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2nd-Jun-2009 11:59 pm
Converse: black
I added an ETA to my current drabble meme: basically, you don’t have to do the meme yourself to request a drabble from me! I forgot to clarify that in the original post, but I don’t like bossy memes.

Title: Booted
Word count: 800
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Rating NC-17
Warnings: jealousy, slight D/s, kind-of exhibitionism, Draco being incorrigible
Disclaimer: The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Author’s Notes: Written as part of my hd100 catchup; this one’s for the flirt challenge. It was written for adores_draco – I’m still working on your birthday fic, babe, but until then have some jealous!Harry!

Draco smiled slowly up at Terry. “So how was your weekend?”

Terry smiled back, and was halfway through an anecdote that had Draco chuckling when –

“Ow!” Draco turned to see Harry behind him, his jawline nearly as tight as his grip on Draco’s arm. “Draco, can we talk? Now?”

Draco frowned. “I suppose.” He smiled apologetically at Terry, and followed Harry to his messy Auror’s cubicle.

Harry turned, and Draco almost flinched back. His boyfriend was bristling: his shoulders bunched, his face red, his lips pressed together as if to stop curses flying out. “You were flirting with Boot! Again!”


“I was not!” Draco snapped back. “We were having a friendly chat.”

“Very friendly!”

“For goodness’ sake. I know your social life is comprised of two people and me, but there is nothing to be jealous about!”

Harry snarled. “Nothing? It’s not nothing when you keep laughing at his stupid stories and he’s always staring at your arse!”

“Really?” Draco said, preening. “I had no idea.” At Harry’s apoplectic face he said hastily, “not that I’d do anything with him, of course. I’m your boyfriend, not his. Boot might stare, but you’re the only one who gets to touch.”


Harry paused, looking a little wrong-footed by Draco’s soft voice. “You just remember that,” he said finally. “If I see you flirting again, I’ll fuck you right here to remind you.”

Draco felt his breath stop. He managed to say, “right here? Really?” in almost-even tones.

“I’ll take you into my cubicle, or yours, or fuck it, Terry’s, and shag you until the only word you can remember is my name.” Draco blinked up at him. “Unless you want that to happen, keep away from him.”

A week later:

“Wow, Terry!” Draco said adoringly. “You caught him all by yourself?”


Draco couldn’t be flirting again. But he was. Harry didn’t bother explaining himself, simply marched in, grabbed Draco and took him to his cubicle. Then he pushed Draco against the desk. “Strip. I’ll Disillusion us while I fuck you.”

Draco stared up at him with huge grey eyes, pink rising in his cheeks as if he’d been slapped. “But if anyone comes looking properly, they’ll see through it – ”

“Then you’ll have to keep quiet,” Harry snapped, and jerked off his tie. He moved in, began stripping Draco, revealing naked flesh under his hands. Draco shuddered as his boxers came off.


Once they were naked, Harry spun Draco round, tugging him back against his body. Draco gasped, trembling and fidgeting and overheated. “Bend over,” Harry breathed into his ear, with a slick side of teeth over Draco’s earlobe.

Draco bent over the desk, his trembling arms keeping him up as Harry dipped gentle, relentless fingers between his cheeks. Draco’s head dipped, and Harry’s papers crinkled as Draco’s fingers tightened their grip on the desk. The everyday sounds of the Aurors rose around them: voices, footsteps, the flare of fireplaces. Harry’s fingers curved to press Draco’s prostate, forcing the moan from him.


“No, keep quiet,” Harry murmured teasingly. “You’re not to share your noises with our colleagues.”

“Then don’t fuck me here,” Draco choked out, then gasped as Harry folded a rude hand over his cock. Harry chuckled at the proof of how much Draco wanted this; Draco rubbed himself shamelessly against him.

“Then don’t flirt with Boot,” Harry tossed back, and pushed inside him.

Draco made a low, cut-off sound at the familiar intrusion. Harry began to thrust, and wrapped one hand over Draco’s mouth, the other stripping his cock. Draco’s body rose in a tight arch against them both.


“You’re such a slut, Draco,” Harry whispered in his ear. Draco made an indignant noise, then quietened at nearby footsteps. “Oh, but you are. You’d let me fuck you anywhere, wouldn’t you? What if I called the other Aurors now? You’d show Boot you’re only mine.”

