Hi! I love you’re writing so much! I was wondering for a prompt, could you do drarry and when one of them gets their nipples pierced maybe? I recently got mine done and was hoping for some positive vibes from the experience I guess while mine are bleeding cause I keep accidentally sleeping on my stomach. No pressure! I still love you’re writing and how you really capture the things I love about the characters!
"Do we have a problem?" Draco didn't mean to bring it up, he really didn't, but - well, Harry just pulled away from him again, and it's been three weeks of nothing above a PG13, when usually Harry couldn't wait to take Draco's clothes off.
"What?" Harry blinks at him, surprised.
"Is there something going on?" Draco pulls away hastily, leaning back on Harry's lap; he's straddling him, and Harry's hands are on his hips, but as soon as Draco had tried to pull Harry's shirt off, he'd pulled away, and Draco just can't take it anymore. "I don't want to have sex if you don't want to have sex. That's okay, I really, really don't mind, Harry, I know sex drive changes and there are things, and - everything, I get it, I do, it's just - do we have a problem? Did I do something?"
Harry blinks at him again. "What?"
"You haven't wanted to touch me in weeks," Draco says. "You haven't let me touch you in weeks."
Harry's cheeks darken enough to show through his brown skin.
"It's not a problem," he mutters.
"Okay," Draco says. "If you don't want to tell me I get that, too, and you can take all the time you need, I just need to know if I should worry because I've been driving myself crazy and I can't keep doing that."
"Draco, there's really no problem," Harry says. He's not looking at him. "God, just - okay. I'm going to take my shirt off, and you cannot laugh, okay?"
Draco hesitates. He'd never laugh at Harry. Okay, fine, he laughs at Harry often, but never about things he's actually self-concious about. Draco's gotten pretty good at telling which are which. "Okay?"
Harry takes his shirt off, and Draco takes in his boyfriend's ark, familiar skin for the first time in weeks; the Sirius constellation on his ribcage, the snitch that likes to rest on his hipbone, the Draco constellation across his shoulder.
"You got your nipples pierced?" Draco had never thought about it; Harry has ear piercings, and once he got a nose piercing that he took out in a couple of weeks, but Draco - being a little too uptight to do anything like that - never thought about pierced nipples.
It's unbelievably fucking hot though.
"I was drunk," Harry groans. "And I didn't take them out because I like them, but I was nervous about what you'd think and-"
Draco kisses him until he can't breathe, cheeks burning, belly tight, and he can't look at Harry when he speaks.
"Take me to bed," he mutters sullenly. "Now."
Harry grins, rubbing their noses together teasingly. "Yeah?"
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I WANT TO GET MY NIPPLES PIERCED SO BAD OMG PLEASE TELL ME IF IT WAS WORTH IT
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