Not so safe (Harry/Draco)
Title: Not So Safe
Author/Artist: digthewriter
Word Count: 100x2
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Created for: dracoharry100 prompt: SAFE. PORN SUNDAY for torino10154
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: The one where they have sex in the loo.
"Are you sure it's saf- Ah! Malfoy!" Harry groaned his frustration and moaned his pleasure as Malfoy pounded into him in the Ministry's seventeenth floor lavatory. He'd promised that he'd locked the doors but knowing that it was Malfoy, Harry couldn't entirely trust him.
"Stop your whining, Potter," Malfoy replied, "I told you that it's safe so it's safe!" He continued to thrust in and out of Harry as he pressed Harry's face against the tiny toilet stall door they had locked themselves in.
"Merlin. I really hate you sometimes..."
"Right. That's why you came looking for me during lunch!" Malfoy retorted.
Harry didn't respond and instead he just continued to take it as Malfoy gave it to him. He knew he couldn't argue back; his "lunch" with Malfoy was usually the highlight of his week.
"Tell me, Potter. Tell me how much you want it," Malfoy said, his voice trembling and Harry could tell that he was close.
"Fuck, Malfoy," Harry groaned!
"Harry, if you're just about done, the Minister's asked you to stop by his office." Hermione's voice was crystal clear which told Harry that Malfoy had in fact not locked the door.
Gods, he really hated Malfoy.
Author/Artist: digthewriter
Word Count: 100x2
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Created for: dracoharry100 prompt: SAFE. PORN SUNDAY for torino10154
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: The one where they have sex in the loo.
"Are you sure it's saf- Ah! Malfoy!" Harry groaned his frustration and moaned his pleasure as Malfoy pounded into him in the Ministry's seventeenth floor lavatory. He'd promised that he'd locked the doors but knowing that it was Malfoy, Harry couldn't entirely trust him.
"Stop your whining, Potter," Malfoy replied, "I told you that it's safe so it's safe!" He continued to thrust in and out of Harry as he pressed Harry's face against the tiny toilet stall door they had locked themselves in.
"Merlin. I really hate you sometimes..."
"Right. That's why you came looking for me during lunch!" Malfoy retorted.
Harry didn't respond and instead he just continued to take it as Malfoy gave it to him. He knew he couldn't argue back; his "lunch" with Malfoy was usually the highlight of his week.
"Tell me, Potter. Tell me how much you want it," Malfoy said, his voice trembling and Harry could tell that he was close.
"Fuck, Malfoy," Harry groaned!
"Harry, if you're just about done, the Minister's asked you to stop by his office." Hermione's voice was crystal clear which told Harry that Malfoy had in fact not locked the door.
Gods, he really hated Malfoy.