Unicorn Manner
Title: Unicorn Manner
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, creature!fic
Word count: 1575
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 monrque, who asked for unicorn Draco as his magical inheritance publicly taking Harry as his. I went with public claiming and private taking.
♦ hp_creatures November prompt - break everything
Summary: Harry has no luck with relationships, until he takes up with Draco Malfoy.
This was it. Harry was finally going to shed his pesky virginity, and his chosen partner was just as eager to get on with it. Harry gripped the headboard and held his breath. He felt his partner move into position behind him. Harry quivered with nerves and desire...and the headboard cracked. The contents arrayed on the shelf above crashed to the floor.
"Bloody hell!"
Harry's erection deflated, and he turned a guilty glance over his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I didn't mean to break everything."
"You should probably just go," came the terse reply.
Harry nodded woodenly, dressed as quickly as he could, and made his escape.
~*~
Harry didn't want to go back to the common room set aside for the small group of Eighth year students. Instead, he left the castle and wandered out to the courtyard. He sat on a cold stone bench to watch as clouds scudded across the nearly full moon.
"That's my constellation."
Harry whipped around, hand already reaching for his wand. His shoulders relaxed when he saw the shadowy outline of Draco Malfoy, leaning against one of the columns. Harry reminded himself that Malfoy had clearly been here first, and he removed his hand from his wand.
"The constellation you're named for?" he asked, just to make polite conversation.
Malfoy approached slowly and sat at the other end of the bench. "Yes," he confirmed. "I reckon it's a Black family thing. Your godfather was named after a star."
Harry's eyes narrowed, but he detected no sarcasm nor censure in Malfoy's voice. "I thought it was a Malfoy thing," he ventured.
"No, the Malfoys have their own thing."
Now, Harry was intrigued. "What is it?"
"Will you keep it to yourself?" asked Malfoy.
"Is it anything illegal?" Harry countered.
"No, but it's not something we want bandied about."
Harry nodded. "I won't tell."
Malfoy leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Once, when magic was still strong throughout the entire land, a Malfoy fell in love with a unicorn and transfigured her into a woman so they could be together. Malfoys ever since have unicorn blood in our veins, but we won't come into our inheritance until we take a mate."
Harry found himself leaning closer, too. He was riveted by Malfoy's tale, yet not entirely sure he believed him. "That seems...incredible," he said.
"You don't believe me, Potter?"
"Do you blame me?" asked Harry.
"I can prove it."
"Yeah?"
Malfoy leaned even closer, cast a quick Lumos, and brushed his fringe out of the way. The action revealed a small nodule, in the exact center of Malfoy's forehead.
"Wicked," breathed Harry. "So, you'll gain your unicorn inheritance when you marry Daphne's sister?"
Malfoy sighed and sat back. "There's a problem with that," he said. "You see, I'm bent."
Harry's heart did a funny little flip. He'd always found Malfoy maddeningly attractive, but Harry never thought Malfoy was bent. "There's, uh, no one else you can...you know...take as a mate?"
"I don't know of any other blokes here who are bent and not currently with someone," Malfoy replied.
Harry cleared his throat. "I'm not seeing anyone at the moment."
"Bravo, Potter, but you're not bent."
Harry rubbed the back of his neck and gave a nervous chuckle. "I am, actually."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Malfoy smiled. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"
~*~
Three months later...
Harry was buzzing with nervous excitement. He and Draco were now an official couple, but they had yet to progress beyond snogging, groping, and frotting. Tonight, however, Draco had hinted that he may be willing to consummate their relationship.
"Why are we going to the forest?" Harry asked.
"I want to introduce you to the other unicorns," Draco replied.
The announcement only exacerbated Harry's nerves. This sounded serious. "What if they don't like me?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Harry. You eliminated the Dark Lord. Of course, the unicorns will like you. They already do."
They continued into the forest. Draco seemed to know where he was going, and Harry was content to allow him to lead. They halted in a small clearing.
Draco turned to Harry. "Are you ready?"
Harry gulped and nodded.
A unicorn glided out of the trees, followed by another and another. In short order, Draco and Harry were surrounded by the pure white creatures. Draco moved behind Harry and placed both hands on his shoulders. The unicorns responded by dipping their heads and pointing their horns downward.
"What are they doing?" Harry whispered.
"They're acknowledging my claim on you," Draco whispered back.
