Too Late for Love - Part 2 (H/D, PG-13)
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sesheta66Title: Too Late for Love - Part 2
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Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 350
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco
Summary: Draco hopes it's not too late.
Challenges: Written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
awdt's prompt of You're very tempting, but I can't, and slythindor100's photo prompt.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Click here to start at the beginning.
Too Late For Love - Part 2
Draco Apparated home, spelled the telephone not to ring, warded the flat, and sat down with a bottle of Ogden's finest. He sipped the whiskey, relishing the burn as it slowly made its way down his throat. He placed the glass on the table, leaned his head on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.
"I can't believe I asked you out," Harry said.
"I'm irresistible, Potter. Of course you asked me out," Draco replied.
"But our history … we weren't exactly friends."
"That's in the past. Besides, you can't deny the passion between us. It's always been there."
"Well, there's that."
They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes. Draco leaned back on the park bench and looked up at the night sky. The trees were bare, the air was crisp, and the moon was full. Draco took a deep breath, turned his head, and caught Harry staring.
"Oh, just kiss me already, Potter. You know you want to."
And Harry did. Again and again and again.
"Come home with me," Draco invited.
Harry kissed him again. "Mmm. You're very tempting, but I can't."
Draco moaned. "Why not?"
"I want to savour the memory of this night for what it was," Harry said.
"And what's that?"
"Our first date. Our first kiss. The first of many," Harry explained, and he kissed Draco again. "We'll have plenty of time for more."
"And what makes you think I'll go out with you again?" Draco challenged.
"This." Harry brushed Draco's fringe from his eyes, then took Draco's face in his hands. He placed the most tender of kisses on Draco's lips before drawing him in for a deeper, more meaningful one. One full of passion and promise. "Besides," Harry said with a grin, "you like me."
Draco lifted his head from the sofa and blinked away the memory. He downed the remaining whiskey in one gulp and returned the glass to the table with a dull thud. He remembered that night as if it were only yesterday.
"More than you'll ever know, Harry."
Part 3
Author:
sesheta_66 Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 350
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco
Summary: Draco hopes it's not too late.
Challenges: Written for the
awdt's prompt of You're very tempting, but I can't, and slythindor100's photo prompt.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Click here to start at the beginning.
Draco Apparated home, spelled the telephone not to ring, warded the flat, and sat down with a bottle of Ogden's finest. He sipped the whiskey, relishing the burn as it slowly made its way down his throat. He placed the glass on the table, leaned his head on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.
"I can't believe I asked you out," Harry said.
"I'm irresistible, Potter. Of course you asked me out," Draco replied.
"But our history … we weren't exactly friends."
"That's in the past. Besides, you can't deny the passion between us. It's always been there."
"Well, there's that."
They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes. Draco leaned back on the park bench and looked up at the night sky. The trees were bare, the air was crisp, and the moon was full. Draco took a deep breath, turned his head, and caught Harry staring.
"Oh, just kiss me already, Potter. You know you want to."
And Harry did. Again and again and again.
"Come home with me," Draco invited.
Harry kissed him again. "Mmm. You're very tempting, but I can't."
Draco moaned. "Why not?"
"I want to savour the memory of this night for what it was," Harry said.
"And what's that?"
"Our first date. Our first kiss. The first of many," Harry explained, and he kissed Draco again. "We'll have plenty of time for more."
"And what makes you think I'll go out with you again?" Draco challenged.
"This." Harry brushed Draco's fringe from his eyes, then took Draco's face in his hands. He placed the most tender of kisses on Draco's lips before drawing him in for a deeper, more meaningful one. One full of passion and promise. "Besides," Harry said with a grin, "you like me."
Draco lifted his head from the sofa and blinked away the memory. He downed the remaining whiskey in one gulp and returned the glass to the table with a dull thud. He remembered that night as if it were only yesterday.
"More than you'll ever know, Harry."
Part 3
