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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Denial of Feelings, a corpse or two, Anal Fingering, tea snobbery, Snarky Slytherins, Aurors, Hit-Wizards, Awkwardness, flirting at a crime scene, Draco in Denial, some Italians, inapproriate jokes about corpses, Denial, Frottage, Harry's hair is a mess and Draco always notices ok, did I mention denial? Summary:
It was nothing so elegant as fucking, the first time they came together. It was teeth just a little too sharp— against a collarbone, on the right-side curve of a jaw, drawing blood from the plushest part of a bottom lip. It was the doorframe digging into the curve his spine was making of its own volition: closer, harder, more. Two hundred pain receptors per square inch in the human body and it was nothing but background noise in the explosion, the revelation, that was Harry Potter’s body against his.
FIC REC
@thistle-verse just followed me and I immediately fell right the hell out with joy. Now that I’ve peeled myself off the floor I have to rec this, which is one of the fics I’ve read a thousand times and will read a thousand more. This is the first fic I ever called chocolate cake, and one of the very first I ever left a comment on in my earliest days of unlurking. Synesthetically, this is one of my spun-glass fics: hard, delicate, achingly intricate, with light shining through it. This is writing that makes me forget to breathe. If you haven’t read it, run and read it now!
