Bad Lover
Harry admired his beautiful boyfriend, who looked so peaceful on their sofa, laid out so perfectly. He smiled before approaching him, sucking one fingertip into his mouth before jamming it right into the angel’s ear hole.
“AAAAH! “ Draco screeched, “What the fuck, potter? Why the fuck would you do that to me?!” A red faced, rather disgruntled looking Draco snapped.
Harry giggled, running his hand through Draco’s ridiculously soft hair. “Good morning sleepy head, it’s nearly 12pm, I thought it was time you woke up, so now here you are, lovely and conscious!” Harry’s jarring grin made Draco want to stomp all over his boyfriends beautiful face, but he managed to restrain himself.
“I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.” Draco huffed, shoving his boyfriend backwards.
Harry laughed before pulling his boyfriend on top of him, dragging him down for a kiss. “I woke you up for an excellent reason though,” the former Gryffindor smirked. Draco easier his eyebrow dubiously. “And that is?”
“I really want to have sex with you right now.” Harry grinned, raising his own eyebrow in what Draco could only conclude was Harry’s attempt at looking sexy. “Ugh, you’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final. I refuse to have the children of a man that would wake me up for something so mundane.” Harry scrambled up to pull a fleeing Draco back into his arms, kissing at his neck.
“You’d be willing to have my kids?” Harry asked hesitantly. Draco looked at him solemnly. “Yes Harry, of course I would. I’d be willing to do anything for you”. Harry smiled at his boyfriend as Draco rested his hand on the side of Harry’s face.
“But right now, sex is not on that list, sorry champ.” Patting Harry’s face, Draco grinned evilly as he jumped up and headed in the direction of their bedroom, Harry stumbling up behind him, obviously unconvinced.