"Claim?"
"Mmhmm."
Harry gulped again, and his heart raced with nervous excitement.
The unicorns withdrew, one by one, until Harry and Draco were alone in the clearing once more.
"Are you ready?" Draco asked again.
"Ready for what?" Harry countered. He had a good idea what Draco was referring to, but he didn't want to assume anything.
"I'm going to stake my claim, if that's acceptable to you," Draco replied.
Harry gave a short nod. "Yeah, that...yeah."
Draco smiled at him and produced a small flannel from his pocket. He enlarged it with a spell and spread it on the ground. He toed off his shoes and sat down. Harry did the same, joining Draco on the blanket. Before Harry could speak, Draco leaned close and pressed their mouths together. Harry ended up on his back, with Draco draped over him. This time, instead of simply aligning their groins and frotting against Harry, Draco began to tug Harry's clothing off.
Harry shivered in the chill night air when he was finally naked, but Draco's body next to him was warm. He pressed closer. The feel of Draco's cock prodding his hip was driving Harry mad with desire. He opened his legs in an attempt to entice Draco to take him. Harry groaned in frustration when Draco sat up and moved away.
"I need you on all fours," Draco said, voice rough with suppressed lust.
Harry turned over and assumed the position. "Don't make me wait," he pleaded. Too many times before, he'd come this close but never been able to consummate the relationship with his previous boyfriends.
"Sh, I'll take care of you," Draco soothed. He produced a small bottle from his cast-off clothing and used the contents to slick his cock. Draco crawled back to Harry and rose to his knees behind him. He swiped his thumb over Harry's entrance, rubbing excess lubricant over the furled flesh. Draco then pressed his thumb inside, causing Harry to gasp and jerk in place.
"You're tight," said Draco. "I can't wait to push my cock inside of you."
"Now, Draco, please," Harry panted. He added a silent plea that nothing go wrong this time. Harry's breath stalled when he felt something much larger than Draco's thumb pressing against his entrance. He bleated in pain and shock when Draco penetrated him with his thick cock.
Draco halted, but he didn't withdraw. He caressed Harry's hips and stroked his back. "Breathe," he commanded.
Harry exhaled on a rush of air. "That...that hurts," he muttered.
"Just relax and let me in."
Harry's arms were trembling, and he sank down to rest on his elbows. He concentrated on his breathing, and his muscles gradually relaxed.
Draco thrust in deeper.
Harry clenched his teeth to stifle another cry of discomfort. He'd wanted this, needed it, and he wasn't going to stop now. The worst was over; he was no longer a virgin. Draco bottomed out and drew back, only to plunge in deep again. Harry's erection flagged as his body struggled to adjust to the invasion of Draco's rigid cock. He gasped when he felt cool fingers close around his prick and squeeze. Harry's hips lurched into motion, his movements orchestrated by Draco's hand on him. After a few awkward moments, they were moving in tandem. It was uncomfortable and tremendous all at once.
"Come on, Harry," Draco huffed. "I want you to come before I do."
"Oh god, oh god," moaned Harry. He thrust himself into Draco's hand and drew back, only to be stuffed full of Draco's cock. It was hot and messy and brilliant, and he couldn't believe he'd gone so long without experiencing this. Harry's muscles tightened, and his balls drew up. He'd wanked often enough to recognize the signs of impending orgasm.
"Draco, I'm...ohgodohgodohgod!" Harry shouted as he climaxed. The fact that he was stretched full of Draco's cock intensified the sensation, and Harry's voice broke on a near-sob as he spurted over Draco's fingers. When it was over, Harry subsided into quivers. He ended up with his cheek pressed to the blanket as Draco continued thrusting into him.
Draco stiffened and filled Harry with the wet pulses of his release. He withdrew carefully and lay down, tugging Harry closer and spooning him. Draco dragged one side of the blanket over to cover them with it.
"You're mine now, Harry," he murmured. "I claimed your virginal body in the manner of a unicorn, and now we are bonded."
Harry's heavy eyes opened wide. He craned to peer at Draco over one shoulder. "How did you know I was a virgin?"
"I placed a magical claim on you years ago," Draco replied. "My unicorn magic prevented you from being taken by any other until I was ready to claim you."
Harry tensed. "But, you said you didn't know I was bent!"
