Passionate Performer
Title: Passionate Performer
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1160
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 lijahlover, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco's lover has a confession to make.
An owl pecking at his window woke Draco up. He groaned and rolled over, putting his back to the window and dragging a pillow over his head. The owl pecked harder.
"Bloody hell," Draco muttered. He kicked himself free of the blankets and rolled out of bed, wincing at the lingering soreness he felt from last night's depravities. Draco made his way slowly to the window, glaring daggers at the owl the entire time. The bird blinked innocently back at him.
Draco opened the window and snapped at the owl when it swooped inside. "This had better be an emergency!" The owl gave a soft hoot and fluffed its feathers, as if trying to look larger and more menacing. Draco rolled his eyes and snatched the message from the owl's leg. He unfurled the parchment and read the note:
Darling, Mrs Trowbridge and Todd will be joining us for dinner this evening. I have gone to place an order with the local bakery, but when I return, I shall expect to see you so that we may converse before our guests arrive.
~ Mum
Draco groaned, trudged back to his bed and fell across it, face first. "If anyone mentions marriage this evening, I shall off myself," he muttered aloud.
The owl responded with a quiet hoot, and Draco hoped it wasn't mocking him.
His mum didn't mince any words. As soon as they sat down to tea in her favorite parlor, she broached the subject Draco was dreading.
"Draco, I am not getting any younger, and my fondest wish is to see you settled."
Draco was proud of himself for not spilling his tea. "Mum, you are 25 years older than I. You'll be here another 100 years or more."
"That is hardly the point, darling. Todd fancies you and-"
"I'm going to stop you right there," Draco interjected. Inwardly, he cringed at his rudeness, but he was in no mood to listen to his mother extol Todd the Troll's virtues. "Todd seems like a nice person, and I realize he comes from a good family. However, I find him as dull as a dirty Galleon. If you and his mother are in matchmaking mode, kindly cease and desist."
His mother's lips thinned, but Draco refused to back down. He wasn't going to subject himself to Todd the Troll simply to mollify his mother.
"Very well, Draco," she said in a frosty tone. "Nevertheless, I expect you to be a gracious host this evening."
Draco stepped from the Floo and into the comforting chaos of Club Coquette. He'd finally escaped the Manor, after manning up and performing his hosting duties on his mum's behalf. With luck, he would never have to suffer Todd's cloying presence again.
Draco had eschewed his usual club attired in favor of wearing his black leather trousers, black shirt, and plain black mask. Zee had seen him in this outfit before, so he needn't worry his lover might not recognize him. Indeed, shortly after Draco stepped out of the club's foyer and into the gardens, Zee appeared.
"Ah, there you are, Cinderella. Or, shall I call you Cinderfella tonight?"
Draco's lips quirked in a wry grin. "I am afraid I have had enough of being ogled and pawed this evening; thus, the choice of attire."
"If you do not wish to be ogled and pawed, you have come to the wrong place," teased Zee. "May I at least ogle you from afar? Your arse looks tremendous in those trousers."
Draco approached his lover and looped his arms around Zee's neck. "From you, such behavior is always welcome," he said.
"Todd the Troll?" guessed Zee, reaching around to clasp Draco's arse in both hands.
"Mm," Draco mumbled in answer. He tilted his head and pressed his lips to Zee's neck. He smiled when he felt Zee shiver.
"If...ahem, if you've no wish to be ogled any more tonight, I suggest you stop molesting me, Cinderella."
"Oh?" Draco queried before nibbling on Zee's earlobe.
"I may have to shag you right here and now, in front of an audience," warned Zee. His fingers continued to knead Draco's bum in an enticing fashion.
Draco didn't want to stop, but he truly was done being leered at for the night. He raised his head regretfully and took a step back. "Find us some privacy," he said.
Draco had no idea why the theater wasn't in use this evening, but he was glad of it. He was currently sprawled across the large bed on stage, divested of every stitch of clothing but for the mask covering the upper half of his face. Zee was between Draco's legs, hips pumping leisurely. Draco wasn't in the mood for leisurely; he wanted it hard and fast. He raised one leg and dug his heel into Zee's arse.
