Title: Smut Over Schmoop
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Length/Word Count: Ficlet, 424 words
Warnings/Content: Oral
Notes: Written fortorino10154 who prompted me with "H/D, 10th anniversary, smut over schmoop, plz." Thus the title was born. One of my 7th anniversary ficlets and posted today for Draco's birthday. Unbeta'd so please forgive/point out any mistakes/typos. <3
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.
Smut Over Schmoop
Draco was a mess. His mouth was stuffed full with Harry's cock, shoved so far down his throat, he was gagging. Tears sprung up in his eyes, saliva seeping from his lips and dripping down Harry's shaft and balls. Harry tugged on Draco's head and pulled out, forcing Draco to catch his breath, but Draco was clamoring for him, fingers digging into Harry's hips to pull Harry forward and fill his mouth again. He squeezed his hands and curled his tongue around Harry's shaft, his watery grey eyes locked on Harry's green ones.
“Christ, Draco.” Harry's voice had gone breathless, his stomach clenching in a tight rhythm. There was something about the way Harry's face scrunched up and how his eyes would lose focus right before he came that shot a jolt of desire through Draco. Every single time. Draco curled a hand around his own cock, but fought the overwhelming desire to stroke. He'd bring himself off too quickly, and Harry would be disappointed. So he just squeezed his hand around the base and hollowed his cheeks. Harry's legs quivered, his head fell back, a tiny moan escaped his lips, and Draco's mouth was suddenly full of Harry's come. He dragged his lips down Harry's shaft and back up again, milking every last bit of him, until he was simply mouthing the head, Harry far too sensitive for any stronger sensations.
Harry sank to his knees, eyes bright with a sappy albeit lazy smile on his lips.
“Don't get sentimental on me, Potter,” Draco said, his voice hoarse and scratchy. Harry's eyes flashed and his smile turned predatory.
“That's Potter-Malfoy, thanks,” Harry said, snaking his hand between Draco's legs. He batted Draco's out of the way, then dragged his knuckles along the underside of Draco's shaft. Draco throbbed with the teasing sensation, but he would not beg. It had been ten years, but he still liked to make Harry work for his satisfaction.
“And I was just going to say...” Harry leaned close, brushing their lips together, but not quite kissing Draco. “Happy Anniversary. Is that too sentimental?” Harry curved his fingers around Draco's cock in a loose grip, his thumb sliding back and forth just beneath the head. Just enough to make Draco crave more, but not enough to bring about any satisfactory measure of pleasure. Bastard.
It had been ten years, and Harry knew him far too well.
“Just let me have my present already,” Draco said.
Harry laughed against his lips. “Yes, sir.”
-Fin-
Fic Index
Author:
sdkFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Length/Word Count: Ficlet, 424 words
Warnings/Content: Oral
Notes: Written for
torino10154 who prompted me with "H/D, 10th anniversary, smut over schmoop, plz." Thus the title was born. One of my 7th anniversary ficlets and posted today for Draco's birthday. Unbeta'd so please forgive/point out any mistakes/typos. <3Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.
Smut Over Schmoop
Draco was a mess. His mouth was stuffed full with Harry's cock, shoved so far down his throat, he was gagging. Tears sprung up in his eyes, saliva seeping from his lips and dripping down Harry's shaft and balls. Harry tugged on Draco's head and pulled out, forcing Draco to catch his breath, but Draco was clamoring for him, fingers digging into Harry's hips to pull Harry forward and fill his mouth again. He squeezed his hands and curled his tongue around Harry's shaft, his watery grey eyes locked on Harry's green ones.
“Christ, Draco.” Harry's voice had gone breathless, his stomach clenching in a tight rhythm. There was something about the way Harry's face scrunched up and how his eyes would lose focus right before he came that shot a jolt of desire through Draco. Every single time. Draco curled a hand around his own cock, but fought the overwhelming desire to stroke. He'd bring himself off too quickly, and Harry would be disappointed. So he just squeezed his hand around the base and hollowed his cheeks. Harry's legs quivered, his head fell back, a tiny moan escaped his lips, and Draco's mouth was suddenly full of Harry's come. He dragged his lips down Harry's shaft and back up again, milking every last bit of him, until he was simply mouthing the head, Harry far too sensitive for any stronger sensations.
Harry sank to his knees, eyes bright with a sappy albeit lazy smile on his lips.
“Don't get sentimental on me, Potter,” Draco said, his voice hoarse and scratchy. Harry's eyes flashed and his smile turned predatory.
“That's Potter-Malfoy, thanks,” Harry said, snaking his hand between Draco's legs. He batted Draco's out of the way, then dragged his knuckles along the underside of Draco's shaft. Draco throbbed with the teasing sensation, but he would not beg. It had been ten years, but he still liked to make Harry work for his satisfaction.
“And I was just going to say...” Harry leaned close, brushing their lips together, but not quite kissing Draco. “Happy Anniversary. Is that too sentimental?” Harry curved his fingers around Draco's cock in a loose grip, his thumb sliding back and forth just beneath the head. Just enough to make Draco crave more, but not enough to bring about any satisfactory measure of pleasure. Bastard.
It had been ten years, and Harry knew him far too well.
“Just let me have my present already,” Draco said.
Harry laughed against his lips. “Yes, sir.”
-Fin-
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