Avid Audience
Title: Avid Audience
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism
Word count: 1275
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for lijahlover, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: An erotic interlude that reminds Draco of their first time.
The following night, Draco took extra care as he prepared to go to the club. He used a charm to leave his legs and balls smooth and hairless, and he selected a small plug to insert. It would leave him lubed yet tight, ready to please his lover. Draco pulled his silk stockings up his thighs, slithered into his green corset, and stepped into the short black skirt that Zee loved so much. He put on his ankle boots and surveyed his reflection in the mirror. It whistled back at him in approval.
Draco smiled and donned his feathered mask.
~*~
Draco stepped out of the Floo in the opulent lobby of Club Coquette. He'd taken only a few steps when he heard a yelp and a bang behind him. Draco whirled to see the Floo flare red before it cooled and darkened again. His heart hammered against his ribs, yet no one else seemed alarmed.
"What happened?" he asked a passing patron, who was dressed like a swan.
She smiled a tad too gleefully. "Oh, someone tried to sneak in with his or her wand. The rules clearly state no wands on the premises, but some people need to learn that the hard way."
Draco nodded in understanding and crossed quickly to the French doors. He wanted to get out of the club and into the gardens, where he typically met his lover. Instead of Zee, however, Draco encountered a young man wearing only a mask and a loincloth.
"Are you Cinderella?" he asked.
"I am," Draco responded with a nod.
"I've a message for you," said the man, handing Draco a rolled missive, tied with a black silk ribbon. He walked away before Draco could thank him.
With a shrug, Draco untied the ribbon and smoothed out the parchment. It was a note from Zee, indicating he was running late, but that he was looking forward to their activities this evening. The note included a small, animated drawing that was amusingly explicit. It reminded Draco of the note he'd once passed to Potter at Hogwarts.
Draco chuckled to himself and hopped up to sit on the low, stone wall that bordered the walkway leading into the gardens. He crossed his ankles and settled in to wait. Draco had to decline some offers from other club patrons, but he was also treated to the sight of another amorous couple shagging against the wall opposite him. He squirmed a bit on his perch, hoping that Zee would arrive soon to alleviate his ache.
Draco was hovering on the verge of annoyance when Zee finally put in an appearance.
"Sorry, love," he murmured, leaning in to kiss Draco's lips. Zee placed his hands on Draco's knees and nudged them apart. He then stepped between Draco's legs and bestowed a much more passionate kiss on him.
Draco's toes curled in his boots, and he moaned into Zee's mouth. He looped his arms around Zee's neck and hooked one leg behind his lover's thighs. Draco arched, frotting against Zee in search of some relief.
Zee broke the kiss and dragged in a ragged gulp of air, while Draco whimpered and kneaded his lover's shoulders. "Shall I fuck you right here, Cinderella?" Zee asked in a husky voice. "Here, where anyone can stop and watch as I split you open with my big cock?"
"Yes," Draco gasped in reply. He tightened his leg around the back of Zee's, trying to drag him closer.
"You are an impatient, insatiable minx," chided Zee. He cupped Draco's arse cheeks through his short skirt and tugged him to the edge of the wall. Zee delved between Draco's cheeks and found the handle of the small plug, barely protruding from Draco's body. He slowly pulled it free, twisting the plug as he did so.
"Oh god," moaned Draco, letting his head fall back.
Zee pocketed the plug and unzipped his black trousers. He withdrew his erect cock and stroked himself from base to tip.
Draco raised his head. Over Zee's shoulders, he could see that they'd already attracted a group of voyeurs, who were anxious to watch him submit to his sexy lover. Draco's pulse quickened in anticipation, and his cock throbbed in time to the rapid beat of his heart.
Zee hooked Draco's bent leg in his left elbow and hoisted it higher, opening Draco for his pleasure and baring him for all to see. With his right hand, Zee guided his cock to Draco's slick entrance. He teased Draco's twitching rim with the tip, pressing forward without penetrating, only to ease back and circle Draco's entrance.
"Please," Draco begged, fingers tightening on Zee's shoulders.
"Just getting you nice and wet," murmured Zee.
Draco could feel how damp the head of his lover's cock was, and he wanted it in him. Now. "Now, Zee," he demanded.
Zee chuckled, but he ceased his delicious torment. He pushed forward slowly, popping past Draco's rim and sinking inside of him.
"Yes," Draco groaned. His eyelashes fluttered, and his head lolled back once more.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"More...please..."
