Prurient Performance
Title: Prurient Performance
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Word count: 1700
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: A birthday gift for jaey_t, who asked for more of my Club Coquette verse.
Summary: Draco and his lover perform for an unseen audience.
Draco was more excited than usual as he prepared for a trip to Club Coquette. He had agreed to have sex with his mysterious partner in a bedchamber that would have an unseen audience watching them from beyond a pane of glass. Draco didn't know if his lover had arranged for tonight to be the night, but he was buzzing with nerves at the prospect.
Once more, Draco donned the black silk shirt and black leather trousers he had worn on his previous visit to the club. This time, however, he didn't insert a plug, in case preparing himself for sex was meant to be part of the show. Draco set his wand on his bureau, took a deep breath, and entered the Floo.
~*~
Draco stepped away from the Floo in the entrance of Club Coquette and paused. As always, some of the club's patrons hadn't bothered to go any further before engaging in any and all manner of sexual activity. Draco was approached immediately, but he rebuffed the offers of carnal delights that were suggested to him. Instead, Draco pushed his way through the groping, grasping throng and into the garden beyond the French doors. Even here, people were intimately involved with one another, coupling in the light that spilled through the glass. Draco made his way past the celebrants and slipped into the shadows to await his lover. He didn't have to wait long.
"Are you ready to put on a show, Cinderella?"
Draco's pulse accelerated in reaction, and his already semi-hard cock surged with arousal. He had never pegged himself as an exhibitionist until he had begun frequenting Club Coquette. Now, courage bolstered by the anonymity afforded by his mask, Draco found himself dropping his inhibitions and reveling in the hot regard of strangers as he had sex with his mysterious lover. At first, their public displays had been spontaneous, but lately, Draco's lover had arranged for them to put on a show, as he termed it.
Although nervous, Draco was also incredibly turned on by the prospect. "I'm ready," he said.
~*~
Naked but for his mask, Draco entered the darkened bedchamber and lay down on the large bed. The room itself carried the faint scent of sex, but the bedding was fresh and clean. Draco's cock was fully erect, indicating his eagerness to perform for the delectation of strangers. He arranged himself comfortably against the pillows, body thrumming with anticipation.
In the low light, Draco was able to see a bottle of lubricant on the small side table. He retrieved it and drizzled some of the lube in the palm of his left hand. Draco stroked his erection slowly. His goal was to whet his appetite without bringing himself off.
The lighting in the chamber gradually brightened, and Draco's heart rate quickened. His eyes were drawn to the glass wall of the chamber. He couldn't see into the darkness beyond, but Draco was well aware that he now had an audience.
Draco smeared the fingers of his right hand through the lubricant and reached down between his legs. He fondled his balls in a moment of pure indulgence, rolling them in his fingers and giving himself a squeeze. Draco's cock jerked in his left hand, and he bit his lip to stifle a moan. His right hand trailed lower, locating the entrance to his body with practiced precision. Draco rubbed the pad of one finger over his furled flesh before penetrating himself with the oiled digit. Draco's hips lifted, and this time he did moan as he pleasured and prepared himself.
Draco inserted a second finger, spreading his legs wider as he loosened his entrance. His penis throbbed almost painfully as he imagined what it would be like to be watching as he plied his own body with his hand and fingers.
A noise to his right snared Draco's attention, and he turned his head. His lover strode confidently into the room, wearing nothing but his mask. His jutting cock led the way, and Draco caught his breath at the blatant display of arousal.
"Are you ready for me, Cinderella?" rumbled the stranger. His voice was pitched low enough so that only Draco heard him.
"Yes," breathed Draco, slowly removing his fingers from his body. His rim fluttered at the loss, drawing his lover's heated gaze.
"On your knees, Cinderella. I am going to take you from behind so our audience doesn't miss a single thrust of my cock into your hot little hole."
A whimper of desperate need sounded in Draco's throat, and he rolled over, on his fours, and raised his arse in sexual submission. He was already panting before he felt the bed dip beneath the weight of his lover. Familiar hands settled on Draco's hips, and his lover's thumbs caressed his naked arse cheeks. When the blunt tip of the man's cock prodded Draco's opening, he held his breath. The air in Draco's lungs was expelled on a groan of delight when his lover thrust forward, penetrating him swiftly.
