The Hot Blond - 1/1 - Adult - Bill/Draco
Title: The Hot Blond (1/1)
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: But he was really good and, seriously? Hot blond in leather trousers. They had to be able to understand that. Bill/Draco.
A/N: Written for 50_smutlets prompt #20: leather.
Word Count: 818.
Bill had always had a thing for blond hair. The brighter the blond the better, actually, even though he knew it was clichéd and most women would roll their eyes in annoyance and complain that ‘all men were the same’ when they heard that. He didn’t particularly care what they thought.
He was a little surprised that it hadn’t lasted longer with Fleur. She was blonder than blonde and it was all natural. There had always been something missing, though. They’d split amicably after three years of marriage, Fleur deciding that she wanted to travel the world and Bill deciding that he wanted to fuck men.
They had been officially divorced now for six months, and Bill was having the time of his life.
He sat up in bed, the sheets twisted around his legs after a night that hadn’t held much sleep. He smiled sleepily, hearing the sound of the shower running and spotting the leather trousers that were lying neatly over the back of a chair.
Bill smirked. Leather trousers. They were something else that was bound to attract his attention and when they were clinging to the arse of a hot blond who was gyrating against him in a nightclub, they were very attractive.
He yawned, stretching and feeling a bit sore from their energetic evening. Bill hadn’t gone out to the club with the intention of picking up a wizard and taking him back to his place for a shag but, truth be told, they had barely managed to get outside the club before the blond had him up against the wall and his lips around Bill’s cock.
Smiling, Bill knew that at least one of his younger brothers would have a fit when they found out he had shagged Draco Malfoy. But he was a really good shag and, seriously? Hot blond in leather trousers. They had to be able to understand that.
The sound of running water stopped and, a few moments later, Malfoy padded back into the bedroom, a towel slung low on his slim hips. A trail of fine hair ran from his navel downwards, disappearing beneath the towel; Bill licked his lips as he followed the trail with his eyes.
”Fuck, Weasley,” the blond drawled in amusement. “I think you’ve got more grooming products than me.”
“I like to look my best.” Bill smirked, taking in the sight of Malfoy’s pale, defined chest. There were a few pink scratches around his shoulders, that gave Bill a great deal of delight to see. “Look at you all clean.” Malfoy’s hair was dark from the water. “Now I’m going to be thinking about shagging you in the shower.”
Malfoy dropped the towel, the damp material piling at his feet.
“Or shagging you just about anywhere,” Bill corrected, propping himself up on his elbows. His hand beneath the sheets, wrapping around his cock, which was rapidly hardening.
“I always knew Weasleys were easy,” Malfoy said with a sneer, stalking towards the bed. Bill couldn’t take his eyes off his lithe body. “I reckon your brother was always such a prick in school because he got a hard-on every time I was around.”
Bill’s hand rested on Malfoy’s hip as he stood by the bed. “Not sure I can blame him,” he said with a sly smile.
“What can I say? I’m obviously irresistible.” He said this with the air of someone who truly believed this. And Bill wasn’t going to disagree. Draco started to say something else, but Bill pulled him roughly onto the bed. He pinned him down, forcing a knee between the blond’s legs.
“I think I prefer it when you’re moaning my name,” Bill told him in a growl. He kissed him roughly, hand wrapping around his hard cock.
Draco grunted, thrusting his hips up. “Make me.”
“Oh, I do love a challenge.” Bill grinned wickedly. He started to press open-mouthed kisses down Draco’s chest, working lower and lower, hands grasping his taut thighs. He took the head of Malfoy cock into his mouth, sucking gently and making Malfoy hiss, writhing beneath him. Bill loved how responsive he was and, encouraged, he took more of his length into his mouth, sucking and licking intently.
Gripping Bill’s red hair, Draco groaned. Weasley had a fucking fantastic mouth and, because of that, it was easy to ignore any other inherent flaws (the scars didn’t count as flaws, because how could anything that sexy be a flaw?).
Soon, he was spilling into Bill’s mouth with a low moan as he came. His grip on Bill’s hair loosened and he rested limply on the bed, breathing heavily.
Bill released his cock from his mouth, smiling up at him. “As hot as you look in those leather trousers, I really hope you don’t have plans to wear them any time soon.” His tongue swiped playfully at Malfoy’s thigh.
