The Shadow Lounge

Aug 15, 2007 23:42

The Shadow Lounge - Open to anyone.
Who : Kevin Montague and __________.
Where : The Shadow Lounge - A renowned gay club in Soho, open to both members and none members ( Read more... )

draco, terry, neville, kevin, week 1

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sassy_malfoy August 16 2007, 23:05:14 UTC
Neville...Draco really didn't have time for this. His mission right now was Montague.

Draco decided to get rid of Neville as quickly as possible so he could get on with his night.

"You have the worst gay-radar ever if you are surprised to se ME in a place like this." he said, in the calmest tone possible.

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kevin_montague August 16 2007, 23:08:06 UTC
[And that's 1-0 to Malfoy. XDDD]

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sassy_malfoy August 16 2007, 23:44:58 UTC
Draco didn't hear at first what Neville answered, because Montague had left the bar and was clearly walking over to somebody.

"No! This is not happening!" Draco inwardly screamed. That fine piece of ass was getting comfortable with Terry-Ravenclaw-Boot. Draco's ego couldn't handle it at all. He needed a distraction and he needed it fast. He looked at Neville and a desperate thought occurred to him:" He will do...for now..."

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nevilletherebel August 16 2007, 23:58:12 UTC
Neville stared, bewildered, as Draco's gaze flickered off over his shoulder towards the bar area. Rather than respond, he turned on the spot and peered off in that direction, not truly seeing what the interest could be. Perhaps it was the couple in the middle of the dancefloor, one of which had not so surrepticiously sank to his knees, and was hungrily devouring his partner in full view of the other clubbers... No? Well, maybe it was Montague, using every speck of Slytherin charm to wriggle his way into someone's pants - a person he could not identify from this angle, because all he could see was the back of his head.

Now Neville turned back, and let a soft, dry laugh. "What's wrong, Malfoy? Jealous?" He crowed with laughter and stepped forwards. "Even Montague isn't good enough for a Malfoy now, huh? Well, I'll just leave you to have a miserable night - I'm only here for the booze." He took another mouthful of his drink and started back towards the bar.

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sassy_malfoy August 17 2007, 00:25:07 UTC
Draco wouldn't let Neville get away with such a rejection. He knew he had to get him where it mattered; his Gryffindor bravery.

Draco started walking slowly up to the bar where Neville was standing. The gentle movements of his arms caressing his swaying hips. When he crossed the dance floor everybody noticed how Draco just reeking of sex. He reached his target and tapped Neville on his left shoulder.

"You think you have me all figured out...then prove to me that you are better than me." Draco nodded towards the dance floor, then stepped closer to Neville, whispering in his ear. "I dare you..."

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nevilletherebel August 17 2007, 00:48:29 UTC
Neville turned, halfway through another mouthful, and stopped when he saw who it was. Draco still, and looking somehow predatory - he wasn't sure he trusted him when he wore that expression. But then again, there had not been a moment that he had trusted Draco before... He remembered being held hostage by the blond in fifth year all too clearly. Somehow the image shot right through him in the wrong kind of way.

The challenge was an affront if there had ever been one. Neville considered himself a fine dancer, although his profiency was certainly not this grinding of bodies. He lifted his chin defiantly, and turned his face towards Draco's - they were not far enough away to save him from the heady scent of semen and aftershave that Draco wore.

"Tango or rumba?" he asked, his voice soft, and, leaving his drink on the bar, stepped past Draco boldly, heading for the dancefloor.

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sassy_malfoy August 19 2007, 13:01:49 UTC
Draco followed Neville out on the dance floor and with one swift move he grabbed Neville's wrist and spun him around, pulling him towards him so their chests where flush against each other.

"Tango, and I lead" Draco said with the biggest smirk on his face.

Draco held Neville tightly and with his left hand on the small of Neville's back, made sure he couldn't do anything than follow Draco's lead. Their dance didn't fit the music, but that didn't matter to Draco, he was on a mission...

Draco thought to himself: "It's just to easy to get to these Gryffindorks. Just insult there foolish bravery and you have them wrapped around your pinkie finger. Neville is going to pay..."

Draco didn't break his eye contact with Neville and licked his lips in a very suggestive manner.

"And now for the kill..." he thought.

Draco dipped Neville and...was that a little bulge in Longbottom pants...Draco couldn't be sure, but he needed to know.

"I'm getting tired of this dance, what about you...?"

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nevilletherebel August 19 2007, 15:47:14 UTC
Neville was lucky that Draco pulled him on the offbeat - he'd have fallen over otherwise - but falling over, apparently was the least of his worries. As though at the end of a tether he found himself yanked sharply around and pulled forwards, so that he actually bumped up against Draco. The impact and the physical closeness was terrifying, and somehow intoxicating ( ... )

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