sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2007-04-16 21:13:00 |
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Current location: | Living Room |
Current mood: | annoyed |
Current music: | Staind--Everything Changes |
Entry tags: | double entendre fun monday |
Monday Fun
Original poster: ruinithil
Guess who forgot all about this? *points to self*
Guess who reminded me? *points to sesheta_66* Thanks SO much! *hugs*
Title: Things That Go "Thump" In the Night
Rating: R-ish, to be on the safe side
Challenge: Monday Fun, with the prompt "The couple that shoots porn together, stays together."
Pairings: Harry/Draco with a healthy dose of Blaise/Seamus
Word Count: 910
Summary: Thump, thump...
Warnings: Unbetaed
Thump
Draco’s eyes shot open in the dark, and he turned his head slowly to look over at his sleeping partner. What was that—
Thump, thump, oh, Seamus!
Draco scowled. Oh, that’s what it was. He knew it was a bad idea to stick Blaise and Seamus in the guest room next to his and Harry’s, rather than in the basement like he’d wanted. Harry had said it was rude to “bury them in the damp basement with the flickery lights and the scary draft.”
How Harry was sleeping through this was beyond Draco.
Thump, scream, thump, thump—pause—Thump, thump, groan…
Bloody Gryffindors.
Fuck, Seamus, yes! Thump, thump…
Scratch that. Bloody Slytherins!
Draco was never going to get any sleep. But, since he was up…
“Harry!” he shook his boyfriend’s shoulder gently. “Harry…wake up…”
“Mph…Draco?”
“Harry, your friends are in the guest room doing—I don’t even want to know exactly what. But I’m going to kill them soon.”
“What are you talking about?”
Thump, thump, yes, right there, oh, yes!
Harry’s eyes got wide. “How long have they been at it?”
“That I’ve heard—ten minutes.” Draco scowled.
“Maybe we should ask them to quiet down?”
Draco rolled his eyes at the idea. “That’s ridiculous. Then we’d have to go in there—wait.” A slow smirk spread over his face.
Thump, thump, harder!
“What?” Harry sat up and looked at him. “Oh, no, Draco, I don’t like that look. The last time you had that look on your face I was tied up and covered in strawberry jelly and had hives on my bum for weeks!”
“But this time, lover mine, it won’t be you that will be getting the special treatment…”
Harry stuck out his lower lip. “I don’t want you licking jelly off anyone but me.”
Draco laughed and pressed his lips to the pout. “Don’t worry. I have nothing involving jelly planned for the two of them. Come on, get some pants on and grab the camera.”
Harry stood and slipped on his pajamas over his bare skin. “The camera?”
Draco grinned evilly. “Oh, yes. We’re going to have some fun…”
***
Draco woke to Harry’s tongue prying open his mouth. He smiled into the good morning kiss and slid his tongue along Harry’s as he moaned happily and played with his lover’s hair.
“Morning, love.” Harry smiled when he pulled back.
“Good morning to you too.” Draco sighed and snuggled closer. “Do you think they’d be missing all that much if we refuse to show them around
Harry’s laugh was gravelly and low. “I think they’d be a little put off. Come on, let’s get in the shower before they wake up. We can’t have them out and about before us, or your lovely plan won’t work.”
Draco grinned. “Ah, I’d almost forgotten…”
“Liar.”
“Maybe…”
”Get out of bed.” Harry crawled over him and dragged him into the bathroom. “If you stop protesting the lack of a warm fuzzy bed, I promise I’ll make the shower worth your while…”
“Oh, yes please!”
***
“Oh, yes, please! Oh, god, oh, god…”
Moans and pants filled the den. Draco smirked from the kitchen and looked through the large, fake window in the wall that led to the den to see that Harry had gotten the VCR going with the tape of last night playing. The blond turned back to the bacon frying and hummed a random tune to himself.
“Mmm, Draco, that smells great!” Blaise greeted cheerfully as he walked in the room. “I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Harry taught me to make a few things.” Draco shrugged. “Though bacon hardly counts as cooking. He’ll be making the eggs and hash browns.”
“Ooh, is that meat I smell?” Seamus came in too and slipped an arm around Blaise’s waist. “I didn’t know—hey, what’s that?” he peered into the den through the window. “Are you watching porn this early, Harry?”
Harry looked over his shoulder and grinned. “Come here, it’s really good.”
Seamus shrugged and took Blaise’s hand to lead him in. They both stared at the screen for a few seconds before realization hit.
“Oh my god!” Seamus squeaked. “You taped us!”
Harry laughed and nodded.
“You filmed us shagging?!” Blaise’s voice was even higher than Seamus’. “Do you two have some new fetish or what?”
“No, it’s more of a hobby.” Draco set himself down in Harry’s lap and held down more laughter. “You know what they say—the couple that shoots porn together stays together.”
“Draco, no one says that!”
“That’s beside the point, Blaise.” He looked at the tele critically. “You know, I don’t think we got a very good angle, Harry.”
“Oh, Seamus, oh, yes, yes!”
The bed thumped against the wall a few more times, faster, and onscreen Blaise and Seamus watched themselves come.
“Oh, I’m going to kill myself.” Seamus whined.
“Be just a little more dramatic.” Draco said dryly.
“But, but—”
“Come on, you guys. We’re done tormenting you.” Harry got Draco out of his lap and walked into the kitchen to finish breakfast.
“Unless you do it again tonight.” Draco mused. “If you do, we might be able to get quite a collection going…”
“We won’t.” Seamus said quickly. “We’ll put up a silencing charm. And lock the door.”
Draco smirked. “Good. Now, go eat the lovely breakfast my boyfriend made for you shag-rabbits.”