They were blessed with another beautiful morning in London. The sun teased them with its vibrancy against the clear blue skies, luring them into the outdoors but the crisp morning air reminded them that Winter was growing nearer every day.
Harry wrapped his jacket around him tighter to fend off the morning breeze as he sat beside Draco on a bench in Soho Square Gardens, sipping iced coffee and sharing a pastry
"Tell me again why you thought iced coffee was the correct choice of drink this morning?" Draco asked, taking another sip and shivering as he swallowed
"I was tricked, ok?" Harry moaned "You can never tell what the weather's going to be like at this time of year! Last week we were in shorts"
"Mm, those gorgeous little shorts that hug your arse perfectly" Draco perked up, smiling against the straw between his lips
"I'd wear them every day for you if it wasn't so bloody cold"
"Or you could wear nothing, I'd like that too"
"Oh really?" Harry smirked. He moved in closer to Draco and kissed him, tasting the coffee on Draco's lips. Draco moaned softly against Harry's touch and brought his hand up to Harry's cheek, holding him tenderly
'Get a room, gay boys!'
They bolted apart
Draco felt his chest sink but saw the anger snap into Harry's expression. The group of boys were laughing as they walked away, peering over their shoulders with looks of disgust
"Harry, ignore them" Draco whispered, sliding his fingers across Harry's cheek to pull his gaze back to him but Harry didn't budge. His lips were set in a thin line, nostrils flaring, heart beating rapidly in his chest
"Fucking twats" he spat
"Forget it, alright? C'mon, let's head to the shop, I promise it'll make you feel better" Draco linked his fingers in Harry's and squeezed his hand, pleased to see the tension dissipating from his face "
Hand in hand, they made their way down the bustling streets of London, through the crowds and across the busy roads until they found the shop, tucked away in a hidden side street
Harry's eyes lit up and he marched forward, dragging Draco behind him. He looked up at the neon pink sign that hung above the door and felt his heart flutter with both nerves and excitement
'Ms Colette's Closet of Kink'
The little bell rang as they pushed through the door, greeted by a sudden vibrancy that contrasted the stone grey alleyway they'd just walked down
The carpet was a scarlet red and the ceiling was lined with elegant pink silk which made a cosy atmosphere under the dim lights. The first room was filled floor to ceiling with pornographic films and magazines, lined up perfectly on expensive-looking wooden shelves
To the right-hand side next to the till area were hundreds of different costumes and lingerie and Draco noted that they hadn't quite reached the roleplaying part of their relationship yet. He couldn't see himself in tight leather, let alone latex, he thought it sounded uncomfortable and itchy, though there was once a time he thought he'd never even smile at Harry Potter, now he was visiting sex shops with him every month. Things could change.
As they headed towards the back rooms, a busty woman appeared through the door, her eyes lighting up upon seeing the boys. She was dressed in a lace bodice with a short leather skirt and thigh-high platforms, her vibrant red hair in thick curls that framed her face, splaying over her chest
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Drarry - Possession - Part 2
FanfictionDraco just wants be treated like he's nothing. He wants to endure punishment for being a filthy whore whilst on his knees, begging for it. Harry is the perfect dom, and degrading Draco Malfoy is enough to get his own juices flowing. They're a match...
