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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
7,962
Reviews:
94
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Bare Essentials
(and now, the moment you've all been waiting for!!!!!!)
Even though Draco was helpless before him, Harry allowed him to recover his senses and to climb shakily to his feet. “Can we please stop now?” he asked. “I mean, I could have had you half a dozen ways while you were trying to remember what planet you were on.”
“But you didn’t,” Draco said—although his tone was less sharp than it had been, and more playful. “So, let’s get back to business………NOW!!!!!”
And with that, Draco dove for Harry’s legs! Harry tried to sprawl back, but he was just a fraction of a second too slow, and Draco snagged an ankle. Harry hit the canvas, and Draco, still holding Harry’s leg, got to his feet, planted one foot on Harry’s prone leg, and forced the airborne one higher.
Not too much higher, of course. Harry had had worse stretches. “Oh, oh, the pain!” he drawled. “I’m in agony!”
“I’m not,” Draco smirked, “not with what I’m seeing.”
“Hey, I thought we were broken up!”
“Maybe,” Draco said mysteriously. “In the meanwhile………”
“In the meanwhile,” Harry said, “I have to get back to kicking your ass!”
He wrenched his leg free of Draco’s grasp and rolled away from the ex-Slytherin, then lunged at him. Draco was caught off guard and went down under Harry’s assault, as Harry grabbed at whatever he could.
And when Harry grabbed at Draco's jock—it came off.
Harry sat on his legs, looking at the jock as if it were some new and incomprehensible magical artifact. Draco, now bare-assed naked, scrambled away from Harry and whirled to face him. His face was a mass of conflicting emotions, running from outraged fury to amused embarrassment and back again.
“Um………sorry?” Harry said sheepishly.
Amusement won. Draco laughed, “Not as sorry as you’re going to be!”
He lunged at Harry, plowing him down to the mat. Harry fell back, his legs flying into the air…………
And when Draco came up, he was waving Harry's jock like a flag.
Even though Draco was helpless before him, Harry allowed him to recover his senses and to climb shakily to his feet. “Can we please stop now?” he asked. “I mean, I could have had you half a dozen ways while you were trying to remember what planet you were on.”
“But you didn’t,” Draco said—although his tone was less sharp than it had been, and more playful. “So, let’s get back to business………NOW!!!!!”
And with that, Draco dove for Harry’s legs! Harry tried to sprawl back, but he was just a fraction of a second too slow, and Draco snagged an ankle. Harry hit the canvas, and Draco, still holding Harry’s leg, got to his feet, planted one foot on Harry’s prone leg, and forced the airborne one higher.
Not too much higher, of course. Harry had had worse stretches. “Oh, oh, the pain!” he drawled. “I’m in agony!”
“I’m not,” Draco smirked, “not with what I’m seeing.”
“Hey, I thought we were broken up!”
“Maybe,” Draco said mysteriously. “In the meanwhile………”
“In the meanwhile,” Harry said, “I have to get back to kicking your ass!”
He wrenched his leg free of Draco’s grasp and rolled away from the ex-Slytherin, then lunged at him. Draco was caught off guard and went down under Harry’s assault, as Harry grabbed at whatever he could.
And when Harry grabbed at Draco's jock—it came off.
Harry sat on his legs, looking at the jock as if it were some new and incomprehensible magical artifact. Draco, now bare-assed naked, scrambled away from Harry and whirled to face him. His face was a mass of conflicting emotions, running from outraged fury to amused embarrassment and back again.
“Um………sorry?” Harry said sheepishly.
Amusement won. Draco laughed, “Not as sorry as you’re going to be!”
He lunged at Harry, plowing him down to the mat. Harry fell back, his legs flying into the air…………
And when Draco came up, he was waving Harry's jock like a flag.