Naughty Nymph
Title: Naughty Nymph
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1060
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift for divertazsc for providing the beta for my 2016 hp_getlucky fic. The request was for more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco may have meant it, but he didn't mean to say it out loud.
Draco awoke to the sensation of fingers gently sifting through his hair. It was soothing, not sexual at all, and he smiled in contentment.
"Are you awake, sleepy-head?"
"Mm."
"It's getting late," said Zee. "Or early, depending on your perspective. I didn't know if you needed to be somewhere."
"No. You?"
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be, Cinderella."
Truthfully, there was nowhere Draco would rather be either. Why couldn't Zee be part of his mundane life away from the club? Instead, it seemed they were forced to meet in this fantasy world where patrons shed their identities and their inhibitions alike.
Draco forced such melancholy thoughts aside, yawned, and rolled over to face Zee. Or, as much of his lover's face as he could see behind the mask Zee still wore.
"Did you wake me for some nefarious purpose?" Draco teased.
"You must know that my intentions toward you are completely dishonorable," Zee deadpanned, causing Draco to laugh.
He did enjoy that about Zee. No one else that Draco had dated had ever delighted him so. Todd the Troll was especially boring. Draco nearly shuddered to think what life would be like married to that odious oaf. He really needed to disabuse his mother of the notion that there could ever be anything between them.
Draco rolled again, coming to rest atop Zee. "Mm, hello there."
Zee grinned up at him. "It seems you have me at your mercy once again. However, I do believe it's my turn to top." With that, Zee flipped them over, pinning Draco beneath him.
Draco was unfazed. Up, down, top, or sideways, he didn't care so long as he was with Zee. "Be gentle," Draco whispered in a breathy voice, grinning when his teasing comment made Zee laugh.
"You love it rough, you slag, and don't try to deny it," Zee countered in a mock-growl. As if to illustrate his point, he grabbed Draco's wrists and pinned them to the pillow on either side of his head.
Draco gasped and arched up to frot his burgeoning cock against Zee's body.
"I rest my case," said Zee.
Draco was in no position to make demands, but demand he did. "Shut up and shag me." He emphasized his words by hooking a leg around the back of Zee's thighs and tugging him into closer contact.
"Your wish is my command, Cinderella," said Zee. He released Draco's wrists but admonished him to keep his hands where they were.
Draco was engaged in the game and content to comply. For now. He moaned softly when Zee kissed and nuzzled his throat. Draco reached to tangle his fingers in his lover's dark hair but caught himself in time. He kept his hands on the pillow and settled for flexing his fingers instead.
Zee lingered over the hollow in Draco's throat, laving his tongue over the pulse point and smiling against Draco's skin when his pulse accelerated. Zee turned his head and nipped along Draco's collarbone before kissing his way down Draco's chest. There, he tongued one peaked nipple and tweaked the other with his fingers.
Dee whimpered and squirmed, keeping his hands out of play through sheer force of will. Zee switched it up, licking and sucking at Draco's other nipple while pinching the other. For Draco, it was too much. He grabbed his lover by the hair and held on.
"You naughty nymph," scolded Zee. He made no move to disentangle himself, however. Instead, he kissed and licked his way down Draco's chest and abdomen, pausing as he neared Draco's cock.
"Don't stop," Draco panted in protest. His breath stalled completely when Zee took him into his hot, wet mouth.
It seemed that Zee was done playing. There was no more taking his time to tease Draco. He took Draco in deep and applied suction, focused on his delectable task. Draco's hands tightened in his lover's hair, guiding Zee's movements in a way that pleased him the most. That Zee was incredibly skilled at this was a bonus. It didn't take long for him to have Draco arching up and coming down his throat.
When his nerves quit sparking, Draco slumped back onto the bed and sighed.
"Are you still with me, Cinderella?"
"Mmhmm...."
"Fantastic, because fucking you while you were in a sex stupor just seems wrong," said Zee. He tugged on Draco's shoulder and hip, rolling him to his stomach. Draco shifted and raised his arse, sighing again when Zee slid into him from behind.
"Mm, feels good," he murmured.
"Yeah?" rumbled Zee. "It feels brilliant to me, as well." He started out gradually, thrusts slow and measured. Draco's body quivered in delight, but he couldn't possibly get it up again so soon after the orgasm Zee had bestowed on him. Nevertheless, he gamely pushed back, enhancing his lover's pleasure. The groan that emanated from Zee indicated Draco had achieved his goal. He smiled to himself and deliberately clenched his muscles.
"Fuck, Cinderella, you'll be the death of me yet."
The pace and force of Zee's thrusts increased until he was driving into Draco, hard and fast, intent on release. In moments, he was there. Zee pushed in a final time and groaned again as he emptied himself in Draco's welcoming heat. He slumped over Draco, although he managed to keep most of his weight braced on his arms.
"Was it good for you?" Draco asked, voice slow and lazy.
Zee eased out of him and slapped Draco's arse in response. "Cheeky slag," he said as he flopped onto his back beside Draco.
Draco chuckled and settled onto his stomach. "Pull the blankets up before I catch my death of chill."
Zee sat up, snared the cast off blankets, and dragged them up to cover himself and Draco. "Are you such a bossy nag away from the club?" he asked before yawning.
"There's only one way to find out."
Draco immediately bit his lip. He hadn't meant to say that out loud, but there was no taking it back now. The words hung between them like the sword of Damocles. Draco shifted toward the edge of the bed, intent on his wand and escape.
Zee flung his arm out, hand curving over Draco's ribs and stilling his furtive motion. "Cinderella," he all but purred. "You don't get to make a statement like that and then skive off."
