Author: passthebutter
Prompt: 018: Lust
Word count: 211
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Theodore/Blaise
Setting/time/etc: Post-DH.
Warnings: Sex. :D
Summary: The boys are horny. Woohoo, vague!sex.
Author's notes: Written pretty quickly (10 or so minutes); I've got to get back into the swing of writing HP. I like this though. :D Prompt table.

( 18: Lust )

It's a tradition, Draco tells himself, treading lightly along the hall to his son's room. He hesitates outside the door, stomach churning. It has to be done. Like my father did to me, and his father to him, and as far back as anyone can remember. He's fourteen now. It's time.

Draco closes the door behind him with a soft click.

It's a ( Read more... )

Theo looked in the helpfully supplied mirror and nodded. "Mm, I'd agree with that. Definitely your best work…" He grinned at Mike who smiled back (and damn, what fine smile).

"Right," said Mike. "Let me bandage that up for you and then I'll be giving you the stuff for keeping care of that wound - because it's a wound and don't forget it… Theo." He ( Read more... )

Don't ever let me take you for granted
You've got your finger on the pulse of my soul
Let me place a kiss on the small of your back
Love and protect you from the evils of this world

He squirmed beneath me as I wrapped my arms around him from behind, revelling in the feel of skin against skin. Our bodies fit together so perfectly; like two halves ( Read more... )

Theo called out from the garage, voice tinged with obvious pride: “Blaise, I fixed it!”

Blaise placed down his book and walked into the messy room, raising an eyebrow at Theo standing there grinning, his arms held out. He was holding a toaster - just a little Muggle contraption that Theo had found in the attic, insisted they keep, and then ( Read more... )

Suddenly, Theo stood up and left the building. He Apparated to his little cottage and made his way in. Hanging up his coat, he ran a hand through his hair, shaking out the snow that had settled there the few seconds Theo had been stood outside in the blizzard, and then made his way upstairs. His eyes automatically turned to the bed where he had ( Read more... )

“Dance with me.”

Harry looked up at Draco. The fire burned bright behind the silhouetted blond with his hands on his hips as Harry asked incredulously, “Why?”

“Dance with me,” Draco repeated. “Because there will be dancing at that party next week which I’ve just accepted the invitation to.” He smiled.

Harry stared at his boyfriend for a long ( Read more... )

Blaise paused outside the robe shop, gazing through the window vaguely. He needed a new robe, and there seemed to be some silky, black ones displayed… They looked fabulous, expensive, and would suit Blaise tremendously. But did he have time…?

Blaise’s materialistic musings were interrupted as the door of the shop opened, a bell ( Read more... )

Theo found a single yellow rose on his bed that night. A beautiful flower laid out on his pillow; a beautiful flower symbolising joy, happiness, platonic love. Attached was a note, written in the familiar scrawl of the boy he knew so well. Friends. Nothing else, just that one word and that one flower; that one rose, meant to brighten Theo’s day, to ( Read more... )

 Theo stood outside Hogwarts’ gates, collar pulled up against the November wind. He had on a winter cloak, a hat and a scarf, but he could still feel the bite of the freezing winter air on his cheeks.

He was waiting for Blaise, who was supposed to be coming with him into Hogsmeade that weekend. Couples and friends walked past him, and Theo turned ( Read more... )