Completely Consumed
Title: Completely Consumed
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual activity, exhibitionism, voyeurism
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1320
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 herumtreiber, who asked for Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and Zee put on a show in the gardens.
Draco and Zee agreed to take an evening off. Draco used the time away from his lover to finish reading a book that had been languishing on his bed side table. Draco's cock was unhappy with the separation from Zee, however brief, and he had a wank in the shower before going to bed that night alone.
The following evening, Draco drew on a pair of black silk stockings, inserted a new plug, then put on a short black dress. It was the one that Zee had given him as a gift. The dress was fairly modest in front, but Draco's back was left bare by the plunging back of the dress. He stepped into his customary black ankle boots, donned his feathered mask, and went to the Floo in his suite. Draco stepped into the enlarged space and tossed down a pinch of powder.
"Club Coquette!"
Draco made his way through the throng of people who were gathered in the club's lobby. One bloke propositioned him, but Draco turned him down with a slight shake of his head. He ventured into the gardens and drew in a breath of cool, fresh air. Draco looked around and was disappointed when he realized Zee wasn't waiting for him. He shrugged it off. It only seemed fair that he should be the one waiting for once.
Draco meandered farther into the garden. He found a waist-high stone wall, still within sight of the French doors that led into the club itself. Draco hoisted himself up on the wall, shivering as the movement made him keenly aware of the plug in his arse. From his perch, Draco observed the comings and goings of other club patrons. Some of them were coming more so than going, and watching other people engaged in sex was making Draco ache with his own arousal. He swung one booted foot impatiently as he awaited Zee's arrival.
Draco was forced to rebuff several other advances before Zee finally put in an appearance.
"Have you been waiting long, Cinderella?"
"Yes."
Zee chuckled. "I can tell you are cross with me, and I don't blame you," he said. "I had every intention of waiting for you in the gardens, but unfortunately, duty called."
Zee stepped closer, and Draco's body angled towards his lover's warmth. Zee placed a hand on Draco's knee, caressing him through the silk stocking. "No wonder you're so irritable," Zee murmured. "Your cock must be positively throbbing, yeah?"
"Yeah," Draco breathed. He wanted Zee's hand to slide higher, to slip beneath the hem of his short dress and take hold of his hard cock.
"Does your arse ache, too?" asked Zee. "Does it ache to be filled by my thick cock?" As he spoke, he placed his other hand on Draco's opposite knee and parted Draco's legs.
Draco opened for Zee, the moan that caught in his throat the only answer he could muster to his lover's question.
"Shall I ease your ache right now, Cinderella?"
Draco's breath caught at the naughty suggestion. Already, some voyeurs had halted nearby, eager for a show. The thought of indulging them excited Draco. He spread his legs wider and hooked one foot behind Zee's arse, urging him closer.
A wicked grin flashed beneath Zee's mask. "Are you ready for me, Cinderella?"
"I'm always ready for you, lover," Draco all but purred.
Zee walked his fingers up the insides of Draco's thighs, pausing to stroke Draco's skin once his fingers reached the edge of Draco's stockings. Zee's fingers went higher, lightly brushing Draco's hairless balls.
Draco jumped at the intimate contact, and a trembling sigh fell from his lips.
"Would you like me to bring you off with my hand, or would you rather I fucked you into oblivion?"
"I want your cock," Draco whispered.
"That's what I was hoping you would say." Zee ran one finger up the underside of Draco's cock, dragging another moan from Draco's throat. Zee smiled again, and his fingers trailed lower. He reached past Draco's tight balls and located the protruding handle of Draco's glass plug. Zee tugged on it gently, and Draco clenched his teeth to stifle his needy whimper. Zee twisted the plug before partially withdrawing it, then he pushed it back in.
Draco clung to his lover's shoulders and thrust his hips up. "More," he panted, "I need more."
"Do you need my big cock in there, stretching your rim and filling up your greedy little hole?"
"Yes, yes, please," moaned Draco.
Zee drew on the plug, pulling it from Draco's clasping body. He pocketed the glass toy before working to undo the flies of his trousers.
Draco watched, pulse pounding in anticipation as Zee freed his rampant cock. Draco scooted forward on the top of the wall, grateful for the silky material that prevented his naked arse from being abraded by the rough stone.
