Naked Need
Title: Naked Need
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: 1370
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: Birthday gift for blossomdreams, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco returns to the club, determined to stake a claim on his lover.
Draco took his time getting ready to go to Club Coquette. He had purchased a new plug for the occasion, and he couldn't wait to insert it. First, he languished in the bath. Draco employed a depilatory spell to remove the fine hair from his legs, and he used it on his balls, too. He touched himself, gasping at how sensitive his sac felt without its familiar dusting of coarse hair.
Draco rose from the bath and toweled himself dry, marveling anew at the sensitivity of his newly denuded skin. He prepared himself carefully and inserted the plug. Draco dressed with care, donning black, fishnet stockings in place of his usual sheer black ones. He put on his red corset and short black skirt, but he eschewed the shirt he typically wore over his corset. Draco ran a comb through his hair, donned his feathered mask, and as a final touch, he added some tint to his lips.
Draco surveyed his reflection in the mirror and squared his shoulders. He was ready to claim his lover.
~*~
Draco incited a buzz of excitement when he stepped from the Floo in the lobby of Club Coquette. He performed his usual adroit maneuvers to avoid being groped as he exited the club and stepped out into the gardens. Draco was discouraged when he didn't immediately see his lover. The man had said he'd be gone for one night. What if he was also away tonight? Worse, what if Draco had been replaced in his bed?
"Did you miss me, Cinderella?"
Draco didn't realize how tense he'd become until his shoulders relaxed in relief at hearing that familiar voice. He turned to his lover with a sultry smile. "I did miss you," Draco admitted.
"Did you amuse yourself with someone else?" The stranger's voice was deceptively mild, but there was a thread of temper in the words.
Draco was heartened by the jealousy he sensed from his lover. He took a bold step closer, near enough to feel the warmth radiating from the man's body. "I waited for you," Draco said.
The stranger's lips curled in a smug smile beneath the edge of his mask. "Did you now?" he murmured. "Knowing your proclivity for sex, I reckon you're quite randy this evening."
Draco leaned his upper body into his lover and wound his arms around the man's neck. "What do you think?" he asked.
Instead of answering, the stranger smoothed a hand up Draco's thigh, raising the short skirt as he did so. His fingers trailed lightly over Draco's naked hip before cupping an arse cheek and giving it a squeeze. Draco moaned and angled his head to press a hot kiss to his lover's neck. The stranger shifted his hand, bringing it to the front of Draco's body to brazenly fondle his bits. The man gasped. He set Draco away from him and flipped up the front of Draco's skirt. The light streaming from the club provided enough illumination to allow the stranger to get a good look at Draco's erect cock and hairless balls.
"You're killing me," he managed, reaching out to take Draco's sac in hand and caress the bare skin with his thumb. Draco swayed towards his lover. He braced himself against the man's shoulders and hummed in pleasure at the erotic touch.
They were already attracting an interested audience.
Draco wrapped his fingers around his lover's wrist and pushed the man's hand away from him. "My turn," he said, deftly undoing his lover's trousers. "Let me see what you have for me." Draco succeeded in opening the stranger's trousers, glad the man was not wearing pants. He freed his lover's heavy cock, licking his lips in anticipation. Draco dropped to his knees and took the man's cock in his mouth. He felt the stranger's body jolt and heard his lover groan in appreciation.
A hand gently cupped the back of Draco's head, urging him on. Draco tongued the crown of the stranger's prick a moment longer then took more of him in. Draco applied suction, his cheeks hollowing with the effort. He was focused on the task at hand and paid no mind to the growing crowd of voyeurs. Draco reached inside his lover's trousers to toy with the man's hair-roughened balls as he continued to fellate him. The temptation to fondle his own denuded balls was too great, and Draco's other hand delved beneath his skirt. The contrast between their scrotums was exciting, and Draco hummed around his mouthful.
"Enough," gasped the stranger.
Draco pulled off of him and looked up, shivering at the naked need he could see glittering in the man's eyes.
"I want to come inside of you," the stranger said, drawing Draco up to stand before him. He leaned close and whispered, "Can you wait until we secure a room, or would you rather I fucked you here, in front of your adoring public?"
Draco trembled with the force of his own need. "I can't wait," he said, voice breathless. Draco gasped as his lover spun him around so that Draco's back was to him. The man raised the back of Draco's skirt and parted Draco's arse cheeks. He grasped the handle of the plug Draco had inserted and gave it a twist.
