kinkfest | Spine fetish or Harry Potter fetish? [Harry Potter, Harry/Draco, R]

Title: Spine fetish or Harry Potter fetish?
Author:

dutch_kitty
Rating: R
Warnings: Slash, fetish
Word count: 470
Summary: Draco just loves Harry's spine and Harry 'suffers' through his lover's fascination.
A/N: March 30 - Harry Potter, Harry/Draco: spine fetish – “You're in your bloody twenties! Grow up Malfoy.”

Harry and Draco got together at the end of the war; it had been a shock to all, even to themselves, but it worked. Harry was still the hero of the Wizardingworld and Draco was still the spoiled Slytherin, but still it worked. They had their fights, big fights, but making up was so much fun that those fights didn't destroy their relationship.

“Strip.” Malfoy ordered in a superior voice. Harry rolled his eyes and grumbled - a token objection - before removing his shirt. The moment the dark-haired wizard's shirt was gone, the former Slytherin moved around his lover to watch his back.

Again, Harry rolled his eyes; it was this way every bloody time they were together. Of all his body-parts, his spine seemed to turn on his lover the most. He slowly removed all his clothes while Draco watched him; he could almost feel those icy eyes. Who knew icy could make you feel so hot?

Draco moved closer the moment that Harry was completely naked. He first ran his finger down the dark-haired wizard's spine, before he started to lick and kiss down slowly. Dipping his tongue into the little indentations between the vertebrae. As usual Draco took a lot of time worshipping every single vertebra, every dent in between, every single inch of skin across Harry's spine.

Harry wanted more, it had been one of those days and he just wanted to hold his lover, make love to him gently and after that he also wanted to fuck the blond into the mattress hard and fast, or the other way around, that really didn't matter to him. What he didn't want was to wait, though, and Malfoy's fascination with his spine was annoying him.

“You taste so good.” Draco purred against the last vertebra before reaching Harry's arse. “I could do this for hours.”

Harry groaned because he knew that the blond he loved, and sometimes still hated, was not kidding. “Today you won't!” He was seconds away from turning around and take Draco right there on the floor.

Draco's laughter tickled against Harry's back as he made his way back up that gorgeous and delicious spine. “I should take pictures to show you how hot your spine is.”

“You're in your bloody twenties! Grow up, Malfoy.” Harry was trying to sound annoyed but at that exact moment Malfoy nipped at the sensitive skin where his back was connected to his neck. That was the last straw! Harry turned around as quickly as he could, captured Draco's mouth with his own the moment he was able to and pushed them to the bed.

Draco chuckled into the kiss; he wasn't sure if he just had a spine fetish or a Harry Potter fetish, but really, he did not care!