Title: Summertime Summertime
Summary: Draco and Harry in their post-sexin' with funny results, to them.
Word Count: 194
Warnings: Nothing too serious or anything, I think. :D
A/N: Written for my lovely Autumn, my dear, my heart. Hope this brightens up your day, sweetie!!! XD
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Harry Potter series, or anything associated with it, only this plot and story. And if I had written them, the whole series would have gone more along the lines of this and would have shown my absolute love for slash between these two lovely boys. ;)
Draco was playing with his black hair, just how he liked it. Harry sighed contentedly, loving the feel of Draco's long fingers massaging his scalp.
It was late summer, one of the best they had had together yet. They'd spent their time outside, between the Manor and Grimmauld Place, before deciding to move into together in a place that they could call their own.
Basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, and still naked as the day they were born, they lay under the tree in their backyard, loving how much open space they had in their home. "I love you, Draco…" Harry said, linking their fingers together and grinning up at the blond.
"I love you, too, Harry," replied Draco, leaning down to kiss the silly grin off Harry's face. Harry jumped and with a small "Oh!" of surprise, looked down to see a dragonfly had perched on his cock. Draco snuggled him closer, placing a kiss on the top of his head, before letting out soft chuckles. "Oh, Harry…"
Harry joined in the mirth a moment later, after realizing the hilarity of the situation.
Dragonflies look strangely good balanced on cocks, actually…
Review, please. :)