Zee lined his cock up with Draco's entrance and claimed his place with one, swift thrust. Draco cried out and arched back, still clutching his lover's shoulders for balance. Some of the bolder voyeurs moved in closer, not wanting to miss the wanton spectacle of debauchery in their midst. Draco paid them no heed; his mask preserved his anonymity, and here, he could unleash his latent exhibitionist side.
Zee wrapped one arm around Draco, his open palm splayed over the bare skin of Draco's back. With his right hand, he captured Draco's left thigh and raised it, displaying the intimacy of their joining for all to see. Zee's cock worked in and out of Draco's slick hole, stretching him wide and filling him, just as he'd promised.
Draco's thighs tightened around Zee, clinging to him as he pushed his hips up to meet each savage stroke. Zee wasn't being gentle, but Draco was in no mood for gentle. He craved a good, hard fuck, and Zee was giving it to him. Draco's head lolled back and his mouth fell open. Animalistic sounds of carnal pleasure fell from his lips, punctuated by Zee's guttural grunts. Zee was pounding into Draco, possessing him with his cock and marking Draco with the bruising grip of his fingers. Draco loved it. He was completely consumed with his desire for this man, and Draco didn't care who crowded around them to witness their coupling.
Draco dropped one hand from Zee's shoulder and tugged the hem of his dress up to his waist. He took his cock in hand and began jerking his throbbing flesh in time with Zee's thrusts. Draco's voice rose, his cries coming louder, until he climaxed with a paean of rapture.
A collective sigh escaped the voyeurs as Draco milked his cock, release spattering his dress and spilling over his fingers. Draco's muscles spasmed around Zee's cock, clenching and squeezing until Zee was shouting his own pleasure aloud as he pulsed inside of Draco.
Zee dropped Draco's leg and braced himself on the top of the wall. He stood between Draco's shaking thighs, both of them panting for breath. Their audience murmured in appreciation before drifting away.
Draco sagged against Zee, thinking that he could happily remain like this, joined to his lover while twitching with the after effects of an intense orgasm. Zee's cock softened inside of Draco, and he eventually pulled out with a reluctant groan. He remained standing between Draco's splayed thighs, idly caressing the soft skin of Draco's hips.
"Do you think you can walk?" asked Zee.
Draco leaned forward and rested his forehead on Zee's shoulder. "Not yet," he muttered.
Sexy Silhouettes
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sexual activity, exhibitionism, voyeurism
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 1320
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 herumtreiber, who asked for Club Coquette
Summary: Draco and Zee put on a show in the gardens.
Draco and Zee agreed to take an evening off. Draco used the time away from his lover to finish reading a book that had been languishing on his bed side table. Draco's cock was unhappy with the separation from Zee, however brief, and he had a wank in the shower before going to bed that night alone.
The following evening, Draco drew on a pair of black silk stockings, inserted a new plug, then put on a short black dress. It was the one that Zee had given him as a gift. The dress was fairly modest in front, but Draco's back was left bare by the plunging back of the dress. He stepped into his customary black ankle boots, donned his feathered mask, and went to the Floo in his suite. Draco stepped into the enlarged space and tossed down a pinch of powder.
"Club Coquette!"
Draco made his way through the throng of people who were gathered in the club's lobby. One bloke propositioned him, but Draco turned him down with a slight shake of his head. He ventured into the gardens and drew in a breath of cool, fresh air. Draco looked around and was disappointed when he realized Zee wasn't waiting for him. He shrugged it off. It only seemed fair that he should be the one waiting for once.
Draco meandered farther into the garden. He found a waist-high stone wall, still within sight of the French doors that led into the club itself. Draco hoisted himself up on the wall, shivering as the movement made him keenly aware of the plug in his arse. From his perch, Draco observed the comings and goings of other club patrons. Some of them were coming more so than going, and watching other people engaged in sex was making Draco ache with his own arousal. He swung one booted foot impatiently as he awaited Zee's arrival.
Draco was forced to rebuff several other advances before Zee finally put in an appearance.
"Have you been waiting long, Cinderella?"
"Yes."
Zee chuckled. "I can tell you are cross with me, and I don't blame you," he said. "I had every intention of waiting for you in the gardens, but unfortunately, duty called."
Zee stepped closer, and Draco's body angled towards his lover's warmth. Zee placed a hand on Draco's knee, caressing him through the silk stocking. "No wonder you're so irritable," Zee murmured. "Your cock must be positively throbbing, yeah?"
"Yeah," Draco breathed. He wanted Zee's hand to slide higher, to slip beneath the hem of his short dress and take hold of his hard cock.
