Drarry: One Shot

Dinner or Nah

"Harry! I'm home!" The door slammed shut as Draco threw his keys on the table and unwrapped his gray scarf from his pale neck. "Harry?" He slipped out of his shoes and coat.
A deep throaty humming came from the bathroom accompanied by running water.
"I'm in the shower!" Came a distant reply from Draco's favorite Gryffindor.
The blonde smiled and sauntered into the kitchen, lazily flipping open cupboards searching for dinner options.
Coming up with nothing he checked the pantry only to find more of the same.
The fridge proved to be less helpful in his pursuit of dinner then the cupboards and the pantry.
Draco sighed and ran a hand threw his hair. Lowering his standards he went back and checked again.
"Hey Harry!!!! We might have to go out for food!!! We have seriously have nothing edible!!!"
He received silence as an answer.
"Harry!!!!!"
Nothing.
Grumbling he stomped off to the bathroom, just down the hall.
"Harry!" Draco knocked on the door impatiently.
"Harry freaking Potter!!!"
The Slytherin rolled his eyes and opened the door a crack, just enough to get his words past the frame, but still closed enough to hide the naked boy from his view.
Draco was still a bit.... Shy about nudity in other situations besides sex with the lights off.
"Harry, did you hear me yelling?" He asked, a hint of whine in his voice.
"Draco I'm in the shower. I can't hear you. Come in here." Harry said, resuming his humming.
The blonde hesitated, then gently stepped forward and shut the door with a soft click.
The bathroom had been the couples make it or break it factor when apartment hunting. (When I say the couple I mean Draco demanded what he wanted and Harry obliged to agree)
They wanted a four sided glass shower with multiple nozzles, tile floors and a counter with two sinks.
And that's exactly what their apartment had.
Draco blushed and glanced everywhere but the naked boy showering in front of him. "We have no food in this house. So I think we should just go out to eat tonight."
Harry paid his words almost no mind.
"Hey, since your there can you grab me that hand cloth on the counter?"
Sighing, obviously frustrated at Harry's blatant disregard for dinner(and a sporting quite the blush) he grabbed the towel and walked it over to the glass door of the shower.
The Gryffindor had turned the shower heads away from the door and stuck his head and one arm out the door to receive the towel from his boyfriend.
He smiled smugly at the boy. As he took the towel he pulled Draco a step closer then he has ventured and softly pressed his wet lips to the boys dry ones.
"Thank you." Harry murmured. His hand dropped the towel on the floor and found a firm butt to replace it.
Draco felt water seep into his tee shirt and onto his skin.
"Harry" he said with a chuckle "your getting me wet."
The Gryffindors arm tightened around the boys waist and he smiled mischievously.
The blondes eyes grew wide "Harry don't you....."
Before he could finish his protest Harry pulled him into the shower and dumped him under the cascading faucets.
Draco screamed as water drenched his clothes, sucking them close to his body. Harry laughed hysterically.
"HArry POttEr yOU fUckIng AsshOle!!!!!"
He pushed Harry against the wet shower wall with rage in his eyes.
Slowly realizing that his boyfriend was indeed naked, wet and very sexy.
"Uh...oh, um." He stuttered out, rage draining from his eyes replaced with embarrassment and uncertainty. He pulled away towards the door "I'm gonna go get changed" Draco's face was scarlet.
Harry laughed, grabbing his boyfriends hand and pulling him closer. "Let me help"
Their lips met again, softly. Slow touches, deep breaths, and gentle kisses quickly turned to bites and nips at the pale boys neck as the brunette pulled his partners shirt off and tossed it to the shower floor with a wet flop.
Pushing Draco against the wall, Harry dropped to his knees, unbuttoned the boys jeans and slid them down for him to step out off.
A thin red pair of boxers, drenched in water, tightly outlined the Slytherins bulge
"Draco." Harry lustfully said as he admired the almost naked boy. "I love it when you wear red"
He removed the boxers, looking wantonly at the newly exposed flesh.
A breathy moan escaped Draco's lips as Harry began kissing down his length.
Slowly, barely grazing the skin, throughly enjoying the affect it had on his boyfriend.
"Harry please, oh god" Draco panted. "I'm already so hard,I won't... I can't last much longer." He looked down at his boyfriend who was smirking up at him, mouth poised in a perfect O, right at the head of Draco's member.
The blonde smirked back as he slowly tightened his grip on Harry's hair and bucked his hips forward.
A long moan came from the boy as his length was enveloped in the brunettes warm, moist mouth.
Harry gaged slightly as his boyfriends head invaded that back of his throat, and adjusted to accommodate the well hung boy.
The Slytherins hips rocked shakily, the echoing sound of his butt cheeks slapping against the shower wall met with the gurgle of spit in the back of the Gryffindors throat.
Draco felt heat flush against his cheeks down his neck. His whole body became. rigid. "Harry, I'm gonna.. ooouhh, fuck"
Draco felt himself tighten and almost simultaneously explode in Harry's mouth. He loosened and slid down the wall. Harry smiled at his boyfriend and leaned to kiss him, a dribble of the boys excitement remained on Harry's lips as the couples met.
As they slowly broke apart Draco grinned at his partner. "Any room for dinner potter?"