Date: 12/15/2007 06:22 PM Title: Red, Red Wine
Holy mother of all things unholy and perfectly sinful and good! This is just... too hot for words!
“You’re so hard that a few more minutes of this, and I’ll have you creaming your pants.” Harry groaned again, a combination of pleasure and aching need...
*fans self* Yeah, see? So much said, in just that small phrase that I can't even tell you how much I love it!
“It’s your lucky day. I don’t top.”
Date: 12/14/2007 11:22 AM Title: Red, Red Wine
oh my gosh, oh my gosh!
For little old me? Someone wrote this as a gift to ME? I've never been gifted with a fic before and this was bloody amazing!!! Especially:
“Well, I do have phenomenal taste in clothes,” Draco said with the exaggerated somberness of the very inebriated.
“God’s honest truth, that,” Harry said charitably
And I want you so much that my balls ache with it.” This was said in an earthy growl, and Harry’s breath stuttered. “I ache right . . . here.” Draco slid his hips forward, and Harry felt the stiffness of Draco’s cock and the soft globes just beneath as the slender hips rotated on him, grinding that softness into his hardened length.
Oh and ESPECIALLY this:
And I’ve a present for you, Harry.” Harry lifted his head and looked into the grey eyes, now on his, both warm and knowing. He leaned back in, lips brushing the shell of Harry’s ear. “It’s your lucky day. I don’t top.”
Gah! I'm melted! A MILLION thank yous to whomever chose to gift m with this lovely hot moment between two of my favorite boys. :o)