Birthday!gift, AWDT
Title: Live a Little 2
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: H/D, OMC
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Oral, public sex (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 1010
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for whispers_of_me, who asked for a sequel to Live a Little. Also uses the current awdt prompt of Every day I love you less and less.
Summary: Harry makes good on his promise.
Draco's eager steps slowed as Potter hauled him into the tattoo parlor. Having his nipples pierced while Potter sucked his cock had seemed like a good idea at the time, but now Draco was having serious misgivings. Everyone milling about inside had multiple tattoos and piercings, and Draco felt irrationally intimidated.
"Harry! What can I do for you, mate?" greeted a burly bloke as he stepped from behind the counter.
Potter exchanged a vigorous handshake with the man and replied, "Hullo, Archie. My friend here would like a piercing."
"A piercing, eh?" rumbled Archie. "Would he be wanting a Prince Albert?"
Draco blanched, and Potter laughed. "Not this time," he replied. "We do have a special request, however."
~*~
Draco had been guided to a back room of the establishment. He was now seated in a reclining chair, nervously drumming his fingers on the arm. He had removed his shirt, and his trousers were undone. A lap robe covered the lower half of his body. Despite the fact that he was shivering with a strange combination of dread and excitement, Draco was hard. He had requested the blanket to preserve what scraps of dignity he had left.
Potter and Archie entered, chatting amicably. Potter pulled up a stool and sat in front of Draco, between his feet. He reached up beneath the blanket to massage Draco's cock and balls through the silky material of his boxers. Draco hissed and arched at the contact. The sound of Archie bustling about behind them lent a naughty, exhilarating air to the proceedings. Archie pulled up another stool next to Draco while Potter's hand was busy freeing Draco's erection from his pants. With his other hand, Potter lifted the edge of the blanket and ducked beneath it. Draco held his breath, only to expel it on a soft gasp when Archie placed a clamp on his nipple at the same time as Potter's warm, wet mouth closed over the head of his cock. The pinch of his nipple bordered on painful, but Draco's attention was fixed firmly between his legs, where Potter's lips and tongue were working magic.
Draco gripped the arms of his chair as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. An instant later, his body jolted at the hot stab of pain through his left nipple.
"Easy, lad," Archie soothed. "'Tis done."
Potter hummed around Draco's prick, and he forgot about the flash of pain. Archie finished with Draco's nipple, and the remaining throb seemed only to sharpen the edges of his pleasure. Draco squirmed in his chair, trying not to thrust into Potter's mouth while Potter tormented him by sucking Draco to the edge of orgasm before pulling back. Draco whined in frustration. He kept his eyes shut, not wanting to suffer the embarrassment of meeting Archie's gaze while the other man continued the procedure of piercing Draco's other nipple. He winced as his right nipple was clamped, squirming in discomfort. Potter took him in deeper, running his tongue up the length of the vein that throbbed on the underside of Draco's prick. Draco moaned, then yelped as Archie ruthlessly pierced his other nipple. Potter reacted by digging his tongue into the tiny slit at the tip of Draco's penis, successfully distracting him once again.
"All done, lad," Archie beamed. He rose to his feet and patted Draco on the head. Draco was too lost in sensation to pay him any mind. "Carry on, Harry," Archie called cheerfully on his way out of the room.
Potter's hand emerged from beneath the blanket to give a thumbs-up. When his hand returned, it was to firmly grasp Draco's shaft. Potter then went from teasing to pleasing. He went down on Draco in earnest, hollowing his cheeks and applying hard suction.
Draco panted and writhed in the chair, his restless movements kicking the blanket away. With his legs now free, Draco draped one over Potter's shoulder while the other splayed over the arm of the chair, providing Potter greater access to his bits. Draco pried his eyes open, and the sight of Potter's reddened lips stretched around the shaft of his cock was Draco's undoing. He came with a shrill cry of pleasure, shooting down Potter's throat. Draco slumped back in his chair, cock soft and sated and nipples tingling in an unfamiliar manner.
Potter leaned forward to admire the silver rings now adorning Draco's nipples. He reached up and fingered one lightly, sending an arrow of sensation from Draco's nipple to his cock. He hissed and twitched in reaction. Potter grinned at him and rose to his feet. "Get dressed," he said, "although I recommend you leave your shirt off for now."
Draco clambered out of the chair and stood on shaking legs. He tucked himself in and fastened his trousers. He then shrugged into his shirt, shuddering as the soft material brushed against his overly-sensitized nipples. Draco settled for simply allowing the shirt to hang open.
"Ready?" Potter asked. Draco nodded and followed him out to the front of the establishment.
Archie shook his head at them and rolled his eyes before teasing, "I should charge you double for that."
"Nonsense, you love me too much," bantered Potter, fluttering his eyelashes in an exaggerated manner.
"Every day I love you less and less," Archie declared, sliding a bill across the counter.
Potter laughed and counted out some galleons, adding a generous tip. Taking Draco's hand, Potter asked Archie, "May we use your Floo?" Archie nodded and waved them off, and Potter tugged Draco in his wake. As they stepped into the Floo, Potter reached for the powder and commented, "It's time for you to experience what it's like to have someone shagging your arse while tugging your nipple rings."
~tbc~
And before you ask, "Episkey!"
