Fic for lumosed_quill: Asleep (H/D, NC-17, 100 words)

[birdsofshore]

For the most marvellous lumosed_quill. \o/ Happy birthday, dear! I know we made a pact to write each other birthday drabbles this year, but I must say I do feel this is a puny thing to give you. You gave me a couple of prompts, but my mind latched on to the one about being really tired. I don't think you were even being serious, so, sorry about that. :D

Thank you for your friendship and support, and for the joy that your filthy and beautiful words give us all. I hope the next twelve months bring you success, love and happiness in everything that you do. ♥

Thank you so much to gracerene and who_la_hoop for offering advice and soothing my last-minute panics! I've dicked about with it no end, so any mistakes are all my own work.


Asleep

It was only a casual thing. So, although he'd had Potter panting with need in an alleyway, had seen him trembling on his knees – had even let him ease his gorgeous cock deep into Draco's body – he'd never watched Potter fall asleep before.

Potter was just sleeping – shagged out, presumably. But his face was mellowed, softer, his battle-scarred body at ease.

This was only ever a casual thing. So why did this feel far more intimate than hearing him moan with pleasure as Draco's come spattered his face and throat? What was this strange, savage tenderness swelling in Draco's chest?

Comments

[capitu]

So beautiful. I love that this moment feels more intimate than all the filthy sex (I'm sure) they've been having.

I know what that feeling is, Draco. I think he knows, too. :)

Gorgeous. ♥♥♥

[birdsofshore]

Thank you, dear. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I think Draco knows, but he doesn't want to know. I like to imagine him feeling all horrified / smitten and grappling with it while Harry sleeps on, oblivious :D