“Or anything else, for that matter.”
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: But he was really good and, seriously? Hot blond in leather trousers. They had to be able to understand that. Bill/Draco.
A/N: Written for 50_smutlets prompt #20: leather.
Word Count: 818.
Bill had always had a thing for blond hair. The brighter the blond the better, actually, even though he knew it was clichéd and most women would roll their eyes in annoyance and complain that ‘all men were the same’ when they heard that. He didn’t particularly care what they thought.
He was a little surprised that it hadn’t lasted longer with Fleur. She was blonder than blonde and it was all natural. There had always been something missing, though. They’d split amicably after three years of marriage, Fleur deciding that she wanted to travel the world and Bill deciding that he wanted to fuck men.
They had been officially divorced now for six months, and Bill was having the time of his life.
He sat up in bed, the sheets twisted around his legs after a night that hadn’t held much sleep. He smiled sleepily, hearing the sound of the shower running and spotting the leather trousers that were lying neatly over the back of a chair.
Bill smirked. Leather trousers. They were something else that was bound to attract his attention and when they were clinging to the arse of a hot blond who was gyrating against him in a nightclub, they were very attractive.
He yawned, stretching and feeling a bit sore from their energetic evening. Bill hadn’t gone out to the club with the intention of picking up a wizard and taking him back to his place for a shag but, truth be told, they had barely managed to get outside the club before the blond had him up against the wall and his lips around Bill’s cock.
Smiling, Bill knew that at least one of his younger brothers would have a fit when they found out he had shagged Draco Malfoy. But he was a really good shag and, seriously? Hot blond in leather trousers. They had to be able to understand that.
The sound of running water stopped and, a few moments later, Malfoy padded back into the bedroom, a towel slung low on his slim hips. A trail of fine hair ran from his navel downwards, disappearing beneath the towel; Bill licked his lips as he followed the trail with his eyes.
”Fuck, Weasley,” the blond drawled in amusement. “I think you’ve got more grooming products than me.”
“I like to look my best.” Bill smirked, taking in the sight of Malfoy’s pale, defined chest. There were a few pink scratches around his shoulders, that gave Bill a great deal of delight to see. “Look at you all clean.” Malfoy’s hair was dark from the water. “Now I’m going to be thinking about shagging you in the shower.”
Malfoy dropped the towel, the damp material piling at his feet.
“Or shagging you just about anywhere,” Bill corrected, propping himself up on his elbows. His hand beneath the sheets, wrapping around his cock, which was rapidly hardening.
“I always knew Weasleys were easy,” Malfoy said with a sneer, stalking towards the bed. Bill couldn’t take his eyes off his lithe body. “I reckon your brother was always such a prick in school because he got a hard-on every time I was around.”
Bill’s hand rested on Malfoy’s hip as he stood by the bed. “Not sure I can blame him,” he said with a sly smile.
“What can I say? I’m obviously irresistible.” He said this with the air of someone who truly believed this. And Bill wasn’t going to disagree. Draco started to say something else, but Bill pulled him roughly onto the bed. He pinned him down, forcing a knee between the blond’s legs.
“I think I prefer it when you’re moaning my name,” Bill told him in a growl. He kissed him roughly, hand wrapping around his hard cock.
Draco grunted, thrusting his hips up. “Make me.”
“Oh, I do love a challenge.” Bill grinned wickedly. He started to press open-mouthed kisses down Draco’s chest, working lower and lower, hands grasping his taut thighs. He took the head of Malfoy cock into his mouth, sucking gently and making Malfoy hiss, writhing beneath him. Bill loved how responsive he was and, encouraged, he took more of his length into his mouth, sucking and licking intently.
Gripping Bill’s red hair, Draco groaned. Weasley had a fucking fantastic mouth and, because of that, it was easy to ignore any other inherent flaws (the scars didn’t count as flaws, because how could anything that sexy be a flaw?).
Soon, he was spilling into Bill’s mouth with a low moan as he came. His grip on Bill’s hair loosened and he rested limply on the bed, breathing heavily.
Bill released his cock from his mouth, smiling up at him. “As hot as you look in those leather trousers, I really hope you don’t have plans to wear them any time soon.” His tongue swiped playfully at Malfoy’s thigh.
“Or anything else, for that matter.”