Remember readers: read, review and give me prompts. This is, like, the last one on my list. I probably need to get back to 'A World Without Voldemort' anyway, but still. If you have a prompt you want to see written, tell me!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Warning: This will probably have any number of things, if Kamerreon's fic is any indication. Read at own risk but do not flame.
If Desires Were Galleons
Valkyrian Werewolf wanted Charlie/Draco-ness with the help of...water
The water was warm, comforting, and inviting. As Draco Malfoy slowly eased himself into the large tub he let his mask fall and a look of pure pleasure washed over his face. The stresses of being on the Hogwarts Board of Governors were legion and great, but such little pleasures such as a bathtub filled with warm water made it all worthwhile.
Draco loved water; it was smoother than silk, calm and easing, and it moved with whatever solid body acted against it, almost massaging it.
Draco closed in eyes and breathed the steam coming off the water into his nose and slowly out his mouth. He had put oils into the bath to give off various scents: eucalyptus and lavender with a hint of vanilla. It was heaven!
Draco opened a single eye when he heard the bathroom door open and smiled upon seeing his husband. He opened his other eye and, with merely a movement of his hand, beckoned Charlie Weasley to him.
The second eldest Weasley grinned and complied, stripping himself and then easing himself into the water. Draco moved himself so that he was now sitting on Charlie's lap; Draco's back lying against Charlie's chest. Draco leaned his head back and looked into the baby blue eyes staring right back at him.
Charlie wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and began peppering kisses along Draco's jaw line and neck. Draco was in heaven!