Ficlet: Paradise (R)
Oh look! I wrote fluff! About Slytherins! Because even Draco Malfoy deserves a little happiness.
Title: Paradise
Rating: R
Pairing: Draco/Asteria
Warnings: Canon Het pairing! And fluff! Run away! Oh, and public sex. And un-betaed.
Summary: Draco gains a new appreciation for Muggles on his honeymoon.
The bright tropical sun overhead was not strong enough for the Muggles to see what was happening in the lounge chair by the pool. But it wasn’t as if Muggles were completely foolish. Draco Malfoy was currently saying a prayer to the one who had invented the two-piece bathing suit. He slid his hand over his bride’s bare skin and slipped his fingers under the flimsy piece of fabric that barely covered her backside.
“Draco!” she protested halfheartedly, “we are outdoors”
“That’s the beauty of a Notice-Me-Not Charm, my dear,” he replied, shifting his hand between their bodies and watching her try not to react.
“That charm only helps if... Oh Merlin... if we don’t draw attention to... ohhhhhh, keep doing that!” He smirked and continued his ministrations. He was becoming increasingly aroused by the way Asteria was biting her lip and trying not to make a sound. “The Muggles will... notice if I get too... mmmm... too loud.” She finally succeeded in pulling away from his hand and looked down at him, eyes dark and a flush staining her pale cheeks.
“I like it when you get too loud, my love.”
“We. Are. Outside. Among Muggles! Who knows what they would think of this type of behavior?”
“They’re Muggles. Who cares what they think?” He cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple through the thin blue fabric. Initially he had objected to the idea of spending their honeymoon at a Muggle resort, but Asteria had changed his mind when she had shown him her wardrobe (or lack thereof). Muggle expertise with tiny bits of cloth rivaled any magic he had learned at Hogwarts. He shifted their bodies so he was lying over her and kissed her and stroked the smooth expanse of skin under his hands until they were both whimpering with need. “I want to fuck you,” he said.
“Such language, Mr. Malfoy.”
“Right here.”
“This is very unlike you. I’ve never known you to be so reckless.” The thought seemed to arouse her even more, and she ran her hands down his back to rest on his behind.
“Being surrounded by Muggles brings out my Gryffindor side.”
“I wasn’t aware you had a Gryffindor side.”
“I keep it well hidden. It also comes out when I have a beautiful, nearly-naked woman lying under me.” He arched an eyebrow at her, waiting for a response. She hesitated, so he rocked his hips against her in encouragement.
She wound her legs around his own and pushed up against him. “Well, I did almost sort into Hufflepuff, and they have been known to blindly follow Gryffindors into dangerous situations.”
The Muggles never did realize what was happening on the crowded pool deck.
Title: Paradise
Rating: R
Pairing: Draco/Asteria
Warnings: Canon Het pairing! And fluff! Run away! Oh, and public sex. And un-betaed.
Summary: Draco gains a new appreciation for Muggles on his honeymoon.
The bright tropical sun overhead was not strong enough for the Muggles to see what was happening in the lounge chair by the pool. But it wasn’t as if Muggles were completely foolish. Draco Malfoy was currently saying a prayer to the one who had invented the two-piece bathing suit. He slid his hand over his bride’s bare skin and slipped his fingers under the flimsy piece of fabric that barely covered her backside.
“Draco!” she protested halfheartedly, “we are outdoors”
“That’s the beauty of a Notice-Me-Not Charm, my dear,” he replied, shifting his hand between their bodies and watching her try not to react.
“That charm only helps if... Oh Merlin... if we don’t draw attention to... ohhhhhh, keep doing that!” He smirked and continued his ministrations. He was becoming increasingly aroused by the way Asteria was biting her lip and trying not to make a sound. “The Muggles will... notice if I get too... mmmm... too loud.” She finally succeeded in pulling away from his hand and looked down at him, eyes dark and a flush staining her pale cheeks.
“I like it when you get too loud, my love.”
“We. Are. Outside. Among Muggles! Who knows what they would think of this type of behavior?”
“They’re Muggles. Who cares what they think?” He cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple through the thin blue fabric. Initially he had objected to the idea of spending their honeymoon at a Muggle resort, but Asteria had changed his mind when she had shown him her wardrobe (or lack thereof). Muggle expertise with tiny bits of cloth rivaled any magic he had learned at Hogwarts. He shifted their bodies so he was lying over her and kissed her and stroked the smooth expanse of skin under his hands until they were both whimpering with need. “I want to fuck you,” he said.
“Such language, Mr. Malfoy.”
“Right here.”
“This is very unlike you. I’ve never known you to be so reckless.” The thought seemed to arouse her even more, and she ran her hands down his back to rest on his behind.
“Being surrounded by Muggles brings out my Gryffindor side.”
“I wasn’t aware you had a Gryffindor side.”
“I keep it well hidden. It also comes out when I have a beautiful, nearly-naked woman lying under me.” He arched an eyebrow at her, waiting for a response. She hesitated, so he rocked his hips against her in encouragement.
She wound her legs around his own and pushed up against him. “Well, I did almost sort into Hufflepuff, and they have been known to blindly follow Gryffindors into dangerous situations.”
The Muggles never did realize what was happening on the crowded pool deck.