sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2006-05-08 03:12:00 |
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Current mood: | sleepy |
Entry tags: | monday-fun |
Original poster: miss1nformation
Title: Better Than Ice Cream?
Author: miss1nformation
Pairing: D/H
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,059 (hmmm...perhaps I got caught up in the moment? hehe)
Warning(s): Sex, slash
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: These authors are not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Authors' note: Written for the slythindor100 Beat the Monday blah's Round Robin fic-a-thon. Continued from bslehofer's Can we just have ice cream?. bslehofer was also wonderful enough to beta for me (as well as make some awesome suggestions) *tackle!hugs her partner in crime*
Summary: Draco wants ice cream, but Harry has something else in mind.
“I-i-ice cream?” Draco asked, shocked at such a suggestion. The look of shock quickly turned into a mischievous smile as he pondered the thought. “Ice cream, eh?”
Before Harry could even stammer his lovers’ name, Draco had already turned around and was heading towards the kitchen, his fluffy white towel billowing in the breeze. A few moments later, as Harry was nearing the door to the kitchen, he could hear clattering of bowls and spoons. Poking his head around the corner, he saw Draco standing over the counter. He had two bowls, two spoons, a quart of vanilla ice cream, a bowl of strawberries, a bowl of sugar, and a container of chocolate syrup in the shape of a rabbit.
“Hmmm, what’s all this?” Harry asked, trailing kisses down Draco’s neck.
“I’d think it would be pretty obvious that this,” he said, pointing to the quart of ice cream, “is ice cream. And these are strawberries with sugar, and that’s the chocolate syrup bunny!” he finished, pointing to each item in turn.
“Yes dear, I realize what they are, but why have you gotten them out? It’s a bit late to be eating ice cream love, it’s three a.m.!” Harry said, chuckling softly.
“It’s always the right time for ice cream Harry; same goes for strawberries and sugar.”
With that, Draco traced a wet strawberry over Harry’s lips before biting the end off himself, then feeding the rest to Harry.
Without bothering to lick his lips, Harry’s lips devoured Draco’s in a sticky strawberry kiss. Draco slid his fingers between Harry’s, their palms touching. His kisses moving to Draco’s neck, Harry backed his lover against the wall and brought their hands up, so that the blonds were being held firmly against the wall.
Leaning his head to the side to allow better access, Draco moaned, his swollen lips glistening beneath the fluorescent lighting. Harry pressed himself against the writhing body before him; their erections collided, sending searing hot sparks through them both. Draco shuddered under Harry’s touch as one of his wrists was released so the now free hand could roam.
Eyes closed and lips pressed firmly against ivory skin, Harry mumbled something to Draco, but all Draco could decipher were the words ‘chocolate’ and ‘bunny’. Thinking he had a pretty good idea of what he meant, Draco closed his eyes and held out his free hand.
“Accio chocolate bunny!”
Harry promptly relieved Draco of the item and in a swift movement, released Draco’s other hand, crossed his arms above the blonds head, and held them tightly by the wrist. A mischievous glint shone in Harry’s emerald eyes as he flipped the top of the container open and poured a generous amount of chocolate syrup onto Draco’s chest.
Before Draco could protest about the mess his raven haired lover was making, Harry’s talented tongue was already laving up the chocolate. Draco’s fingers tensed and extended with pleasure as Harry’s tongue grazed his erect nipple, getting the last bit of syrup before applying a second helping. This time, the syrup was poured down the center of Draco’s stomach, and stopped just before the white cotton towel.
“Tsk, tsk,” Harry said, shaking his head slightly, green eyes meeting grey. “Can’t have these white towels getting dirty now, can we?” he said with a wink as he slowly pulled the secured towel from the slender torso it clung to.
The towel fell to the floor around the blond’s feet. Kneeling slightly, Harry began to lick the trail of chocolate from Draco’s navel to just below his pecks, wrapping his own hands around Draco’s legs for leverage. As he licked and kissed his way up Draco’s taut stomach, his fingers massaged deeply into the back of Draco’s thighs and caressed his arse.
Draco retrieved the chocolate filled container from the counter beside them and, looking down at Harry’s wicked smile, dabbled a line of the sweet substance along the length of his hard cock. Licking his lips hungrily, Harry kissed the tip of Draco’s erection before slowly taking the full length into his mouth to retrieve the sticky treat. Harry licked a wide stripe up each side of Draco’s cock, moving slightly with each lick, until he had licked Draco like a Honeyduke’s lolly.
Feeling his lovers muscles tense under his still massaging fingers, Harry began to hum the song he’d sung earlier that evening against Draco’s throbbing hardness. Within seconds Draco’s release was flooding Harry’s mouth. Licking his lips as he stood up, Harry kissed Draco deeply, his carnal passion evident. The lithe blond whimpered when their lips broke contact, still tasting himself on his own lips as he was being turned around and bent over the counter. Bowls and spoons skidded across the marble surface.
Reaching over the panting blond, Harry grabbed one of the abandoned spoons and scooped some ice cream from the quart. Draco yelped as Harry drizzled some of the cold, melting ice cream into his arse crack, and moaned as Harry licked it out. Harry’s towel dropped to his feet as he slid his throbbing cock between Draco’s ice cream slicked arse cheeks, thrusting his hips forward, allowing himself to glide into the crevice.
Draco moaned and begged Harry to fuck him, but Harry was lost in the intense pleasure of making him beg. His need for release made it nearly impossible not to give in to Draco. But Draco had pulled Harry far out of his comfort zone that night, and needed a little reminder of that fact. Harry knew just how to remind him. Harry could hear Draco’s fingers sliding across the marble countertop in his fruitless effort to hold on.
Being able to restrain himself much longer, Harry teased Draco with a few more playful thrusts before driving into Draco’s tight arse. Even though he was still wearing his glasses, his vision was becoming unfocused as he pushed forward, on the brink of orgasm. Draco began to writhe uncontrollably beneath his lover as he neared a second orgasm.
“Oh gods, Harry!” Draco cried as he came.
Draco’s arse pulsed against Harry’s straining cock. He forced himself to focus as he thrust again and again.
“O-o-oh, Drac-o!” Harry moaned, unable to control his release into the calming channel of his lovers arse. He collapsed against Draco’s glistening back, vaguely aware of their panting and exhaustion.
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