Primal Howl 5
Title: Primal Howl 5
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): WOLF!SEX, DUB-CON, creature!fic
Word count: 600
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for hanny2luv, who also requested more of Primal Howl.
Summary: Draco allows his wolf to run.
Draco had no intention of running with Potter, tonight or any night. He was surprised, therefore, to find himself sneaking out of the castle in the middle of the night. Potter was waiting for him in human form. He was dressed warmly, and he had a rucksack slung over one shoulder. Potter gestured for Draco to follow, and Draco did so without a word.
Potter led him deep into the forest. He finally halted in a small clearing, set his bag down, and began removing his clothes.
"What are you doing?!" cried Draco, his voice cracking with nervousness.
"It's easier to change when you take your clothes off," said Potter. "Watch, and do as I do." Once naked, he shoved his clothing into the rucksack. "When you put your clothes in there, swing the bag up into a tree," he said. Potter stepped back, gave Draco a wink, then blurred and shifted and became the dark wolf.
Draco gulped. The wolf sat watching him, ears forward and tail brushing the ground behind him in languid wags. Sensing no aggression from the wolf, Draco slowly removed his own clothing, trembling in the cold night air. He crammed his clothes into the bag and pushed the bag into a vee of branches in the closest tree.
Draco wrapped his arms around himself to contain his shivers and tried to concentrate on his wolf. It eluded him. "I c-can't," he stuttered, voice shaking with the chill.
Potter threw his head back and howled. The eerie ululation caused the fine hairs all over Draco's body to rise. As before, they continued to rise until he was sprouting coarse hair from each follicle. Draco's vision blurred, and his body dropped forward. He caught himself on his forepaws. Draco stood with his head and tail drooping, panting with exertion. The change had hurt, but it had been a flash of pain, and not nearly as intense as his first change was.
The darker wolf approached and nudged Draco's side with his nose. Draco lifted his head and got an encouraging nuzzle in return. Potter turned and trotted away, and Draco followed him. They loped through the forest, giving chase to a doe with yearling fawns. The deer escaped, and while Draco's human mind was relieved, his wolf side felt a keen sense of disappointment.
When they came upon a rushing stream that had not yet frozen over, Potter paused to drink. Draco joined him, lapping at the cold, refreshing water. He flinched when he felt the other wolf sniff behind him. Draco tucked his tail and growled. Potter snarled and bit Draco's flank, causing him to yelp in response.
Draco dropped to the ground submissively, trembling when Potter moved to straddle him. Draco whined in reluctant arousal, and his wolven penis emerged from its sheath. He raised his hindquarters, accepting the painful penetration of the other wolf's cock. Their mating was quick and frenzied. Potter's release pulsed inside of Draco, and his own ejaculate spilled on the ground.
Potter nuzzled Draco's nape and licked his ears, and Draco's tongue lolled out in delight. He was pleased with his alpha's approval. Their bodies remained tied together for long moments, and Draco shifted in discomfort.
When Potter was able to withdraw from Draco, he uncoupled them and bounded away, headed back in the direction of the castle. With a joyous yip, Draco obediently followed after.
Primal Howl 6
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): WOLF!SEX, DUB-CON, creature!fic
Word count: 600
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for hanny2luv, who also requested more of Primal Howl.
Summary: Draco allows his wolf to run.
Draco had no intention of running with Potter, tonight or any night. He was surprised, therefore, to find himself sneaking out of the castle in the middle of the night. Potter was waiting for him in human form. He was dressed warmly, and he had a rucksack slung over one shoulder. Potter gestured for Draco to follow, and Draco did so without a word.
Potter led him deep into the forest. He finally halted in a small clearing, set his bag down, and began removing his clothes.
"What are you doing?!" cried Draco, his voice cracking with nervousness.
"It's easier to change when you take your clothes off," said Potter. "Watch, and do as I do." Once naked, he shoved his clothing into the rucksack. "When you put your clothes in there, swing the bag up into a tree," he said. Potter stepped back, gave Draco a wink, then blurred and shifted and became the dark wolf.
Draco gulped. The wolf sat watching him, ears forward and tail brushing the ground behind him in languid wags. Sensing no aggression from the wolf, Draco slowly removed his own clothing, trembling in the cold night air. He crammed his clothes into the bag and pushed the bag into a vee of branches in the closest tree.
Draco wrapped his arms around himself to contain his shivers and tried to concentrate on his wolf. It eluded him. "I c-can't," he stuttered, voice shaking with the chill.
Potter threw his head back and howled. The eerie ululation caused the fine hairs all over Draco's body to rise. As before, they continued to rise until he was sprouting coarse hair from each follicle. Draco's vision blurred, and his body dropped forward. He caught himself on his forepaws. Draco stood with his head and tail drooping, panting with exertion. The change had hurt, but it had been a flash of pain, and not nearly as intense as his first change was.
The darker wolf approached and nudged Draco's side with his nose. Draco lifted his head and got an encouraging nuzzle in return. Potter turned and trotted away, and Draco followed him. They loped through the forest, giving chase to a doe with yearling fawns. The deer escaped, and while Draco's human mind was relieved, his wolf side felt a keen sense of disappointment.
When they came upon a rushing stream that had not yet frozen over, Potter paused to drink. Draco joined him, lapping at the cold, refreshing water. He flinched when he felt the other wolf sniff behind him. Draco tucked his tail and growled. Potter snarled and bit Draco's flank, causing him to yelp in response.
Draco dropped to the ground submissively, trembling when Potter moved to straddle him. Draco whined in reluctant arousal, and his wolven penis emerged from its sheath. He raised his hindquarters, accepting the painful penetration of the other wolf's cock. Their mating was quick and frenzied. Potter's release pulsed inside of Draco, and his own ejaculate spilled on the ground.
Potter nuzzled Draco's nape and licked his ears, and Draco's tongue lolled out in delight. He was pleased with his alpha's approval. Their bodies remained tied together for long moments, and Draco shifted in discomfort.
When Potter was able to withdraw from Draco, he uncoupled them and bounded away, headed back in the direction of the castle. With a joyous yip, Draco obediently followed after.
Primal Howl 6