Slick Sensations
Title: Slick Sensations
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Word count: 1040
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: Birthday gift for sass_macfru, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and his lover shag in the hot tub.
"Will you remove your mask so it doesn't get wet?"
Draco smiled from beneath said mask. "I'll take my chances," he said.
His lover chuckled. "You can't blame a bloke for trying." He rose from the bed, all sleek muscles and fluid grace.
Draco licked his lips as he watched the stranger cross to the hot tub in the corner and bend to turn on the taps. Draco's body, only recently sated, tingled with renewed arousal.
The man turned and held up a bottle. "Bubbles?" he asked.
"Of course," Draco replied, settling back against the pillows while his lover did all the work. "Which scents do you have?"
"Sandalwood, citrus and strawberry."
"Strawberry?!" Draco repeated, grinning in amusement.
"I happen to like strawberries," the stranger defended himself.
"Then by all means, use the strawberry," Draco drawled. He watched as the man selected a different bottle and poured some into the churning water. At once, the bedroom was filled with the scent of sweet, succulent strawberries. It reminded Draco of one of his favorite flavors of lubricant, and his cock twitched in reaction.
"Your bath awaits, Cinderella."
The man's husky voice beckoned Draco forth, and he rose from the bed and joined him. Together, they stepped into the hot, frothy water. Draco sank in up to his shoulders and heaved a grateful sigh.
"A little sore, are you?" taunted the stranger. He sidled over until their thighs and shoulders brushed.
"Mm, too much sex will do that," Draco agreed.
"There is no such thing as too much sex," scoffed his partner.
"That's easy for you to say," Draco snorted. "You live in a club that caters to sexual desires, whims and fantasies." He turned his head to regard his lover. "Do you actually live here?" he asked.
"Most of the time, I do," replied the stranger. "I maintain a flat in London to keep up appearances, and I do spend some time there."
"Do most of the club's members live on site?" Draco wondered. He was curious as to how many similar suites existed at Club Coquette.
The man leaned closer. "No," he murmured before ending the conversation by pressing his lips to Draco's.
Draco forgot about anyone else as he lost himself in the splendor of his lover's kiss. They seldom took the time to simply snog, and Draco realized how much he enjoyed it. The water continued to churn and froth around them, surrounding them with the scent of ripe strawberries.
A hand beneath the water squeezed Draco's knee before sliding steadily up his thigh. Draco shifted his legs apart, anticipating the moment when the stranger's hand would fondle him intimately. Instead, those questing fingers stroked over Draco's hip. A groan of disappointment rumbled from Draco's throat, and he felt his lover smile against his lips.
"Patience, Cinderella," murmured the stranger.
"Sod patience," growled Draco. He snagged the man's hand and directed it right where he most wanted it. "Oh, yes," Draco breathed when his lover indulged in by stroking Draco's semi-erect cock. Under the stranger's ministrations, Draco's prick rapidly swelled to full hardness. His hips hunched beneath the water as he sought relief by thrusting into his lover's hand.
"Shall we put the waterproof lubricant to good use?" the man chuckled.
"Yes," Draco blurted, eager to be filled once more with his lover's thick cock.
The stranger rose from the tub, water streaming down his body in rivulets. He helped himself to a bottle on an upper shelf, pouring the contents in his palm and smoothing his hand up and down his rigid shaft.
Draco all but squirmed in the water, so needy was he. His lover sat back down and grinned at Draco, lips quirking beneath the edge of his mask.
"Ride me," he commanded.
Draco complied immediately. He turned to face the man and slid forward in the water, straddling his lover's lap and reaching for the man's slick cock. Draco raised himself, positioned his lover's prick, and sank down, impaling himself. Both of them groaned. Draco allowed his head to fall back, baring his throat in an elegant arch. Once he was fully seated, he clenched his muscles, drawing another rough sound from his lover.
"Move," the man ordered gruffly.
Draco was delighted to obey. He raised and lowered himself, uncaring of the waves he was creating in the tub. Water sloshed and threatened to spill over the sides, but neither of them attempted to prevent it. They were lost in the hot, slick sensation of shagging in the hot tub.
Having coupled recently, completion took longer to achieve this time. Draco's thighs were burning, but the stranger's hands on him kept him moving. His lover stroked Draco's hips and kneaded his arse as they fucked, murmuring words of praise and encouragement. When his fingers wrapped around Draco's cock to squeeze and pull, Draco cried out in release. His body stiffened and shuddered as he came, leaving Draco trembling and exhausted. He was lifted away from his lover's erect cock and turned.
The stranger nudged Draco into leaning with his arms on the edge of the tub while he penetrated Draco from behind. He pounded into Draco's body in search of his own pleasure, filling Draco finally with the hot pulses of his release. He ended up draped heavily over Draco's back as he caught his breath.
Draco welcomed his lover's weight; it was comforting and familiar, despite the fact that he knew so little about this man.
Eventually, the stranger pulled free of the clasp of Draco's body to slump next to him in the hot tub. He drew Draco into an embrace and kissed the damp hair at Draco's temple. The man stroked his fingers over the edge of Draco's mask. "Will you ever remove this for me?" he asked, a hint of melancholy in his voice.
Draco's lassitude disappeared, and he felt his muscles tighten in apprehension. "I don't know," he answered honestly.
"Why not?" asked the stranger. "What are you afraid of?"
