Title: Earning Draco
Draco had had enough with Potter's push and pull. It was one thing to want to keep things a secret, hell, it was even okay to pretend that it was nothing more than casual sex, but Draco was finally getting tired of Potter's flightiness.
He'd kept things casual with Potter for a while, then, Potter had showed up in Bulgaria, and pulled the 'jealous boyfriend' stunt. What was he supposed to think?
At Pansy and Blaise's Holiday Party, Draco sent an invitation to Potter. Potter, meet me at Pansy's Party: Holiday Cheer Begins Here. I'm not going to take no for an answer. He sent off the invitation and didn't hear a reply for days. That's really when Draco decided to change the game.
The night before Pansy and Blaise's party, George Weasley and his wife were hosting their annual Christmas charity event at Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes. Draco knew Potter was going to be there, so he planned to be there as well. It was an open invitation for anyone who was willing to donate.
He arrived at the party and mingled with many of the "big leagues," ignoring Potter, immensely. Towards the end of the evening, Draco found a piece of parchment in his pocket.
Meet me under the mistletoe at midnight. Fifth Floor.
At five minutes before midnight, Draco headed to the fifth floor. It was empty. He reckoned Potter was probably hiding under his Invisibility Cloak. Cheeky little git that he was.
Making sure no one else was around; Draco stood under the mistletoe and began stroking his cock over his trousers. It didn't take long for him to get hard; and just like he'd predicted, he heard someone shuffling behind him.
"Care to show yourself, Potter?"
"How did you know I was here?"
Draco smirked and turned to where the voice was coming from. He put his hands inside his trousers and really started to tug on his cock. "Because, I'm always hard whenever you're around."
Potter revealed himself from under his Cloak and laughed. "Funny, you have the same reaction on me."
It didn't take long for Potter to be on his knees, and pull down Draco's trousers completely, licking the head of Draco's prick.
"What if someone comes here?"
"I've charmed the doors locked, no one will come," Potter answered, returning to work.
Draco's breath hitched as Potter gave his erection his complete attention. He eventually placed his hands in Potter's hair and steadied a rhythm so he wouldn't come too soon. He really wanted Potter to work for Draco's satisfaction.
"Fuck, Potter," Draco ultimately whispered as he spilled into Potter's mouth.
"I've missed you," Potter said, standing up as he tried to lean in for a kiss.
Draco placed a finger on Potter's lips and pushed him back. "If you want me, you'll have to earn it." And with that, Draco turned around and Disapparated home, leaving Potter hanging, and hard, on the Fifth Floor of the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.