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jamie2109 and nocturnali. This is for slytherinboyz I really hope you enjoy!
The request details (quoted from the original post)-
Pairings/fandom you would like to read/write:Harry/Draco, Harry/Snape, the Weasley Twins
Pairings/fandom you will not read/write:Draco/anyone whose not Harry and Ron (who should not be imagined naked)
Squicks you don't want to see/write:character death, old people sex
Kinks you would like to read/write:I'm not very good at writing serious sex - I prefer to write humour and innuendo - but have great respect for those who can. Ties, parceltongue, first-time and in-denial - these are a few of my favourite things.
Toslytherinboyz - I got a couple of the kinks you wanted. I tried for all of them but it just didn't work out.
Title: Parceltongue Ties Me
Author: wook77
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 598
Summary: Harry decides to spice up their sex life.
Warnings: Smut, actually Parceltongue!Smut
A/N: Written for the AWDT Birthday Challenge. My apologies, I really really tried to keep it under 500 and I just couldn’t cut anymore.
They’d been together for years. They’d hit a rut and Harry didn’t know how to get out of it. Every day, Harry would come home to find Draco sitting on the couch, watching the telly. Harry would lean down, peck Draco on the cheek and then they’d sit there until bedtime. At bedtime, they’d undress, Harry would roll on top of Draco and they’d fuck until they both came. Harry would roll off of Draco and they’d go to sleep.
Harry missed the need, the desire for Draco and tonight, their anniversary of all nights, he resolved to change it. To achieve this, Harry had waited until Draco left for his day and Apparated back home. A few spells and the stage for seduction was set.
When Draco arrived home, Harry could hear him as he saw the lights dimmed, the telly missing and a note on the couch. Muttering from the main room echoed down the hall as Draco found the next note. A crash sounded and Harry winced.
“OW! Fuck! Potter! This had better be worth it!” Harry winced anew at the threat. It sounded like the romantic scavenger hunt’s mood was ruined before it really had a chance to begin.
“You want me to what?! Potter, where the bloody hell are you?!” Harry’s euphoric mood was crashing down around him. By the time Draco finally reached the bedroom, Harry had stopped hiding in wait and instead, sat on the chair in the corner.
When Draco saw Harry, he held up the items in his hands and shook them. “What exactly is the meaning of these? Hmmm?” His demanding tone killed what little remained of Harry’s good mood.
“I thought it would be fun to try something different. Nevermind, Malfoy, I knew it wouldn’t work.” Harry stood up and started to brush past Draco but Draco moved to block his path.
“This was all to jazz up our sex life?” Harry nodded but kept his gaze pointed downwards. “You bloody idiot! You bloody, stupid, idiotic, romantic, loving sot! Why didn’t you just say so?” Draco grabbed the Slytherin tie and put it around Harry’s neck. A quick tug and their lips crashed into a kiss.
“I love you but your communication skills need to improve.” Draco whispered against Harry’s lips as they touched foreheads.
“I just…”
“You just wanted to tie me up and ravish me?” Harry blushed and nodded. “Kinky much?” Harry reddened further and started to pull away. Draco tugged the tie once more. “Hurry it up then, love.”
With shy but eager motions, Harry tied Draco to the bed using his old Gryffindor ties. Once he was strapped to the bed, Harry kneeled between his legs and leaned until the pair brushed lips. When Draco pulled up to press harder, Harry pulled back and hissed in Parceltongue, “Not yet.” Draco hardened further and Harry pressed down on it.
“I love you so much, did you know that? I love to kiss, “As Harry hissed further, he echoed what he was saying, “to lick and to touch. I love pressing into your body and feeling you surround me. I love how tight and hot and eager you are, even after all these years. Do you know what you do to me? Can you feel it?”
“Please, Lord Above, please fuck me! Harry, please!” Draco pushed his head from side to side as he pulled against the bindings. When they came, Harry swore he saw stars.
“Harry, are those Gryffindor ties?” Harry just burrowed further into his lover’s chest and ignored the incredulous tone. “Harry!”