Zee jolted forward before chuckling, his warm breath tickling Draco's ear. "Eager are we, Cinderella?"
"Stop...stop teasing and fuck me already."
"Mm, I'll fuck you good, Cinderella," Zee rumbled. He thrust in and rolled his hips, causing Draco's eyes to roll back. "It's just you and me here," Zee added in a husky whisper. "Or...is it? Perhaps there's an entire audience, silent and hidden in the dark beyond the stage."
"Oh god," Draco whimpered. The thought shouldn't turn him on so, but he'd become a shameless exhibitionist since frequenting Club Coquette. Draco was now a passionate performer for his lover's predilection and the delight of his anonymous admirers.
Draco raised his hips to meet Zee's next thrust, twisting his body and wrapping both legs around his lover's waist. "H-harder."
Zee gave him what he wanted, pounding Draco full again and again until he came with a wordless, keening cry of pleasure. His entire body tightened and spasmed, and his ejaculate became smeared between them as Zee continued moving on him. Draco sighed and let his legs fall away limply. The sensation of Zee stroking his inner walls was still enjoyable, but the friction against his cock, where it was trapped between their bodies, was becoming too much. Draco squirmed, earning him a growl from his lover.
"Just a...minute more," huffed Zee. He thrust in once, twice, then stiffened above Draco and pulsed inside of him. Zee let his weight settle atop Draco, but Draco welcomed it. With Zee, his anonymous lover, he felt more cherished than he ever had with any other man.
Draco sifted his fingers through Zee's hair, toying a bit with the ties of his mask. It was tempting to simply undo the ties, but that was not his decision to make. He sighed in regret when Zee drew back, easing out of him and uncoupling their bodies.
"Was that what you needed, Cinderella?"
"Mm-hm."
"Can Todd the Troll pleasure you like that?"
Draco's nose wrinkled. "He's never getting the opportunity to try."
"That's good," said Zee, tugging Draco more firmly against him. "I find I don't like the thought of sharing you."
Tantalizing Touch
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1160
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 lijahlover, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco's lover has a confession to make.
An owl pecking at his window woke Draco up. He groaned and rolled over, putting his back to the window and dragging a pillow over his head. The owl pecked harder.
"Bloody hell," Draco muttered. He kicked himself free of the blankets and rolled out of bed, wincing at the lingering soreness he felt from last night's depravities. Draco made his way slowly to the window, glaring daggers at the owl the entire time. The bird blinked innocently back at him.
Draco opened the window and snapped at the owl when it swooped inside. "This had better be an emergency!" The owl gave a soft hoot and fluffed its feathers, as if trying to look larger and more menacing. Draco rolled his eyes and snatched the message from the owl's leg. He unfurled the parchment and read the note:
Darling, Mrs Trowbridge and Todd will be joining us for dinner this evening. I have gone to place an order with the local bakery, but when I return, I shall expect to see you so that we may converse before our guests arrive.
~ Mum
Draco groaned, trudged back to his bed and fell across it, face first. "If anyone mentions marriage this evening, I shall off myself," he muttered aloud.
The owl responded with a quiet hoot, and Draco hoped it wasn't mocking him.
His mum didn't mince any words. As soon as they sat down to tea in her favorite parlor, she broached the subject Draco was dreading.
"Draco, I am not getting any younger, and my fondest wish is to see you settled."
Draco was proud of himself for not spilling his tea. "Mum, you are 25 years older than I. You'll be here another 100 years or more."
"That is hardly the point, darling. Todd fancies you and-"
"I'm going to stop you right there," Draco interjected. Inwardly, he cringed at his rudeness, but he was in no mood to listen to his mother extol Todd the Troll's virtues. "Todd seems like a nice person, and I realize he comes from a good family. However, I find him as dull as a dirty Galleon. If you and his mother are in matchmaking mode, kindly cease and desist."
His mother's lips thinned, but Draco refused to back down. He wasn't going to subject himself to Todd the Troll simply to mollify his mother.
