Sweet Surrender
Title: Sweet Surrender
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual activity
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1110
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 sally_black93, who asked for Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and his lover return to the suite for room service.
Draco took advantage of the theater's bathroom to freshen up. He donned his rumpled skirt again and rejoined his lover in the lobby. It was late, and Draco wondered if he should simply return home now.
"Are you hungry?" asked the stranger. "The restaurant isn't far from here, or we could take a moonlit stroll to my private suite, where I could treat you to...room service."
The way the man said room service sent a frisson of lust through Draco. "Let's go to your suite," he said.
The stranger took Draco's arm, and they exited into the cool night air. As they walked along the paths, they came upon several of the Club's guests engaged in amorous activities. By the time they reached the building that housed the private suites, Draco's skirt was fully tented again.
They were silent as they took the lift, then walked the corridor to the stranger's suite. When the door closed behind them, however, he boldly assessed Draco's obvious erection and drawled, "Shall I ring room service, or is it another type of service you'd like?"
Draco ran a hand over his taut stomach and paused with his fingers hovering near the bulge in his skirt. "What's on the menu?"
The stranger smirked beneath the edge of his mask. "I'd like a taste of you," he murmured.
Draco couldn't quite suppress the shiver that shot through him at his lover's words. "What are you waiting for?" he husked, plucking at his skirt and raising the material another inch.
The man took a step forward and dropped to his knees at Draco's feet. Draco caught his breath, and his cock throbbed with urgent need. "What are you hiding under there?" his lover whispered. He wrapped his hands around Draco's knees, stroking the sensitive backs with his fingertips and causing Draco to bite back a whimper. The stranger smoothed his hands upwards, caressing Draco's thighs through his silk stockings before reaching naked skin. He raised Draco's skirt with the movement, baring Draco's hairless balls and erect cock.
The stranger licked his lips, and Draco whispered, "Please."
When a wet tongue darted out to anoint the head of his penis, Draco's knees almost buckled. "Oh fuck," he breathed. His lover looked up at him, smirked, and closed his lips around the tip of Draco's cock.
A strangled whimper fell from Draco's mouth, and he swayed back, hoping for something to hold him upright. His back encountered the wall, and Draco slumped against it gratefully. He planted his booted feet as far apart as possible, providing his lover unlimited access to his sensitive flesh.
The stranger took Draco deeper, running his tongue along the underside of Draco's cock before he applied suction. Draco's head fell back and hit the wall. His lover backed off, keeping only the tip of Draco's prick in his mouth. He sucked gently on Draco's glans, then tongued Draco's frenulum.
Draco caught his breath and tangled the fingers of his right hand in his lover's hair. "I'm going to come if you keep that up," he warned.
The stranger hummed, causing Draco's hips to buck forward in reaction. A firm hand pushed him back against the wall once more. Draco wanted to thrust; he wanted to come, but he allowed his lover to set the pace. The things that man was doing with his tongue...
He could do fantastic things with his throat, too, Draco realized. His eyes were threatening to cross, and so he closed them and just surrendered to the sensation of his lover's mouth working its own brand of magic on him. Draco's lower body moved restlessly, although the stranger's hand prevented him from moving as he wanted to. He shifted his weight to his left leg and draped the right over his lover's shoulder.
The man hummed again in approval, and he used his other hand to fondle Draco's balls.
"Ungh," Draco garbled. He rolled his head side to side against the wall and tightened his fingers in the stranger's dark hair. Draco moaned in disappointment when his lover let his cock slip from his lips.
"Are you ready to come, Cinderella?" The man's voice was husky from his oral activities.
"Yes," Draco puffed. He used his heel to try to draw his lover close.
"Patience, love, I'll take care of you."
Draco's cock was engulfed in the man's hot, wet mouth once more, and he groaned at the exquisite sensation. Fingers stroked Draco's balls before venturing further to tease his rim. Draco's breathing quickened. His lover's questing digit penetrated him, and Draco climaxed with a loud, drawn-out wail of pleasure. It felt as if all of his muscles spasmed at once. His cock jerked in his lover's mouth, and the man swallowed reflexively.
As Draco came down from his sexual high, it all became too much. "No more," he gasped, tugging half-heartedly at the stranger's hair. The man released Draco with a moist pop, and he licked his lips again.
"Hot and sweet, Cinderella," he murmured. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to the thigh that was still resting on his shoulder.
Draco was grateful for the wall at his back. He knew he would slide into a sated puddle on the floor without the support.
"Whatever shall I do with you?" mused the stranger. "Here you are, legs spread so invitingly, and nothing between us but the scent of your pleasure. Would you like me to fuck you, Cinderella?"
Draco wasn't certain he would survive it, but he could no more deny his lover than he could stop the rush of blood through his veins. Rather than answer, Draco simply smiled at the man and stroked his hair.
The stranger eased Draco's leg off of his shoulder and stood up. As he did so, he transferred Draco's leg into the crook of his arm. He leaned into Draco and began kissing his neck.
Draco sighed in delight and angled his head to the side to encourage his lover's erotic kisses. His eyes drifted shut, only to slit open once more when he heard the stranger lower his zip. The stranger freed his engorged shaft and guided it to Draco's tender rim. He pushed his hips forward and spread Draco open on his cock. A quiet whine of discomfort vibrated in Draco's throat.
"Too much?" rasped his lover.
Draco shook his head. "Never enough."