This was written in response of the AWDT Birthday Fest, sponsored by
jamie2109 and nocturnali. This is for slytherinboyz I really hope you enjoy!The request details (quoted from the original post)-
Pairings/fandom you would like to read/write:Harry/Draco, Harry/Snape, the Weasley Twins
Pairings/fandom you will not read/write:Draco/anyone whose not Harry and Ron (who should not be imagined naked)
Squicks you don't want to see/write:character death, old people sex
Kinks you would like to read/write:I'm not very good at writing serious sex - I prefer to write humour and innuendo - but have great respect for those who can. Ties, parceltongue, first-time and in-denial - these are a few of my favourite things.
To
slytherinboyz - I got a couple of the kinks you wanted. I tried for all of them but it just didn't work out.Title: Parceltongue Ties Me
Author: wook77
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 598
Summary: Harry decides to spice up their sex life.
Warnings: Smut, actually Parceltongue!Smut
A/N: Written for the AWDT Birthday Challenge. My apologies, I really really tried to keep it under 500 and I just couldn’t cut anymore.
They’d been together for years. They’d hit a rut and Harry didn’t know how to get out of it. Every day, Harry would come home to find Draco sitting on the couch, watching the telly. Harry would lean down, peck Draco on the cheek and then they’d sit there until bedtime. At bedtime, they’d undress, Harry would roll on top of Draco and they’d fuck until they both came. Harry would roll off of Draco and they’d go to sleep.
Harry missed the need, the desire for Draco and tonight, their anniversary of all nights, he resolved to change it. To achieve this, Harry had waited until Draco left for his day and Apparated back home. A few spells and the stage for seduction was set.
When Draco arrived home, Harry could hear him as he saw the lights dimmed, the telly missing and a note on the couch. Muttering from the main room echoed down the hall as Draco found the next note. A crash sounded and Harry winced.
“OW! Fuck! Potter! This had better be worth it!” Harry winced anew at the threat. It sounded like the romantic scavenger hunt’s mood was ruined before it really had a chance to begin.
“You want me to what?! Potter, where the bloody hell are you?!” Harry’s euphoric mood was crashing down around him. By the time Draco finally reached the bedroom, Harry had stopped hiding in wait and instead, sat on the chair in the corner.
When Draco saw Harry, he held up the items in his hands and shook them. “What exactly is the meaning of these? Hmmm?” His demanding tone killed what little remained of Harry’s good mood.
“I thought it would be fun to try something different. Nevermind, Malfoy, I knew it wouldn’t work.” Harry stood up and started to brush past Draco but Draco moved to block his path.
“This was all to jazz up our sex life?” Harry nodded but kept his gaze pointed downwards. “You bloody idiot! You bloody, stupid, idiotic, romantic, loving sot! Why didn’t you just say so?” Draco grabbed the Slytherin tie and put it around Harry’s neck. A quick tug and their lips crashed into a kiss.
“I love you but your communication skills need to improve.” Draco whispered against Harry’s lips as they touched foreheads.
“I just…”
“You just wanted to tie me up and ravish me?” Harry blushed and nodded. “Kinky much?” Harry reddened further and started to pull away. Draco tugged the tie once more. “Hurry it up then, love.”
With shy but eager motions, Harry tied Draco to the bed using his old Gryffindor ties. Once he was strapped to the bed, Harry kneeled between his legs and leaned until the pair brushed lips. When Draco pulled up to press harder, Harry pulled back and hissed in Parceltongue, “Not yet.” Draco hardened further and Harry pressed down on it.
“I love you so much, did you know that? I love to kiss, “As Harry hissed further, he echoed what he was saying, “to lick and to touch. I love pressing into your body and feeling you surround me. I love how tight and hot and eager you are, even after all these years. Do you know what you do to me? Can you feel it?”
“Please, Lord Above, please fuck me! Harry, please!” Draco pushed his head from side to side as he pulled against the bindings. When they came, Harry swore he saw stars.
“Harry, are those Gryffindor ties?” Harry just burrowed further into his lover’s chest and ignored the incredulous tone. “Harry!”