Draco's hips bucked in reaction, and he spread his legs, bracing his booted feet apart. His lover pulled the plug partially out and pushed it in again. Draco quivered with the force of his desire. "Please," he whined, undulating in front of the stranger. The plug was withdrawn completely, only to be replaced by something much larger. Draco's body went still, and he held his breath. He groaned as his lover thrust forward, impaling Draco on his cock.
A murmur swept through the voyeurs as they voiced their approval of the sexual joining in front of them.
Draco's lover gave him no time to adjust. He drew back and pushed in again, hard, penetrating more deeply. The man repeated the motion until he was fucking Draco steadily, there in the gardens in full view of any who cared to watch. It was just like their first time, and Draco reveled in it. Gone was the reticence he had experienced before as he eagerly participated in this hedonistic display. Draco's hips moved back and forth, meeting his lover's strokes. He reached for his cock, only to have his hand pushed away.
The stranger grasped Draco's prick and tugged it a few times before moving lower to cup and fondle Draco's balls again. Clearly, he enjoyed the extra preparations Draco had indulged in. Draco could do little but hang on. He clutched at the arm in front of him and reached back with his other hand to wind it around his lover's neck. Draco's breath came in short, staccato pants as his stranger pounded into him.
The man's movements became more erratic, signaling he was close to orgasm. He thrust into Draco's slick hole twice more and climaxed with a throaty growl of pleasure. Even as he was pulsing inside of Draco, the stranger continued to grope Draco, rolling his balls before stroking Draco's cock. Draco cried out as his body arched, and his release spurted forth to spatter on the grass.
A collective sigh went up from their audience, and the voyeurs began to move away.
Draco sagged back against his lover, enjoying the closeness and the man's warmth. The stranger's cock softened gradually and slipped out, leaving Draco feeling empty, yet satisfied.
The man smoothed Draco's skirt down, hiding him from any lingering eyes. "Come with me," he said, voice still rough with sex.
"Where?" Draco had the presence of mind to ask.
"To my suite," said his lover. "I want you naked and spread on my bed."
Titillating Torture
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: 1370
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: Birthday gift for blossomdreams, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco returns to the club, determined to stake a claim on his lover.
Draco took his time getting ready to go to Club Coquette. He had purchased a new plug for the occasion, and he couldn't wait to insert it. First, he languished in the bath. Draco employed a depilatory spell to remove the fine hair from his legs, and he used it on his balls, too. He touched himself, gasping at how sensitive his sac felt without its familiar dusting of coarse hair.
Draco rose from the bath and toweled himself dry, marveling anew at the sensitivity of his newly denuded skin. He prepared himself carefully and inserted the plug. Draco dressed with care, donning black, fishnet stockings in place of his usual sheer black ones. He put on his red corset and short black skirt, but he eschewed the shirt he typically wore over his corset. Draco ran a comb through his hair, donned his feathered mask, and as a final touch, he added some tint to his lips.
Draco surveyed his reflection in the mirror and squared his shoulders. He was ready to claim his lover.
~*~
Draco incited a buzz of excitement when he stepped from the Floo in the lobby of Club Coquette. He performed his usual adroit maneuvers to avoid being groped as he exited the club and stepped out into the gardens. Draco was discouraged when he didn't immediately see his lover. The man had said he'd be gone for one night. What if he was also away tonight? Worse, what if Draco had been replaced in his bed?
"Did you miss me, Cinderella?"
Draco didn't realize how tense he'd become until his shoulders relaxed in relief at hearing that familiar voice. He turned to his lover with a sultry smile. "I did miss you," Draco admitted.
"Did you amuse yourself with someone else?" The stranger's voice was deceptively mild, but there was a thread of temper in the words.
Draco was heartened by the jealousy he sensed from his lover. He took a bold step closer, near enough to feel the warmth radiating from the man's body. "I waited for you," Draco said.
The stranger's lips curled in a smug smile beneath the edge of his mask. "Did you now?" he murmured. "Knowing your proclivity for sex, I reckon you're quite randy this evening."
Draco leaned his upper body into his lover and wound his arms around the man's neck. "What do you think?" he asked.