"Does your arse ache, too?" asked Zee. "Does it ache to be filled by my thick cock?" As he spoke, he placed his other hand on Draco's opposite knee and parted Draco's legs.
Draco opened for Zee, the moan that caught in his throat the only answer he could muster to his lover's question.
"Shall I ease your ache right now, Cinderella?"
Draco's breath caught at the naughty suggestion. Already, some voyeurs had halted nearby, eager for a show. The thought of indulging them excited Draco. He spread his legs wider and hooked one foot behind Zee's arse, urging him closer.
A wicked grin flashed beneath Zee's mask. "Are you ready for me, Cinderella?"
"I'm always ready for you, lover," Draco all but purred.
Zee walked his fingers up the insides of Draco's thighs, pausing to stroke Draco's skin once his fingers reached the edge of Draco's stockings. Zee's fingers went higher, lightly brushing Draco's hairless balls.
Draco jumped at the intimate contact, and a trembling sigh fell from his lips.
"Would you like me to bring you off with my hand, or would you rather I fucked you into oblivion?"
"I want your cock," Draco whispered.
"That's what I was hoping you would say." Zee ran one finger up the underside of Draco's cock, dragging another moan from Draco's throat. Zee smiled again, and his fingers trailed lower. He reached past Draco's tight balls and located the protruding handle of Draco's glass plug. Zee tugged on it gently, and Draco clenched his teeth to stifle his needy whimper. Zee twisted the plug before partially withdrawing it, then he pushed it back in.
Draco clung to his lover's shoulders and thrust his hips up. "More," he panted, "I need more."
"Do you need my big cock in there, stretching your rim and filling up your greedy little hole?"
"Yes, yes, please," moaned Draco.
Zee drew on the plug, pulling it from Draco's clasping body. He pocketed the glass toy before working to undo the flies of his trousers.
Draco watched, pulse pounding in anticipation as Zee freed his rampant cock. Draco scooted forward on the top of the wall, grateful for the silky material that prevented his naked arse from being abraded by the rough stone.
Zee lined his cock up with Draco's entrance and claimed his place with one, swift thrust. Draco cried out and arched back, still clutching his lover's shoulders for balance. Some of the bolder voyeurs moved in closer, not wanting to miss the wanton spectacle of debauchery in their midst. Draco paid them no heed; his mask preserved his anonymity, and here, he could unleash his latent exhibitionist side.
Zee wrapped one arm around Draco, his open palm splayed over the bare skin of Draco's back. With his right hand, he captured Draco's left thigh and raised it, displaying the intimacy of their joining for all to see. Zee's cock worked in and out of Draco's slick hole, stretching him wide and filling him, just as he'd promised.
Draco's thighs tightened around Zee, clinging to him as he pushed his hips up to meet each savage stroke. Zee wasn't being gentle, but Draco was in no mood for gentle. He craved a good, hard fuck, and Zee was giving it to him. Draco's head lolled back and his mouth fell open. Animalistic sounds of carnal pleasure fell from his lips, punctuated by Zee's guttural grunts. Zee was pounding into Draco, possessing him with his cock and marking Draco with the bruising grip of his fingers. Draco loved it. He was completely consumed with his desire for this man, and Draco didn't care who crowded around them to witness their coupling.
Draco dropped one hand from Zee's shoulder and tugged the hem of his dress up to his waist. He took his cock in hand and began jerking his throbbing flesh in time with Zee's thrusts. Draco's voice rose, his cries coming louder, until he climaxed with a paean of rapture.
A collective sigh escaped the voyeurs as Draco milked his cock, release spattering his dress and spilling over his fingers. Draco's muscles spasmed around Zee's cock, clenching and squeezing until Zee was shouting his own pleasure aloud as he pulsed inside of Draco.
Zee dropped Draco's leg and braced himself on the top of the wall. He stood between Draco's shaking thighs, both of them panting for breath. Their audience murmured in appreciation before drifting away.
Draco sagged against Zee, thinking that he could happily remain like this, joined to his lover while twitching with the after effects of an intense orgasm. Zee's cock softened inside of Draco, and he eventually pulled out with a reluctant groan. He remained standing between Draco's splayed thighs, idly caressing the soft skin of Draco's hips.
"Do you think you can walk?" asked Zee.
Draco leaned forward and rested his forehead on Zee's shoulder. "Not yet," he muttered.
Sexy Silhouettes