Amorous Admirers
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual activity
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1110
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 sally_black93, who asked for Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and his lover return to the suite for room service.
Draco took advantage of the theater's bathroom to freshen up. He donned his rumpled skirt again and rejoined his lover in the lobby. It was late, and Draco wondered if he should simply return home now.
"Are you hungry?" asked the stranger. "The restaurant isn't far from here, or we could take a moonlit stroll to my private suite, where I could treat you to...room service."
The way the man said room service sent a frisson of lust through Draco. "Let's go to your suite," he said.
The stranger took Draco's arm, and they exited into the cool night air. As they walked along the paths, they came upon several of the Club's guests engaged in amorous activities. By the time they reached the building that housed the private suites, Draco's skirt was fully tented again.
They were silent as they took the lift, then walked the corridor to the stranger's suite. When the door closed behind them, however, he boldly assessed Draco's obvious erection and drawled, "Shall I ring room service, or is it another type of service you'd like?"
Draco ran a hand over his taut stomach and paused with his fingers hovering near the bulge in his skirt. "What's on the menu?"
The stranger smirked beneath the edge of his mask. "I'd like a taste of you," he murmured.
Draco couldn't quite suppress the shiver that shot through him at his lover's words. "What are you waiting for?" he husked, plucking at his skirt and raising the material another inch.
The man took a step forward and dropped to his knees at Draco's feet. Draco caught his breath, and his cock throbbed with urgent need. "What are you hiding under there?" his lover whispered. He wrapped his hands around Draco's knees, stroking the sensitive backs with his fingertips and causing Draco to bite back a whimper. The stranger smoothed his hands upwards, caressing Draco's thighs through his silk stockings before reaching naked skin. He raised Draco's skirt with the movement, baring Draco's hairless balls and erect cock.
The stranger licked his lips, and Draco whispered, "Please."
When a wet tongue darted out to anoint the head of his penis, Draco's knees almost buckled. "Oh fuck," he breathed. His lover looked up at him, smirked, and closed his lips around the tip of Draco's cock.
A strangled whimper fell from Draco's mouth, and he swayed back, hoping for something to hold him upright. His back encountered the wall, and Draco slumped against it gratefully. He planted his booted feet as far apart as possible, providing his lover unlimited access to his sensitive flesh.
The stranger took Draco deeper, running his tongue along the underside of Draco's cock before he applied suction. Draco's head fell back and hit the wall. His lover backed off, keeping only the tip of Draco's prick in his mouth. He sucked gently on Draco's glans, then tongued Draco's frenulum.
Draco caught his breath and tangled the fingers of his right hand in his lover's hair. "I'm going to come if you keep that up," he warned.
The stranger hummed, causing Draco's hips to buck forward in reaction. A firm hand pushed him back against the wall once more. Draco wanted to thrust; he wanted to come, but he allowed his lover to set the pace. The things that man was doing with his tongue...
He could do fantastic things with his throat, too, Draco realized. His eyes were threatening to cross, and so he closed them and just surrendered to the sensation of his lover's mouth working its own brand of magic on him. Draco's lower body moved restlessly, although the stranger's hand prevented him from moving as he wanted to. He shifted his weight to his left leg and draped the right over his lover's shoulder.
The man hummed again in approval, and he used his other hand to fondle Draco's balls.
"Ungh," Draco garbled. He rolled his head side to side against the wall and tightened his fingers in the stranger's dark hair. Draco moaned in disappointment when his lover let his cock slip from his lips.
"Are you ready to come, Cinderella?" The man's voice was husky from his oral activities.
"Yes," Draco puffed. He used his heel to try to draw his lover close.
"Patience, love, I'll take care of you."
Draco's cock was engulfed in the man's hot, wet mouth once more, and he groaned at the exquisite sensation. Fingers stroked Draco's balls before venturing further to tease his rim. Draco's breathing quickened. His lover's questing digit penetrated him, and Draco climaxed with a loud, drawn-out wail of pleasure. It felt as if all of his muscles spasmed at once. His cock jerked in his lover's mouth, and the man swallowed reflexively.
As Draco came down from his sexual high, it all became too much. "No more," he gasped, tugging half-heartedly at the stranger's hair. The man released Draco with a moist pop, and he licked his lips again.
"Hot and sweet, Cinderella," he murmured. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to the thigh that was still resting on his shoulder.
Draco was grateful for the wall at his back. He knew he would slide into a sated puddle on the floor without the support.
"Whatever shall I do with you?" mused the stranger. "Here you are, legs spread so invitingly, and nothing between us but the scent of your pleasure. Would you like me to fuck you, Cinderella?"
Draco wasn't certain he would survive it, but he could no more deny his lover than he could stop the rush of blood through his veins. Rather than answer, Draco simply smiled at the man and stroked his hair.
The stranger eased Draco's leg off of his shoulder and stood up. As he did so, he transferred Draco's leg into the crook of his arm. He leaned into Draco and began kissing his neck.
Draco sighed in delight and angled his head to the side to encourage his lover's erotic kisses. His eyes drifted shut, only to slit open once more when he heard the stranger lower his zip. The stranger freed his engorged shaft and guided it to Draco's tender rim. He pushed his hips forward and spread Draco open on his cock. A quiet whine of discomfort vibrated in Draco's throat.
"Too much?" rasped his lover.
Draco shook his head. "Never enough."
Amorous Admirers