Even the bed seemed to move, and it took Draco a moment to realize the bed was moving. As his lover withdrew and plunged in deeper, the bed began to slowly rotate. Draco grasped the implication at once. Their audience would be treated to quite the show, being able to watch Draco getting fucked from every angle.
The masked stranger drove in hard, achieving full penetration as his groin nestled snugly to Draco's arse. His hands smoothed up Draco's sides, pausing to pinch and roll Draco's peaked nipples, before he caught Draco by the shoulders and urged him upright.
Draco rose to his knees, revealing his taut torso, rigid nipples and erect cock. He felt utterly exposed, and his body tightened in response. The latent exhibitionist in Draco surged to the fore, and he writhed on his lover's cock. He rolled his hips as if he could feel the unseen voyeurs' eyes upon him.
Warm fingers wrapped around Draco's shaft and stroked him from base to tip. Draco threw his head back with a harsh cry of pleasure, and his hips bucked forward, into his lover's grasp.
The stranger shifted his grip and squeezed the base of Draco's cock. "Relax," he crooned in Draco's ear. "If you come too soon, the show will be over."
Draco forced himself to be still and enjoy the way his lover was short-stroking him with his cock. He was fucking Draco with shallow thrusts that teased Draco's rim but didn't stimulate his prostate. Draco's breathing evened somewhat, and his lover rewarded him with a deep, hard thrust. At the same time, the man's hand resumed sliding up and down Draco's prick, wanking him in rhythm with their coupling.
The bed continued to rotate, providing the anonymous voyeurs an unimpeded view of the very intimate joining of their bodies as Draco's lover pounded into him. Draco's head fell back to rest on the stranger's shoulder as his body arched in acceptance and encouragement. He reached back and clasped his hands at the nape of his lover's neck, trusting the man to see to his pleasure. Draco undulated on the bed, hips rocking back and forth between the cock that was stroking his hole and the hand that was fisting his prick. His wet cock and turgid nipples betrayed his growing excitement, leaving the watchers no doubt as to Draco's enjoyment of the proceedings.
"I love it when you come undone and dance on my cock like this," the stranger growled in Draco's ear. Draco could only moan and squirm in response. "We're almost facing the window again," continued the man, breath fanning hotly over Draco's skin and raising goosebumps. "I want you to come then," he said.
A purely animalistic sound tumbled from Draco's parted lips, and his senses sharpened and became focused on the intensity of pleasure between his legs. He was all sinuous grace as his body moved to the primal rhythm of sex. As the bed rotated to face the window, Draco's lover thrust in hard, banging Draco's prostate, and he thumbed the slit at the tip of Draco's cock.
Incandescent pleasure rocketed through Draco in rolling waves of ecstasy. His balls seized up, his rim clamped down, and his cock spurted as he climaxed with a near-scream of pleasure.
An answering groan rumbled in Draco's ear as his lover voiced his own delight in the responsiveness of Draco's body. He released Draco's cock in favor of holding his hips steady as he plunged into him, fucking Draco fast and hard.
Draco's hold on his lover's nape slipped, and he slumped forward onto his forearms. Draco was grateful for the concealing curtain of his hair as he panted and trembled while the stranger slammed into him in search of his own release. When he came, it was with a guttural growl of completion as he ground himself inside of Draco and filled him with the wet pulses of his ejaculate. He came to rest atop Draco, heaving chest pressed to Draco's sweat-dampened back.
The lights in the bedchamber gradually dimmed, leaving Draco and his lover cocooned in welcoming darkness. Drapes closed over the window with a sibilant swish, drawing Draco's attention. He didn't know whether to be glad or not. The exhibitionist in him had wanted to know how many voyeurs were in the audience.
The stranger uncoupled them with a reluctant sigh. "Why is each time with you better than the previous times?" he murmured, giving Draco's arse a fond squeeze before stretching out to lie next to him.
Draco smiled at him through his mask. "I attribute that to your rather wicked inventiveness when it comes to sexual scenarios," he replied.
"So that's the secret," mused the stranger. "I reckon that means I'll have to continue coming up with sexy scenarios for you to enjoy."
