Coveted
Title: Coveted
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 425
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for nohara_megami with a prompt of mythology
Summary: Draco's Animagus form is the most coveted of all.
Harry tipped his head back and shaded his eyes against the sun's glare. He scanned the sky impatiently, gaze drawn by each fluttering movement he saw.
There! One speck grew larger as it approached, its enormous wings beating a lazy rhythm during descent. It was a dragon, a creature straight out of mythology, and it was all Harry's. He stood there and watched in awe as the dragon caught a wind current and used it to glide almost motionless through the air. Harry found himself wishing he was riding that magnifent beast.
Eventually, the dragon landed in the meadow. Harry had to shield his eyes from the debris stirred up by the powerful wings. Once the dragon settled, Harry boldly walked forward and stroked the sun-warmed hide. It was pale green and smooth, not unlike snakeskin.
"You're late," said Harry.
The creature in front of him shimmered and transfigured itself into the more familiar form of his very human lover. Draco Malfoy didn't do anything by halves. His Animagus form was the most coveted one of all.
"It's a long flight from Wiltshire," Draco said. He stepped into Harry's waiting arms and angled his head for a kiss. Their mouths met in a hungry snog. Lips slid together while tongues explored and teeth nipped.
"Are you sure you weren't seen?" asked Harry, breaking free of the snog to catch his breath. "I shudder to think of the headlines. Dragon spotted flying over the English countryside."
Draco chuckled. "I was under heavy disillusionment charms until I reached the aerial equivalent of the perimeter of our property. No one saw me until you did. I was tempted to harass a hang glider, but I refrained."
Harry released Draco and took his hand as he led the way back to their house. "How are your parents?" he asked in a conversational manner.
"Quite well," said Draco. "Mother is itching to get back in her gardens, and father spent our visit ranting about politics."
"Did you get a word in edgewise?" Harry laughed.
Draco nodded. "I managed to converse about gardens and politics in equal measure."
"Have I ever told you how much I appreciate your talents?"
"Outside of the bedroom?" Draco countered, eyes sparkling with mirth.
"Speaking of the bedroom-" Harry began.
"Clever segue," said Draco.
"...would you like to accompany me there?"
"Perhaps," mused Draco. "What did you have in mind?"
Harry grinned at him. "I have a sudden desire to ride you."
Ridden
Now with artwork: How to Tame Your Dragon by chiakidark
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 425
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for nohara_megami with a prompt of mythology
Summary: Draco's Animagus form is the most coveted of all.
Harry tipped his head back and shaded his eyes against the sun's glare. He scanned the sky impatiently, gaze drawn by each fluttering movement he saw.
There! One speck grew larger as it approached, its enormous wings beating a lazy rhythm during descent. It was a dragon, a creature straight out of mythology, and it was all Harry's. He stood there and watched in awe as the dragon caught a wind current and used it to glide almost motionless through the air. Harry found himself wishing he was riding that magnifent beast.
Eventually, the dragon landed in the meadow. Harry had to shield his eyes from the debris stirred up by the powerful wings. Once the dragon settled, Harry boldly walked forward and stroked the sun-warmed hide. It was pale green and smooth, not unlike snakeskin.
"You're late," said Harry.
The creature in front of him shimmered and transfigured itself into the more familiar form of his very human lover. Draco Malfoy didn't do anything by halves. His Animagus form was the most coveted one of all.
"It's a long flight from Wiltshire," Draco said. He stepped into Harry's waiting arms and angled his head for a kiss. Their mouths met in a hungry snog. Lips slid together while tongues explored and teeth nipped.
"Are you sure you weren't seen?" asked Harry, breaking free of the snog to catch his breath. "I shudder to think of the headlines. Dragon spotted flying over the English countryside."
Draco chuckled. "I was under heavy disillusionment charms until I reached the aerial equivalent of the perimeter of our property. No one saw me until you did. I was tempted to harass a hang glider, but I refrained."
Harry released Draco and took his hand as he led the way back to their house. "How are your parents?" he asked in a conversational manner.
"Quite well," said Draco. "Mother is itching to get back in her gardens, and father spent our visit ranting about politics."
"Did you get a word in edgewise?" Harry laughed.
Draco nodded. "I managed to converse about gardens and politics in equal measure."
"Have I ever told you how much I appreciate your talents?"
"Outside of the bedroom?" Draco countered, eyes sparkling with mirth.
"Speaking of the bedroom-" Harry began.
"Clever segue," said Draco.
"...would you like to accompany me there?"
"Perhaps," mused Draco. "What did you have in mind?"
Harry grinned at him. "I have a sudden desire to ride you."
Ridden
Now with artwork: How to Tame Your Dragon by chiakidark