Harry/Draco ficlet challenge
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
2,324
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Greed
Ok, this is the last one I'm putting up for now. The rest of them will be sometime Friday (or sooner, if I'm able). Hope you've enjoyed them so far, and please review!
14 Greed
Pairing: H/D
Rated: Hard R
Words: 189
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters.
Draco moaned loudly, hand scrabbling for purchase on the slippery sheets below him. Rough fingertips push into his waist as his body rocked back and forth. He bit fervently into the pillow so as not to let out an embarrassing noise.
A hand in his hair, gripping hard, and pulling his head back. Then, warmth filled him. He shook, crying keenly, and spilled his seed on the sheets below.
The body above him was heavy, and he felt crushed under its weight.
“Geroff,” Draco huffed.
“Too much for you, Malfoy?” came the amused answer.
Draco tried pushing up. “Get OFF me, give me my hundred galleons, and go.”
“What?”
“You heard me,” snarled Draco. “You can afford it, Potter. You’re rich.”
Harry rolled off Draco and stared at him incredulously. “A hundred galleons for a quick shag? That doesn’t sound fair.”
“I’m giving you a deal,” sniffed Draco. “I usually charge much higher than that; be grateful.”
“You’re just a greedy bastard,” grumbled Harry. He slowly got up and went to get his money.
Draco watched Harry’s naked body hungrily, contemplating on giving him a second ride for free.
14 Greed
Pairing: H/D
Rated: Hard R
Words: 189
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters.
Draco moaned loudly, hand scrabbling for purchase on the slippery sheets below him. Rough fingertips push into his waist as his body rocked back and forth. He bit fervently into the pillow so as not to let out an embarrassing noise.
A hand in his hair, gripping hard, and pulling his head back. Then, warmth filled him. He shook, crying keenly, and spilled his seed on the sheets below.
The body above him was heavy, and he felt crushed under its weight.
“Geroff,” Draco huffed.
“Too much for you, Malfoy?” came the amused answer.
Draco tried pushing up. “Get OFF me, give me my hundred galleons, and go.”
“What?”
“You heard me,” snarled Draco. “You can afford it, Potter. You’re rich.”
Harry rolled off Draco and stared at him incredulously. “A hundred galleons for a quick shag? That doesn’t sound fair.”
“I’m giving you a deal,” sniffed Draco. “I usually charge much higher than that; be grateful.”
“You’re just a greedy bastard,” grumbled Harry. He slowly got up and went to get his money.
Draco watched Harry’s naked body hungrily, contemplating on giving him a second ride for free.