Dragon Brew 78
Title: Dragon Brew 78
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 395
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hp_coffeehouse Prompt No. 78 - holiday cheer
Summary: Someone is salty to have lost topping rights.
"You look like the Grinch just stole your cup of holiday cheer."
Harry glowered up at Malfoy from under his brows. "You cheated."
"How did I cheat?" cried Malfoy. "We flipped a coin!"
"Correction--you flipped the coin."
"I let you call it, didn't I?"
"Yeah, yeah," Harry conceded with a sigh. Sex was sex, whether he topped or bottomed. He stood up and stretched.
Malfoy took the hint and led the way to his bedroom. He tossed a toy to Bean and shut the door to keep the kitten from disturbing them. Before Harry could begin disrobing, Malfoy stepped up to him and began undressing Harry himself.
"Be gentle," Harry whispered.
Malfoy succeeded in removing Harry's shirt, whereupon he gave him a push, tumbling Harry back onto the bed.
Harry laughed and took his glasses off before they met a dismal end. "I didn't know dancing made you so randy."
"It was Lucille Lutzenkirchen," said Malfoy. "She was whispering filthy suggestions in my ear all while we danced."
Harry sat up straight. "She did what?!" He sputtered when Malfoy's shirt hit him in the face.
"Honestly, Potter. You don't actually believe that, do you?"
Harry tossed the offending shirt aside and went to work opening his trousers. "Well, I whispered filthy things in your ear as we danced. For all I know, so did everyone else you danced with. You inspire filthiness."
Malfoy stepped out of his trousers and frowned. "I can't decide if that's a compliment or an insult."
"It was a compliment," Harry assured him in a low, sexy voice. "Now get over here and get filthy with me."
~*~
Harry inhaled the steam emanating from the mug of hot coffee that Malfoy handed him. "Mm, delicious."
"You haven't tried it yet," said Malfoy, taking a sip from his own mug.
"I was referring to my host, not his coffee."
Malfoy's eyes rolled, but he smiled. "Drink up and get out. I need to open Dragon Brew soon."
"I reckon I need to return home to see what havoc Panini has wrought in my absence," said Harry. He finished the coffee and set his mug in the sink. Harry then leaned in and kissed Malfoy.
"Thank you for accompanying me to the gala last night."
"It was my pleasure."
"And for our own private after-party," Harry added, "which was entirely my pleasure."
Dragon Brew 79
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 395
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hp_coffeehouse Prompt No. 78 - holiday cheer
Summary: Someone is salty to have lost topping rights.
"You look like the Grinch just stole your cup of holiday cheer."
Harry glowered up at Malfoy from under his brows. "You cheated."
"How did I cheat?" cried Malfoy. "We flipped a coin!"
"Correction--you flipped the coin."
"I let you call it, didn't I?"
"Yeah, yeah," Harry conceded with a sigh. Sex was sex, whether he topped or bottomed. He stood up and stretched.
Malfoy took the hint and led the way to his bedroom. He tossed a toy to Bean and shut the door to keep the kitten from disturbing them. Before Harry could begin disrobing, Malfoy stepped up to him and began undressing Harry himself.
"Be gentle," Harry whispered.
Malfoy succeeded in removing Harry's shirt, whereupon he gave him a push, tumbling Harry back onto the bed.
Harry laughed and took his glasses off before they met a dismal end. "I didn't know dancing made you so randy."
"It was Lucille Lutzenkirchen," said Malfoy. "She was whispering filthy suggestions in my ear all while we danced."
Harry sat up straight. "She did what?!" He sputtered when Malfoy's shirt hit him in the face.
"Honestly, Potter. You don't actually believe that, do you?"
Harry tossed the offending shirt aside and went to work opening his trousers. "Well, I whispered filthy things in your ear as we danced. For all I know, so did everyone else you danced with. You inspire filthiness."
Malfoy stepped out of his trousers and frowned. "I can't decide if that's a compliment or an insult."
"It was a compliment," Harry assured him in a low, sexy voice. "Now get over here and get filthy with me."
~*~
Harry inhaled the steam emanating from the mug of hot coffee that Malfoy handed him. "Mm, delicious."
"You haven't tried it yet," said Malfoy, taking a sip from his own mug.
"I was referring to my host, not his coffee."
Malfoy's eyes rolled, but he smiled. "Drink up and get out. I need to open Dragon Brew soon."
"I reckon I need to return home to see what havoc Panini has wrought in my absence," said Harry. He finished the coffee and set his mug in the sink. Harry then leaned in and kissed Malfoy.
"Thank you for accompanying me to the gala last night."
"It was my pleasure."
"And for our own private after-party," Harry added, "which was entirely my pleasure."
Dragon Brew 79