~tbc~
Overwhelming Obsession
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Word count: 1040
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: Birthday gift for sass_macfru, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and his lover shag in the hot tub.
"Will you remove your mask so it doesn't get wet?"
Draco smiled from beneath said mask. "I'll take my chances," he said.
His lover chuckled. "You can't blame a bloke for trying." He rose from the bed, all sleek muscles and fluid grace.
Draco licked his lips as he watched the stranger cross to the hot tub in the corner and bend to turn on the taps. Draco's body, only recently sated, tingled with renewed arousal.
The man turned and held up a bottle. "Bubbles?" he asked.
"Of course," Draco replied, settling back against the pillows while his lover did all the work. "Which scents do you have?"
"Sandalwood, citrus and strawberry."
"Strawberry?!" Draco repeated, grinning in amusement.
"I happen to like strawberries," the stranger defended himself.
"Then by all means, use the strawberry," Draco drawled. He watched as the man selected a different bottle and poured some into the churning water. At once, the bedroom was filled with the scent of sweet, succulent strawberries. It reminded Draco of one of his favorite flavors of lubricant, and his cock twitched in reaction.
"Your bath awaits, Cinderella."
The man's husky voice beckoned Draco forth, and he rose from the bed and joined him. Together, they stepped into the hot, frothy water. Draco sank in up to his shoulders and heaved a grateful sigh.
"A little sore, are you?" taunted the stranger. He sidled over until their thighs and shoulders brushed.
"Mm, too much sex will do that," Draco agreed.
"There is no such thing as too much sex," scoffed his partner.
"That's easy for you to say," Draco snorted. "You live in a club that caters to sexual desires, whims and fantasies." He turned his head to regard his lover. "Do you actually live here?" he asked.
"Most of the time, I do," replied the stranger. "I maintain a flat in London to keep up appearances, and I do spend some time there."
"Do most of the club's members live on site?" Draco wondered. He was curious as to how many similar suites existed at Club Coquette.
The man leaned closer. "No," he murmured before ending the conversation by pressing his lips to Draco's.
Draco forgot about anyone else as he lost himself in the splendor of his lover's kiss. They seldom took the time to simply snog, and Draco realized how much he enjoyed it. The water continued to churn and froth around them, surrounding them with the scent of ripe strawberries.
A hand beneath the water squeezed Draco's knee before sliding steadily up his thigh. Draco shifted his legs apart, anticipating the moment when the stranger's hand would fondle him intimately. Instead, those questing fingers stroked over Draco's hip. A groan of disappointment rumbled from Draco's throat, and he felt his lover smile against his lips.
"Patience, Cinderella," murmured the stranger.
"Sod patience," growled Draco. He snagged the man's hand and directed it right where he most wanted it. "Oh, yes," Draco breathed when his lover indulged in by stroking Draco's semi-erect cock. Under the stranger's ministrations, Draco's prick rapidly swelled to full hardness. His hips hunched beneath the water as he sought relief by thrusting into his lover's hand.
"Shall we put the waterproof lubricant to good use?" the man chuckled.
"Yes," Draco blurted, eager to be filled once more with his lover's thick cock.
The stranger rose from the tub, water streaming down his body in rivulets. He helped himself to a bottle on an upper shelf, pouring the contents in his palm and smoothing his hand up and down his rigid shaft.
Draco all but squirmed in the water, so needy was he. His lover sat back down and grinned at Draco, lips quirking beneath the edge of his mask.
"Ride me," he commanded.
Draco complied immediately. He turned to face the man and slid forward in the water, straddling his lover's lap and reaching for the man's slick cock. Draco raised himself, positioned his lover's prick, and sank down, impaling himself. Both of them groaned. Draco allowed his head to fall back, baring his throat in an elegant arch. Once he was fully seated, he clenched his muscles, drawing another rough sound from his lover.
"Move," the man ordered gruffly.
Draco was delighted to obey. He raised and lowered himself, uncaring of the waves he was creating in the tub. Water sloshed and threatened to spill over the sides, but neither of them attempted to prevent it. They were lost in the hot, slick sensation of shagging in the hot tub.
Having coupled recently, completion took longer to achieve this time. Draco's thighs were burning, but the stranger's hands on him kept him moving. His lover stroked Draco's hips and kneaded his arse as they fucked, murmuring words of praise and encouragement. When his fingers wrapped around Draco's cock to squeeze and pull, Draco cried out in release. His body stiffened and shuddered as he came, leaving Draco trembling and exhausted. He was lifted away from his lover's erect cock and turned.
The stranger nudged Draco into leaning with his arms on the edge of the tub while he penetrated Draco from behind. He pounded into Draco's body in search of his own pleasure, filling Draco finally with the hot pulses of his release. He ended up draped heavily over Draco's back as he caught his breath.
Draco welcomed his lover's weight; it was comforting and familiar, despite the fact that he knew so little about this man.
Eventually, the stranger pulled free of the clasp of Draco's body to slump next to him in the hot tub. He drew Draco into an embrace and kissed the damp hair at Draco's temple. The man stroked his fingers over the edge of Draco's mask. "Will you ever remove this for me?" he asked, a hint of melancholy in his voice.
Draco's lassitude disappeared, and he felt his muscles tighten in apprehension. "I don't know," he answered honestly.
"Why not?" asked the stranger. "What are you afraid of?"
~tbc~
Overwhelming Obsession