Smut Bible - Christmas

3 - A Bad Day at Work

Drarry

Fighting evil wizards all day sucked. Today, he almost saw a four year old girl loose her life before it really even began. Thankfully, she was saved; her parents, however, were not so fortunate.

It reminded him of his own parents.

He opened the door, seeing his boyfriend nowhere. He frowned as he took off his shoes and threw his coat to the side, not bothering to hang it up.

He needed love.

"Dray?" He called.

"Mm. . . Yeah? I'm in the living room," he called back. Harry was already removing his tie and making his way to his boyfriend.

He saw him sitting down on the couch, reading a book. He was so glad that he was here early today.

He sat between his legs and laid on his chest.

Draco pried his eyes from his book, "Shitty day?"

Harry was already snuggling into his chest and wrapping his arms around him, ". . . Yeah."

"Mm. . . I'll go get you some hot chocolate," he said.

Harry sat up and moutned his hips, "Stay."

Draco observed his boyfriends face, green eyes shining at him. Sadness lurked behind those beautiful eyes. .

"Okay," he promised.

Harry ran his hands through Draco's nearly white tangles of hair.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked.

"No. . . I just," he paused, "need to let off some steam."

Draco bit his lip, "Oh?"

"I need it," he mumbled, "can I. . . "

"What do you need?" He asked.

Harry looked away, a light blush dusting his dark cheeks, "Um. . . Dom. . . Domination?"

Draco grinned like the Cheshire cat, "Oh? I can provide you with that. . . If you beg."

Harry let out an embarresing sound, ". . . Please Draco."

"Draco?"

"Dray. . . ," He moaned.

"Not good enough," he said.

Harry frowned, "Please Dray?"

"Mm. . . ?" He said, "What do you want now?"

"You!" He said, pulling at Draco's tie.

"What do we call me?"

"Malfoy. . . ," He said, "Mr. Malfoy."

"There we go," he said, running fingers through his hair. The tangles of his hair from stress came undone.

"Mr. Malfoy, help me," he said, "I need. . . "

"Okay, okay, take off my shirt."

Harry shakily undid the buttons as best as he could, the sleek, white dress shirt fell off of his strong shoulders. Harry brought his lips to Dracos, kissing him. Draco leaned forward, taking control of the kiss.

He quickly bit his lip, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to make his boyfriend gasp in surprise. He slipped his tounge in, Harry gagged in surprise.

Draco leaned in, Harry recovered and fought his tounge.

Draco pulled away and grabbed his jaw, "Fighting, are we? Well, that earns you punishment."