This should be a cliché. Also, dammit, woman, I should be working! Your Merlin banners and the thought of H/D porn are messing with my brain!
"Filthy muggle," Draco spat, glaring at the screen and the kingly figure of Uther Pendragon.
Harry patted Draco's knee soothingly. "I'm sure Arthur won't let Uther burn Merlin at the stake."
"Arthur is another filthy muggle," Draco said with conviction. He scowled at Arthur's close-up and his pouty expression. "Look at him. He's been Confounded. At birth. Why don't these wizards just . . ." Draco made strangling motions with his hands. Harry shot him a look and Draco hastily added, "Not that I condone such behaviour, of cour — Urgh!" Draco gasped, distracted, as Prince Arthur swallowed with difficulty, staring at his imprisoned servant. "'There's nothing I can do, Merlin.'" Draco imitated Arthur's distressed tone. "Honestly! What an arse!"
"I like Arthur," Harry said and squinted at the screen. "He's very . . . manly." He bit his bottom lip before he added, "For a blond."
Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw Draco glaring daggers at him. Unperturbed, Harry continued, "Look at those arms." Harry all but purred as the actor portraying Arthur randomly took off his shirt. "He must work out a lot." Harry ignored the strangled sound Draco made and cried, "Oh, look! It's Morgana! You like her, don't you? She's a proper Slytherin. I suspect watching her smirk is a bit like looking in a mirror. She shares your fashion sense, too . . . What are you doing?" Harry blinked as Draco stood up.
Draco pulled off his robe. "Showing you my manliness," he growled and, in a flash, pulled out his wand.
In the next second, Harry found himself lying on the sofa, his wrists bound above his head and his clothes Vanished.
Draco took off his pants, his cheeks flushed and his eyes on fire.
Harry stretched languidly and then spread his legs, grinning. "I told you that if you watch this show with me, there'll be porn."
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Harry/Draco; Watching 'Merlin' made them do it!
Date: 2011-03-04 04:00 pm (UTC)"Filthy muggle," Draco spat, glaring at the screen and the kingly figure of Uther Pendragon.
Harry patted Draco's knee soothingly. "I'm sure Arthur won't let Uther burn Merlin at the stake."
"Arthur is another filthy muggle," Draco said with conviction. He scowled at Arthur's close-up and his pouty expression. "Look at him. He's been Confounded. At birth. Why don't these wizards just . . ." Draco made strangling motions with his hands. Harry shot him a look and Draco hastily added, "Not that I condone such behaviour, of cour — Urgh!" Draco gasped, distracted, as Prince Arthur swallowed with difficulty, staring at his imprisoned servant. "'There's nothing I can do, Merlin.'" Draco imitated Arthur's distressed tone. "Honestly! What an arse!"
"I like Arthur," Harry said and squinted at the screen. "He's very . . . manly." He bit his bottom lip before he added, "For a blond."
Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw Draco glaring daggers at him. Unperturbed, Harry continued, "Look at those arms." Harry all but purred as the actor portraying Arthur randomly took off his shirt. "He must work out a lot." Harry ignored the strangled sound Draco made and cried, "Oh, look! It's Morgana! You like her, don't you? She's a proper Slytherin. I suspect watching her smirk is a bit like looking in a mirror. She shares your fashion sense, too . . . What are you doing?" Harry blinked as Draco stood up.
Draco pulled off his robe. "Showing you my manliness," he growled and, in a flash, pulled out his wand.
In the next second, Harry found himself lying on the sofa, his wrists bound above his head and his clothes Vanished.
Draco took off his pants, his cheeks flushed and his eyes on fire.
Harry stretched languidly and then spread his legs, grinning. "I told you that if you watch this show with me, there'll be porn."