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Title: Very Small Talk
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 200
Content: age difference - older man/younger man, public sex, anal sex
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Sometimes, you don't need the small talk to know you're on the same page.
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 15 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at
weasleyjumpers for the prompts: "James/Draco", "Department of Mysteries" and "Mimbulus Mimbletonia". Not a pairing I'd write when not challenged I admit.
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They gazed at each other across the pub's table, empty pint glasses in front of each of them.
"So what do you do at the Department of Mysteries?" James Sirius Potter said casually.
"I can't tell you that," Draco Malfoy said.
"Oh right," James said. "Hence the name"
"Do you have any hobbies?" Draco asked.
"I have a collection of many fine examples of Mimbulus Mimbletonia" James said in an odd tone. Draco couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"Perhaps we should skip the small talk?" Draco suggested.
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James' hands were surprisingly strong and confident as they turned Draco around and pressed him up against the wall of the pub's loo. Draco spread his legs a little wider for him, James put one hand of Draco's shoulder and the other on his hip and then slammed home in his arse.
Draco saw stars as James started to fuck him with all the urgency and uncontainable vigour of youth.
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Ten minutes later they slipped back into their chairs and sat down somewhat gingerly. They smiled slightly and they had fresh cool pints in front of them.
"Perhaps," Draco ventured. "You can tell me more about these Mimbulus Mimbletonias?"
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 200
Content: age difference - older man/younger man, public sex, anal sex
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Sometimes, you don't need the small talk to know you're on the same page.
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 15 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at
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They gazed at each other across the pub's table, empty pint glasses in front of each of them.
"So what do you do at the Department of Mysteries?" James Sirius Potter said casually.
"I can't tell you that," Draco Malfoy said.
"Oh right," James said. "Hence the name"
"Do you have any hobbies?" Draco asked.
"I have a collection of many fine examples of Mimbulus Mimbletonia" James said in an odd tone. Draco couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"Perhaps we should skip the small talk?" Draco suggested.
-
James' hands were surprisingly strong and confident as they turned Draco around and pressed him up against the wall of the pub's loo. Draco spread his legs a little wider for him, James put one hand of Draco's shoulder and the other on his hip and then slammed home in his arse.
Draco saw stars as James started to fuck him with all the urgency and uncontainable vigour of youth.
-
Ten minutes later they slipped back into their chairs and sat down somewhat gingerly. They smiled slightly and they had fresh cool pints in front of them.
"Perhaps," Draco ventured. "You can tell me more about these Mimbulus Mimbletonias?"