bleedingangel84 | Pleasurable Punishment

Title: Pleasurable Punishment

Beta: None

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Rimming, Spanking, Demanding!Harry, Workaholic!Draco, Sexual Situations

Word Count: 365

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.

Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt # 16-“It’s an honour, Sir. Now bend over.”; Percy without his pants; Happy New Year!; “I waited for you.”

Notes: 365 words. Not what I usually write, but I hope you like it anyway. I can hardly believe I wrote sex two weeks in a row, but that’s where the boys wanted to head with this week’s prompts. Enjoy! No beta, so please look out for errors. Feedback and concrit is welcome and much appreciated.

Summary: Harry hates spending the New Year without Draco and decides to let him know it.

Pleasurable Punishment

“Draco, where were you? I waited for you.”

Draco looked up from the paperwork on his desk and sighed tiredly.

“I’m sorry, I was working. Carver made me take his shift on New Year’s in exchange for Christmas off.”

“You missed quite the party. Percy lost his pants playing strip poker. I thought Ron was going to have a stroke.”

“I can’t imagine Percy Weasley playing strip poker.”

“Well, he was quite in his cups by that point. He’ll be mortified when he sobers up, but it was quite funny.”

“I missed you.. Thank you for coming.”

“It’s an honour, Sir. Now bend over.”

“Trying to tell me something, Potter?”

“You’ve been working too hard. I’m feeling neglected. You need to be punished. Arse over the desk, Malfoy. Now!”

“Harry. I’m at the office. We can’t.”

“We can, and we will. This is what you get for making me spend New Year’s without you. Evanesco!”

“Potter! My clothes!”

“Were in my way. Now get that gorgeous body of yours over this desk before I get cranky.”

“You are an uncouth barbarian.”

“I never heard you complain.”

Draco shivered as he felt Harry’s calloused hands against the smooth skin of his arse, lightly massaging before delivering several stinging blows with a conjured paddle. His flesh was warm and red when his lover was done. Harry’s fingers were cool as they spread him wide, making Draco groan with need as he felt his lover’s agile tongue playing against his sensitive pucker.

“Harry! Oh gods, Harry. Please!”

Harry heard his pleas and couldn’t deny him anymore.

A muttered spell had Draco slick and prepared as Harry entered him. There was nothing slow and gentle in him. This was rough and needy. Draco’s nerves exploded as the two lovers came.

“Potter, you brute! I won’t be able to sit down tomorrow.”

“I intend to keep you in bed all day.”

“I need to work, Harry! I have to prove myself.”

“I arranged a vacation with your boss, Draco. Two weeks to do nothing but relax. What good is being Harry Potter if I can’t use my name on occasion?”

“Harry! I love you. Happy New Year!”

“It is now.”