Jae~Quills #57: Wedding Detritus
Title: Wedding Detritus
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex, slash (Characters engaged in sexual activity are of age)
Word count: 415
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Additional disclaimer: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Observe the warnings and rating.
Jae-Quills marriage prompt: family
Written for : maya231
Summary: Harry has an unconventional family.
Harry went in search of Draco and found him in the room they had converted to a small study and library. When he saw his fiance at the desk, surrounded by guest lists and other wedding detritus, Harry tried to escape without being noticed. Too late.
"Harry," Draco smiled up at him. "Come and sit down. I need your help with something."
Reluctantly, Harry pulled a chair around next to Draco. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"We need to decide how many seats to reserve for the ceremony."
"Shouldn't we decide where to hold the wedding first?" Harry was trying to be helpful.
"You're making my head hurt," scowled his fiance.
Harry reached out and massaged the back of Draco's neck. Maybe he could interest him in a shag instead.
"Mm, feels good," Draco moaned before he straightened and pushed Harry's hand away. "Stop that--we have work to do."
Harry sighed in disappointment. "Whom should we reserve seats for?"
"Family, of course," Draco replied, smacking Harry's hand where it had settled on his thigh. "Did you want to invite your aunt and uncle?"
"Good Godric, no!" exclaimed Harry. "The Weasleys will stand in as my family."
"One hundred reserved seats," Draco remarked, pretending to write it down.
Harry laughed and shoved his fiance's shoulder. "There aren't that many of them. At least not yet." He and Draco proceeded to go through the Weasley names and came up with a head count.
Draco set his quill down and sent Harry a smoldering glance. "How long has it been since we shagged over this desk?"
"Too long," rumbled Harry. "Drop your trousers and bend over."
"Oh no," Draco said. "It was my idea, which means you get to drop your trousers and bend over."
"Fair enough," Harry consented. A shag was a shag, after all. "But next time, it's my turn." Moments later, he was bent over, lubed up and moaning in delight as Draco thrust into him from behind. Soon after, Harry was spilling his pleasure over the desk, barely missing the precious guest lists, while Draco filled him with the results of his own release.
They lingered there, locked together while catching their breath. Draco stepped back with a quiet, sated hum, and Harry stood up straight and turned to look at his flushed and sexy fiance. His body tightened again, and Harry husked, "How much time do you need before it's my turn?"
~tbc~
Enjoyable Negotiations
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sex, slash (Characters engaged in sexual activity are of age)
Word count: 415
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Additional disclaimer: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Observe the warnings and rating.
Jae-Quills marriage prompt: family
Written for : maya231
Summary: Harry has an unconventional family.
Harry went in search of Draco and found him in the room they had converted to a small study and library. When he saw his fiance at the desk, surrounded by guest lists and other wedding detritus, Harry tried to escape without being noticed. Too late.
"Harry," Draco smiled up at him. "Come and sit down. I need your help with something."
Reluctantly, Harry pulled a chair around next to Draco. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"We need to decide how many seats to reserve for the ceremony."
"Shouldn't we decide where to hold the wedding first?" Harry was trying to be helpful.
"You're making my head hurt," scowled his fiance.
Harry reached out and massaged the back of Draco's neck. Maybe he could interest him in a shag instead.
"Mm, feels good," Draco moaned before he straightened and pushed Harry's hand away. "Stop that--we have work to do."
Harry sighed in disappointment. "Whom should we reserve seats for?"
"Family, of course," Draco replied, smacking Harry's hand where it had settled on his thigh. "Did you want to invite your aunt and uncle?"
"Good Godric, no!" exclaimed Harry. "The Weasleys will stand in as my family."
"One hundred reserved seats," Draco remarked, pretending to write it down.
Harry laughed and shoved his fiance's shoulder. "There aren't that many of them. At least not yet." He and Draco proceeded to go through the Weasley names and came up with a head count.
Draco set his quill down and sent Harry a smoldering glance. "How long has it been since we shagged over this desk?"
"Too long," rumbled Harry. "Drop your trousers and bend over."
"Oh no," Draco said. "It was my idea, which means you get to drop your trousers and bend over."
"Fair enough," Harry consented. A shag was a shag, after all. "But next time, it's my turn." Moments later, he was bent over, lubed up and moaning in delight as Draco thrust into him from behind. Soon after, Harry was spilling his pleasure over the desk, barely missing the precious guest lists, while Draco filled him with the results of his own release.
They lingered there, locked together while catching their breath. Draco stepped back with a quiet, sated hum, and Harry stood up straight and turned to look at his flushed and sexy fiance. His body tightened again, and Harry husked, "How much time do you need before it's my turn?"
~tbc~
Enjoyable Negotiations