Ardent Appetite
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Word count: 1700
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written as: A birthday gift for jaey_t, who asked for more of my Club Coquette verse.
Summary: Draco and his lover perform for an unseen audience.
Draco was more excited than usual as he prepared for a trip to Club Coquette. He had agreed to have sex with his mysterious partner in a bedchamber that would have an unseen audience watching them from beyond a pane of glass. Draco didn't know if his lover had arranged for tonight to be the night, but he was buzzing with nerves at the prospect.
Once more, Draco donned the black silk shirt and black leather trousers he had worn on his previous visit to the club. This time, however, he didn't insert a plug, in case preparing himself for sex was meant to be part of the show. Draco set his wand on his bureau, took a deep breath, and entered the Floo.
~*~
Draco stepped away from the Floo in the entrance of Club Coquette and paused. As always, some of the club's patrons hadn't bothered to go any further before engaging in any and all manner of sexual activity. Draco was approached immediately, but he rebuffed the offers of carnal delights that were suggested to him. Instead, Draco pushed his way through the groping, grasping throng and into the garden beyond the French doors. Even here, people were intimately involved with one another, coupling in the light that spilled through the glass. Draco made his way past the celebrants and slipped into the shadows to await his lover. He didn't have to wait long.
"Are you ready to put on a show, Cinderella?"
Draco's pulse accelerated in reaction, and his already semi-hard cock surged with arousal. He had never pegged himself as an exhibitionist until he had begun frequenting Club Coquette. Now, courage bolstered by the anonymity afforded by his mask, Draco found himself dropping his inhibitions and reveling in the hot regard of strangers as he had sex with his mysterious lover. At first, their public displays had been spontaneous, but lately, Draco's lover had arranged for them to put on a show, as he termed it.
Although nervous, Draco was also incredibly turned on by the prospect. "I'm ready," he said.
~*~
Naked but for his mask, Draco entered the darkened bedchamber and lay down on the large bed. The room itself carried the faint scent of sex, but the bedding was fresh and clean. Draco's cock was fully erect, indicating his eagerness to perform for the delectation of strangers. He arranged himself comfortably against the pillows, body thrumming with anticipation.
In the low light, Draco was able to see a bottle of lubricant on the small side table. He retrieved it and drizzled some of the lube in the palm of his left hand. Draco stroked his erection slowly. His goal was to whet his appetite without bringing himself off.
The lighting in the chamber gradually brightened, and Draco's heart rate quickened. His eyes were drawn to the glass wall of the chamber. He couldn't see into the darkness beyond, but Draco was well aware that he now had an audience.
Draco smeared the fingers of his right hand through the lubricant and reached down between his legs. He fondled his balls in a moment of pure indulgence, rolling them in his fingers and giving himself a squeeze. Draco's cock jerked in his left hand, and he bit his lip to stifle a moan. His right hand trailed lower, locating the entrance to his body with practiced precision. Draco rubbed the pad of one finger over his furled flesh before penetrating himself with the oiled digit. Draco's hips lifted, and this time he did moan as he pleasured and prepared himself.
Draco inserted a second finger, spreading his legs wider as he loosened his entrance. His penis throbbed almost painfully as he imagined what it would be like to be watching as he plied his own body with his hand and fingers.
A noise to his right snared Draco's attention, and he turned his head. His lover strode confidently into the room, wearing nothing but his mask. His jutting cock led the way, and Draco caught his breath at the blatant display of arousal.
"Are you ready for me, Cinderella?" rumbled the stranger. His voice was pitched low enough so that only Draco heard him.
"Yes," breathed Draco, slowly removing his fingers from his body. His rim fluttered at the loss, drawing his lover's heated gaze.
"On your knees, Cinderella. I am going to take you from behind so our audience doesn't miss a single thrust of my cock into your hot little hole."
A whimper of desperate need sounded in Draco's throat, and he rolled over, on his fours, and raised his arse in sexual submission. He was already panting before he felt the bed dip beneath the weight of his lover. Familiar hands settled on Draco's hips, and his lover's thumbs caressed his naked arse cheeks. When the blunt tip of the man's cock prodded Draco's opening, he held his breath. The air in Draco's lungs was expelled on a groan of delight when his lover thrust forward, penetrating him swiftly.
