Just What I Need (H/D, 14+)
Christmas Gift Drabble #22:
Author: sesheta_66
Giftee: romaine24
Prompt(s): New Year's Eve - Champagne, bubbles, kiss
Title: Just What I Need
Rating: 14+
Word Count: 683 (Oops! Got a bit carried away.)
Pairings/Characters: Harry/Draco
Other prompts: slythindor100: 12 - chalet (using picture shown here); 100_prompts: 040 - "Ragged"
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
To see all Christmas drabbles, click here.
After a long day at the office, Draco Apparated home, both looking and feeling ragged. He took off his cloak and his shoes and promptly flopped himself down on the sofa.
"Rough day?" asked Harry.
"Rough year, more like."
"Well, remember I told you I had one more Christmas present for you, but that you'd have to wait for it?" Harry asked.
Draco perked up at that. "Do I get it now?" he asked enthusiastically.
Harry chuckled. "You're like a little kid, you know that?"
Draco reached up and pulled Harry down into a sensuous kiss, his tongue teasing Harry's, promising more to come. "You were saying?" he rasped as they broke apart.
"Right. Not a kid. Most definitely not a kid."
Satisfied smirk in place, Draco asked, "So, do I get my present now?"
"Soon."
Draco pouted. "You're such a tease!"
"Oh, my teasing is only temporary and you know it." Harry waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "I always follow through."
"Well, when do I get it?"
"Your present or ... something else?"
Draco pondered the question for a moment before responding. "Both."
"Rest up, have a shower, and I'll give you your present at about eight o'clock. As for something else, I suppose that'll depend on your reaction to the present." And with that, Harry left the room.
Eight o'clock took a very long time coming, especially considering Draco had only just got home at six thirty. But the knowledge that he had a present coming to him was making the time tick by ever-so-slowly. It was driving him mad!
"May I have my present now?" he called at five minutes to eight.
Harry laughed. "I'm impressed you waited this long. Yes, Draco, you may have your present now." With a wave of Harry's wand, Draco found himself with his winter cloak and boots on, looking at Harry equally attired. "Hold on."
Harry Apparated them ... into the middle of freshly fallen snow.
"Harry, where are we?"
"We are at our home away from home. It's a Chalet. Do you like it?"
"It's gorgeous!" Draco replied. "And as long as it's warm inside, and you're with me, I'll like it."
"Oh, it's warm inside. I started a fire while you were in the shower."
"Why, you sneaky --"
Harry shut him up with a kiss. As they drew apart, Harry whispered, "Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year."
"Thanks, but New Year's isn't for a few more days yet."
Harry flashed him a grin. "I know. This is our home for the next week."
"A week? But I couldn't possibly --"
"You could, and you are. I arranged the week off with your boss."
"But --"
"I told him that I rather thought you were being overworked, and that you could use a bit of time off. And I pointed out, very subtly of course --"
"Oh, yes," Draco deadpanned. "Because you've always been all about subtlety."
Harry chuckled. "Well, perhaps I wasn't subtle, but I did remind him that you are the best in your field, and that you don't actually have to work."
Draco gaped at him. "And?"
"Well, you're here aren't you? And your boss didn't give you your walking papers, right?"
"That does explain the extra urgency on a few of my files this week ..."
"Sorry, but it couldn't be helped. So, do you forgive me?"
"I'll get back to you."
"Fair enough."
New Year's Eve arrived, and Draco had to admit that their few days had already been wonderful, and they still had several to go. They had a romantic dinner, soaked in the hot tub, and spent a leisurely evening making love and lounging by the fire.
Just before midnight, Draco opened the champagne and poured them a couple of glasses. As they toasted the new year, Draco watched the bubbles dancing in his glass. He looked at Harry, and his insides reflected their movement.
"Thanks for this," he said, leaning in for a kiss. "You always seem to know just what I need."
"As long as what you need includes me, I'm happy," Harry replied.
