Hey... Baby?
Warning: Yaoi
Draco frowned, two orbs of slate-grey narrowed to near-slits like those of a
cat. He bit his lower lip, contemplating the parchment in his hands. As the
crease of his brow deepened, a pair of sinewy arms slid across his shoulders and
locked above the throb of his heart. The comforting warmth of another body
settled perfectly behind him.
Even without turning he knew who it was. (Heck, we'd all too.)
Potter. His scent was intriguing, something akin to the taunting waft of
cinnamon tea on a cool summer's evening. His bare arms were tanned, a glowing
contrast to his own pair of smooth paleness.
Harry exhaled a breath into Draco's ear, knowing full well that such action
warranted his lover's full attention. The arms unlocked and snaked around the
slender waist, chin finding its home in the hollow crook of Draco's shoulder.
"Still looking at that?" A throaty murmur. His concentration scattered for a
brief moment, breath hitching as warm hands splayed across his bare torso. The
pale-haired boy gulped audibly and then freed a hand from a parchment to battle
with the wandering pair that teased his seventeen-year old hormones.
"I'm not... *grunt* satisfied with- Harry! Do you mind? I'm trying to
construct a sentence here." A giggle and then the arms stilled. Draco relaxed,
his shoulders drooping somewhat at his relief.
"I like the way you say my name. Say it again..." The hands roamed freely
again, this time with playfullness of a butterfly's kiss. Draco bit back a groan
that became a moan.
"Potter..."
"Harry..."
"Potter." The voice was urgent, the usual trimmings of playful teasing bitten
away. Harry frowned. What now? Draco turned around, stormy slate grey clashing
against the intense gaze of autumn green. The look on his face was that of
uncertainty. What could have worried his lover so? He eased back and groped
around for his spectacles when Draco thrusted the parchment in his face.
"Hmm?" It was a picture. A very -arousing- picture of his lover in all his
pale, creamy, taunting, alluring, erotic nakedness.
"Do you think my butt's cute?"
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This is the most senseless PWP I have ever done. Bwahahaha. But it's so... fun. BWAHAHAH. Has it already been done? And yes, I was high on No Doubt's Hey Baby. I LOVE that song. *grynnn*