Fandom: Harry Potter Title: Lost and Found in Romania
Title: Lost and Found in Romania
Pairing: Draco/Krum/Charlie
Rating: R
Warnings: Double Penetration, Threesome and a bit angsty.
Notes: written for the first unthemed meme over at hp_kink_memes for a prompt left by sksdwrld
Lost and Found in Romania by HPFangirl71
On the Romanian dragon reserves is where he finally found himself…
Draco Malfoy found who he really was when he found the love of not one but two men.
The two were complete opposites yet they complimented all of Draco’s basic carnal needs.
Viktor was quiet and withdrawn where Charlie was loud and boisterous…
Viktor was dark and somber while Charlie was as fiery and bright as the flaming red hair he sported.
Viktor was closer to Draco’s own youthful age yet acted maturely beyond his years, especially after the war because the casualties at Durmstrang had been high.
Charlie although he was physically the oldest of their trio, was always cracking jokes and pulling immature pranks. The freckled man never seemed to take anything seriously except the dragons they battled every day.
After the war, Draco had found it hard to live with the bloodshed he’d seen. He felt lost in a world of pureblood mentality that he no longer believed in. He had discovered that his father’s expectations were no longer a fitting lifestyle for him.
The reserve had been his escape…
When Draco arrived in Romania, he’d been a mere shell. His former beliefs and friendships had been torn away from him. No longer content with the façade of a spoiled adolescent prat, he was in need of something more.
That was how Viktor and Charlie had found him. They had been brave enough to give him a chance that others usually wouldn’t. They let him into their world of two and he had found his place with uncertain reason. His place was between these two wonderful men.
Just like right now, as the three of them lay together before a roaring fire. Draco was being claimed by both men at once. His pale body wedged tight between their tanned physiques. His arse stretched to accommodate both men’s cocks. Draco was in such bliss as Charlie, the more demonstrative of his lovers, snogged him breathless while Viktor laid a trail of vicious love bites over his shoulders.
Draco loved the feel of taking both men inside of him at once. The burn of his hole stretching magnanimously and the friction of their cocks rubbing together within him, it was a complete and utter sensory overload. He loved to hear Viktor’s monosyllabic grunts at his back mixed with Charlie’s tender words of desire. It was the perfect backdrop to his own pleasured moans. This was what made Draco feel whole again. The touch, the feel of these two men, it was what kept him from falling apart…
Yes, Draco had found himself here in Romania…
He’d found that he was more than just some pampered pet to a powerful Deatheater. Instead, Draco had found joy in taming the unruly dragons that roamed the reserve. And, in the process, he’d given up his claim as Malfoy heir to take two lovers who were self-proclaimed blood traitors. Both were fighters on what he’d once deemed to be the wrong side. Draco had learned to both forget and forgive the miserable past. He’d come to accept the real him that had been hidden away all this time. Draco had learned to love and in the process he’d been healed.
Oh, he still carried the outward scars of the war; in the form of his Dark Mark and the remnants of Sectumsempra slashed across his chest, but inside, Draco was healed.
Draco was no longer lost and he was finally whole…
Pairing: Draco/Krum/Charlie
Rating: R
Warnings: Double Penetration, Threesome and a bit angsty.
Notes: written for the first unthemed meme over at hp_kink_memes for a prompt left by sksdwrld
Lost and Found in Romania by HPFangirl71
On the Romanian dragon reserves is where he finally found himself…
Draco Malfoy found who he really was when he found the love of not one but two men.
The two were complete opposites yet they complimented all of Draco’s basic carnal needs.
Viktor was quiet and withdrawn where Charlie was loud and boisterous…
Viktor was dark and somber while Charlie was as fiery and bright as the flaming red hair he sported.
Viktor was closer to Draco’s own youthful age yet acted maturely beyond his years, especially after the war because the casualties at Durmstrang had been high.
Charlie although he was physically the oldest of their trio, was always cracking jokes and pulling immature pranks. The freckled man never seemed to take anything seriously except the dragons they battled every day.
After the war, Draco had found it hard to live with the bloodshed he’d seen. He felt lost in a world of pureblood mentality that he no longer believed in. He had discovered that his father’s expectations were no longer a fitting lifestyle for him.
The reserve had been his escape…
When Draco arrived in Romania, he’d been a mere shell. His former beliefs and friendships had been torn away from him. No longer content with the façade of a spoiled adolescent prat, he was in need of something more.
That was how Viktor and Charlie had found him. They had been brave enough to give him a chance that others usually wouldn’t. They let him into their world of two and he had found his place with uncertain reason. His place was between these two wonderful men.
Just like right now, as the three of them lay together before a roaring fire. Draco was being claimed by both men at once. His pale body wedged tight between their tanned physiques. His arse stretched to accommodate both men’s cocks. Draco was in such bliss as Charlie, the more demonstrative of his lovers, snogged him breathless while Viktor laid a trail of vicious love bites over his shoulders.
Draco loved the feel of taking both men inside of him at once. The burn of his hole stretching magnanimously and the friction of their cocks rubbing together within him, it was a complete and utter sensory overload. He loved to hear Viktor’s monosyllabic grunts at his back mixed with Charlie’s tender words of desire. It was the perfect backdrop to his own pleasured moans. This was what made Draco feel whole again. The touch, the feel of these two men, it was what kept him from falling apart…
Yes, Draco had found himself here in Romania…
He’d found that he was more than just some pampered pet to a powerful Deatheater. Instead, Draco had found joy in taming the unruly dragons that roamed the reserve. And, in the process, he’d given up his claim as Malfoy heir to take two lovers who were self-proclaimed blood traitors. Both were fighters on what he’d once deemed to be the wrong side. Draco had learned to both forget and forgive the miserable past. He’d come to accept the real him that had been hidden away all this time. Draco had learned to love and in the process he’d been healed.
Oh, he still carried the outward scars of the war; in the form of his Dark Mark and the remnants of Sectumsempra slashed across his chest, but inside, Draco was healed.
Draco was no longer lost and he was finally whole…