It'll be Worth Your While
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talekaylerTitle: It’ll Be Worth Your While
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Summary: Draco gets his first fantasy wish. Harry’s not sure if he’s happy or not.
Warnings: Mild cross-dressing
This follows Kiss Me to Make Me Feel Better and It All Comes Out, and might make more sense if read in order.
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“This is ridiculous,” Harry muttered and pulled on the sheer material of the negligee.
"Oh hush. You wanted to know a fantasy and you got one, now stop complaining." Draco rolled over on the bed, resting his chin on interlaced fingers. His eyes trailed over Harry’s form lasciviously.
Harry shot him a heated look. “I said I’d get them out of you, not that I would actually do anything about them.”
Draco quirked an eyebrow. “Oh? Then what do you call this?”
Harry blushed and mumbled something under his breath. Something about what Draco looked like when he was aroused or when he got his way. Draco’s smirk widened.
He slid gracefully off the bed and strolled over to the wardrobe. Harry fussed a bit more with the silk, cursing when he found that when he pulled on the front, the back went up accordingly. He startled a bit when Draco shoved his robe at him.
“What’s the point of wearing this?” he asked, holding up the robe.
Draco, standing near the door, shot a smouldering stare back at Harry. “Just the fact that I know that you’ll be wearing that–” his eyes raked Harry’s form, hovering at the hem where he could just see a bit of Harry’s cock poking out. Despite what he said, it looked as if the negligee was proving to be just as arousing for Harry as it was for Draco. He cleared his throat and continued. “Knowing that you’ll be wearing that under your everyday robes will do for now.”
Harry’s face turned a brilliant red and he fumbled with the robe.
“Until tonight,” Draco finished and slid out of the room.
Maybe wearing this wouldn’t be so bad, Harry thought, smoothing the silk between forefinger and thumb. He grinned. He owes me, though.
fin
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Summary: Draco gets his first fantasy wish. Harry’s not sure if he’s happy or not.
Warnings: Mild cross-dressing
This follows Kiss Me to Make Me Feel Better and It All Comes Out, and might make more sense if read in order.
--
“This is ridiculous,” Harry muttered and pulled on the sheer material of the negligee.
"Oh hush. You wanted to know a fantasy and you got one, now stop complaining." Draco rolled over on the bed, resting his chin on interlaced fingers. His eyes trailed over Harry’s form lasciviously.
Harry shot him a heated look. “I said I’d get them out of you, not that I would actually do anything about them.”
Draco quirked an eyebrow. “Oh? Then what do you call this?”
Harry blushed and mumbled something under his breath. Something about what Draco looked like when he was aroused or when he got his way. Draco’s smirk widened.
He slid gracefully off the bed and strolled over to the wardrobe. Harry fussed a bit more with the silk, cursing when he found that when he pulled on the front, the back went up accordingly. He startled a bit when Draco shoved his robe at him.
“What’s the point of wearing this?” he asked, holding up the robe.
Draco, standing near the door, shot a smouldering stare back at Harry. “Just the fact that I know that you’ll be wearing that–” his eyes raked Harry’s form, hovering at the hem where he could just see a bit of Harry’s cock poking out. Despite what he said, it looked as if the negligee was proving to be just as arousing for Harry as it was for Draco. He cleared his throat and continued. “Knowing that you’ll be wearing that under your everyday robes will do for now.”
Harry’s face turned a brilliant red and he fumbled with the robe.
“Until tonight,” Draco finished and slid out of the room.
Maybe wearing this wouldn’t be so bad, Harry thought, smoothing the silk between forefinger and thumb. He grinned. He owes me, though.
fin
