The Ruby Ruse
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Chapter 5
Title: The Ruby Ruse
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Email: See profile
Status/Part: 5/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM
Date: May 2006
Key words: M/M, language, slash, smut
Summary: Draco has hunted Harry down to pay up on outstanding bills. What happens
when they figure out who really ran up the bills and what happens between
them?
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Beta: Fiend did a wonderful job again. (That’s a friend without the R)
Chapter 5 The Ruby Ruse
Draco draped himself over Harry just a little closer. The brunet wriggled back against the blond. A silky voice floated over his ear.
“Good morning, Emerald. Would you believe how happy and satisfied I am this morning? It’s all thanks to you.”
Soft lips followed soft words, placing a kiss on the brunet’s neck.
The former Gryffindor smiled, ease away and rolled over to face his lover.
“Thank you, Draco – for the time at Hot and Hotter, the wonderful shower we shared and then the glorious time in your bed.”
Harry kissed Draco’s lips and moved in closer. The lovers held on to each other, just savoring their time. Both knew they had to get to work on Harry’s problem. Draco broke the hold with a sigh.
“Harry, have you ever had breakfast in bed?”
Harry frowned. “Have you?”
Draco looked into the emerald eyes with all seriousness. “Not since I was a spoiled prat in my mother’s care. It’s not a luxury I indulge in now. I want us to have breakfast in bed together, the first of many, I hope. Let me call my house-elf and get it started while we have another shower together.”
Harry eased out of Draco’s arms and walked across the bedroom in no way ashamed of his body. After all they had indulged in last night Harry felt it would be stupid to be embarrassed. He went to the bathroom, started the shower and waited for Draco. The blond followed shortly joining Harry in the bathroom. Taking their time, they washed each other thoroughly, rediscovering areas they had found during the night. Draco decided enough was enough and turned off the water.
Dripping wet, the blond stepped out of the shower and reached for a robe with one hand while reaching for Harry with the other. Harry stepped out, waiting as the Slytherin enfolded him in a robe before donning one himself. Leading the Gryffindor back to the bed, he seated them against the padded headboard. With a snap of his fingers, a house-elf appeared juggling two heavily laden trays with its magic. Harry and Draco both smiled and thanked the little house-elf before beginning to eat with an awakening appetite.
When they were done, the trays just disappeared. Leaning back in repletion, the two just smiled at each other. Draco reached over and threaded his fingers through Harry’s.
“As much as I hate to do this, we have to get started. We’ll have to get the proof so we’ll have to find the delivery people and have them describe the person to whom they delivered the packages. That will prove difficult, since most will describe you.” He broke off with a sigh.
Harry’s thumb caressed the back of Draco’s hand.
“Draco, don’t worry. Let me call my house-elf to bring some items here and we’ll have the answers we need.”
Harry called out, “Twinkle!” A house-elf appeared and bowed to Harry and Draco.
“Yes Master Harry, what can Twinkle do for Master Sir?”
“Twinkle, please don’t call me Master. If you have to, call me Mister Harry. Now my faithful house-elf friend, did my setup at home work? I need you to bring me the equipment and tapes. Hurry, Twinkle.”
The little house-elf disappeared with no noise. The brunet rolled to his side and threw a leg over the blond’s.
“Do you know what I want to do with you when we’re done examining evidence? I want to take you to a house I have away from here. I want to spend the days showing you the area’s beauty. At night I want to see the beauty of you in my home, on my bed, on my hearth. I can imagine you spread out on my dining room table while I eat my dinner from along your skin as I hand feed you.”
Draco groaned at the picture Harry painted for his mind’s eye.
“Yes, Harry, we can have all of it. Let’s give ourselves until midway between lunch and tea to finish watching the tapes. That will give us enough light time to explore your other home. I’m sure between the two of us we can come up with some interesting hexes and spells. The person who is doing this to you deserves every thing you ‘give’ them.”
Twinkle popped back in with a smile. “Mister Harry sir, I have all the tapes and things you need. Do you need Twinkle to make it work? Twinkle will be happy to help. Bad man must be marked and stopped. Twinkle will help.”
Harry and Draco both smiled at the house-elf. “Thank you, Twinkle. You have helped. I can make the items work now. Go back and watch over our home. Come to me immediately if someone tries to come in the house that isn’t Draco or myself. No one, not even Miss Hermione or Miss Pansy or Mr. Ron, no one, is to come in but the two of us and our house-elves.”
The little creature bowed and with a quiet but determined voice replied. “Yes Mister Harry sir. Twinkle will keep our home safe.” It popped out leaving the two in the bed. Harry went to step out of the bed. “Damn, I need some of my clothes, Draco.”
The blond smirked. “I don’t know Harry. I like the view from here already.”
