Tongue Dancing
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,929
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Tongue Dancing
Title: Tongue Dancing
Author: Chisox727
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M/M, lime, swearing
Pairing: HP/DM
Word count: 585-
Disclaimer: Owned by JK Rowling.
Summary: Harry and Draco love their quiet nights together.
A/N: Written for the livejournal \"A Weekly Drabble Thingy\" where the prompt was “He couldn’t hold his tongue.”
Harry and Draco loved their quiet nights together. When they could sneak away from friends and Quidditch and revising, they would meet in varied classrooms to just be together. On this Sunday night, they were in the dungeons, hidden away in Snape’s classroom, of all places. Draco was supposed to be cleaning out cauldrons and organizing the newly delivered potions ingredients. He was not serving detention, but was serving his penance for other crimes committed.
Harry had just come in and he crossed the classroom like a man on a mission. Seizing Draco, he roughly spun him around and molested his mouth. The kiss, deep to begin with, got frantic and Draco knew if they continued at this pace, all his fun would be over before it began. Grasping Harry’s head by his hair, he pulled back and said, “Easy there, Wonder-boy. My lips are delicate!”
The darkening of Harry’s face happened immediately and Draco wondered if he was in trouble for his little barb. But just as quickly, Harry’s sweet loving face reappeared and he nuzzled his head into Draco’s neck. Now Draco knew he was in trouble.
“Sorry. I was just so anxious to see you. I was in my room and all afternoon all I could think about was you. I keep thinking about your beautiful neck and nose and ears,” Harry said, peppering said parts with kisses. “All that thinking got me quite horny and rather hard and I ached to see you and touch you. I even thought of going into the lavatory just to have a little ‘thinking time’ alone. And even when Ron and Dean finally left, I had to stop from rubbing myself as I thought about what we were going to do tonight. Gods, Draco, I’ve been hard for hours and when I saw you I couldn’t contain myself. I need you!”
Draco moaned as Harry’s hands slowly and softly caressed his arms as he spoke of his need to masturbate. Listening to Harry’s words had created quite a stir in his own pants and Draco was suddenly quite interested in making this situation go a bit quicker. But Harry had slowed down and was planting small chaste kisses on Draco’s shoulders as his hands twirling against Draco’s covered belly. It was such a soft touch and Draco knew he was being teased. And Malfoy’s were never teased!
“Fuck, Harry…just…fuck!” Draco whimpered as he grabbed his boyfriend, thrusting his erection into the other boy’s pelvis. “Do you know how hot it is to hear you talk about touching yourself?”
Harry chuckled and walked behind Draco, crushing his chest to the Slytherin’s back, efficiently stopping Draco from rubbing against him. Harry started a slow, swirling lick from Draco’s shoulder to his ear. Just as Harry reached the juncture between his shoulder and neck, the classroom door burst open and in strode the master of the classroom.
Much to Draco’s shock and (hidden) pleasure, Harry did not jump back at their interruption. In fact, he stopped all movement and was staring, wide-eyed, at their intruder, tongue still on the lower part of Draco’s neck.
Snape came to a halt just inside the door and stared at his prize-student and his childhood nemesis’ boy in shock and anger. “Wh-what are you doing, Draco?”
“I’m sorry, sir,” Draco said with a slight smirk fighting it’s way onto his face. “We had a bit of a disagreement and he couldn’t hold his tongue.”
Author: Chisox727
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M/M, lime, swearing
Pairing: HP/DM
Word count: 585-
Disclaimer: Owned by JK Rowling.
Summary: Harry and Draco love their quiet nights together.
A/N: Written for the livejournal \"A Weekly Drabble Thingy\" where the prompt was “He couldn’t hold his tongue.”
Harry and Draco loved their quiet nights together. When they could sneak away from friends and Quidditch and revising, they would meet in varied classrooms to just be together. On this Sunday night, they were in the dungeons, hidden away in Snape’s classroom, of all places. Draco was supposed to be cleaning out cauldrons and organizing the newly delivered potions ingredients. He was not serving detention, but was serving his penance for other crimes committed.
Harry had just come in and he crossed the classroom like a man on a mission. Seizing Draco, he roughly spun him around and molested his mouth. The kiss, deep to begin with, got frantic and Draco knew if they continued at this pace, all his fun would be over before it began. Grasping Harry’s head by his hair, he pulled back and said, “Easy there, Wonder-boy. My lips are delicate!”
The darkening of Harry’s face happened immediately and Draco wondered if he was in trouble for his little barb. But just as quickly, Harry’s sweet loving face reappeared and he nuzzled his head into Draco’s neck. Now Draco knew he was in trouble.
“Sorry. I was just so anxious to see you. I was in my room and all afternoon all I could think about was you. I keep thinking about your beautiful neck and nose and ears,” Harry said, peppering said parts with kisses. “All that thinking got me quite horny and rather hard and I ached to see you and touch you. I even thought of going into the lavatory just to have a little ‘thinking time’ alone. And even when Ron and Dean finally left, I had to stop from rubbing myself as I thought about what we were going to do tonight. Gods, Draco, I’ve been hard for hours and when I saw you I couldn’t contain myself. I need you!”
Draco moaned as Harry’s hands slowly and softly caressed his arms as he spoke of his need to masturbate. Listening to Harry’s words had created quite a stir in his own pants and Draco was suddenly quite interested in making this situation go a bit quicker. But Harry had slowed down and was planting small chaste kisses on Draco’s shoulders as his hands twirling against Draco’s covered belly. It was such a soft touch and Draco knew he was being teased. And Malfoy’s were never teased!
“Fuck, Harry…just…fuck!” Draco whimpered as he grabbed his boyfriend, thrusting his erection into the other boy’s pelvis. “Do you know how hot it is to hear you talk about touching yourself?”
Harry chuckled and walked behind Draco, crushing his chest to the Slytherin’s back, efficiently stopping Draco from rubbing against him. Harry started a slow, swirling lick from Draco’s shoulder to his ear. Just as Harry reached the juncture between his shoulder and neck, the classroom door burst open and in strode the master of the classroom.
Much to Draco’s shock and (hidden) pleasure, Harry did not jump back at their interruption. In fact, he stopped all movement and was staring, wide-eyed, at their intruder, tongue still on the lower part of Draco’s neck.
Snape came to a halt just inside the door and stared at his prize-student and his childhood nemesis’ boy in shock and anger. “Wh-what are you doing, Draco?”
“I’m sorry, sir,” Draco said with a slight smirk fighting it’s way onto his face. “We had a bit of a disagreement and he couldn’t hold his tongue.”