Slipping Under
Title: Slipping Under
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity, creature!fic
Word count: 810
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for snitcheyes411, who asked for creature!fic, under the sea. You got "under the lake" instead.
Summary: Taking a dip in the Black Lake had seemed like a wonderful idea...
Harry sputtered as his head broke the surface of the water. Taking a dip in the Black Lake had seemed like a wonderful idea, but he had seriously misjudged the currents. Harry gamely tread water and spared a longing look in the direction of the shore, where he had left his clothing...and his wand. He hoped he wouldn't get disoriented in the dark and swim in the wrong direction.
Harry shifted until he was floating on his back. He needed to rest before making another push for the shore. He cursed when he realized that by floating motionless, he was being carried farther from safety. Harry groaned and turned over to force his leaden muscles to swim once more. He was beginning to doubt he'd make it, but if he was going to die, he was at least going to die trying.
Something brushed against his leg, and Harry yelped. His first thought was of the giant squid, but surely he would have felt the water roiling beneath him if that behemoth were surfacing? What if it was one of the merfolk? They may still be harboring a grudge against Harry for thwarting them during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Harry calmed his panicked breathing. Most likely it was an aquatic plant that had brushed against him.
He continued swimming until he was too exhausted. In the moonlight, he could see the shore, and it was still a daunting distance away. Harry sank lower in the water, barely able to keep his mouth and nose clear. When his muscles refused to tread any longer, he took a final gulp of air before he slipped quietly under.
Gentle hands caught Harry by the waist. He opened his eyes, but could make out only a pale, blurred form in the dark water. Cool lips covered Harry's mouth, and a warm tongue demanded entrance. Harry opened his mouth, and air, precious air, was breathed into him. That mouth was his salvation, and Harry clung to those lips with dogged determination.
Harry found himself growing hard as he brushed up against wet, slippery skin. He tried to nudge himself between the legs of his savior, only to realize the lower part of the other person was covered with slick scales and ended in a large tail. Harry murmured in surprise and opened his eyes again. He rolled his eyes up and saw the moon wavering far above, and it was then that he realized he had been slowly sinking deeper into the water.
Harry panicked again and tried to squirm free, but human arms tightened around him, and he soon exhausted himself. Harry went limp and wondered if he was about to drown after all. Perhaps he already had.
Despite the morbid direction of his thoughts, Harry's erection hadn't subsided. He frotted his lower body against the belly of the creature that held him and breathed for him. The powerful tail slipped between Harry's legs and curved up until he was nearly astride his savior. He angled his head to fit their mouths more tightly together and continued to rub himself against the creature in search of release. Harry felt the tail rocking beneath him, but it wasn't until his head broke the surface and he took a gasp of actual air that he discovered they had been swimming up.
Harry climaxed with a choked sob, hips still frotting frantically while he clung to his savior.
"Alright there, Potter?"
Harry recognized that voice. "M-Malfoy?" He opened his eyes to see a familiar, pale face before him. "Wha-what are you?"
"I'm a hybrid," Malfoy replied. "Part human, part merfolk." As he spoke, Malfoy was using his powerful tail to swim them to shallow water. He pushed Harry away from him. "You can touch bottom now."
Harry unwound his legs from Malfoy's tail and touched down. He faltered, and Malfoy steadied him. "Thank-thank you," Harry stammered. His teeth began to chatter.
"Get back to the castle before you catch your death of chill," admonished Malfoy as he swam lazily back into deeper water.
Harry staggered to shore and used his wand to cast warming and drying charms on himself.
"By the way, Potter," called Malfoy, his voice carrying over the water, "since I saved your life, we're even now." He ducked beneath the surface and slapped the water with his tail fin.
Harry watched a moment longer, but Malfoy did not reappear. As he dressed, he thought about Malfoy's parting words. He had saved Malfoy from fire, and Malfoy had saved him from water. They were even, alright. It seemed fitting, somehow.
