Dark Delight
Title: Dark Delight
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 630
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, creature!fic
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for myserenade, who asked for update to any vampire/creature verse, bondage. This is from my Delighted verse.
Summary: Potter comes to Draco in the darkness.
Draco had gone to Purgatory in hopes of seeing Potter again. It had been four days, or nights, rather, since he had last known the pleasure Potter could bring him. When the club closed for the evening, Draco reluctantly returned home to his lonely bed. He could have pulled someone else at the club, but he wanted more of what Potter, the vampire, could give him.
Draco took a shower and had a wank before climbing into bed and allowing sleep to claim him.
~*~
Draco opened his eyes. It was completely dark in his room, and he didn't know what had awakened him. Draco tried to roll over and realized he couldn't move. He gasped, tugging at his hands, which had been bound to his headboard.
"Relax, you're only dreaming."
Draco recognized the silky tones of Potter's voice, and his body stilled in anticipation. His cock, however, swelled and lengthened, rising to jut from between his legs. The blankets were slowly dragged down Draco's form, caressing his cock along the way. He moaned and squirmed on the bed. His inability to see in the darkness only heightened Draco's other senses and left his skin prickling with the heat of his arousal.
When nothing further happened, Draco's breath quickened. For all he knew, Potter could have left him like this--aroused and aching and incapable of seeing to his own needs. A faint whimper escaped him.
There was an answering chuckle from nearby, and Draco nearly gasped in relief. Potter hadn't abandoned him. The bed gave beneath the vampire's weight, and Draco spread his legs in immediate surrender. Cool, slick fingers located Draco's entrance and pushed inside. Draco groaned and bore down, twisting his hips and fucking himself on the questing fingers within him.
"So hot, so eager," murmured Potter. "I can't wait to taste you and fuck you."
Draco whimpered at the vampire's dark promise. He voiced a mild complaint when Potter's fingers pulled free of him, but the sensation of Potter's body covering his in the darkness caused him to fall silent as he held his breath. Potter's cock pressed to Draco's prepared opening and paused.
"Please," Draco whispered, turning his head and baring his throat. A cry of delight escaped him as Potter boldly thrust into him and clamped his fangs into Draco's neck. He tilted his pelvis, demanding more, and groaning as Potter drove in deeper. The suction on his throat was unbearably erotic, and Draco mewled in helpless passion as he writhed beneath Potter.
Potter rode Draco with consummate ease, pounding into Draco's willing body again and again until Draco climaxed with a keening cry of pleasure. He relaxed into the bedding, sated and sticky, but it wasn't over yet. Potter continued his frantic movements, fucking Draco hard as he fed from his blood. Draco's body quivered with aftershocks as Potter's cock dragged over his sensitive sweet spot over and over.
At last, Potter wrenched his fangs free and stiffened above Draco, spurting inside of him with a harsh grunt of completion.
Draco was lethargic from sexual release and blood loss, and he could only muster a sigh when Potter uncoupled them slowly. Warm fingers stroked his throat, closing the small puncture wounds left by Potter's fangs. Draco shivered with chill when Potter moved away from him. An instant later, the bonds fell away from his wrists, freeing him.
Potter's voice came from the darkness. "Pleasant dreams."
Draco sat up and flicked on his bedside lamp, blinking in the dim light. He frowned in disappointment. Potter was gone.
Dangerous Delight
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Word count: 630
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, creature!fic
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warnings.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for myserenade, who asked for update to any vampire/creature verse, bondage. This is from my Delighted verse.
Summary: Potter comes to Draco in the darkness.
Draco had gone to Purgatory in hopes of seeing Potter again. It had been four days, or nights, rather, since he had last known the pleasure Potter could bring him. When the club closed for the evening, Draco reluctantly returned home to his lonely bed. He could have pulled someone else at the club, but he wanted more of what Potter, the vampire, could give him.
Draco took a shower and had a wank before climbing into bed and allowing sleep to claim him.
~*~
Draco opened his eyes. It was completely dark in his room, and he didn't know what had awakened him. Draco tried to roll over and realized he couldn't move. He gasped, tugging at his hands, which had been bound to his headboard.
"Relax, you're only dreaming."
Draco recognized the silky tones of Potter's voice, and his body stilled in anticipation. His cock, however, swelled and lengthened, rising to jut from between his legs. The blankets were slowly dragged down Draco's form, caressing his cock along the way. He moaned and squirmed on the bed. His inability to see in the darkness only heightened Draco's other senses and left his skin prickling with the heat of his arousal.
When nothing further happened, Draco's breath quickened. For all he knew, Potter could have left him like this--aroused and aching and incapable of seeing to his own needs. A faint whimper escaped him.
There was an answering chuckle from nearby, and Draco nearly gasped in relief. Potter hadn't abandoned him. The bed gave beneath the vampire's weight, and Draco spread his legs in immediate surrender. Cool, slick fingers located Draco's entrance and pushed inside. Draco groaned and bore down, twisting his hips and fucking himself on the questing fingers within him.
"So hot, so eager," murmured Potter. "I can't wait to taste you and fuck you."
Draco whimpered at the vampire's dark promise. He voiced a mild complaint when Potter's fingers pulled free of him, but the sensation of Potter's body covering his in the darkness caused him to fall silent as he held his breath. Potter's cock pressed to Draco's prepared opening and paused.
"Please," Draco whispered, turning his head and baring his throat. A cry of delight escaped him as Potter boldly thrust into him and clamped his fangs into Draco's neck. He tilted his pelvis, demanding more, and groaning as Potter drove in deeper. The suction on his throat was unbearably erotic, and Draco mewled in helpless passion as he writhed beneath Potter.
Potter rode Draco with consummate ease, pounding into Draco's willing body again and again until Draco climaxed with a keening cry of pleasure. He relaxed into the bedding, sated and sticky, but it wasn't over yet. Potter continued his frantic movements, fucking Draco hard as he fed from his blood. Draco's body quivered with aftershocks as Potter's cock dragged over his sensitive sweet spot over and over.
At last, Potter wrenched his fangs free and stiffened above Draco, spurting inside of him with a harsh grunt of completion.
Draco was lethargic from sexual release and blood loss, and he could only muster a sigh when Potter uncoupled them slowly. Warm fingers stroked his throat, closing the small puncture wounds left by Potter's fangs. Draco shivered with chill when Potter moved away from him. An instant later, the bonds fell away from his wrists, freeing him.
Potter's voice came from the darkness. "Pleasant dreams."
Draco sat up and flicked on his bedside lamp, blinking in the dim light. He frowned in disappointment. Potter was gone.
Dangerous Delight