Zee's teeth flashed beneath his mask in a satisfied grin. He drew back and plunged in deeper.
Draco's breath left him in a shuddering sigh. The audience that had gathered sighed their appreciation, as well. Zee's hips jerked forward, embedding himself completely. Draco groaned again. The small plug had left him tighter than normal, and the intrusion of Zee's cock bordered on painful. Draco relished the stretch and the burn. He never felt more alive than he did when he was full of his lover.
Zee paused a moment, as if sensing Draco's discomfort, and then he began to move. His thrusts were slow and smooth at first, drawing out almost entirely before pushing back in with a long, slick gliding motion. Draco tolerated it, reveled in it, until he wanted more...needed more. He hooked his free leg around Zee's thighs and urged his lover on. Zee responded beautifully. He increased his tempo, each thrust harder, faster, and deeper. His breath huffed out of him with the effort, while tiny whimpers of pleasure fell from Draco's parted lips.
Draco wanted desperately to snap his hips forward to meet each of Zee's strokes, but his precarious perch on the wall made movement impossible. He had to settle for pushing a hand between them to grasp and squeeze his aching prick.
"That's it, Cinderella," praised Zee. "Pleasure yourself for me. I want to be inside of you when you come undone."
"Fuck, fuck," panted Draco.
"Look at you. You put the sin in Cinderella."
"You're the one who...oh god...who puts the sin in me," Draco puffed.
"Mm, I'll fill you with sin, alright," Zee growled. His hips were pumping furiously by now, driving himself deep into Draco with each thrust. Lubricant and pre-come combined to create a wet, delicious sound as their bodies strained together towards the peak.
Zee leaned close and nipped Draco's neck, just below his ear. The sharp, unexpected sting catapulted Draco into ecstasy. He cried out in pleasure as he spilled over his fingers and soiled his skirt with his release.
Zee buried his face in Draco's neck and groaned aloud as he achieved his own climax. Draco smiled as he felt Zee pulse inside of him. How he loved to please his lover like this. Zee's arms tightened around Draco, holding him close as if loathe to leave the silken clasp of his body.
Their avid audience drifted away, leaving Draco and Zee in relative privacy for the moment.
"You certainly know how to put on a show," Zee murmured into Draco's hair.
Draco smiled. "You inspire me."
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Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: ???/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism
Word count: 1275
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for lijahlover, who requested more of Club Coquette
Summary: An erotic interlude that reminds Draco of their first time.
The following night, Draco took extra care as he prepared to go to the club. He used a charm to leave his legs and balls smooth and hairless, and he selected a small plug to insert. It would leave him lubed yet tight, ready to please his lover. Draco pulled his silk stockings up his thighs, slithered into his green corset, and stepped into the short black skirt that Zee loved so much. He put on his ankle boots and surveyed his reflection in the mirror. It whistled back at him in approval.
Draco smiled and donned his feathered mask.
~*~
Draco stepped out of the Floo in the opulent lobby of Club Coquette. He'd taken only a few steps when he heard a yelp and a bang behind him. Draco whirled to see the Floo flare red before it cooled and darkened again. His heart hammered against his ribs, yet no one else seemed alarmed.
"What happened?" he asked a passing patron, who was dressed like a swan.
She smiled a tad too gleefully. "Oh, someone tried to sneak in with his or her wand. The rules clearly state no wands on the premises, but some people need to learn that the hard way."
Draco nodded in understanding and crossed quickly to the French doors. He wanted to get out of the club and into the gardens, where he typically met his lover. Instead of Zee, however, Draco encountered a young man wearing only a mask and a loincloth.
"Are you Cinderella?" he asked.
"I am," Draco responded with a nod.
"I've a message for you," said the man, handing Draco a rolled missive, tied with a black silk ribbon. He walked away before Draco could thank him.
With a shrug, Draco untied the ribbon and smoothed out the parchment. It was a note from Zee, indicating he was running late, but that he was looking forward to their activities this evening. The note included a small, animated drawing that was amusingly explicit. It reminded Draco of the note he'd once passed to Potter at Hogwarts.
Draco chuckled to himself and hopped up to sit on the low, stone wall that bordered the walkway leading into the gardens. He crossed his ankles and settled in to wait. Draco had to decline some offers from other club patrons, but he was also treated to the sight of another amorous couple shagging against the wall opposite him. He squirmed a bit on his perch, hoping that Zee would arrive soon to alleviate his ache.
Draco was hovering on the verge of annoyance when Zee finally put in an appearance.
