I AM VICTOR OVER THE WORDCOUNT. MWAHAHA.
Tomorrow morning I head off for West Sussex, and no one’s sure if there’ll be wifi. Fingers crossed -- but if not, I will see you all on the 29th. Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it, my sympathies to those who don’t at this trying time of year :)Title:
Christmas SpiritWord count:
Draco is not a fan of puns.Warnings:
The boys and girls belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.Author’s Notes:
This was written for the current prompt at rondracodrabble
, to give and to receive
“Wanna go upstairs?” Ron murmured. Draco’s fine hair was tickling Ron’s nose, but it was worth it for Draco’s mouth on his neck. “We could get in the Christmas spirit... I hear it’s -- ”
“Don’t you dare! If you want to give
me some horrible pun as a come-on, you’ll be receiving
a hex to the bollocks!”
Ron nodded, crestfallen.
Draco sighed. “Damn your puppy-dog eyes... want a blowjob under the mistletoe?”
Ron grinned. Draco looked elaborately put-upon; but he worshipped Ron’s cock, and let Ron use the peppermint lube afterwards.
That was Christmas spirit all right.