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Author: aliasfanatic04
Title: End Of a Long Day
Word Count: 512
Rating: R
Written For: enchanted_jae Monthly Challenge with the prompt being Harry and Draco collapsed together on the sofa. Also for 100quills using prompt # 10- soft, 1/50 Last but not least, potterverse100 using prompt #27- music, 9/100
Author’s Notes: Wrote this whilst having lunch. Oh and it's in Harry's POV, done as his thoughts.
Harry and Draco collapsed together on the sofa, enjoying sinking down into it's softness after a long, hard day at work. Classical music played in the background enhancing the soothing atmosphere. The two boys spoke to each other in hushed whispers as if they were afraid of breaking the sweet serenity surrounding them. After a while they stopped talking and just enjoyed cuddling close together each lost in their own thoughts.
For Harry it was these times that he enjoyed the most; just being able to cuddle on the sofa with his beloved and unwind. Of course another reason he enjoyed these times was the mind-blowing bout of love making that would always ensue after both had sufficiently rested. After all they both always seemed to muster up the energy when it came time to having sex.
These quiet times were all about making sweet passionate love, nothing was rushed, and each caress and kiss conveyed the need for this sweetness that wasn't always as obvious when they were fucking each other against the wall of their bedroom because they couldn't quite make it to the bed. No, during these times each of them took their time remapping the others' body, the kisses shared were sloppy, wet and passionate, audible sighs always escaped Draco during these times, something that turned him on incredibly. Eventually they would become so hard and aching that the need to meld their bodies into one overwhelmed him.
Preparation was always quick, as their desperation mounted. Oddly enough it was only during these times in which he would feel the need and want to relinquish the control to let Draco top him. This desperate sweetness was always reserved for him and he had no real idea as to why or how that came to be, not that it mattered much really seeing as how his Draco was always reluctant to top at any other time, which of course suited him just fine if he was to be completely honest. It wasn't as if he wouldn't bottom for Draco at any other time, but the blonde seriously preffered to be on the bottom, so he indulged him.
The moment in which Draco finally penetrated him always blew his mind, his eager body being filled and stretched by Draco. It was then in which he held not a single doubt in his mind over the amount of love Draco had for him. Once Draco began to move it would become all hazy and not a single coherent thought would enter his mind. The only thing he chanted in his mind and aloud was Draco's name as their orgasm would approach and draw closer. He almost always would come first and his breathless chant of the name would draw out the last syllable as he came, coaxing out Draco's orgasm as well. After they would always lay in a post orgasmic haze, still intimately joined together and would cuddle yet again bringing them almost full circle, they would generally drop off into a nap, lulled by the soft sounds of music still playing.
Title: End Of a Long Day
Word Count: 512
Rating: R
Written For: enchanted_jae Monthly Challenge with the prompt being Harry and Draco collapsed together on the sofa. Also for 100quills using prompt # 10- soft, 1/50 Last but not least, potterverse100 using prompt #27- music, 9/100
Author’s Notes: Wrote this whilst having lunch. Oh and it's in Harry's POV, done as his thoughts.
Harry and Draco collapsed together on the sofa, enjoying sinking down into it's softness after a long, hard day at work. Classical music played in the background enhancing the soothing atmosphere. The two boys spoke to each other in hushed whispers as if they were afraid of breaking the sweet serenity surrounding them. After a while they stopped talking and just enjoyed cuddling close together each lost in their own thoughts.
For Harry it was these times that he enjoyed the most; just being able to cuddle on the sofa with his beloved and unwind. Of course another reason he enjoyed these times was the mind-blowing bout of love making that would always ensue after both had sufficiently rested. After all they both always seemed to muster up the energy when it came time to having sex.
These quiet times were all about making sweet passionate love, nothing was rushed, and each caress and kiss conveyed the need for this sweetness that wasn't always as obvious when they were fucking each other against the wall of their bedroom because they couldn't quite make it to the bed. No, during these times each of them took their time remapping the others' body, the kisses shared were sloppy, wet and passionate, audible sighs always escaped Draco during these times, something that turned him on incredibly. Eventually they would become so hard and aching that the need to meld their bodies into one overwhelmed him.
Preparation was always quick, as their desperation mounted. Oddly enough it was only during these times in which he would feel the need and want to relinquish the control to let Draco top him. This desperate sweetness was always reserved for him and he had no real idea as to why or how that came to be, not that it mattered much really seeing as how his Draco was always reluctant to top at any other time, which of course suited him just fine if he was to be completely honest. It wasn't as if he wouldn't bottom for Draco at any other time, but the blonde seriously preffered to be on the bottom, so he indulged him.
The moment in which Draco finally penetrated him always blew his mind, his eager body being filled and stretched by Draco. It was then in which he held not a single doubt in his mind over the amount of love Draco had for him. Once Draco began to move it would become all hazy and not a single coherent thought would enter his mind. The only thing he chanted in his mind and aloud was Draco's name as their orgasm would approach and draw closer. He almost always would come first and his breathless chant of the name would draw out the last syllable as he came, coaxing out Draco's orgasm as well. After they would always lay in a post orgasmic haze, still intimately joined together and would cuddle yet again bringing them almost full circle, they would generally drop off into a nap, lulled by the soft sounds of music still playing.