Boy Am I Your Lollipop?
A Drarry Fanfiction
Inspired by: BIG BANG feat. 2ne1's "Lollipop"
By Nagone
Summary: Sometimes a good sucker isn't what it seems.
Rated: M
Genre: Angst, Smut, and Angst (Or it could be called Romance with Slight Humor and loads of Angst. Suit your fancy?)
Style: One-Shot, Five Minute quick fic
Author's Note: I wrote this at 10:41 at night after having cleaned out the pantry and watched a very, very deep episode of my favorite old school, and new school, show, Law and Order:SVU. This was fueled by me listening to "Lollipop" by Big Bang and 2ne1 as I practiced laughing evily as Shion from Higarashi and gave my best at trying to get back into a mother complex for another character I do from Ef (five points if you can guess who, and ten if you even know what Ef is) so as you can see, my inspiration is odd at the moment. Enjoy this pairing, who are a classic favorite of mine, even though I'd make J. K. freak. This is short, has no plot, and was a quick challenge, written in five minutes. Enjoy.
It was as green as the orbs that sat behind those retched, shabby, coke bottle glasses that the blond hated so much.
It seemed to glow with each flick of the bronzed boy's tongue, shimmering and revealing candid trails of saliva, saliva that would sooner than later be marking one pureblood's privates. He shivered as a loud crunch seemed to echo into his ears, although Snape continued as though it was nothing. He was surprised that the golden boy had been able to sneak the treat into class, although he knew of his penchant for all things sugar-coated and pure and his adamant refusal to give them up when asked.
It was tempting, to bend him over right then and there, to shove his lips against the chapped set that seemed to engulf that damned sucker like it was the link between life and death, to shove his entire body close enough to engulf those burning emerald orbs. It was tempting, Draco thought, but for now, he would simple scoop up the bat wings needed for today's rather lackluster potion and would simply watch Harry as he sucked on his sucker, because tonight, Potter would be his lollipop, and the charade of them being somewhat civil men would shatter even the sugary hardness of those damned lucky treats that his lover devour so much.