Dissolute Delights
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex
Word count: 1060
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Gift for divertazsc for providing the beta for my 2016 hp_getlucky fic. The request was for more of Club Coquette
Summary: Draco may have meant it, but he didn't mean to say it out loud.
Draco awoke to the sensation of fingers gently sifting through his hair. It was soothing, not sexual at all, and he smiled in contentment.
"Are you awake, sleepy-head?"
"Mm."
"It's getting late," said Zee. "Or early, depending on your perspective. I didn't know if you needed to be somewhere."
"No. You?"
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be, Cinderella."
Truthfully, there was nowhere Draco would rather be either. Why couldn't Zee be part of his mundane life away from the club? Instead, it seemed they were forced to meet in this fantasy world where patrons shed their identities and their inhibitions alike.
Draco forced such melancholy thoughts aside, yawned, and rolled over to face Zee. Or, as much of his lover's face as he could see behind the mask Zee still wore.
"Did you wake me for some nefarious purpose?" Draco teased.
"You must know that my intentions toward you are completely dishonorable," Zee deadpanned, causing Draco to laugh.
He did enjoy that about Zee. No one else that Draco had dated had ever delighted him so. Todd the Troll was especially boring. Draco nearly shuddered to think what life would be like married to that odious oaf. He really needed to disabuse his mother of the notion that there could ever be anything between them.
Draco rolled again, coming to rest atop Zee. "Mm, hello there."
Zee grinned up at him. "It seems you have me at your mercy once again. However, I do believe it's my turn to top." With that, Zee flipped them over, pinning Draco beneath him.
Draco was unfazed. Up, down, top, or sideways, he didn't care so long as he was with Zee. "Be gentle," Draco whispered in a breathy voice, grinning when his teasing comment made Zee laugh.
"You love it rough, you slag, and don't try to deny it," Zee countered in a mock-growl. As if to illustrate his point, he grabbed Draco's wrists and pinned them to the pillow on either side of his head.
Draco gasped and arched up to frot his burgeoning cock against Zee's body.
"I rest my case," said Zee.
Draco was in no position to make demands, but demand he did. "Shut up and shag me." He emphasized his words by hooking a leg around the back of Zee's thighs and tugging him into closer contact.
"Your wish is my command, Cinderella," said Zee. He released Draco's wrists but admonished him to keep his hands where they were.
Draco was engaged in the game and content to comply. For now. He moaned softly when Zee kissed and nuzzled his throat. Draco reached to tangle his fingers in his lover's dark hair but caught himself in time. He kept his hands on the pillow and settled for flexing his fingers instead.
Zee lingered over the hollow in Draco's throat, laving his tongue over the pulse point and smiling against Draco's skin when his pulse accelerated. Zee turned his head and nipped along Draco's collarbone before kissing his way down Draco's chest. There, he tongued one peaked nipple and tweaked the other with his fingers.
Dee whimpered and squirmed, keeping his hands out of play through sheer force of will. Zee switched it up, licking and sucking at Draco's other nipple while pinching the other. For Draco, it was too much. He grabbed his lover by the hair and held on.
"You naughty nymph," scolded Zee. He made no move to disentangle himself, however. Instead, he kissed and licked his way down Draco's chest and abdomen, pausing as he neared Draco's cock.
"Don't stop," Draco panted in protest. His breath stalled completely when Zee took him into his hot, wet mouth.
It seemed that Zee was done playing. There was no more taking his time to tease Draco. He took Draco in deep and applied suction, focused on his delectable task. Draco's hands tightened in his lover's hair, guiding Zee's movements in a way that pleased him the most. That Zee was incredibly skilled at this was a bonus. It didn't take long for him to have Draco arching up and coming down his throat.
When his nerves quit sparking, Draco slumped back onto the bed and sighed.
"Are you still with me, Cinderella?"
"Mmhmm...."
"Fantastic, because fucking you while you were in a sex stupor just seems wrong," said Zee. He tugged on Draco's shoulder and hip, rolling him to his stomach. Draco shifted and raised his arse, sighing again when Zee slid into him from behind.
"Mm, feels good," he murmured.
"Yeah?" rumbled Zee. "It feels brilliant to me, as well." He started out gradually, thrusts slow and measured. Draco's body quivered in delight, but he couldn't possibly get it up again so soon after the orgasm Zee had bestowed on him. Nevertheless, he gamely pushed back, enhancing his lover's pleasure. The groan that emanated from Zee indicated Draco had achieved his goal. He smiled to himself and deliberately clenched his muscles.
"Fuck, Cinderella, you'll be the death of me yet."
The pace and force of Zee's thrusts increased until he was driving into Draco, hard and fast, intent on release. In moments, he was there. Zee pushed in a final time and groaned again as he emptied himself in Draco's welcoming heat. He slumped over Draco, although he managed to keep most of his weight braced on his arms.
"Was it good for you?" Draco asked, voice slow and lazy.
Zee eased out of him and slapped Draco's arse in response. "Cheeky slag," he said as he flopped onto his back beside Draco.
Draco chuckled and settled onto his stomach. "Pull the blankets up before I catch my death of chill."
Zee sat up, snared the cast off blankets, and dragged them up to cover himself and Draco. "Are you such a bossy nag away from the club?" he asked before yawning.
"There's only one way to find out."
Draco immediately bit his lip. He hadn't meant to say that out loud, but there was no taking it back now. The words hung between them like the sword of Damocles. Draco shifted toward the edge of the bed, intent on his wand and escape.
Zee flung his arm out, hand curving over Draco's ribs and stilling his furtive motion. "Cinderella," he all but purred. "You don't get to make a statement like that and then skive off."
Dissolute Delights