Indulgence 6
Title: Indulgence 6
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco, Pansy
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, dub-con, creature!fic
Word count: 575
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Written for: A birthday gift for analissawb, who asked for more of Indulgence
Summary: Draco is running out of options.
Draco sat across the breakfast table from Pansy. He ignored the cooling cup of tea in front of him in favor of plowing his hands through his hair.
"I don't understand," Pansy said again. "I thought you would be safe here. How did the vampire enter my home uninvited?"
Draco swallowed heavily and raised his head to look at his friend's anxious face. "I don't believe he did enter your home," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"I think..." Draco frowned as muddled memories flitted at the edge of his conscious mind. "I think I went to him."
~*~
Draco rose from the bed and stepped out on the balcony. He was both fearful and aroused, but above all, he felt an overwhelming need to escape the confines of Pansy's house. A shadowy figure came forward to meet him, taking Draco's arm and taking him away.
An image of blood-red bed hangings and matching sheets greeted Draco in the vampire's bedroom. He lay upon the bed at the vampire's urging, struggling to keep his eyes open to get more than a glimpse of the stranger who so terrified and tantalized him. His pyjamas were whisked away, and a husky voice ordered Draco to spread his legs. He did so without volition, already hot and aching with arousal.
Cool hands caressed his body, followed by a warm tongue laving his throat. Draco thought he should protest, but he was incapable of making a sound until the vampire's fangs sank into his throat at the same time as the creature's cock impaled him. Draco screamed then, a sharp, horrified cry, and he tried to push the vampire away from him. His struggles were ineffective, and within moments a strange lassitude settled over Draco. He clung to the vampire instead, hands and thighs grasping and squeezing as he arched restlessly beneath the heavy body that pinned him to the bed.
Pleasure and pain swept through Draco in a kaleidoscope of sensation. He was powerless to resist the seductive pull of blood from his throat and the carnal heat of sex as the vampire drank from him and fucked him with equal fervor. Draco's resulting climax was intense, and his consciousness slipped away.
~*~
"What are you saying?" Pansy asked. "What do you mean, you went to him?"
Draco dropped his head into his hands again and muttered, "I believe I'm bewitched. It's as if he calls to me, and I answer."
Pansy's teacup rattled as she replaced it on the saucer with shaking hands. "Sleep with me tonight," she insisted. "I'll make certain you don't wander outside."
Draco shook his head. "Thank you, Pansy," he said, "but I've brought enough danger to your door. I think it's best if I just leave."
"Darling, you can't leave!" cried Pansy, reaching across the table to lay a hand on Draco's forearm. "Where would you go?"
Draco grimaced. "I think I know a place where I'll be safe."
~*~
It was early evening when Draco arrived at his destination. He took a deep, fortifying breath and strode up the walk to the front door. Raising his hand, he knocked twice then stood back and mentally rehearsed what he planned to say.
A long moment passed before footsteps could be heard approaching. The door opened slowly, creaking slightly on its hinges. In lieu of a formal greeting, Draco boldly stepped forward and announced, "I need your help, Potter."
Indulgence 7
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco, Pansy
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, dub-con, creature!fic
Word count: 575
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Written for: A birthday gift for analissawb, who asked for more of Indulgence
Summary: Draco is running out of options.
Draco sat across the breakfast table from Pansy. He ignored the cooling cup of tea in front of him in favor of plowing his hands through his hair.
"I don't understand," Pansy said again. "I thought you would be safe here. How did the vampire enter my home uninvited?"
Draco swallowed heavily and raised his head to look at his friend's anxious face. "I don't believe he did enter your home," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"I think..." Draco frowned as muddled memories flitted at the edge of his conscious mind. "I think I went to him."
~*~
Draco rose from the bed and stepped out on the balcony. He was both fearful and aroused, but above all, he felt an overwhelming need to escape the confines of Pansy's house. A shadowy figure came forward to meet him, taking Draco's arm and taking him away.
An image of blood-red bed hangings and matching sheets greeted Draco in the vampire's bedroom. He lay upon the bed at the vampire's urging, struggling to keep his eyes open to get more than a glimpse of the stranger who so terrified and tantalized him. His pyjamas were whisked away, and a husky voice ordered Draco to spread his legs. He did so without volition, already hot and aching with arousal.
Cool hands caressed his body, followed by a warm tongue laving his throat. Draco thought he should protest, but he was incapable of making a sound until the vampire's fangs sank into his throat at the same time as the creature's cock impaled him. Draco screamed then, a sharp, horrified cry, and he tried to push the vampire away from him. His struggles were ineffective, and within moments a strange lassitude settled over Draco. He clung to the vampire instead, hands and thighs grasping and squeezing as he arched restlessly beneath the heavy body that pinned him to the bed.
Pleasure and pain swept through Draco in a kaleidoscope of sensation. He was powerless to resist the seductive pull of blood from his throat and the carnal heat of sex as the vampire drank from him and fucked him with equal fervor. Draco's resulting climax was intense, and his consciousness slipped away.
~*~
"What are you saying?" Pansy asked. "What do you mean, you went to him?"
Draco dropped his head into his hands again and muttered, "I believe I'm bewitched. It's as if he calls to me, and I answer."
Pansy's teacup rattled as she replaced it on the saucer with shaking hands. "Sleep with me tonight," she insisted. "I'll make certain you don't wander outside."
Draco shook his head. "Thank you, Pansy," he said, "but I've brought enough danger to your door. I think it's best if I just leave."
"Darling, you can't leave!" cried Pansy, reaching across the table to lay a hand on Draco's forearm. "Where would you go?"
Draco grimaced. "I think I know a place where I'll be safe."
~*~
It was early evening when Draco arrived at his destination. He took a deep, fortifying breath and strode up the walk to the front door. Raising his hand, he knocked twice then stood back and mentally rehearsed what he planned to say.
A long moment passed before footsteps could be heard approaching. The door opened slowly, creaking slightly on its hinges. In lieu of a formal greeting, Draco boldly stepped forward and announced, "I need your help, Potter."
Indulgence 7