Notes: If you've ever been in a basic Science class, you should know the colors of the rainbow by now. Roy G. Biv. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. This will be a story of seven one-shots. Enjoy. (:
Setting: AU
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own, obviously.
Red
"That's the color you want for the curtains?" He sounded bored with the whole thing, and he was.
They had been shopping for three full hours. He was beyond bored at this point.
Hermione made a little noise at the back of her throat,"There's just too much green. We need to get rid of some green and add in some red or something. We could also do white, but we'd be much more likely to stain it."
Draco shook his head, hand ruffling his hair a bit,"Green is my family's color. We can't get rid of it."
He felt like his black button up was going to constrict him to the point of nonexistence.
"Not get rid of it completely. Some of it just needs to be gone,"She saw he wouldn't budge and tried a new direction.
Her fingers splayed across his covered chest from where he was leaning against the wall of the new store they were in. It had rugs, curtains, covers, and all sorts of stuff that he didn't understand why they needed. No one was near them really. Because who the fuck wanted to shop for curtains?
"Draco,"She said in her quiet voice. He knew if he looked at her that he would be in trouble. He would completely lose the green that was involved in everything he owned.
"What?" He didn't look at her, just closed his eyes.
Hot breath made him shiver as it hit his ear. A groan escaped him when teeth grazed the same ear. Perfect lips kissing down his neck, hands lowering to his pants. She cupped him through the jeans that he wore, and his eyes opened right up. She smirked up at him as his hands gripped her shoulders.
"Red or green, honey?" Her fingers disappeared under his pants, teasing his skin. She didn't actually touch him though.
"Red,"She started as her mouth began to nibble on his ear,"Or green?" She began to stroke him slowly. She was going to be the death of him. He continued to not answer though.
"Draco." Her voice was like a warning of what was to come. Her hand cupped him fully, skin to skin.
"What will it be, baby?" Her mouth left his ear so that she could stare him in the eyes.
"Red." His voice croaked, but he didn't care as he pulled her into the bathroom, locking the door. He had to thank the heavens that it was already empty. Whatever his wife wanted, she got. The smirk on her lips was quickly erased as Draco worked his own magic.
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