Harry groaned in frustration. “Down, you dog. Let’s work first, play later. Now let me set all of this up.”
Harry went to work with his wand, arranging the equipment and getting it ready to run. Finishing the setup, he turned and took a flying leap onto the bed, landing straddled over the blond.
“Now, let’s see who the culprit is and then devise something totally appropriate to make them suffer. It will have to be something that can be seen publicly so don’t get crude, naughty may be alright as long as it is not flagrant.”
Harry leaned down to kiss Draco one more time and just to tease the blond, he rubbed their crotches together. The blond moaned, wrapped his arms and legs around Harry and flipped them. Imitating Harry, he kissed him hard and quick, rubbed their nether regions together then flicked a finger over a nipple. Harry groaned, Draco smiled and rolled off before the brunet could wrap around him.
“Alright, you hot thing, let’s find out who has caused you this trouble. Then we will plan, just like I did to you back in Hogwarts.”
Harry glanced at him and waved his want at the TV and equipment. The picture came on as they laid back to watch it. Nothing exciting was happening on the screen, just a house-elf back and forth cleaning and one re-stocking the drinks cabinet. Draco was bored watching the video. He had a naked, well-toned, hot lover in his bed and they were watching muggle TV. How many things wrong did Draco see with this scenario?
Draco decided to tease the Gryffindor just a little. He knew this was important to both of them but a body could only resist temptation for so long. He let his little finger brush against the outside thigh of Harry’s leg while keeping a stoic expression. The Gryffindor didn’t respond as his expression and attention was fully tuned to the display. The blond refused to be discouraged so he started tracing runes on the top of the thigh and was becoming more disturbed at the thought of being ignored.
Harry was silently laughing at the obvious attempts of his lover. Slowly he eased his arm behind the Slytherin’s neck. He waited until the blond was comfortable with it there before sliding his fingers under the silken tresses to tickle the nape of that tasty neck. The blond leaned back into the fingers, purring deep in his throat. His eyes closed as the fingers played over his neck, making concentration nearly impossible.
He laid there even after he felt Harry stop touching his neck. He sat up and then stiffened.
“I’ll be fucked sideways on Snape’s desk! Draco, look at this. Are my eyes tricking me? Is that, that..? Is that the fucking pounce little git in my home? That spell-challenged little wanker. The nerve of that little shite. I am so going to whack him worse than anything the whomping willow could achieve. When I get through with him, his own mother won’t know him. His father, well he won’t admit to him being his. He’s gone too far this time. Oh, the things that will be happening to him.” Harry finally stopped for a breath.
Draco stared at the TV, mouth gaping while listening to Harry rant and rave. His mind was trying to process what he was seeing with what he knew as fact in this case. The suspect in front of him on the TV was going to be so easy to torment. Draco started to laugh, covered it with the cough as he noticed Harry staring at him. Coughing just deteriorated into more laughter. The blond finally fell off the bed while trying to hold it all in.
Harry glared over the edge of the bed. “I thought you wanted to help me. How is this helping? I expected something a little more decorous from the Prince of Slytherin House. I guess like always in the past I could count on you to just laugh at me, not help. Thanks for nothing Draco.”
Harry jumped off the other side of the bed. “Where in the name of Merlin are my clothes? I am so out of here.” Harry stomped around the room looking but not finding his clothes. Draco would peek around the edge of the bed from his spot on the floor and watch Harry stomp in all his naked glory. His laughter soon turned into leers.
“Harry calm down. I’m going to help you. I just thought…” Draco stopped, jumped to his feet and ran around the bed to the fuming Gryffindor. Harry’s body stiffened as Draco wrapped his arms around him.
“I just thought you were so cute fuming and stomping with all those lovely bits bouncing. I never knew that listening to someone rant like that would make me harder than the stones that built Hogwarts castle.” Draco stopped talking and started kissing the bare shoulder in front of him while pressing into Harry’s cock, letting him know exactly what the brunet’s tantrum had caused.
Harry stood there as Draco ground against him. He let a hand come up to pet the blond hair. “Alright Draco, you were enjoying the free double feature. It’s time to work. I’ve got some ideas and want you to help me expand on them. Then when my revenge is satisfied, we’ll find out why the miscreant thought he could get away with all that he has. We need to see what happens next. I left a spell on the house to “mark” the person.”
Harry moved away from the Slytherin back onto the bed, calmer than he had been just minutes ago. He reached out a hand silently asking the blond to join him, a request that was fulfilled along with a soft kiss.
“I’m sorry I laughed. The next time I go off, you can laugh. It will probably be funnier than watching you. I’ve had more practice; you’ve always been so controlled.”
