Shoe Shine Boy

SHOE SHINE BOY

BY LADY FLAME

DISCLAIMER: All characters contained within belong to J K Rowling, and anyone else with a claim, I'm only borrowing them, I'll give them back eventually... XD

WARNING: M/M Slash, Paid Sex, Oral

FIRST PUBLISHED: 4 June 2006

AUTHORS NOTE: My friend Cas (aka) virtualpersonal, posted a meme challenge in her livejournal, for a 100 word drabble using a phrase created by the 'Victorian Sex Cry Generator', and I just couldn't resist it!! *ahem* 100 words... looks sceptical, well I'll try but it may run over, I'm not known for being short, unless I'm writing poetry!! My prompts are in bold lettering...

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Harry looked up at the smartly dressed blonde, who had just sat in his shoe shine chair, "Penny for a shoe shine, Mister." The young gentleman reached into his pocket, and pulled out a silver coin, "I'll give you a shilling, if you shine this." He said, as he pulled the material of his trousers tight across his groin.

The scruffy boy eyed the prominent bulge, and held out his hand, "Cross my palm with silver then." Slipping the coin into his pocket, Harry reached forward to release the 'one-eyed trouser snake', and he worshipped it, with lips and tongue, exploring it's hood, until it 'spat' with extasy.

Harry pulled back, his mouth full of salty cream, then raised his face to look the young blonde in the eye. "Swallow it all and be glad, for a shilling I've paid, and a shilling's worth I'll be having!" Harry made a show of swallowing, opening his mouth to show that it was empty.

"You know Draco, you have some really strange sexual fantasies." The blonde pulled Harry forwards into a passionate kiss, tasting himself in Harry's mouth, "Yeah, but you love to fulfil them." Slim, but surprisingly strong fingers reached down, and squeezed Harry's manhood trapped in it's fabric prison, "Now why don't you take me home, so that I can feel your prodigious engine stirring in the very centre of my vitals."

Harry's laugh rang like a bell, echoing around Knockturn Alley, as the privacy ward shimmered and disapaited; and as the two men strode off towards The Leaky Couldren, a dark gazed old man scuttled back to his chair, and grabbed at the gold coins left on the seat, muttering "Bloody Joyriders!! I only went for a slash!!"

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Okay, so that ended up being 290 words, but I did get two promts in there, so that should be 200 words each right, and I don't think the actual promt words should count either... hmm, that still leaves me about 60 words over... bugger!!

Oh well, hoped you liked this naughty little drabble/ficlet anyway... and I make no apologies for the pun at the end *LOL* and rejoice for this story means the revival of my Harry/Draco muse, so all those who have been waiting for Chapter 4 of 'Look Before You Leap', it shall be coming soon to a screen near you... for definite this time!!

I have decided that I am going to continue writing stories in this verse, which I intend calling the 'Victorian Sex Cry' verse... well what else am I gonna call it!! *LOL* They will be single chapter 'snapshots' into this particular Harry/Draco relationship, and they will range from drabble length, ie, something similar to this, to longer 2,000 word ficlets. Each story will be able to be read separately, and involve various quotes from the 'Victorian Sex Cry' generator.

I will be your virtual love slave forever, if you review this story... feel shy about writing a review, (though I'll accept 'I like this, it's cool...' :D), then just press the rate button, 5 stars would be nice :P

love Cara (aka) Lady Flame

HOT by name, HOT by nature.