Heat rose in Draco’s body at the idea of Harry showing him off, showing all their colleagues what Draco was like in the throes of orgasm, laying claim to him against all comers.

Harry was thrusting faster now, the images affecting him too. He sank his teeth into Draco’s sweaty shoulder, shuddering, and came.


Harry kept moving, a rough hand moving on Draco’s cock – “come on, you’re mine, come for me, Draco,” – and Draco arched and did, helplessly, his orgasm whiting out his mind.

He came round with the two of them still folded together, sweaty and panting. “Draco?” Harry’s voice was almost timid, odd-sounding after his jealousy. “You don’t like Boot, really, do you?”

Draco heaved himself up, and turned to meet Harry’s anxious green eyes: he leant forward and kissed him. “It’s not Boot I’m working up into a mad fit of jealousy so he’ll fuck me at work, is it?”

“You – !”

joomla visitor

2nd-Jun-2009 11:23 pm (UTC)
Loki, I think I love you.
And not in a sexual-or-romantic way either. I love the fact that you have the ability to make Draco Draco and Harry (ohmygodjealous!Harryissohot) Harry. Because it works for you. I usually don't try to make them into who they're supposed to be, 'if it happens good, if not enjoy the story anyways' sort of thing, but for you it seems to happen naturally, almost effortlessly.
And I love you for it, because the other choice is to be envious and envy is a bad emotion and you're an awesome person and a friend.
Whoa run-on sentence.
But the point of that was:

Harry is hot. Draco is devious. Harry is jealous. And hot. Terry has another think coming next time he tries to distract Draco. The Auror department will never be the same. Did I mention Harry is hot when he's jealous.

You know, if I was an artist I could totally make a living off my imagination...
4th-Jun-2009 10:02 am (UTC)
Awwww, how lovely! And you're a good writer yourself, y'know. *nodnod* But it's so nice to hear you think I make them themselves, especially in quite a fanon drabble set! (Even though jealous!Harry is canon.)

Harry is totally hot when he's jealous - why d'you think I write him like that so often? ;D

You know, if I was an artist I could totally make a living off my imagination...

I believe it!
4th-Jun-2009 03:47 pm (UTC)
Ah, thankies.
I might actually go back to writing, considering the number of WIPs... Right. *opens a story*

I think by now we have established that jealous!Harry = hotness. ;D
3rd-Jun-2009 01:12 am (UTC)
Goddamn. That's all I have to say.
3rd-Jun-2009 07:06 pm (UTC)
That's more than enough. :D
3rd-Jun-2009 04:30 am (UTC)
Oh, that's our naughty Draco!
3rd-Jun-2009 07:07 pm (UTC)
Heh, absolutely!
3rd-Jun-2009 08:51 am (UTC)
Yumm! Hot and spicy.
4th-Jun-2009 07:58 am (UTC)
3rd-Jun-2009 09:22 am (UTC)
I agree with Draco - jealous!Harry is definitely what we like to see! Harry shouldn't really be surprised at being manipulated, though - after that threat (promise), how could Draco resist?
4th-Jun-2009 07:59 am (UTC)
Heh, yes! Harry is silly, but we forgive him cos he's pretty. :)
3rd-Jun-2009 08:40 pm (UTC)
Oooh, sex at the cubicle! Best punishment ever!

"then gasped as Harry folded a rude hand over his cock."

Looking forward to MY Jealous!Harry fic. :)
4th-Jun-2009 08:02 am (UTC)
Oooh, sex at the cubicle! Best punishment ever!

Oh yes! Although spanking is also an excellent punishment. ;D Glad you liked it, babe.

I'm really liking writing your fic, actually, but it drives me mad because I'm about to go home and have a zillion things to organise, and am with my friends loads because OH NOES I AM ABOUT TO LEAVE YOU, so I get to write for like twenty minutes a day just now./whine
26th-Mar-2011 04:39 pm (UTC)

“It’s not Boot I’m working up into a mad fit of jealousy so he’ll fuck me at work, is it?”

26th-Mar-2011 05:25 pm (UTC)
Hehehe :D I love jealous!Harry.
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