A/N: Please take just a minute to leave a review or send me an email to let me know what you think of it.
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Email: See profile
Status/Part: 5/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM
Date: May 2006
Key words: M/M, language, slash, smut
Summary: Draco has hunted Harry down to pay up on outstanding bills. What happens
when they figure out who really ran up the bills and what happens between
them?
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Beta: Fiend did a wonderful job again. (That’s a friend without the R)
Chapter 5 The Ruby Ruse
Draco draped himself over Harry just a little closer. The brunet wriggled back against the blond. A silky voice floated over his ear.
“Good morning, Emerald. Would you believe how happy and satisfied I am this morning? It’s all thanks to you.”
Soft lips followed soft words, placing a kiss on the brunet’s neck.
The former Gryffindor smiled, ease away and rolled over to face his lover.
“Thank you, Draco – for the time at Hot and Hotter, the wonderful shower we shared and then the glorious time in your bed.”
Harry kissed Draco’s lips and moved in closer. The lovers held on to each other, just savoring their time. Both knew they had to get to work on Harry’s problem. Draco broke the hold with a sigh.
“Harry, have you ever had breakfast in bed?”
Harry frowned. “Have you?”
Draco looked into the emerald eyes with all seriousness. “Not since I was a spoiled prat in my mother’s care. It’s not a luxury I indulge in now. I want us to have breakfast in bed together, the first of many, I hope. Let me call my house-elf and get it started while we have another shower together.”
Harry eased out of Draco’s arms and walked across the bedroom in no way ashamed of his body. After all they had indulged in last night Harry felt it would be stupid to be embarrassed. He went to the bathroom, started the shower and waited for Draco. The blond followed shortly joining Harry in the bathroom. Taking their time, they washed each other thoroughly, rediscovering areas they had found during the night. Draco decided enough was enough and turned off the water.
Dripping wet, the blond stepped out of the shower and reached for a robe with one hand while reaching for Harry with the other. Harry stepped out, waiting as the Slytherin enfolded him in a robe before donning one himself. Leading the Gryffindor back to the bed, he seated them against the padded headboard. With a snap of his fingers, a house-elf appeared juggling two heavily laden trays with its magic. Harry and Draco both smiled and thanked the little house-elf before beginning to eat with an awakening appetite.
When they were done, the trays just disappeared. Leaning back in repletion, the two just smiled at each other. Draco reached over and threaded his fingers through Harry’s.
“As much as I hate to do this, we have to get started. We’ll have to get the proof so we’ll have to find the delivery people and have them describe the person to whom they delivered the packages. That will prove difficult, since most will describe you.” He broke off with a sigh.
Harry’s thumb caressed the back of Draco’s hand.
“Draco, don’t worry. Let me call my house-elf to bring some items here and we’ll have the answers we need.”
Harry called out, “Twinkle!” A house-elf appeared and bowed to Harry and Draco.
“Yes Master Harry, what can Twinkle do for Master Sir?”
“Twinkle, please don’t call me Master. If you have to, call me Mister Harry. Now my faithful house-elf friend, did my setup at home work? I need you to bring me the equipment and tapes. Hurry, Twinkle.”
The little house-elf disappeared with no noise. The brunet rolled to his side and threw a leg over the blond’s.
“Do you know what I want to do with you when we’re done examining evidence? I want to take you to a house I have away from here. I want to spend the days showing you the area’s beauty. At night I want to see the beauty of you in my home, on my bed, on my hearth. I can imagine you spread out on my dining room table while I eat my dinner from along your skin as I hand feed you.”
Draco groaned at the picture Harry painted for his mind’s eye.
“Yes, Harry, we can have all of it. Let’s give ourselves until midway between lunch and tea to finish watching the tapes. That will give us enough light time to explore your other home. I’m sure between the two of us we can come up with some interesting hexes and spells. The person who is doing this to you deserves every thing you ‘give’ them.”
Twinkle popped back in with a smile. “Mister Harry sir, I have all the tapes and things you need. Do you need Twinkle to make it work? Twinkle will be happy to help. Bad man must be marked and stopped. Twinkle will help.”
Harry and Draco both smiled at the house-elf. “Thank you, Twinkle. You have helped. I can make the items work now. Go back and watch over our home. Come to me immediately if someone tries to come in the house that isn’t Draco or myself. No one, not even Miss Hermione or Miss Pansy or Mr. Ron, no one, is to come in but the two of us and our house-elves.”
The little creature bowed and with a quiet but determined voice replied. “Yes Mister Harry sir. Twinkle will keep our home safe.” It popped out leaving the two in the bed. Harry went to step out of the bed. “Damn, I need some of my clothes, Draco.”
The blond smirked. “I don’t know Harry. I like the view from here already.”