"Very well, Draco," she said in a frosty tone. "Nevertheless, I expect you to be a gracious host this evening."
Draco stepped from the Floo and into the comforting chaos of Club Coquette. He'd finally escaped the Manor, after manning up and performing his hosting duties on his mum's behalf. With luck, he would never have to suffer Todd's cloying presence again.
Draco had eschewed his usual club attired in favor of wearing his black leather trousers, black shirt, and plain black mask. Zee had seen him in this outfit before, so he needn't worry his lover might not recognize him. Indeed, shortly after Draco stepped out of the club's foyer and into the gardens, Zee appeared.
"Ah, there you are, Cinderella. Or, shall I call you Cinderfella tonight?"
Draco's lips quirked in a wry grin. "I am afraid I have had enough of being ogled and pawed this evening; thus, the choice of attire."
"If you do not wish to be ogled and pawed, you have come to the wrong place," teased Zee. "May I at least ogle you from afar? Your arse looks tremendous in those trousers."
Draco approached his lover and looped his arms around Zee's neck. "From you, such behavior is always welcome," he said.
"Todd the Troll?" guessed Zee, reaching around to clasp Draco's arse in both hands.
"Mm," Draco mumbled in answer. He tilted his head and pressed his lips to Zee's neck. He smiled when he felt Zee shiver.
"If...ahem, if you've no wish to be ogled any more tonight, I suggest you stop molesting me, Cinderella."
"Oh?" Draco queried before nibbling on Zee's earlobe.
"I may have to shag you right here and now, in front of an audience," warned Zee. His fingers continued to knead Draco's bum in an enticing fashion.
Draco didn't want to stop, but he truly was done being leered at for the night. He raised his head regretfully and took a step back. "Find us some privacy," he said.
Draco had no idea why the theater wasn't in use this evening, but he was glad of it. He was currently sprawled across the large bed on stage, divested of every stitch of clothing but for the mask covering the upper half of his face. Zee was between Draco's legs, hips pumping leisurely. Draco wasn't in the mood for leisurely; he wanted it hard and fast. He raised one leg and dug his heel into Zee's arse.
Zee jolted forward before chuckling, his warm breath tickling Draco's ear. "Eager are we, Cinderella?"
"Stop...stop teasing and fuck me already."
"Mm, I'll fuck you good, Cinderella," Zee rumbled. He thrust in and rolled his hips, causing Draco's eyes to roll back. "It's just you and me here," Zee added in a husky whisper. "Or...is it? Perhaps there's an entire audience, silent and hidden in the dark beyond the stage."
"Oh god," Draco whimpered. The thought shouldn't turn him on so, but he'd become a shameless exhibitionist since frequenting Club Coquette. Draco was now a passionate performer for his lover's predilection and the delight of his anonymous admirers.
Draco raised his hips to meet Zee's next thrust, twisting his body and wrapping both legs around his lover's waist. "H-harder."
Zee gave him what he wanted, pounding Draco full again and again until he came with a wordless, keening cry of pleasure. His entire body tightened and spasmed, and his ejaculate became smeared between them as Zee continued moving on him. Draco sighed and let his legs fall away limply. The sensation of Zee stroking his inner walls was still enjoyable, but the friction against his cock, where it was trapped between their bodies, was becoming too much. Draco squirmed, earning him a growl from his lover.
"Just a...minute more," huffed Zee. He thrust in once, twice, then stiffened above Draco and pulsed inside of him. Zee let his weight settle atop Draco, but Draco welcomed it. With Zee, his anonymous lover, he felt more cherished than he ever had with any other man.
Draco sifted his fingers through Zee's hair, toying a bit with the ties of his mask. It was tempting to simply undo the ties, but that was not his decision to make. He sighed in regret when Zee drew back, easing out of him and uncoupling their bodies.
"Was that what you needed, Cinderella?"
"Mm-hm."
"Can Todd the Troll pleasure you like that?"
Draco's nose wrinkled. "He's never getting the opportunity to try."
"That's good," said Zee, tugging Draco more firmly against him. "I find I don't like the thought of sharing you."
Tantalizing Touch