Discretion - Part Two - Draco/James Sirius
Title: Discretion, PART II
Author/Artist: digthewriter
Word Count: 365
Pairing: Draco/James Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Age difference. Professor/Student
Created for: hogwarts365 prompt 146: Trouble
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of last week's part one of the "Discretion" series
What Draco saw on the Hogwarts Express left him with a bad feeling. Why was his son alone with Potter? Why did he run away when he saw Draco on the train. Surely, there were a few professors on that train.
It'd been a few weeks and he'd determined himself to find out about it, ask Scorpius about his actions, and if it came to it, talk to Potter himself.
It all really had started because of Potter, anyway. If his second son wasn't such good friends with Scorpius, Draco would've never come across Potter again. It was fine they were both professors at Hogwarts, but they never had to talk to each other. Not more than normal. But once their sons had started attending the school, everything changed.
It was Scorpius's idea to throw James's seventeenth birthday party at the Malfoy Manor, and well, everything had started then too.
James. Draco's cock stirred just thinking about the boy. He hadn't had much of him before the term started, and then he'd only had a taste of him on the train. Now, Draco wanted more.
He knew he shouldn't. But, it wasn't as if James kept his distance, either. He'd show up in empty corridors when Draco didn't know anyone was around. He'd brush his hand against Draco's, or worse, bump into Draco on a crowded staircase and rub his leg against Draco's groin.
That boy was trouble. But, Draco also craved him something fierce.
It didn't surprise Draco much when he entered his quarters, which were locked, turned the lamps on his room, and found James waiting on his bed.
"Evening, Professor," James said. His collared shirt was open, tie, shoes, and socks on the floor, and a very prominent bulge in his trousers.
"You've been busy," Draco said, nodding towards James's erection.
"I've been resisting touch myself, failingly, as I waited for you," James replied. He started to unbuckle his belt while Draco simply stood there and gaped.
Was it really happening? Was Draco really going to take him right then and there? His throat went dry at the thought and before he knew it, James was naked and on his knees. Ready. READ PART THREE
Author/Artist: digthewriter
Word Count: 365
Pairing: Draco/James Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Age difference. Professor/Student
Created for: hogwarts365 prompt 146: Trouble
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of last week's part one of the "Discretion" series
What Draco saw on the Hogwarts Express left him with a bad feeling. Why was his son alone with Potter? Why did he run away when he saw Draco on the train. Surely, there were a few professors on that train.
It'd been a few weeks and he'd determined himself to find out about it, ask Scorpius about his actions, and if it came to it, talk to Potter himself.
It all really had started because of Potter, anyway. If his second son wasn't such good friends with Scorpius, Draco would've never come across Potter again. It was fine they were both professors at Hogwarts, but they never had to talk to each other. Not more than normal. But once their sons had started attending the school, everything changed.
It was Scorpius's idea to throw James's seventeenth birthday party at the Malfoy Manor, and well, everything had started then too.
James. Draco's cock stirred just thinking about the boy. He hadn't had much of him before the term started, and then he'd only had a taste of him on the train. Now, Draco wanted more.
He knew he shouldn't. But, it wasn't as if James kept his distance, either. He'd show up in empty corridors when Draco didn't know anyone was around. He'd brush his hand against Draco's, or worse, bump into Draco on a crowded staircase and rub his leg against Draco's groin.
That boy was trouble. But, Draco also craved him something fierce.
It didn't surprise Draco much when he entered his quarters, which were locked, turned the lamps on his room, and found James waiting on his bed.
"Evening, Professor," James said. His collared shirt was open, tie, shoes, and socks on the floor, and a very prominent bulge in his trousers.
"You've been busy," Draco said, nodding towards James's erection.
"I've been resisting touch myself, failingly, as I waited for you," James replied. He started to unbuckle his belt while Draco simply stood there and gaped.
Was it really happening? Was Draco really going to take him right then and there? His throat went dry at the thought and before he knew it, James was naked and on his knees. Ready. READ PART THREE