Jam!porn is ... indecipherable. But I wanted frotting. And fluff. And I WANTED TO WRITE! So, this is what happens when I'm needy and sitting outside in my mother's orchard. And the day is all sunny and warm. I'm ONE with nature, man! I'm also a sap. So here's quite pointless sap. (I was writing this the entire day. O.O *collapses* I'm actually very happy with it, but I am, you know, extra sappy and woozy. /a lame attempt at justification) All typos are intentional. (Okay, okay, they're not.)

Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. No copyright infringement intended.
Title: Worshipped
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~900
Status: Complete
Summary: Harry wonders whether Draco knows how Harry feels. Draco is kinda silly like that too. They're both silly and sappy, and that is, at least, an accurate summary if not a very enticing one.
Warnings: FLUFF, FLUFF, FLUFF. Also, sap.
Note: Written for awdt's prompt Shut, key, red, ocean, sour.

( He never thought he would be worshipped like this while he lay down on the soft blanket that was placed carefully on the still damp grass — freshly mowed and filling the air with the sweet scent, as the warmth of the morning sun struggled to dry it. )