A/N: I am following a set list of word prompts. If you would like to request one for me to do or a scenario, you can find them on my tumblr (dreamingthemelody). I won't even bother to try and link it here, but I don't tumblr a lot, so that should help things (though I should really make it searchable). The goal is to try and post every day.
Disclaimer: I own nothing-except for the things I do.
Rating: T
Word count: 200
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Genre: Romance
Warnings: some skin, some kissing. Nothing too crazy.
Notes: filling the word-prompt pajamas. Enjoy!
"You look so good like this," Draco murmurs, lightly kissing Harry's hipbone between words. The situation is entirely too intimate for a tryst in the Slytherin boys' dormitories. There's the constant fear of being discovered—but it doesn't seem to matter at this moment.
Harry is reclined on top of Draco's Slytherin-colored quilt, covered by pajamas with red and gold snitches zooming across them—except for that line of skin somewhere between stomach and pelvis that Draco is keeping bared to the air with the press of his pointer finger. It's smooth and hard all at once, and he can see the sparse trail of hair that leads further down.
Harry looks good like this—with a flush riding high on his cheeks, and his mouth parted slightly, and the rest of his body left to the imagination for now. He is long lines and bright green eyes and concealed muscled thighs and Draco wants him entirely to himself.
"Get on with it," Harry finally replies after Draco has stared at him long enough, and though his tone is exasperated, they both know it isn't really.
And though Draco is mostly ready to oblige, he's not sure he wants to.