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I took prompts, and I'll be posting the resultant drabbles as I complete them.

11. eaivalefay prompted me with Blaise/Harry: Paris.

Yes, Please, Thank You, Now! (R; Blaise/Harry; 155 words)

Harry stepped into the kitchen and found Zabini, almost naked, eating some kind of soft cheese off a thick piece of toast—and moaning.

The Paris assignment was going to kill him. What gay closeted Auror could survive in such close proximity to a god-like wizard such as Blaise? He didn't think his prick would, anyway; he'd been wanking it nearly raw for days.

Zabini's tongue, his impossibly long fucking tongue, slithered out of his mouth to slide between bread and cheese to collect a bit of the pungent stuff and return it to his mouth—with another deep groan of pleasure; the act had Harry thinking of the man's prick at once: what would it be like to feel what had to be Zabini's magnificent cock pressing—

"Potter?"

Harry started. Fuck! Had he been dreaming aloud? "Er, yeah?"

"Want a taste?" Zabini asked, thrusting out his hips and toast at the same time.

Harry whimpered.

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eaivalefay
Dec. 28th, 2008 09:21 am (UTC)
Zabini asking Harry if he wanted a taste nearly killed me. *glee* Thank you! ♥

You know what is really sad? I forgot how fantastic you are at writing smut. *hides in shame* And how you always manage to surprise me no matter what the prompt.
iulia_linnea
Dec. 28th, 2008 06:59 pm (UTC)
You give such lovely compliments, love! *huggles* I'm pleased. *g*

Now, to release all that unhealthy guilt, why not go forth and comment on a neglected holiday fest entry or ten? (I'm not in any fests until the sshg_exchange, so you understand how unselfish I'm being.)

There will be a sequel to this drabble in my next set, as alisanne prompted me with something that would work that way. :D

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