Live a Little 3
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: H/D, OMC
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Oral, public sex (Characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.)
Word count: 1010
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the rating, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for whispers_of_me, who asked for a sequel to Live a Little. Also uses the current awdt prompt of Every day I love you less and less.
Summary: Harry makes good on his promise.
Draco's eager steps slowed as Potter hauled him into the tattoo parlor. Having his nipples pierced while Potter sucked his cock had seemed like a good idea at the time, but now Draco was having serious misgivings. Everyone milling about inside had multiple tattoos and piercings, and Draco felt irrationally intimidated.
"Harry! What can I do for you, mate?" greeted a burly bloke as he stepped from behind the counter.
Potter exchanged a vigorous handshake with the man and replied, "Hullo, Archie. My friend here would like a piercing."
"A piercing, eh?" rumbled Archie. "Would he be wanting a Prince Albert?"
Draco blanched, and Potter laughed. "Not this time," he replied. "We do have a special request, however."
~*~
Draco had been guided to a back room of the establishment. He was now seated in a reclining chair, nervously drumming his fingers on the arm. He had removed his shirt, and his trousers were undone. A lap robe covered the lower half of his body. Despite the fact that he was shivering with a strange combination of dread and excitement, Draco was hard. He had requested the blanket to preserve what scraps of dignity he had left.
Potter and Archie entered, chatting amicably. Potter pulled up a stool and sat in front of Draco, between his feet. He reached up beneath the blanket to massage Draco's cock and balls through the silky material of his boxers. Draco hissed and arched at the contact. The sound of Archie bustling about behind them lent a naughty, exhilarating air to the proceedings. Archie pulled up another stool next to Draco while Potter's hand was busy freeing Draco's erection from his pants. With his other hand, Potter lifted the edge of the blanket and ducked beneath it. Draco held his breath, only to expel it on a soft gasp when Archie placed a clamp on his nipple at the same time as Potter's warm, wet mouth closed over the head of his cock. The pinch of his nipple bordered on painful, but Draco's attention was fixed firmly between his legs, where Potter's lips and tongue were working magic.
Draco gripped the arms of his chair as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. An instant later, his body jolted at the hot stab of pain through his left nipple.
"Easy, lad," Archie soothed. "'Tis done."
Potter hummed around Draco's prick, and he forgot about the flash of pain. Archie finished with Draco's nipple, and the remaining throb seemed only to sharpen the edges of his pleasure. Draco squirmed in his chair, trying not to thrust into Potter's mouth while Potter tormented him by sucking Draco to the edge of orgasm before pulling back. Draco whined in frustration. He kept his eyes shut, not wanting to suffer the embarrassment of meeting Archie's gaze while the other man continued the procedure of piercing Draco's other nipple. He winced as his right nipple was clamped, squirming in discomfort. Potter took him in deeper, running his tongue up the length of the vein that throbbed on the underside of Draco's prick. Draco moaned, then yelped as Archie ruthlessly pierced his other nipple. Potter reacted by digging his tongue into the tiny slit at the tip of Draco's penis, successfully distracting him once again.
"All done, lad," Archie beamed. He rose to his feet and patted Draco on the head. Draco was too lost in sensation to pay him any mind. "Carry on, Harry," Archie called cheerfully on his way out of the room.
Potter's hand emerged from beneath the blanket to give a thumbs-up. When his hand returned, it was to firmly grasp Draco's shaft. Potter then went from teasing to pleasing. He went down on Draco in earnest, hollowing his cheeks and applying hard suction.
Draco panted and writhed in the chair, his restless movements kicking the blanket away. With his legs now free, Draco draped one over Potter's shoulder while the other splayed over the arm of the chair, providing Potter greater access to his bits. Draco pried his eyes open, and the sight of Potter's reddened lips stretched around the shaft of his cock was Draco's undoing. He came with a shrill cry of pleasure, shooting down Potter's throat. Draco slumped back in his chair, cock soft and sated and nipples tingling in an unfamiliar manner.
Potter leaned forward to admire the silver rings now adorning Draco's nipples. He reached up and fingered one lightly, sending an arrow of sensation from Draco's nipple to his cock. He hissed and twitched in reaction. Potter grinned at him and rose to his feet. "Get dressed," he said, "although I recommend you leave your shirt off for now."
Draco clambered out of the chair and stood on shaking legs. He tucked himself in and fastened his trousers. He then shrugged into his shirt, shuddering as the soft material brushed against his overly-sensitized nipples. Draco settled for simply allowing the shirt to hang open.
"Ready?" Potter asked. Draco nodded and followed him out to the front of the establishment.
Archie shook his head at them and rolled his eyes before teasing, "I should charge you double for that."
"Nonsense, you love me too much," bantered Potter, fluttering his eyelashes in an exaggerated manner.
"Every day I love you less and less," Archie declared, sliding a bill across the counter.
Potter laughed and counted out some galleons, adding a generous tip. Taking Draco's hand, Potter asked Archie, "May we use your Floo?" Archie nodded and waved them off, and Potter tugged Draco in his wake. As they stepped into the Floo, Potter reached for the powder and commented, "It's time for you to experience what it's like to have someone shagging your arse while tugging your nipple rings."
~tbc~
And before you ask, "Episkey!"
Live a Little 3