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enchanted_jaeTitle: Thump
Author:enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry, Narcissa
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 320
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:hd_commentfest - Photo prompt
Summary: Harry sneaks into Draco's room, but he almost gives the game away.
Harry had defeated the Manor's anti-Apparition wards and guardian wolfhounds by arriving via air. He banked his broom and landed lightly on the balcony to Draco's bedroom. Draco had been watching for his boyfriend, and he flung the French windows open wide and ushered Harry inside immediately.
"Missed you," muttered Harry, launching himself at Draco.
They fell on the floor with an audible thump, and Harry laughed.
Draco cursed and rolled them over, pinning his boyfriend beneath him. "Sh!" he cautioned, listening for any sound of his parents coming to investigate. Sure enough, there was a knock on his door. Harry snickered again, and Draco clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Draco?" called Narcissa. "Are you alright, darling?"
"Yes, mum," Draco raised his voice to reply. "I tripped over one of my shoes."
"Be more careful, sweetheart!"
"I will, mum. Sorry to disturb you-ooh!" He ended on a squeak when Harry, the conniving git, licked the palm of his hand.
"Draco?" came Narcissa's worried voice from the hallway.
"Paper cut!" Draco reassured her. "I'm reading that book you gave me for my birthday."
"Very well, dear," said Narcissa. "Good night."
"Goodnight, mum."
Draco waited until his mother's footsteps had retreated before lifting his hand away from Harry's face.
"Paper cut?" chuckled Harry, running his hands up the backs of Draco's thighs to cup his arse.
"Shush, you," grumbled Draco, even as he was grinding his stiff cock into Harry's groin. Harry arched beneath him, and Draco groaned and rolled away. "Let's take this to the bed," he said, giving Harry a hand up. "Any more banging on the floor will surely bring Father to investigate."
Harry jumped on Draco's bed, landing with a bounce and a smirk. "This is much better," he said, "but I can't guarantee I won't scream out loud in the throes of passion."
Author:
enchanted_jaeCharacters: Draco/Harry, Narcissa
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 320
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
hd_commentfest - Photo promptSummary: Harry sneaks into Draco's room, but he almost gives the game away.
Harry had defeated the Manor's anti-Apparition wards and guardian wolfhounds by arriving via air. He banked his broom and landed lightly on the balcony to Draco's bedroom. Draco had been watching for his boyfriend, and he flung the French windows open wide and ushered Harry inside immediately.
"Missed you," muttered Harry, launching himself at Draco.
They fell on the floor with an audible thump, and Harry laughed.
Draco cursed and rolled them over, pinning his boyfriend beneath him. "Sh!" he cautioned, listening for any sound of his parents coming to investigate. Sure enough, there was a knock on his door. Harry snickered again, and Draco clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Draco?" called Narcissa. "Are you alright, darling?"
"Yes, mum," Draco raised his voice to reply. "I tripped over one of my shoes."
"Be more careful, sweetheart!"
"I will, mum. Sorry to disturb you-ooh!" He ended on a squeak when Harry, the conniving git, licked the palm of his hand.
"Draco?" came Narcissa's worried voice from the hallway.
"Paper cut!" Draco reassured her. "I'm reading that book you gave me for my birthday."
"Very well, dear," said Narcissa. "Good night."
"Goodnight, mum."
Draco waited until his mother's footsteps had retreated before lifting his hand away from Harry's face.
"Paper cut?" chuckled Harry, running his hands up the backs of Draco's thighs to cup his arse.
"Shush, you," grumbled Draco, even as he was grinding his stiff cock into Harry's groin. Harry arched beneath him, and Draco groaned and rolled away. "Let's take this to the bed," he said, giving Harry a hand up. "Any more banging on the floor will surely bring Father to investigate."
Harry jumped on Draco's bed, landing with a bounce and a smirk. "This is much better," he said, "but I can't guarantee I won't scream out loud in the throes of passion."
