It's FRIDAY. And I feel like blowing off a bit of work writing. I haven't done this in like a year, so I'm not even sure anyone will be interested, but if you are!
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- Can be from the following fandoms: Harry Potter, Merlin,
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On his knees, Albus waits.
He can taste his own saliva as it dribbles out of his mouth, around a large ball gag that Draco fit between his lips twenty minutes ago when they got started. The sides of his mouth are wet with spit, as is his chin, a bit of his neck. Draco just stands there, watching the drool slither out, watching Albus come undone. Draco doesn't even have to touch him - the watching gets Al off just as quickly.
It's always like this. Al tied and trussed up; Draco watching. Al squirms; Draco sneers. Al bows his head, tries to moan out words like please and Draco; Draco chuckles.
It's when Al is panting, his prick drenched in precome and hard as a bloody rock, that Draco moves. He steps forward, runs his fingers through Al's mess of dark hair, yanks his head back so hard that Al can't help but cry out.
"Are you ready, or should I make you wait a bit longer, pup?" One finger from Draco's free hand touches the head of Al's prick, circles his piss slit until a glob of precome pulses out, and then digs in against the slit enough to make Albus tremble. "You're about to come, you pathetic ponce. You think you should be allowed to come before your master? You think you're that special, Potter?"
Al groans. He tries to say no, sir, I'm not special, I'm nothing, sir, please, but the words are garbled and incoherent around the gag. It ties up his tongue, makes him sound like he can't even speak for want of Draco.
Draco sneers down at him, his hand traveling below Al's cock, to his balls. He massages them long enough to leave Al shuddering, driven close to the brink by barely nothing. It hurts. All over, it aches. He wants to come. He wants to beg for it like a dog at Draco's feet.
"Go on," Draco tells him, finally. "Come, you filthy little prick. Come for Daddy."
He's a slave to this man. And neither of them would want it any other way.
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That was awesomely excellent! Love teasing!Draco and begging!Al
SO hot! Love the dirty talk and how desperate Albus is! <3
Mmmmmm!
<3<3<3
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