Title: Hiss and Slither
Summary: "I knew it," Harry panted. "I knew parseltongue turned you on. You just wouldn't admit it."
Word count: 200
Warnings: Sex! Parseltongue!kink!
Note: Happy birthday to nursedarry, who asked for Harry/Draco and Parseltongue as her birthday ficlet!
Harry pulled him down, grinning against his shoulder as Draco ripped off the rest of Harry's clothing and wrapped himself around Harry's body.
"Need you, come on, now," Draco was whispering into Harry's ear. The raw lust combined with the skin-on-skin contact was enough to drive Harry insane and he arched off the bed in order to create some friction between both of their hard cocks.
"I knew it," Harry panted. "I knew parseltongue turned you on. You just wouldn't admit it." Harry gloated and licked a stripe up Draco's neck as he shivered. Draco grunted and wrapped his hand around Harry's hipbone, effectively bruising the skin there. Harry couldn't wait to see the marks in the morning.
"I'm admitting it now, aren't I? So make yourself useful and do it again."
Before Harry could even open his mouth, Draco was slithering down him and sliding Harry's cock between his wet, pink lips. Harry gasped out many filthy words in that hissing language, imagining a snake wrapping itself around his cock, but no, it was just Draco's amazing tongue.
"Fuck, I'm never letting go of you, Draco," was the last thing he remembered hissing before he tumbled over into bliss.