Even the bed seemed to move, and it took Draco a moment to realize the bed was moving. As his lover withdrew and plunged in deeper, the bed began to slowly rotate. Draco grasped the implication at once. Their audience would be treated to quite the show, being able to watch Draco getting fucked from every angle.
The masked stranger drove in hard, achieving full penetration as his groin nestled snugly to Draco's arse. His hands smoothed up Draco's sides, pausing to pinch and roll Draco's peaked nipples, before he caught Draco by the shoulders and urged him upright.
Draco rose to his knees, revealing his taut torso, rigid nipples and erect cock. He felt utterly exposed, and his body tightened in response. The latent exhibitionist in Draco surged to the fore, and he writhed on his lover's cock. He rolled his hips as if he could feel the unseen voyeurs' eyes upon him.
Warm fingers wrapped around Draco's shaft and stroked him from base to tip. Draco threw his head back with a harsh cry of pleasure, and his hips bucked forward, into his lover's grasp.
The stranger shifted his grip and squeezed the base of Draco's cock. "Relax," he crooned in Draco's ear. "If you come too soon, the show will be over."
Draco forced himself to be still and enjoy the way his lover was short-stroking him with his cock. He was fucking Draco with shallow thrusts that teased Draco's rim but didn't stimulate his prostate. Draco's breathing evened somewhat, and his lover rewarded him with a deep, hard thrust. At the same time, the man's hand resumed sliding up and down Draco's prick, wanking him in rhythm with their coupling.
The bed continued to rotate, providing the anonymous voyeurs an unimpeded view of the very intimate joining of their bodies as Draco's lover pounded into him. Draco's head fell back to rest on the stranger's shoulder as his body arched in acceptance and encouragement. He reached back and clasped his hands at the nape of his lover's neck, trusting the man to see to his pleasure. Draco undulated on the bed, hips rocking back and forth between the cock that was stroking his hole and the hand that was fisting his prick. His wet cock and turgid nipples betrayed his growing excitement, leaving the watchers no doubt as to Draco's enjoyment of the proceedings.
"I love it when you come undone and dance on my cock like this," the stranger growled in Draco's ear. Draco could only moan and squirm in response. "We're almost facing the window again," continued the man, breath fanning hotly over Draco's skin and raising goosebumps. "I want you to come then," he said.
A purely animalistic sound tumbled from Draco's parted lips, and his senses sharpened and became focused on the intensity of pleasure between his legs. He was all sinuous grace as his body moved to the primal rhythm of sex. As the bed rotated to face the window, Draco's lover thrust in hard, banging Draco's prostate, and he thumbed the slit at the tip of Draco's cock.
Incandescent pleasure rocketed through Draco in rolling waves of ecstasy. His balls seized up, his rim clamped down, and his cock spurted as he climaxed with a near-scream of pleasure.
An answering groan rumbled in Draco's ear as his lover voiced his own delight in the responsiveness of Draco's body. He released Draco's cock in favor of holding his hips steady as he plunged into him, fucking Draco fast and hard.
Draco's hold on his lover's nape slipped, and he slumped forward onto his forearms. Draco was grateful for the concealing curtain of his hair as he panted and trembled while the stranger slammed into him in search of his own release. When he came, it was with a guttural growl of completion as he ground himself inside of Draco and filled him with the wet pulses of his ejaculate. He came to rest atop Draco, heaving chest pressed to Draco's sweat-dampened back.
The lights in the bedchamber gradually dimmed, leaving Draco and his lover cocooned in welcoming darkness. Drapes closed over the window with a sibilant swish, drawing Draco's attention. He didn't know whether to be glad or not. The exhibitionist in him had wanted to know how many voyeurs were in the audience.
The stranger uncoupled them with a reluctant sigh. "Why is each time with you better than the previous times?" he murmured, giving Draco's arse a fond squeeze before stretching out to lie next to him.
Draco smiled at him through his mask. "I attribute that to your rather wicked inventiveness when it comes to sexual scenarios," he replied.
"So that's the secret," mused the stranger. "I reckon that means I'll have to continue coming up with sexy scenarios for you to enjoy."
Ardent Appetite