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Fic Meme: Day 7

Day 07. A fic with a wonderful kiss

Title:The Seven Two Potters
Author: alaana_fair
Word Count: ~500
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Pairing: Threesome - Harry/Draco/It's-no-fun-if-I-tell-you-now!
Summary: When magic is involved, one plus one plus one doesn't necessarily equal three.

The kiss became almost possessive, much the same way Draco had fantasised Potter's kiss would be. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut and gave in to the need to pretend this was Potter. The way the man was kissing him, touching him, holding him ... it made it easier than it should have been. He let his hand thread through Potter's messy hair only to find it softer than he'd expected, just like his lips, which were tender and almost worshipful as they roamed down his jaw line, leaving an agonizing tingle in their wake.

Potter's cock was pressing against his thigh, only the smooth material of his boxers separating them, and Draco felt an urgent need to get rid of said material so he could feel Potter's cock against his bare skin. "Pants," he whispered, and pushed gently against the man's chest with the hand that wasn't tangled in his messy hair. He sat up as Potter leaned back and stripped off his pants as though they were on fire. Potter's cock bounced free and Draco propped himself up with one arm to get a better view. Few thoughts managed to get through his lust-riddled brain, but the one that prevailed was that this was Harry Potter's cock and all he wanted to do at that very moment was feel it against him. He tightened his grip on Potter's hair and pulled him forward, their cocks brushing together as Potter kissed him again, moaning Draco's name between kisses that would set a man's blood to boil. Potter's left hand wrapped around Draco's back to support him while the other trailed down his side and over his hip, stopping to grip his thigh and pull him closer. The way Potter was kissing him was almost too intimate, as if he was feeding off Draco's mixed emotions and mimicking them. If only—Draco closed his eyes, cradling Potter's head against his chest as he dared to touch his lips to the famous lightning bolt scar.


Mmm.

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