Notes: This random little dialogue centred ficlet was inspired by my rabbit Narcissa whom I discovered today also has a foot fetish when she decided to lick my toe …it seems insanity is contagious, even for animals. It is part one of my Fetish Ficlet series. Although no others have been written they will be too graphic for this site but if you are still interested on looking out for them check out my account on

CS Whitewolf- as I am taking responsibility for her finally getting an account on Hex Files and giving in to the Drarry, "You're thinking about a brick wall".

"You want to what?" Came Draco's incredulous voice as he looked over the top of his Transfiguration textbook. His back was propped against pillows that were leaning on the headboard of his bed.

"You heard me." Harry replied. The dark-haired boy was laying breadth wise on the bed of his Slytherin boyfriend, his legs hanging off the side of the mattress. His face was positioned just by Draco's feet as he looked up at the blond.

"Why in Salazar's name would you want to do that?" Harry shrugged at Draco's question.

"Well I'm bored and they're just sitting staring at me." He responded.

"They're feet Potter, they can't stare." Draco replied with a roll of his eyes.

"I'm aware of that Malfoy …so can I do it?" Harry asked, his voice full of hope.

"No you cannot." Draco said sharply before going back to his reading.

"Please Draco." he whined in a tone that Draco knew he had picked up from the blond himself.


"But I love you." Harry said in what he thought was a cute voice. Draco looked down at Harry again, a shaped eyebrow rose at the statement.

"Harry," the blond began, "that has nothing to do with this whatsoever."

"Fine." Harry said before folding his arms over his chest and pouting petulantly. Draco shook his head- he swore Harry picked up more and more of the Slytherin's habits everyday.

Draco became engrossed in his reading once more, eyes every so often flicking down to where Harry was still lying. He was startled, however, when something hot and moist flicked over the tip of his big toe.

"Potter." He said warningly.

"I've had my tongue in worse places." Harry said matter-of-factly. Draco's brow furrowed- it was true.

"I don't care," the blond said, "you are not …oh…" he was cut off by Harry running his tongue down the arch of his foot then placing a trail of soft kisses over Draco's ankle bone and onto the top of his foot.

"Oh that's… that's…" Draco attempted to form a full sentence as Harry took the blonde's toe between his lips, "oh Harry."

Harry smiled as he flicked his tongue over the pads of each of Draco's toes in turn. He ran his hand slowly up Draco's trouser-clad leg and the Slytherin tossed his book onto the bed as he let his head fall backwards.

Harry placed a final light kiss on the sole of Draco's foot before pulling his legs up onto the bed and slowly sliding his way up Draco's body.

"See? That wasn't so bad was it?" Harry asked as he settled himself between Draco's legs.

"Well that depends." Draco responded, causing Harry to frown in question.

"On what?" The dark-haired boy asked.

"On whether you're going to deal with my little problem or not." Draco said with a smirk, eyes flicking down between their two bodies. Harry began placing soft kisses down the curve of Draco's neck.

"Of course I will." Harry replied and Draco sighed contentedly, sinking lower into the mattress.

"Harry?" Draco asked, his voice growing breathy as Harry sucked on the skin. Harry gave a muffled response to show that he had heard.

"Do it again…"