"Always."
.
Author: sesheta_66
Giftee: romaine24
Prompt(s): New Year's Eve - Champagne, bubbles, kiss
Title: Just What I Need
Rating: 14+
Word Count: 683 (Oops! Got a bit carried away.)
Pairings/Characters: Harry/Draco
Other prompts: slythindor100: 12 - chalet (using picture shown here); 100_prompts: 040 - "Ragged"
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
To see all Christmas drabbles, click here.
After a long day at the office, Draco Apparated home, both looking and feeling ragged. He took off his cloak and his shoes and promptly flopped himself down on the sofa.
"Rough day?" asked Harry.
"Rough year, more like."
"Well, remember I told you I had one more Christmas present for you, but that you'd have to wait for it?" Harry asked.
Draco perked up at that. "Do I get it now?" he asked enthusiastically.
Harry chuckled. "You're like a little kid, you know that?"
Draco reached up and pulled Harry down into a sensuous kiss, his tongue teasing Harry's, promising more to come. "You were saying?" he rasped as they broke apart.
"Right. Not a kid. Most definitely not a kid."
Satisfied smirk in place, Draco asked, "So, do I get my present now?"
"Soon."
Draco pouted. "You're such a tease!"
"Oh, my teasing is only temporary and you know it." Harry waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "I always follow through."
"Well, when do I get it?"
"Your present or ... something else?"
Draco pondered the question for a moment before responding. "Both."
"Rest up, have a shower, and I'll give you your present at about eight o'clock. As for something else, I suppose that'll depend on your reaction to the present." And with that, Harry left the room.
Eight o'clock took a very long time coming, especially considering Draco had only just got home at six thirty. But the knowledge that he had a present coming to him was making the time tick by ever-so-slowly. It was driving him mad!
"May I have my present now?" he called at five minutes to eight.
Harry laughed. "I'm impressed you waited this long. Yes, Draco, you may have your present now." With a wave of Harry's wand, Draco found himself with his winter cloak and boots on, looking at Harry equally attired. "Hold on."
Harry Apparated them ... into the middle of freshly fallen snow.
"Harry, where are we?"
"We are at our home away from home. It's a Chalet. Do you like it?"
"It's gorgeous!" Draco replied. "And as long as it's warm inside, and you're with me, I'll like it."
"Oh, it's warm inside. I started a fire while you were in the shower."
"Why, you sneaky --"
Harry shut him up with a kiss. As they drew apart, Harry whispered, "Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year."
"Thanks, but New Year's isn't for a few more days yet."
Harry flashed him a grin. "I know. This is our home for the next week."
"A week? But I couldn't possibly --"
"You could, and you are. I arranged the week off with your boss."
"But --"
"I told him that I rather thought you were being overworked, and that you could use a bit of time off. And I pointed out, very subtly of course --"
"Oh, yes," Draco deadpanned. "Because you've always been all about subtlety."
Harry chuckled. "Well, perhaps I wasn't subtle, but I did remind him that you are the best in your field, and that you don't actually have to work."
Draco gaped at him. "And?"
"Well, you're here aren't you? And your boss didn't give you your walking papers, right?"
"That does explain the extra urgency on a few of my files this week ..."
"Sorry, but it couldn't be helped. So, do you forgive me?"
"I'll get back to you."
"Fair enough."
New Year's Eve arrived, and Draco had to admit that their few days had already been wonderful, and they still had several to go. They had a romantic dinner, soaked in the hot tub, and spent a leisurely evening making love and lounging by the fire.
Just before midnight, Draco opened the champagne and poured them a couple of glasses. As they toasted the new year, Draco watched the bubbles dancing in his glass. He looked at Harry, and his insides reflected their movement.
"Thanks for this," he said, leaning in for a kiss. "You always seem to know just what I need."
"As long as what you need includes me, I'm happy," Harry replied.
"Always."
.