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Title: Blank Space 29
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Narcissa
Rating: R
Warning(s): Mpreg, sexual content
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 No. 264 - tempt
Summary: Draco and Harry may wish to skip the ceremony and go straight to the honeymoon.
Draco reined in his ardor and stepped back. He'd almost allowed his attraction for his soon-to-be husband to overwhelm his good sense. "No, we do not have time for a quickie," he muttered.
"Then don't tempt me," said Potter.
"I didn't tempt you," said Draco. "You were tempting me!"
"Bollocks," scoffed Potter. "You're always doing the tempting. You and your soft hair and your perky little nipples and your tight as fuck arse-"
"What about your brilliant eyes and your firm chest and your strong thighs-"
Their argument ended in an explosive kiss. They went from squabbling to snogging in an instant. Their teeth clacked together and their hands fisted in each other's hair and clothing as both of them sought to control the kiss. Draco's head swam from lack of air and the sudden redirection of his blood supply to nether regions. At the moment, however, kissing Potter was more important than breathing.
Potter backed Draco up until he thumped into the wall. He immediately arched, trying desperately to rub against Potter for some relief. Potter broke off devouring Draco's lips and kissed his way to his throat instead. Draco moaned and tugged at Potter's hair with one hand, while grasping at Potter's arse with his other hand.
Just as things were getting to the point of no return, his mum found them.
"Draco, Harry, it's al...my god, what are you two doing?!"
Potter sprang away as if hit with a Stinging hex, and Draco immediately stood up straight and tried to smooth his hair back into place. "My apologies, Mum," he said stiffly. "We, ah, we were just...well..."
"Just about to fornicate in the parlor instead of taking your places for the ceremony, WHICH IS ABOUT TO BEGIN," Narcissa snapped. While she didn't raise her voice, her displeasure came through, loud and clear.
Draco's shoulders hunched. How he hated incurring his mother's wrath, and he seemed to be doing it much more often since he'd gotten Potter up the duff. Draco turned to glare at his fiance. "This is your fault," he accused.
"My fault?!"
"You are both at fault," said Narcissa. "Cease your bickering, and focus. You're getting married in five minutes."
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Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Narcissa
Rating: R
Warning(s): Mpreg, sexual content
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 No. 264 - tempt
Summary: Draco and Harry may wish to skip the ceremony and go straight to the honeymoon.
Draco reined in his ardor and stepped back. He'd almost allowed his attraction for his soon-to-be husband to overwhelm his good sense. "No, we do not have time for a quickie," he muttered.
"Then don't tempt me," said Potter.
"I didn't tempt you," said Draco. "You were tempting me!"
"Bollocks," scoffed Potter. "You're always doing the tempting. You and your soft hair and your perky little nipples and your tight as fuck arse-"
"What about your brilliant eyes and your firm chest and your strong thighs-"
Their argument ended in an explosive kiss. They went from squabbling to snogging in an instant. Their teeth clacked together and their hands fisted in each other's hair and clothing as both of them sought to control the kiss. Draco's head swam from lack of air and the sudden redirection of his blood supply to nether regions. At the moment, however, kissing Potter was more important than breathing.
Potter backed Draco up until he thumped into the wall. He immediately arched, trying desperately to rub against Potter for some relief. Potter broke off devouring Draco's lips and kissed his way to his throat instead. Draco moaned and tugged at Potter's hair with one hand, while grasping at Potter's arse with his other hand.
Just as things were getting to the point of no return, his mum found them.
"Draco, Harry, it's al...my god, what are you two doing?!"
Potter sprang away as if hit with a Stinging hex, and Draco immediately stood up straight and tried to smooth his hair back into place. "My apologies, Mum," he said stiffly. "We, ah, we were just...well..."
"Just about to fornicate in the parlor instead of taking your places for the ceremony, WHICH IS ABOUT TO BEGIN," Narcissa snapped. While she didn't raise her voice, her displeasure came through, loud and clear.
Draco's shoulders hunched. How he hated incurring his mother's wrath, and he seemed to be doing it much more often since he'd gotten Potter up the duff. Draco turned to glare at his fiance. "This is your fault," he accused.
"My fault?!"
"You are both at fault," said Narcissa. "Cease your bickering, and focus. You're getting married in five minutes."
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