"Good morning, handsome." Draco whispered, his morning fogginess drifting away as he stared at the man above him.
"Morning my precious little cinnamon roll."
"'precious cinnamon roll'?"
"Well you smell like cinnamon and sugar and your very precious." A gentle smile turned up the corners of Draco soft lips. Harry bent down and gently kissed Draco drawing a tiny high-pitched moan out.
"Smiles look weird on you." Harry said after reluctantly getting off of Draco. Draco, in return beamed with a grin at Harry.
"You're a right hot bastard, now c'mon or Slughorn will get suspicious and not let us partner."
"And I assume you would get sad because you won't be able to stare at my cinnamon buns?" Draco chortled.
"Well your ass is fine." Harry said poshly as he grabbed clothes and proceeded to dress. Draco quickly followed Harry's movements and grabbed his outfit.
"You better not try to grab my ass again my love, or YOU will bottom tonight."
"A risk I'm willing to take." Harry whispered linking their fingers and pulling Draco out the door and down to the potions room.
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Parsletongue Boners
FanfictionHarry and Draco are 8th year dorm buddies. Draco has a thing for parsletongue, Harry happens to speak it fluently and discovers Draco's little kink. Can they have a relationship with their pasts and a future with their differences?