Instead of answering, the stranger smoothed a hand up Draco's thigh, raising the short skirt as he did so. His fingers trailed lightly over Draco's naked hip before cupping an arse cheek and giving it a squeeze. Draco moaned and angled his head to press a hot kiss to his lover's neck. The stranger shifted his hand, bringing it to the front of Draco's body to brazenly fondle his bits. The man gasped. He set Draco away from him and flipped up the front of Draco's skirt. The light streaming from the club provided enough illumination to allow the stranger to get a good look at Draco's erect cock and hairless balls.
"You're killing me," he managed, reaching out to take Draco's sac in hand and caress the bare skin with his thumb. Draco swayed towards his lover. He braced himself against the man's shoulders and hummed in pleasure at the erotic touch.
They were already attracting an interested audience.
Draco wrapped his fingers around his lover's wrist and pushed the man's hand away from him. "My turn," he said, deftly undoing his lover's trousers. "Let me see what you have for me." Draco succeeded in opening the stranger's trousers, glad the man was not wearing pants. He freed his lover's heavy cock, licking his lips in anticipation. Draco dropped to his knees and took the man's cock in his mouth. He felt the stranger's body jolt and heard his lover groan in appreciation.
A hand gently cupped the back of Draco's head, urging him on. Draco tongued the crown of the stranger's prick a moment longer then took more of him in. Draco applied suction, his cheeks hollowing with the effort. He was focused on the task at hand and paid no mind to the growing crowd of voyeurs. Draco reached inside his lover's trousers to toy with the man's hair-roughened balls as he continued to fellate him. The temptation to fondle his own denuded balls was too great, and Draco's other hand delved beneath his skirt. The contrast between their scrotums was exciting, and Draco hummed around his mouthful.
"Enough," gasped the stranger.
Draco pulled off of him and looked up, shivering at the naked need he could see glittering in the man's eyes.
"I want to come inside of you," the stranger said, drawing Draco up to stand before him. He leaned close and whispered, "Can you wait until we secure a room, or would you rather I fucked you here, in front of your adoring public?"
Draco trembled with the force of his own need. "I can't wait," he said, voice breathless. Draco gasped as his lover spun him around so that Draco's back was to him. The man raised the back of Draco's skirt and parted Draco's arse cheeks. He grasped the handle of the plug Draco had inserted and gave it a twist.
Draco's hips bucked in reaction, and he spread his legs, bracing his booted feet apart. His lover pulled the plug partially out and pushed it in again. Draco quivered with the force of his desire. "Please," he whined, undulating in front of the stranger. The plug was withdrawn completely, only to be replaced by something much larger. Draco's body went still, and he held his breath. He groaned as his lover thrust forward, impaling Draco on his cock.
A murmur swept through the voyeurs as they voiced their approval of the sexual joining in front of them.
Draco's lover gave him no time to adjust. He drew back and pushed in again, hard, penetrating more deeply. The man repeated the motion until he was fucking Draco steadily, there in the gardens in full view of any who cared to watch. It was just like their first time, and Draco reveled in it. Gone was the reticence he had experienced before as he eagerly participated in this hedonistic display. Draco's hips moved back and forth, meeting his lover's strokes. He reached for his cock, only to have his hand pushed away.
The stranger grasped Draco's prick and tugged it a few times before moving lower to cup and fondle Draco's balls again. Clearly, he enjoyed the extra preparations Draco had indulged in. Draco could do little but hang on. He clutched at the arm in front of him and reached back with his other hand to wind it around his lover's neck. Draco's breath came in short, staccato pants as his stranger pounded into him.
The man's movements became more erratic, signaling he was close to orgasm. He thrust into Draco's slick hole twice more and climaxed with a throaty growl of pleasure. Even as he was pulsing inside of Draco, the stranger continued to grope Draco, rolling his balls before stroking Draco's cock. Draco cried out as his body arched, and his release spurted forth to spatter on the grass.
A collective sigh went up from their audience, and the voyeurs began to move away.
Draco sagged back against his lover, enjoying the closeness and the man's warmth. The stranger's cock softened gradually and slipped out, leaving Draco feeling empty, yet satisfied.
The man smoothed Draco's skirt down, hiding him from any lingering eyes. "Come with me," he said, voice still rough with sex.
"Where?" Draco had the presence of mind to ask.
"To my suite," said his lover. "I want you naked and spread on my bed."
Titillating Torture