thrust and how he was particularly vocal the closer he got to coming. Harry had never seen anything like it.
Except in porn.
Which was fake.
And led Harry to a whole new set of worries. Draco wasn't faking it all, was he? He had no way of knowing those films weren't real. Perhaps he thought the vocalisations were all a part of it.
But then Harry didn't want the sounds to go away. Each moan went straight to his cock, urging him to fuck the blond harder, leading in turn to more sounds. If all that was fake...
It bothered Harry perhaps more than it should have. Draco was always willing to have sex, a fact that wouldn't be if the blond didn't enjoy it.
And it wasn't something Harry could bring up just any old time. More of a conversation ender than a starter afterall.
But it really started to get to him.
Perhaps in the middle of sex wasn't the best time to voice his concerns, especially if the look of baffled irritation he recieved was anything to go by.
"What the fuck are you on about, Potter," Draco hissed, arse spasming around Harry's cock just the way he liked it.
"I-it's not that I don't like it," Harry began falteringly. "But those muggle films are fake and I don't want you doing it just because they do."
Draco furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you seriously telling me that I make too much noise during sex?" He blinked, an unsure expression emerging before Draco could hide it. "There's nothing wrong with being loud."
Harry nodded quickly, running soothing hands up and down his lover's arms. "I like it, Draco," he pleaded. "I just don't want you feeling compelled because some fake woman does."
Draco looked disgusted, pushing Harry off of him and ignoring his own painful hiss as the brunette slid out of him. "Potter, you complete arse. That's what the fucking mute button is for."
Harry blinked, a slow smile spreading across his face. "You really like it that much when I fuck you?"
Draco flinched, embarrassed finally by the terms of their conversation. "Sod off, Potter."
"But you like it!" Harry laughed delightedly. "You don't hide it well, Malfoy."
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry&Draco
Rating: Difficult to say, it's all for the lulz
Word Count: 464
Summary: Harry's afraid Draco takes porn too seriously.
A/N: For such a small piece of April's 30,000 words, I love this. It was a fun way to poke fun at all the porn I was watching and writing.
Draco always made a lot of noise during sex, Harry didn't know if it was because the way his cock stretched the Slytherin just felt that good or if it was because that's what the women in all of the blond's contraband muggle films did. Harry liked to think it was him, but Draco had been half a virgin when they'd gotten together so there was no one Harry could ask. In as roundabout a manner as possible.
All signs pointed toward Draco's porn collection. The way he moaned after each thrust and how he was particularly vocal the closer he got to coming. Harry had never seen anything like it.
Except in porn.
Which was fake.
And led Harry to a whole new set of worries. Draco wasn't faking it all, was he? He had no way of knowing those films weren't real. Perhaps he thought the vocalisations were all a part of it.
But then Harry didn't want the sounds to go away. Each moan went straight to his cock, urging him to fuck the blond harder, leading in turn to more sounds. If all that was fake...
It bothered Harry perhaps more than it should have. Draco was always willing to have sex, a fact that wouldn't be if the blond didn't enjoy it.
And it wasn't something Harry could bring up just any old time. More of a conversation ender than a starter afterall.
But it really started to get to him.
Perhaps in the middle of sex wasn't the best time to voice his concerns, especially if the look of baffled irritation he recieved was anything to go by.
"What the fuck are you on about, Potter," Draco hissed, arse spasming around Harry's cock just the way he liked it.
"I-it's not that I don't like it," Harry began falteringly. "But those muggle films are fake and I don't want you doing it just because they do."
Draco furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you seriously telling me that I make too much noise during sex?" He blinked, an unsure expression emerging before Draco could hide it. "There's nothing wrong with being loud."
Harry nodded quickly, running soothing hands up and down his lover's arms. "I like it, Draco," he pleaded. "I just don't want you feeling compelled because some fake woman does."
Draco looked disgusted, pushing Harry off of him and ignoring his own painful hiss as the brunette slid out of him. "Potter, you complete arse. That's what the fucking mute button is for."
Harry blinked, a slow smile spreading across his face. "You really like it that much when I fuck you?"
Draco flinched, embarrassed finally by the terms of their conversation. "Sod off, Potter."
"But you like it!" Harry laughed delightedly. "You don't hide it well, Malfoy."