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Harry’s phone went off yet again. He sighed and opened up the message from his husband, assuming he was in trouble for not being home already.
He guessed right , as Draco was home already, had been for a while now, and was clearly ready for him. Instead of texting Harry “when will you be home?”, he had decided to send Harry a tasteful dick pic.
Unfortunately for Harry, being caught off guard like that made him hard almost immediately. He was in the middle of finishing up some last minute paperwork on a case that had literally finished around the time he was supposed to head home. Thankfully Harry was sitting at his desk and didn’t have to stand up…yet. Harry fought back a groan as he tried to maneuver his robes away from his erection. Unable to focus now though, Harry pulled his phone back out, and sent a slightly angry text to his husband.
“I know I am running late, but I can’t just ditch work to come home and pleasure you, my love.”
Harry tucked the phone into his desk drawer then, hoping that would help him focus. Unfortunately, he still had the damn thing on vibrate so the whole desk shook as a new text came through. Harry jumped at the sensation, his pen jerking across the page he was working on. He cursed under his breath and quickly fixed his mistake before grabbing his phone.
“Tell them you are sick. Better yet tell them I am sick. Lovesick is a thing, right?” Read the text from Draco.
Harry groaned as he typed. “I think you are cock sick love. No, that doesn’t count, stop texting me and I will be home sooner.”
Harry managed to get another page or two of paperwork done before his phone buzzed loudly again. He hadn’t tried to put it away this time, merely tossing it to the corner of his desk. He finished the page he was on before sighing as he opened Draco’s message.
“Fine, okay. I am cock sick and I need you to come help me. Now get that sexy ass home now!” Draco’s desire was almost palpable through the phone.
“I will be there in about ten minutes IF you stop messaging and distracting me.” Harry typed the message quickly, wanting to get out of here and drop this stupid argument they were having.
A few pages of paperwork later, Harry’s phone buzzed again. He decided that since he was almost finished with his case file, it would be okay to ignore this current message and just power through to the end and text Draco as he handed the file in. That would give Draco something to be happy about, instead of Draco potentially getting more annoyed at him. It wasn’t Harry’s fault he had been so busy at work, an upsurge in Wizarding crime had really messed with his schedule. It’s not like he paid the criminals to do bad shit that required him to have to hunt them down.
His phone buzzed once more, interrupting his internal rant about work. Harry groaned again but finished the file just a few minutes later. Currently he was still on track to be home within his ten minute time frame, so hopefully that would placate his blond. Adjusting his robes so that his erection wouldn’t show, Harry stood up and went to turn in his file, pocketing his phone and grabbing his bag.
Harry had just handed in his case file to the Head Auror when the sounds of a commotion reached his ears. Harry turned on the spot, wand at the ready, only to realize the voice that seemed to be the cause of the commotion. Harry shook his head and sighed loudly as he put away his wand and strode purposefully out of the Auror section. Sure enough Draco was outside of the Auror room yelling loudly about needing to see his husband immediately as it was an emergency. The poor guard posted at the door looked almost faint as he tried to restrain a very fit, very determined Draco from running inside a place that technically he wasn’t allowed in. Harry cleared his throat before speaking, hoping that hearing his voice would help Draco calm down.
“Not to worry Rutherford, I’ve got him, it’s me he wants anyway. But thank you for your efforts.
Draco stopped struggling with the guard at the sound of Harry’s voice and looked up at his husband, silver eyes alight with love, lust and passion. Harry’s emerald eyes locked on his, and he smiled while shaking his head. Draco had always been persistent, so it didn’t really surprise Harry that his husband had decided to show up at the Ministry when Harry had not texted him back. But he had been hopeful that Draco could wait for him at home. He was clearly wrong. Rutherford nodded at Harry and stepped back to clear the way for the Auror to pass. Harry nodded appreciatively at the guard and waved bye to everyone still in the office, his face only slightly flushed.
“Draco my love, why couldn’t you wait for me at home?”
“Because Potter…I was in desperate need of you. I had a hard-on all damn day just thinking about finally having you to myself tonight. You were supposed to be home hours ago. You have worked late every damn night this week and I need you.”
Draco started off sounding bitter and snarky but at the end his voice became a whimper of emotion and need. Harry’s anger and annoyance dissipated immediately when he heard Draco’s voice fill with sadness. Harry had been missing his husband as well and since Draco had become good at covering his emotions sometimes Harry forgot just how much love Draco needed. Harry pulled the blond into his arms and held him tightly, breathing in the minty scent he had come to associate with home and safety. Draco sighed and relaxed inside Harry’s arms for a minute, but soon his sigh became a low moan. Both men still had hard-ons…and the hug had pushed them up against each other. Harry felt a low moan escape him in response and his face flushed darker.
“I do love it when you blush. Shall we go home now?” Draco asked as he pulled away from Harry, only far enough to look into those emerald eyes.
“I have a better idea…come with me.” Harry said, winking at Draco as a sexy smirk crossed his face.
Draco’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement at Harry’s words and he grabbed his husband’s hand, running after him through the Ministry. Harry technically had an office…he only used it while he was in the middle of a massive undercover operation. Otherwise he preferred to stay in the same area as his coworkers. But it meant that Harry’s office was always available for time alone…and it was guaranteed to be empty as only Harry had the key. Draco realized where they were heading and picked up his pace, somehow more excited than ever.
Harry reached the door, and pushed Draco up against it, taking over his mouth with a deep and passionate kiss as he fumbled to unlock the door. Draco moaned into the kiss and deepened it immediately pushing his body up against Harry’s. As the door unlocked, Draco stumbled inside, not falling because Harry had pulled him in closer. They continued making out as Harry shut the door and waved his wand to clear off his desk. Within minutes, lube had been applied and both men were naked.
Draco and Harry swapped places, so that Harry was laying atop his desk. Draco smiled down at his husband, a sexy smirk on his face as he panted in excitement. Harry smiled up at the blond man before reaching up to bring Draco’s face to his. Draco returned Harry’s kiss as he slowly entered Harry, and both men moaned loudly at the sensation. Draco didn’t stay slow for long though and he gave Harry a minute to adjust before losing his control.
Draco pounded hard and fast into Harry, nipping at his neck in between kisses once their kiss had broken. Harry moaned in pleasure at Draco’s pace and the attention his husband was giving his neck. Harry fell into a delicious rhythm consistently meeting Draco’s thrusts and taking his cock as deep as he could. Harry cried out Draco’s name as he increased the speed even more, bringing Harry closer to orgasm. Draco yelled Harry’s name in return not long after, as he finished violently. Draco’s orgasm shook his whole body as his hot seed filled Harry. Harry came shortly after, painting Draco’s stomach as he did so. Draco pulled out not long after that, slowly catching his breath and smirking happily at Harry.
“That was amazing.” Harry said, trying to stand, and waving his wand to clean up both themselves and the room.
“Indeed it was. Glad I could be here for it. Sorry I was so needy earlier…I won’t text you a dick pic while you are at work again, I promise.” Draco replied, attempting to keep a straight and somber face.
Harry chortled, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep. But maybe I should invest in a mattress for this office…” Harry mused, still laughing as they got dressed.
“If you want…I wouldn’t mind making this a regular occurrence…” Draco said with a wink as they left the room hand and hand, ready to get home.