softly_sweetly 'All That I Have Come To Depend On' 41/50 (BZ/DM NC17)
Title - All That I Have Come To Depend On
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - genlisae - wouldn't have seen this through to the end without you, so thank you baby!
Rating - NC17
Word Count - 627
Characters/Pairings - Draco/Blaise, cameos from any and all others in the HP Verse
Warnings - Adult Language, Sexual Situations, Character Death, Violence. General Darkness, Kinkiness,
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story
Author's Notes - While each chapter can be read as a stand-alone drabble, they fall together to become a much bigger fiction, and make more sense that way. My table can be found here, and the stories can be found in my journal here if you missed the beginning!
Prompt Number 42 Breakable
They were supposed to be doing homework, but Draco was sprawled out on his bed and Blaise was watching him, cataloguing him. Everything about Draco screamed aristocracy. His fine hair and delicate bone-structure, soft skin and ethereal appearance; all hid the steel that was underneath. Blaise had never come up against Draco, but he'd seen what happened to people that did, and he knew that his lover was a force to be reckoned with.
Draco opened his eyes as the bed dipped, and smiled as Blaise climbed on top of him, hovering with a predatory look in his eyes. "Finally decided to stop perving and come play?"
"I was just looking, seeing how pretty and delicate and breakable you look."
"Better be gentle with me then."
Blaise smiled, all shiny white teeth and hidden promises, making Draco shiver with want. His lover leant down, lips brushing Draco's ear as he whispered softly, "But I know you're not breakable. And I'm not going to be gentle."
Draco's legs fell open underneath Blaise as the other boy pushed their hips together and descended on Draco's neck. Clothes were undone roughly, more than one button skittering to the floor as Blaise exposed more and more of their skin. Once all the offending fabric had been tossed off the bed, Blaise grabbed Draco and began manhandling him into position.
On his hands and knees, staring at the headboard and trembling with anticipation, Draco hissed as he felt the cold, slick sensation of a lubricating charm. He listened out for the stretching charm, but it never came; instead he felt firm pressure at his entrance, giving his body no chance but to yield. He hissed as he was breached, screwing his eyes shut and pushing back against the intrusion.
One hand holding Draco's hip and the other stroking up and down his side, Blaise pushed slowly but firmly until he was almost hips to buttocks with Draco. Leaning over he placed gentle kisses along Draco's shoulders, listening to the heavy panting as the blonde worked to accommodate him, "Good boy, take it all in."
One last push and Blaise was snug against Draco's body, engulfed in tight heat. The whimpers coming from his lover made his cock twitch with excitement, and Blaise waited only long enough to be safe before drawing back out. Draco's body clutched greedily at his cock, reluctant to give it up and spasming in pleasure when it thrust back in.
Draco had lost the power of speech when Blaise first pushed in; all he could do now was whimper low in his throat as he moved into Blaise's thrusts. He knew there'd be bruises in the morning; one set on his hip and the other on his shoulder, testament to the force with which Blaise was pulling him backwards. On every thrust the broad head of Blaise's cock dragged over Draco's prostate, and it was driving him crazy. He tried to let his lover know, but all that came out was an undignified squeak and then he was coming hard enough to see stars in his vision, held up by Blaise's grip as his body spasmed.
Blaise buried himself in the hot, rippling channel and filled Draco with his release, hips jacking erratically as he rode out his orgasm. They collapsed roughly to the bed, neither sure which limbs were whose, and tried to regain their sanity. When he was sure he could move, Blaise pulled gently out of Draco, watching his come dribble out of the blonde's hole and trying to find the energy to enjoy that properly. He couldn't, and settled for pinching one perfect pale cheek before flopping down on the mattress. "Still in one piece Draco?"
"Yeah. You'll have to try harder next time."
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - genlisae - wouldn't have seen this through to the end without you, so thank you baby!
Rating - NC17
Word Count - 627
Characters/Pairings - Draco/Blaise, cameos from any and all others in the HP Verse
Warnings - Adult Language, Sexual Situations, Character Death, Violence. General Darkness, Kinkiness,
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story
Author's Notes - While each chapter can be read as a stand-alone drabble, they fall together to become a much bigger fiction, and make more sense that way. My table can be found here, and the stories can be found in my journal here if you missed the beginning!
Prompt Number 42 Breakable
They were supposed to be doing homework, but Draco was sprawled out on his bed and Blaise was watching him, cataloguing him. Everything about Draco screamed aristocracy. His fine hair and delicate bone-structure, soft skin and ethereal appearance; all hid the steel that was underneath. Blaise had never come up against Draco, but he'd seen what happened to people that did, and he knew that his lover was a force to be reckoned with.
Draco opened his eyes as the bed dipped, and smiled as Blaise climbed on top of him, hovering with a predatory look in his eyes. "Finally decided to stop perving and come play?"
"I was just looking, seeing how pretty and delicate and breakable you look."
"Better be gentle with me then."
Blaise smiled, all shiny white teeth and hidden promises, making Draco shiver with want. His lover leant down, lips brushing Draco's ear as he whispered softly, "But I know you're not breakable. And I'm not going to be gentle."
Draco's legs fell open underneath Blaise as the other boy pushed their hips together and descended on Draco's neck. Clothes were undone roughly, more than one button skittering to the floor as Blaise exposed more and more of their skin. Once all the offending fabric had been tossed off the bed, Blaise grabbed Draco and began manhandling him into position.
On his hands and knees, staring at the headboard and trembling with anticipation, Draco hissed as he felt the cold, slick sensation of a lubricating charm. He listened out for the stretching charm, but it never came; instead he felt firm pressure at his entrance, giving his body no chance but to yield. He hissed as he was breached, screwing his eyes shut and pushing back against the intrusion.
One hand holding Draco's hip and the other stroking up and down his side, Blaise pushed slowly but firmly until he was almost hips to buttocks with Draco. Leaning over he placed gentle kisses along Draco's shoulders, listening to the heavy panting as the blonde worked to accommodate him, "Good boy, take it all in."
One last push and Blaise was snug against Draco's body, engulfed in tight heat. The whimpers coming from his lover made his cock twitch with excitement, and Blaise waited only long enough to be safe before drawing back out. Draco's body clutched greedily at his cock, reluctant to give it up and spasming in pleasure when it thrust back in.
Draco had lost the power of speech when Blaise first pushed in; all he could do now was whimper low in his throat as he moved into Blaise's thrusts. He knew there'd be bruises in the morning; one set on his hip and the other on his shoulder, testament to the force with which Blaise was pulling him backwards. On every thrust the broad head of Blaise's cock dragged over Draco's prostate, and it was driving him crazy. He tried to let his lover know, but all that came out was an undignified squeak and then he was coming hard enough to see stars in his vision, held up by Blaise's grip as his body spasmed.
Blaise buried himself in the hot, rippling channel and filled Draco with his release, hips jacking erratically as he rode out his orgasm. They collapsed roughly to the bed, neither sure which limbs were whose, and tried to regain their sanity. When he was sure he could move, Blaise pulled gently out of Draco, watching his come dribble out of the blonde's hole and trying to find the energy to enjoy that properly. He couldn't, and settled for pinching one perfect pale cheek before flopping down on the mattress. "Still in one piece Draco?"
"Yeah. You'll have to try harder next time."