Original poster: sassy_cissa Title: Whatever It Takes Author:sassy_cissa Word Count: 855 Rating: NC-17 Beta:pervy_fairy Disclaimer: If I owned 'em…they'd be a couple and book six would not exist Author's Notes: Written for slythindor100 challenge #45 and for my first </a></b></a>100quills table word of need Harry hated it when Draco had to go out of town on business. He hadtried to go with him once, but found himself bored with the hotel roomand frustrated that Draco was barely around. From that time forward,Harry had put on a good front and pretended that it didn’t bother himwhen his husband was gone. Draco had no idea that every night, Harryput on Draco’s pyjamas before climbing into bed and shuffling over sohe was on his husband’s side of the bed. Harry turned his head intoDraco’s pillow and inhaled the scent of lemon and mint that was purelyDraco. He whimpered as he recalled that it had been nearly ten dayssince his husband left and it would be another two before he returned.
Hissorrow was short lived as the mobile on the bed stand rang. Harryjumped to grab it, knowing full well it was Draco and that he wasmaking their traditional good night call. It was the one sure way tokeep Harry happy while Draco was gone.
“Hey handsome, does your husband know you’re home alone?” teased Draco.
“Iwouldn’t worry about him,” retorted Harry. “He’s so wrapped up in hiswork, he barely pays any attention to me.” Harry knew he sounded like apetulant child, but right then he was so lonely he really didn’t careif he upset his husband.
“That’s not fair. You know I’d ratherbe there with you than with these stuffy bankers. But this is my joband sometimes I have to travel. You know that. We’ve talked about itbefore.”
“Just because we’ve talked about it doesn’t mean I have to like it,” Harry replied stubbornly. Harryknew from the silence on the other end, he had pushed just a bit toofar this time. “I’m sorry, Draco, really it’s alright. I know you haveto go sometimes. I just wish you were home. I just really need you.
Draco’s voice became low and seductive, “What would I do to you if I were there?”
Harrycaught on to Draco’s innuendo and replied, “First you’d take off mypyjamas, ever so slowly. Did you know I’m wearing your pyjamas, so Ifeel you next to me while I sleep?” The catch in Draco’s breath gaveHarry the answer he was hoping for.
“Then you’d tease my nippleswith your fingers, watching them get hard and loving the expression onmy face while you watch me. Knowing that every move you make, everypinch, every caress, every touch makes me hard for you.”
Draco’s voice cracked as he said, “Tell me what I’m doing now.”
“Nowyou’ve begun to kiss my neck and slowly work your way down to my chest.You’re worrying my nipples, one at a time, with your teeth and thengiving them a gentle kiss to soothe the tender flesh."
Harry’shand traveled down his chest to his navel as he continued, “Now you’reusing your tongue to fuck my navel. You shift your glance to the rightas you see my cock, hard and wet, just a breath away. You slide downthe soft trail of hair, inhaling deeply before you lick the tip of myleaking cock.”
Harry shuddered as his thumb ghosted over the end of his cock, smearing the wetness around the dome.
“And now?” asked Draco, his voice barely a whisper.
“You’reteasing me by running your nose along the length of my cock and yetnever taking any of it in to your mouth. I’m twisting and turning andyou’re giving me that diabolical laugh you have when you know I wantsomething and you’re trying to keep it from me. Now you’ve moved rightpast my cock and you’re licking a wet path up my left thigh. You’renipping at that spot right near my hip that always makes me writhe onthe bed.”
Draco moaned, but didn’t say a word.
“Finally you take me in your mouth, savoring my taste and…”
Suddenlythe door to the bedroom flew open and Harry found himself underneathhis naked husband, as his phone fell from his grasp.
“Holy shite, Draco!” yelled Harry. “Are you trying to scare me to death? Where the hell did you come from?”
“Ithought it would be funny to pretend I was still away and call you fromthe foyer,” Draco panted as he rutted against the brunet’s leg. “Littledid I know I was going to be so turned on by our little call.”
Dracobegan to reenact every word of their conversation. Soon Harry waspulsing his release into his husband’s mouth. Moments later, Draco'sorgasm roared through him and covered their stomachs.
Draco moved up to lay next to Harry, both of them satiated and fulfilled. Draco kissed the tip of Harry’s nose.
“You wear my pyjamas to bed when I’m gone?” Draco teased.
Harry blushed as he replied, “It makes me miss you less. Are you angry?”
“Not in the least. Whatever it takes to get you through the night when I’m not here, Harry. Whatever it takes.”