What Harry Wanted [Draco/Harry]
Title: What Harry Wanted
Author: digthewriter
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Draco/Harry
Challenge: "Broom racing" for dracoharry100
Authors Notes: Part two of " What Draco Needed"
"Broom racing?" Harry asked, annoyed, confused, and slightly excited. The last thing he needed was Ron continuing to tease Draco and then beat him at whatever game they were playing this week.
It was crazy, really. Crazy and stupid. At first, Ron had thought that if he continued to beat Draco then Draco would eventually get frustrated and break up with Harry because Harry would never leave his friends for Draco.
Ron, was not a Slytherin, hence scheming wasn't his forte. He didn't realise his plan would backfire and no matter the result, win or lose, Draco would always take it out on Harry-just like how Harry liked it.
If he lost, Draco would get his frustration out, fucking Harry into oblivion. If he won, Harry could have him any way he wanted.
"Yeah, broom racing," Draco said, sneering.
Harry felt the smile creep up on his lips, before he could stop himself. Ron and Draco were both pretty brilliant on the broom and it could be anyone's game. Getting that arousal feeling that started in the pit of his stomach and then reached his cock, Harry struggled to seem nonchalant.
In the end, it was Harry who won.
Author: digthewriter
Word count: 100x2
Characters/pairings: Draco/Harry
Challenge: "Broom racing" for dracoharry100
Authors Notes: Part two of " What Draco Needed"
"Broom racing?" Harry asked, annoyed, confused, and slightly excited. The last thing he needed was Ron continuing to tease Draco and then beat him at whatever game they were playing this week.
It was crazy, really. Crazy and stupid. At first, Ron had thought that if he continued to beat Draco then Draco would eventually get frustrated and break up with Harry because Harry would never leave his friends for Draco.
Ron, was not a Slytherin, hence scheming wasn't his forte. He didn't realise his plan would backfire and no matter the result, win or lose, Draco would always take it out on Harry-just like how Harry liked it.
If he lost, Draco would get his frustration out, fucking Harry into oblivion. If he won, Harry could have him any way he wanted.
"Yeah, broom racing," Draco said, sneering.
Harry felt the smile creep up on his lips, before he could stop himself. Ron and Draco were both pretty brilliant on the broom and it could be anyone's game. Getting that arousal feeling that started in the pit of his stomach and then reached his cock, Harry struggled to seem nonchalant.
In the end, it was Harry who won.