Draco's eyes and teeth gleamed in the moonlight. "I lied."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, creature!fic
Word count: 1575
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 monrque, who asked for unicorn Draco as his magical inheritance publicly taking Harry as his. I went with public claiming and private taking.
♦ hp_creatures November prompt - break everything
Summary: Harry has no luck with relationships, until he takes up with Draco Malfoy.
This was it. Harry was finally going to shed his pesky virginity, and his chosen partner was just as eager to get on with it. Harry gripped the headboard and held his breath. He felt his partner move into position behind him. Harry quivered with nerves and desire...and the headboard cracked. The contents arrayed on the shelf above crashed to the floor.
"Bloody hell!"
Harry's erection deflated, and he turned a guilty glance over his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I didn't mean to break everything."
"You should probably just go," came the terse reply.
Harry nodded woodenly, dressed as quickly as he could, and made his escape.
~*~
Harry didn't want to go back to the common room set aside for the small group of Eighth year students. Instead, he left the castle and wandered out to the courtyard. He sat on a cold stone bench to watch as clouds scudded across the nearly full moon.
"That's my constellation."
Harry whipped around, hand already reaching for his wand. His shoulders relaxed when he saw the shadowy outline of Draco Malfoy, leaning against one of the columns. Harry reminded himself that Malfoy had clearly been here first, and he removed his hand from his wand.
"The constellation you're named for?" he asked, just to make polite conversation.
Malfoy approached slowly and sat at the other end of the bench. "Yes," he confirmed. "I reckon it's a Black family thing. Your godfather was named after a star."
Harry's eyes narrowed, but he detected no sarcasm nor censure in Malfoy's voice. "I thought it was a Malfoy thing," he ventured.
"No, the Malfoys have their own thing."
Now, Harry was intrigued. "What is it?"
"Will you keep it to yourself?" asked Malfoy.
"Is it anything illegal?" Harry countered.
"No, but it's not something we want bandied about."
Harry nodded. "I won't tell."
Malfoy leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Once, when magic was still strong throughout the entire land, a Malfoy fell in love with a unicorn and transfigured her into a woman so they could be together. Malfoys ever since have unicorn blood in our veins, but we won't come into our inheritance until we take a mate."
Harry found himself leaning closer, too. He was riveted by Malfoy's tale, yet not entirely sure he believed him. "That seems...incredible," he said.
"You don't believe me, Potter?"
"Do you blame me?" asked Harry.
"I can prove it."
"Yeah?"
Malfoy leaned even closer, cast a quick Lumos, and brushed his fringe out of the way. The action revealed a small nodule, in the exact center of Malfoy's forehead.
"Wicked," breathed Harry. "So, you'll gain your unicorn inheritance when you marry Daphne's sister?"
Malfoy sighed and sat back. "There's a problem with that," he said. "You see, I'm bent."
Harry's heart did a funny little flip. He'd always found Malfoy maddeningly attractive, but Harry never thought Malfoy was bent. "There's, uh, no one else you can...you know...take as a mate?"
"I don't know of any other blokes here who are bent and not currently with someone," Malfoy replied.
Harry cleared his throat. "I'm not seeing anyone at the moment."
"Bravo, Potter, but you're not bent."
Harry rubbed the back of his neck and gave a nervous chuckle. "I am, actually."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Malfoy smiled. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"
~*~
Three months later...
Harry was buzzing with nervous excitement. He and Draco were now an official couple, but they had yet to progress beyond snogging, groping, and frotting. Tonight, however, Draco had hinted that he may be willing to consummate their relationship.
"Why are we going to the forest?" Harry asked.
"I want to introduce you to the other unicorns," Draco replied.
The announcement only exacerbated Harry's nerves. This sounded serious. "What if they don't like me?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Harry. You eliminated the Dark Lord. Of course, the unicorns will like you. They already do."
They continued into the forest. Draco seemed to know where he was going, and Harry was content to allow him to lead. They halted in a small clearing.
Draco turned to Harry. "Are you ready?"
Harry gulped and nodded.
A unicorn glided out of the trees, followed by another and another. In short order, Draco and Harry were surrounded by the pure white creatures. Draco moved behind Harry and placed both hands on his shoulders. The unicorns responded by dipping their heads and pointing their horns downward.
"What are they doing?" Harry whispered.
"They're acknowledging my claim on you," Draco whispered back.
