"I doubt they'll think I'm cute when threatening to hex them." He shook his head. "You're a sick bastard with masochist tendencies. You should have just told me that you wanted me to fuck you instead of fucking with you. It would have been a lot more pleasant."
He bit Draco's jaw, light enough that there wouldn't be a mark. "Did I mention that you're a masochist?" He didn't say that anyone following Voldemort had to be somewhat masochist, because that would ruin the mood.
"You're great at leaving alcohol to others," Harry said softly, more interested in kissing Draco in all the right places, tugging at his lobe with his teeth. "Just to be clear, with your clear masochistic streak, just how hard do you want me to fuck you?"