EDIT: Now illustrated by the incomparable naadi - Breathe With Me
Slipping Closer
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual activity, creature!fic
Word count: 810
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for snitcheyes411, who asked for creature!fic, under the sea. You got "under the lake" instead.
Summary: Taking a dip in the Black Lake had seemed like a wonderful idea...
Harry sputtered as his head broke the surface of the water. Taking a dip in the Black Lake had seemed like a wonderful idea, but he had seriously misjudged the currents. Harry gamely tread water and spared a longing look in the direction of the shore, where he had left his clothing...and his wand. He hoped he wouldn't get disoriented in the dark and swim in the wrong direction.
Harry shifted until he was floating on his back. He needed to rest before making another push for the shore. He cursed when he realized that by floating motionless, he was being carried farther from safety. Harry groaned and turned over to force his leaden muscles to swim once more. He was beginning to doubt he'd make it, but if he was going to die, he was at least going to die trying.
Something brushed against his leg, and Harry yelped. His first thought was of the giant squid, but surely he would have felt the water roiling beneath him if that behemoth were surfacing? What if it was one of the merfolk? They may still be harboring a grudge against Harry for thwarting them during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Harry calmed his panicked breathing. Most likely it was an aquatic plant that had brushed against him.
He continued swimming until he was too exhausted. In the moonlight, he could see the shore, and it was still a daunting distance away. Harry sank lower in the water, barely able to keep his mouth and nose clear. When his muscles refused to tread any longer, he took a final gulp of air before he slipped quietly under.
Gentle hands caught Harry by the waist. He opened his eyes, but could make out only a pale, blurred form in the dark water. Cool lips covered Harry's mouth, and a warm tongue demanded entrance. Harry opened his mouth, and air, precious air, was breathed into him. That mouth was his salvation, and Harry clung to those lips with dogged determination.
Harry found himself growing hard as he brushed up against wet, slippery skin. He tried to nudge himself between the legs of his savior, only to realize the lower part of the other person was covered with slick scales and ended in a large tail. Harry murmured in surprise and opened his eyes again. He rolled his eyes up and saw the moon wavering far above, and it was then that he realized he had been slowly sinking deeper into the water.
Harry panicked again and tried to squirm free, but human arms tightened around him, and he soon exhausted himself. Harry went limp and wondered if he was about to drown after all. Perhaps he already had.
Despite the morbid direction of his thoughts, Harry's erection hadn't subsided. He frotted his lower body against the belly of the creature that held him and breathed for him. The powerful tail slipped between Harry's legs and curved up until he was nearly astride his savior. He angled his head to fit their mouths more tightly together and continued to rub himself against the creature in search of release. Harry felt the tail rocking beneath him, but it wasn't until his head broke the surface and he took a gasp of actual air that he discovered they had been swimming up.
Harry climaxed with a choked sob, hips still frotting frantically while he clung to his savior.
"Alright there, Potter?"
Harry recognized that voice. "M-Malfoy?" He opened his eyes to see a familiar, pale face before him. "Wha-what are you?"
"I'm a hybrid," Malfoy replied. "Part human, part merfolk." As he spoke, Malfoy was using his powerful tail to swim them to shallow water. He pushed Harry away from him. "You can touch bottom now."
Harry unwound his legs from Malfoy's tail and touched down. He faltered, and Malfoy steadied him. "Thank-thank you," Harry stammered. His teeth began to chatter.
"Get back to the castle before you catch your death of chill," admonished Malfoy as he swam lazily back into deeper water.
Harry staggered to shore and used his wand to cast warming and drying charms on himself.
"By the way, Potter," called Malfoy, his voice carrying over the water, "since I saved your life, we're even now." He ducked beneath the surface and slapped the water with his tail fin.
Harry watched a moment longer, but Malfoy did not reappear. As he dressed, he thought about Malfoy's parting words. He had saved Malfoy from fire, and Malfoy had saved him from water. They were even, alright. It seemed fitting, somehow.
EDIT: Now illustrated by the incomparable naadi - Breathe With Me
Slipping Closer