"Sorry, love," he murmured, leaning in to kiss Draco's lips. Zee placed his hands on Draco's knees and nudged them apart. He then stepped between Draco's legs and bestowed a much more passionate kiss on him.
Draco's toes curled in his boots, and he moaned into Zee's mouth. He looped his arms around Zee's neck and hooked one leg behind his lover's thighs. Draco arched, frotting against Zee in search of some relief.
Zee broke the kiss and dragged in a ragged gulp of air, while Draco whimpered and kneaded his lover's shoulders. "Shall I fuck you right here, Cinderella?" Zee asked in a husky voice. "Here, where anyone can stop and watch as I split you open with my big cock?"
"Yes," Draco gasped in reply. He tightened his leg around the back of Zee's, trying to drag him closer.
"You are an impatient, insatiable minx," chided Zee. He cupped Draco's arse cheeks through his short skirt and tugged him to the edge of the wall. Zee delved between Draco's cheeks and found the handle of the small plug, barely protruding from Draco's body. He slowly pulled it free, twisting the plug as he did so.
"Oh god," moaned Draco, letting his head fall back.
Zee pocketed the plug and unzipped his black trousers. He withdrew his erect cock and stroked himself from base to tip.
Draco raised his head. Over Zee's shoulders, he could see that they'd already attracted a group of voyeurs, who were anxious to watch him submit to his sexy lover. Draco's pulse quickened in anticipation, and his cock throbbed in time to the rapid beat of his heart.
Zee hooked Draco's bent leg in his left elbow and hoisted it higher, opening Draco for his pleasure and baring him for all to see. With his right hand, Zee guided his cock to Draco's slick entrance. He teased Draco's twitching rim with the tip, pressing forward without penetrating, only to ease back and circle Draco's entrance.
"Please," Draco begged, fingers tightening on Zee's shoulders.
"Just getting you nice and wet," murmured Zee.
Draco could feel how damp the head of his lover's cock was, and he wanted it in him. Now. "Now, Zee," he demanded.
Zee chuckled, but he ceased his delicious torment. He pushed forward slowly, popping past Draco's rim and sinking inside of him.
"Yes," Draco groaned. His eyelashes fluttered, and his head lolled back once more.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"More...please..."
Zee's teeth flashed beneath his mask in a satisfied grin. He drew back and plunged in deeper.
Draco's breath left him in a shuddering sigh. The audience that had gathered sighed their appreciation, as well. Zee's hips jerked forward, embedding himself completely. Draco groaned again. The small plug had left him tighter than normal, and the intrusion of Zee's cock bordered on painful. Draco relished the stretch and the burn. He never felt more alive than he did when he was full of his lover.
Zee paused a moment, as if sensing Draco's discomfort, and then he began to move. His thrusts were slow and smooth at first, drawing out almost entirely before pushing back in with a long, slick gliding motion. Draco tolerated it, reveled in it, until he wanted more...needed more. He hooked his free leg around Zee's thighs and urged his lover on. Zee responded beautifully. He increased his tempo, each thrust harder, faster, and deeper. His breath huffed out of him with the effort, while tiny whimpers of pleasure fell from Draco's parted lips.
Draco wanted desperately to snap his hips forward to meet each of Zee's strokes, but his precarious perch on the wall made movement impossible. He had to settle for pushing a hand between them to grasp and squeeze his aching prick.
"That's it, Cinderella," praised Zee. "Pleasure yourself for me. I want to be inside of you when you come undone."
"Fuck, fuck," panted Draco.
"Look at you. You put the sin in Cinderella."
"You're the one who...oh god...who puts the sin in me," Draco puffed.
"Mm, I'll fill you with sin, alright," Zee growled. His hips were pumping furiously by now, driving himself deep into Draco with each thrust. Lubricant and pre-come combined to create a wet, delicious sound as their bodies strained together towards the peak.
Zee leaned close and nipped Draco's neck, just below his ear. The sharp, unexpected sting catapulted Draco into ecstasy. He cried out in pleasure as he spilled over his fingers and soiled his skirt with his release.
Zee buried his face in Draco's neck and groaned aloud as he achieved his own climax. Draco smiled as he felt Zee pulse inside of him. How he loved to please his lover like this. Zee's arms tightened around Draco, holding him close as if loathe to leave the silken clasp of his body.
Their avid audience drifted away, leaving Draco and Zee in relative privacy for the moment.
"You certainly know how to put on a show," Zee murmured into Draco's hair.
Draco smiled. "You inspire me."
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