Let the Poets Pipe of Love
Title:Let the Poets Pipe of Love
Author: bookshop
Rating: NC-17
Word Count:
Warnings: mildly dub-con
Summary: Harry is a virgin, Draco is a hooker, but when they get together they have nothing but fun sex fights-well, something like that.
Why I loved it:
This was hot. I mean, I tend to read this type of fic anyway, but this is one of the best ones and one of the few that stayed in my head for a long time. It's sexy, Draco is fantastic, and i have to admit that the writing style itself is fabulous. Something about it just keeps the story moving and makes me want more from the author, but at the same time, it's just enough.
Not only that, but Draco acts perfect in this, as well as Harry. Both characters are believable and are not OOC, which is especially wonderful for the situation they are in, Plus, Harry is a virgin in it. Can't get any better than that, yes?
You know what I particularly liked? The reason why Harry was there in the first place was perfect. That just took the cake for me, plus how he plays mind games in it a bit. Loved it!
One of my favorite spots:
When his shirt came off they were skin next to skin, and both of them were hard. Stifling the urge to spin Malfoy round and kiss him properly, Harry forced his hands to linger, to move slowly over him. “Tell me where to touch you,” he said.
“Anywhere.”
“Not good enough,” murmured Harry. “Tell me where you want his hands-his mouth.”
Malfoy’s breath went ragged.
“And say his name,” Harry added.
In the mirror, he saw Malfoy visibly making an effort to recover his composure. His eyes went dark, and he stared levelly at Harry the whole time. “Touch my stomach,” he said, and drawled, “Harry,” as an afterthought, like a prayer uttered through blasphemous lips.
Author: bookshop
Rating: NC-17
Word Count:
Warnings: mildly dub-con
Summary: Harry is a virgin, Draco is a hooker, but when they get together they have nothing but fun sex fights-well, something like that.
Why I loved it:
This was hot. I mean, I tend to read this type of fic anyway, but this is one of the best ones and one of the few that stayed in my head for a long time. It's sexy, Draco is fantastic, and i have to admit that the writing style itself is fabulous. Something about it just keeps the story moving and makes me want more from the author, but at the same time, it's just enough.
Not only that, but Draco acts perfect in this, as well as Harry. Both characters are believable and are not OOC, which is especially wonderful for the situation they are in, Plus, Harry is a virgin in it. Can't get any better than that, yes?
You know what I particularly liked? The reason why Harry was there in the first place was perfect. That just took the cake for me, plus how he plays mind games in it a bit. Loved it!
One of my favorite spots:
When his shirt came off they were skin next to skin, and both of them were hard. Stifling the urge to spin Malfoy round and kiss him properly, Harry forced his hands to linger, to move slowly over him. “Tell me where to touch you,” he said.
“Anywhere.”
“Not good enough,” murmured Harry. “Tell me where you want his hands-his mouth.”
Malfoy’s breath went ragged.
“And say his name,” Harry added.
In the mirror, he saw Malfoy visibly making an effort to recover his composure. His eyes went dark, and he stared levelly at Harry the whole time. “Touch my stomach,” he said, and drawled, “Harry,” as an afterthought, like a prayer uttered through blasphemous lips.