Jutting Out Party
Title: Jutting Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Foreplay
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #96 - butter, change
Summary: Harry's turn! Follows Stepping Out Party.
Malfoy rolled over slowly and dipped his spine. His posture jutted his arse into the air, and he gave an impatient wiggle.
"What are you doing back there, Potter?" he drawled. "Putting butter on your bread?"
"Huh?" Harry grunted, feeling confused now as well as embarrassed.
Malfoy sighed and looked over his shoulder at Harry. "Get on with it, will you?" he snarked. "I might like to attend the party in the Great Hall some time tonight."
"You don't want to go to that party any more than I do," snorted Harry. He drizzled lube over his fingers and tentatively touched the pad of his index finger to Malfoy's dusky pucker. It twitched at the contact, and Harry's cock responded with a throb. He opened his mouth to ask Malfoy if it was okay to push his finger in, then Harry thought better of it. Malfoy had not only asked to be fingered, he had demanded it. Harry pressed his finger inside.
Malfoy's body grasped at the invading digit, and Harry had to bite back a groan. Malfoy was hot and incredibly tight, and Harry was in danger of blowing his load just at the thought of how good this would feel around his cock.
"Give me another," Malfoy said.
"Huh?"
"Another finger, Potter," Malfoy clarified.
"Won't that hurt?" Harry blurted.
"How large is your cock?"
Harry's face got hot. "Right," he said. He pulled his finger out and stuck two back in.
"Mm, now that's more like it," Malfoy said, almost purring in approval. He pushed his arse back, forcing Harry's fingers deeper. "Rub my prostate," Malfoy instructed.
Harry frowned and worked his fingers around. "How will I know what it-"
"Oh fuck, yeah, that's it," said Malfoy, hips bucking slightly.
Sweat popped out on Harry's brow. "When can I put my cock in?" he whined.
"I reckon you should do it now, before you come all over yourself," Malfoy replied. "Hurry up, Potty. I don't have all night."
Harry withdrew his fingers, wrinkled his nose, and wiped the excess lubricant on the sofa cushion. He took his cock in hand and brought it to Malfoy's tiny, winking hole. Harry hesitated. How was his cock going to fit in there?
"Did you change your mind?"
Harry firmed his jaw and thrust.
Plotting Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Foreplay
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #96 - butter, change
Summary: Harry's turn! Follows Stepping Out Party.
Malfoy rolled over slowly and dipped his spine. His posture jutted his arse into the air, and he gave an impatient wiggle.
"What are you doing back there, Potter?" he drawled. "Putting butter on your bread?"
"Huh?" Harry grunted, feeling confused now as well as embarrassed.
Malfoy sighed and looked over his shoulder at Harry. "Get on with it, will you?" he snarked. "I might like to attend the party in the Great Hall some time tonight."
"You don't want to go to that party any more than I do," snorted Harry. He drizzled lube over his fingers and tentatively touched the pad of his index finger to Malfoy's dusky pucker. It twitched at the contact, and Harry's cock responded with a throb. He opened his mouth to ask Malfoy if it was okay to push his finger in, then Harry thought better of it. Malfoy had not only asked to be fingered, he had demanded it. Harry pressed his finger inside.
Malfoy's body grasped at the invading digit, and Harry had to bite back a groan. Malfoy was hot and incredibly tight, and Harry was in danger of blowing his load just at the thought of how good this would feel around his cock.
"Give me another," Malfoy said.
"Huh?"
"Another finger, Potter," Malfoy clarified.
"Won't that hurt?" Harry blurted.
"How large is your cock?"
Harry's face got hot. "Right," he said. He pulled his finger out and stuck two back in.
"Mm, now that's more like it," Malfoy said, almost purring in approval. He pushed his arse back, forcing Harry's fingers deeper. "Rub my prostate," Malfoy instructed.
Harry frowned and worked his fingers around. "How will I know what it-"
"Oh fuck, yeah, that's it," said Malfoy, hips bucking slightly.
Sweat popped out on Harry's brow. "When can I put my cock in?" he whined.
"I reckon you should do it now, before you come all over yourself," Malfoy replied. "Hurry up, Potty. I don't have all night."
Harry withdrew his fingers, wrinkled his nose, and wiped the excess lubricant on the sofa cushion. He took his cock in hand and brought it to Malfoy's tiny, winking hole. Harry hesitated. How was his cock going to fit in there?
"Did you change your mind?"
Harry firmed his jaw and thrust.
Plotting Out Party