Title: Heavenly Drinks and Whatnot
Summary: Draco loves the taste of hot apple cider. Harry loves the taste of Draco.
Author: bleedforyou1
Beta: vanessawolfie

Word Count: 481
Prompt: November prompts for hd_seasons- november rain, hot apple cider, a cozy autumn eve by the fire, fogged in again, snuggling in the leaves. (YUP, 5 prompts in less than 500 words! I'm a beast.)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slash. fluff. sex. rimming. ewe.

"Blech. This is disgusting, Draco." Harry shivered, sticking his tongue out.

"You don't like it? I love this stuff!" Draco then proceeded to take the cup from Harry's grip and take a big gulp from it. "Mmm…like heaven in drink form. It feels so good to have this hot and delicious drink compared to the November rain outside."

"It's bitter and leaves a gross taste in my mouth."

"Aw, want me to make it better?" Draco fluttered his eyelashes suggestively in his boyfriend's direction.

"Please do," Harry grinned, pulling Draco close and then crouching down to unbutton his jeans and grip his arse tightly.

"Oh!" Draco slammed the hot apple cider on the counter before grabbing a fistful of Harry's hair. "Harry, fuck!"

"Not yet, sweetheart. First I have to help my taste buds." Harry snickered before running his tongue down Draco's covered shaft. He slowly pulled down the man's pants before kissing the tip as Draco groaned.

"This is like heaven in drink form…" Harry muttered.

"Ew, Harry! Don't compare hot apple cider to my cock. Just…don't," Draco said even as he bucked into Harry's mouth.

"Why not? It's hot and delicious, and it's a perfect compliment to the November rain outside, in my opinion."

"Harry…just fuck me already!" Draco growled as his boyfriend let go of him and stood up again.

"Mm, and what do I get out of this?" Harry asked, pulling Draco towards the sofa in their living room.

"You get to fuck this hot arse," Draco said, bending over the sofa and displaying said arse in Harry's direction. "What could be better?"

"Well," Harry paused for a moment, almost completely distracted by Draco's glistening hole. He bent down and placed a kiss there—making Draco moan in delight. "Okay, tomorrow, we get to snuggle in the leaves in our backyard. I know you hate outdoors-stuff like that, but please, Draco…I really want to…"

As he spoke, he trailed his fingers and lips across Draco's rim, making sure to keep the man interested.

"I suppose…if it's not all rainy or we don't get fogged in, again…we could do that."

"And then have a cozy eve by the fire?"

"Potter! You're killing me with all this cuddling and Gryffindor-ness! I may be as bent as they get, but I am still a man!"

"I'm a man too…a man who loves to do things like this—" Harry pulled Draco's cheeks apart and stiffened his tongue to a point, slowly entering Draco and fucking him with his tongue.

"Fuck! Merlin! Harry!" Draco screamed, pushing his arse further into Harry's face to get more of that exquisite tongue and those amazing fingers tracing circles hypnotically. "Okay! Okay! Leaves! Fire! We'll do it!"

Harry would've grinned if his mouth hadn't been busy, but instead he simply used his hand to jerk Draco off until he came in rivulets against the sofa.