Harry groaned in frustration. “Down, you dog. Let’s work first, play later. Now let me set all of this up.”
Harry went to work with his wand, arranging the equipment and getting it ready to run. Finishing the setup, he turned and took a flying leap onto the bed, landing straddled over the blond.
“Now, let’s see who the culprit is and then devise something totally appropriate to make them suffer. It will have to be something that can be seen publicly so don’t get crude, naughty may be alright as long as it is not flagrant.”
Harry leaned down to kiss Draco one more time and just to tease the blond, he rubbed their crotches together. The blond moaned, wrapped his arms and legs around Harry and flipped them. Imitating Harry, he kissed him hard and quick, rubbed their nether regions together then flicked a finger over a nipple. Harry groaned, Draco smiled and rolled off before the brunet could wrap around him.
“Alright, you hot thing, let’s find out who has caused you this trouble. Then we will plan, just like I did to you back in Hogwarts.”
Harry glanced at him and waved his want at the TV and equipment. The picture came on as they laid back to watch it. Nothing exciting was happening on the screen, just a house-elf back and forth cleaning and one re-stocking the drinks cabinet. Draco was bored watching the video. He had a naked, well-toned, hot lover in his bed and they were watching muggle TV. How many things wrong did Draco see with this scenario?
Draco decided to tease the Gryffindor just a little. He knew this was important to both of them but a body could only resist temptation for so long. He let his little finger brush against the outside thigh of Harry’s leg while keeping a stoic expression. The Gryffindor didn’t respond as his expression and attention was fully tuned to the display. The blond refused to be discouraged so he started tracing runes on the top of the thigh and was becoming more disturbed at the thought of being ignored.
Harry was silently laughing at the obvious attempts of his lover. Slowly he eased his arm behind the Slytherin’s neck. He waited until the blond was comfortable with it there before sliding his fingers under the silken tresses to tickle the nape of that tasty neck. The blond leaned back into the fingers, purring deep in his throat. His eyes closed as the fingers played over his neck, making concentration nearly impossible.
He laid there even after he felt Harry stop touching his neck. He sat up and then stiffened.
“I’ll be fucked sideways on Snape’s desk! Draco, look at this. Are my eyes tricking me? Is that, that..? Is that the fucking pounce little git in my home? That spell-challenged little wanker. The nerve of that little shite. I am so going to whack him worse than anything the whomping willow could achieve. When I get through with him, his own mother won’t know him. His father, well he won’t admit to him being his. He’s gone too far this time. Oh, the things that will be happening to him.” Harry finally stopped for a breath.
Draco stared at the TV, mouth gaping while listening to Harry rant and rave. His mind was trying to process what he was seeing with what he knew as fact in this case. The suspect in front of him on the TV was going to be so easy to torment. Draco started to laugh, covered it with the cough as he noticed Harry staring at him. Coughing just deteriorated into more laughter. The blond finally fell off the bed while trying to hold it all in.
Harry glared over the edge of the bed. “I thought you wanted to help me. How is this helping? I expected something a little more decorous from the Prince of Slytherin House. I guess like always in the past I could count on you to just laugh at me, not help. Thanks for nothing Draco.”
Harry jumped off the other side of the bed. “Where in the name of Merlin are my clothes? I am so out of here.” Harry stomped around the room looking but not finding his clothes. Draco would peek around the edge of the bed from his spot on the floor and watch Harry stomp in all his naked glory. His laughter soon turned into leers.
“Harry calm down. I’m going to help you. I just thought…” Draco stopped, jumped to his feet and ran around the bed to the fuming Gryffindor. Harry’s body stiffened as Draco wrapped his arms around him.
“I just thought you were so cute fuming and stomping with all those lovely bits bouncing. I never knew that listening to someone rant like that would make me harder than the stones that built Hogwarts castle.” Draco stopped talking and started kissing the bare shoulder in front of him while pressing into Harry’s cock, letting him know exactly what the brunet’s tantrum had caused.
Harry stood there as Draco ground against him. He let a hand come up to pet the blond hair. “Alright Draco, you were enjoying the free double feature. It’s time to work. I’ve got some ideas and want you to help me expand on them. Then when my revenge is satisfied, we’ll find out why the miscreant thought he could get away with all that he has. We need to see what happens next. I left a spell on the house to “mark” the person.”
Harry moved away from the Slytherin back onto the bed, calmer than he had been just minutes ago. He reached out a hand silently asking the blond to join him, a request that was fulfilled along with a soft kiss.
“I’m sorry I laughed. The next time I go off, you can laugh. It will probably be funnier than watching you. I’ve had more practice; you’ve always been so controlled.”
A/N: Please take just a minute to leave a review or send me an email to let me know what you think of it.