"Claim?"
"Mmhmm."
Harry gulped again, and his heart raced with nervous excitement.
The unicorns withdrew, one by one, until Harry and Draco were alone in the clearing once more.
"Are you ready?" Draco asked again.
"Ready for what?" Harry countered. He had a good idea what Draco was referring to, but he didn't want to assume anything.
"I'm going to stake my claim, if that's acceptable to you," Draco replied.
Harry gave a short nod. "Yeah, that...yeah."
Draco smiled at him and produced a small flannel from his pocket. He enlarged it with a spell and spread it on the ground. He toed off his shoes and sat down. Harry did the same, joining Draco on the blanket. Before Harry could speak, Draco leaned close and pressed their mouths together. Harry ended up on his back, with Draco draped over him. This time, instead of simply aligning their groins and frotting against Harry, Draco began to tug Harry's clothing off.
Harry shivered in the chill night air when he was finally naked, but Draco's body next to him was warm. He pressed closer. The feel of Draco's cock prodding his hip was driving Harry mad with desire. He opened his legs in an attempt to entice Draco to take him. Harry groaned in frustration when Draco sat up and moved away.
"I need you on all fours," Draco said, voice rough with suppressed lust.
Harry turned over and assumed the position. "Don't make me wait," he pleaded. Too many times before, he'd come this close but never been able to consummate the relationship with his previous boyfriends.
"Sh, I'll take care of you," Draco soothed. He produced a small bottle from his cast-off clothing and used the contents to slick his cock. Draco crawled back to Harry and rose to his knees behind him. He swiped his thumb over Harry's entrance, rubbing excess lubricant over the furled flesh. Draco then pressed his thumb inside, causing Harry to gasp and jerk in place.
"You're tight," said Draco. "I can't wait to push my cock inside of you."
"Now, Draco, please," Harry panted. He added a silent plea that nothing go wrong this time. Harry's breath stalled when he felt something much larger than Draco's thumb pressing against his entrance. He bleated in pain and shock when Draco penetrated him with his thick cock.
Draco halted, but he didn't withdraw. He caressed Harry's hips and stroked his back. "Breathe," he commanded.
Harry exhaled on a rush of air. "That...that hurts," he muttered.
"Just relax and let me in."
Harry's arms were trembling, and he sank down to rest on his elbows. He concentrated on his breathing, and his muscles gradually relaxed.
Draco thrust in deeper.
Harry clenched his teeth to stifle another cry of discomfort. He'd wanted this, needed it, and he wasn't going to stop now. The worst was over; he was no longer a virgin. Draco bottomed out and drew back, only to plunge in deep again. Harry's erection flagged as his body struggled to adjust to the invasion of Draco's rigid cock. He gasped when he felt cool fingers close around his prick and squeeze. Harry's hips lurched into motion, his movements orchestrated by Draco's hand on him. After a few awkward moments, they were moving in tandem. It was uncomfortable and tremendous all at once.
"Come on, Harry," Draco huffed. "I want you to come before I do."
"Oh god, oh god," moaned Harry. He thrust himself into Draco's hand and drew back, only to be stuffed full of Draco's cock. It was hot and messy and brilliant, and he couldn't believe he'd gone so long without experiencing this. Harry's muscles tightened, and his balls drew up. He'd wanked often enough to recognize the signs of impending orgasm.
"Draco, I'm...ohgodohgodohgod!" Harry shouted as he climaxed. The fact that he was stretched full of Draco's cock intensified the sensation, and Harry's voice broke on a near-sob as he spurted over Draco's fingers. When it was over, Harry subsided into quivers. He ended up with his cheek pressed to the blanket as Draco continued thrusting into him.
Draco stiffened and filled Harry with the wet pulses of his release. He withdrew carefully and lay down, tugging Harry closer and spooning him. Draco dragged one side of the blanket over to cover them with it.
"You're mine now, Harry," he murmured. "I claimed your virginal body in the manner of a unicorn, and now we are bonded."
Harry's heavy eyes opened wide. He craned to peer at Draco over one shoulder. "How did you know I was a virgin?"
"I placed a magical claim on you years ago," Draco replied. "My unicorn magic prevented you from being taken by any other until I was ready to claim you."
Harry tensed. "But, you said you didn't know I was bent!"
Draco's eyes and teeth gleamed in the moonlight. "I lied."