sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2007-06-25 15:59:00 |
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Blue Is Your Color - Challenge #56
Original poster: gurliemoviegeek
Title: Blue Is Your Color
Rating: Hard R/Soft NC-17
Word Count: 776
Challenge: #56 (Colors)
Warnings: Graphic sexual situation. If you're underage, don't read!
A/N: Unbeta'd, so please point out mistakes. Comments or critiques are always welcome!
Summary: Draco likes seeing different colors against Harry's skin.
Draco lifted the soft bristled brush from the bowl of melted chocolate and watched, transfixed, as the excess slid off the brush to slowly travel back to the bowl. He lightly blew on the brush, making sure the chocolate wasn’t hot enough to burn. His grey eyes were molten with lust as he leisurely brought the brush to Harry’s tanned back and painted a lovely milky brown heart on his lover’s skin.
Harry hissed with pleasure as he felt Draco’s warm tongue tentatively touch the sticky sweetness on his skin.
“Mmmm,” Draco purred against Harry’s back as he wantonly licked the sweetness away. “The chocolate is great. But I don’t think brown suits you. How about something white?”
With those words Draco dipped his finger in a bowl of whipped cream and drew a small white heart on the left side of Harry’s bottom, which stood out strongly against Harry’s darkened skin. “I love that you sunbathe nude, Harry,” the blonde whispered as he brought his lips down to taste the whipped cream.
“Ohhhh,” Harry moaned as Draco eagerly lapped up the cream, his tongue making long, sweeping strokes.
Draco slid his hands up Harry’s back, causing the Gryffindor to shiver, as he lifted his head to lick his lips. “Roll over,” he commanded.
Harry flipped his body over to find Draco eyeing him hungrily. There was a green fire behind Harry’s emerald eyes as he whispered, “What now, then?”
“Now,” Draco smirked as he reached for yet another bowl on the tray beside him. “Now we try something red.” Harry smiled deviously as Draco lifted a shiny, crimson cherry from the bowl and placed it firmly in Harry’s navel.
“You. Are. Evil,” Harry stammered as Draco once again placed his tongue to Harry’s flesh. He could feel the muscles of Harry’s stomach jump underneath his mouth as he used his tongue to lick circles around the cherry. Helpless sounds of pleasure were issuing from Harry as Draco finally scooped up the morsel and chewed the fruit with a look of satisfaction. “Oh, the syrup is the best part,” Draco whispered as he lapped up the remaining red liquid from Harry’s navel.
Harry shut his eyes and groaned, “Draco, this is torture.”
The Slytherin chuckled as he looked again to the tray beside him. “I think we’ll end with something I’ve always wanted to do with you,” Draco sighed as he plucked a slice of green lime out of yet another bowl. “Green, you know, to go with your eyes.”
Harry’s eyes opened at these words, knowing that Draco was not ready to stop teasing him mercilessly. “Draco, please, I need you,” Harry pleaded.
“Now, now, Harry,” Draco chided with one brow haughtily raised. “We mustn’t be too eager. Have you heard of this muggle drink, tequila?”
Draco lightly squeezed the lime so that just a few drops of the juice landed on Harry’s pert, pink nipple.
Harry gasped as Draco blew gently on the now wet nub. His eyes followed Draco as he pinched a bit of salt from another bowl and sprinkled it on the glistening and puckered nipple. He swallowed hard, knowing what was to follow.
The lithe blonde straddled Harry’s hips and licked the salt off of his body with one rough swipe of his tongue. The sensation of the salt and lime stinging his nipple brought tears to Harry’s eyes, just as it sent a bolt of lust straight to his throbbing cock.
Draco quickly grasped the shot of tequila from the tray and downed it one swift motion. He lifted another lime to his lips and sucked deeply as he gazed into his lover’s burning eyes. With a satisfied and triumphant look Draco lowered himself to cover Harry’s body with his own and captured the Gryffindor’s mouth in a searing kiss. Harry could taste the salt, the lime, and the slight burn from the lingering tequila on Draco’s tongue.
“Mmmm,” Harry purred as Draco raised himself slightly, enjoying the sight of his lover writhing beneath him with want and need. Without warning, Harry grasped Draco around the waist and flipped them over so that the Slytherin was now pinned beneath him. “You think it’s funny to tease me like that, Malfoy?”
The blonde swallowed hard as his molten silver eyes met Harry’s lust-filled gaze. “What are you planning, Potter?”
Harry glanced at the tray that Draco had recently been plundering, “I’m trying to decide which color would look good on you.” As Harry lifted a bowl of what appeared to be blue cake icing, he teasingly looked at his lover sprawled beneath him. “Blue, Malfoy. Blue is definitely your color.”
~Fin~
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