Fic: Admit It (1/1) *NC17*
Title: Admit It
Author: Inell
Disclaimer: Rowling owns them all
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Draco/Blaise
Summary: Blaise is a bit upset
Warning: Slash
For Bessorla
ADMIT IT (1/1)
Draco was shoved against the wall, his cheek hitting the cold brick, his lips opening as he exhaled from the impact. His hand reached for his wand, cursing himself for not having it out while he did his routine Prefect patrols. His hand froze when he felt a body against him, a familiar body.
"You were flirting with her again."
"No I wasn't," Draco denied, groaning softly when large hands roughly ripped open his robe and began to squeeze his hardening cock.
"I saw you, Malfoy. Teasing and playing with the pretty little Mudblood. What do you think she'd say if she knew about the games you like to play?"
"It's Granger, damn it," Draco hissed, "I was not flirting with her. Okay, so maybe there was some flirting but, Merlin, she's got great breasts and she's not half bad when she's not arguing or answering all the questions."
"You want her," the words were whispered near his ear, "but you need me, you need what I do to you."
"Blaise, you're hurting me," Draco whimpered as fingers grasped his cock tightly, bruising his sensitive flesh.
"Good," Blaise snarled, pushing the blond against the wall, "you hurt me by going behind my back, flirting with Hermione, not telling me that you want her."
"Damn it, Zabini, let me go," Draco started to struggle, not finding the game amusing now that he heard the anger in Blaise's normally calm and soft voice.
"I don't think so," the taller wizard smirked, using his extra height to keep Draco pinned against the wall. "I think it's time to remind you who you belong to, Draco."
"I don't belong to anyone," Draco replied, his voice low and threatening. Despite the situation, he found that he was enjoying it, his body excited, his cock hard. He was usually the one in control of the sexual relationship he shared with Blaise, the raven-haired wizard rather relaxed and playful.
Blaise merely smiled as he pushed Draco's trousers down around his knees, his left hand unzipping his pants and freeing his hard cock. He stroked himself as he stroked Draco, his anger at Draco's refusal to acknowledge his desires and admit that there was something more between them than the occasional shag causing him to be more rough with his lover.
He found that he was enjoying it, liking the control, though it was not something he would want to have constantly. Once his shaft was ready, he got the bottle of lubricant from his pocket and squirted some between Draco's pale arse cheeks. Tossing the bottle on the floor beside them, he positioned his cock at Draco's entrance and thrust forward, burying himself in the slender blond with one move.
Draco's body arched from the wall at the force of the thrust, his mouth opening in a silent scream as Blaise began to fuck him hard and rough, his lover's hand squeezing his cock as each thrust pushed him against the wall. Once he had adjusted to Blaise's erection, he began to move back, wanting more, finding the anger and passion arousing. He loved when Blaise lost control, though it had rarely happened in the three years they had been shagging.
"Admit that you want her," Blaise demanded as he fucked Draco hard, his left hand tangling in the blond wizard's hair and pulling, "Admit it, Draco. You want Hermione Granger, want to fuck her hard and rough, want to fuck that tight little wet pussy until she's hoarse from begging you for more, want to bury your cock in her uptight arse, want to have those pretty lips wrapped around your cock as you fuck her throat, want to see her eyes full of lust and need and desire for you, want to worship her gorgeous body and lick her full breasts until she's exhausted from coming from just having your tongue and hands on her. Admit it!"
"Yes," Draco whimpered, "Merlin, yes, I want her. I want her so bloody much that I'm constantly aroused whenever she's around. Just the smell of her, vanilla and jasmine, is enough to make my cock hard. I can't have her, though, and it's frustrating and annoying and I hate her for making me need her and want her and not giving me a chance and, damn you, Blaise! Fuck me, harder, deeper."
"You're arse is so tight," Blaise groaned as he roughly plunged into his lover, his indigo eyes nearly black as he sucked on Draco's neck, his hand steadily stroking his lover. He heard Draco come with a grunt, seed spilling onto his hand and the wall, the blond's head resting against the wall as he gasped for breath, his arse taking everything that Blaise gave it. Sinking in deep, he felt his orgasm hit, his seed spilling into Draco's arse and dripping to the floor as he pulled out.
"I hate you," Draco muttered as he closed his gray eyes and rested his face against the wall.
"No you don't," Blaise said matter of factly, "you need me and you want me and you might even love me in your own twisted Malfoy way."
"Bugger off," Draco sighed, his hands reaching for his trousers and pulling them over his sore arse and tucking his spent cock inside them.
"If you're not nice, I won't give you your surprise," Blaise teased softly, his anger having faded during the rough coupling they had just shared.
"Surprise?" Draco opened his eyes, a pale brow arching as he glanced back at the smug face of his lover.
"Something special that we can both share and have fun with," Blaise smirked, his hand moving Draco's head to look in the opposite direction, both their gazes falling upon the stunned but aroused form of Hermione Granger.
Her hand was wet, glistening with her own juices, her brown eyes curious and excited as she looked at them, her breathing ragged and her shirt halfway unbuttoned. Blaise winked at the Gryffindor Prefect, whom he had had the most intriguing conversations with during their studying for Potions, pleased that she had accepted his invitation to join him and Draco despite her initial misgivings and logical arguments. And, judging from the wetness on her fingers, she had definitely enjoyed his show. His tongue ran over his full lips before they curved into sexy smile as he imagined the fun the three of them could have together, whispering in Draco's ear, "Surprise."
*the end*
Crossposted to Sexy_sensual since it sort of involved D/Hr/B *Hr being a naughty little voyeur! Lucky witch! LOL*
Author: Inell
Disclaimer: Rowling owns them all
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Draco/Blaise
Summary: Blaise is a bit upset
Warning: Slash
For Bessorla
ADMIT IT (1/1)
Draco was shoved against the wall, his cheek hitting the cold brick, his lips opening as he exhaled from the impact. His hand reached for his wand, cursing himself for not having it out while he did his routine Prefect patrols. His hand froze when he felt a body against him, a familiar body.
"You were flirting with her again."
"No I wasn't," Draco denied, groaning softly when large hands roughly ripped open his robe and began to squeeze his hardening cock.
"I saw you, Malfoy. Teasing and playing with the pretty little Mudblood. What do you think she'd say if she knew about the games you like to play?"
"It's Granger, damn it," Draco hissed, "I was not flirting with her. Okay, so maybe there was some flirting but, Merlin, she's got great breasts and she's not half bad when she's not arguing or answering all the questions."
"You want her," the words were whispered near his ear, "but you need me, you need what I do to you."
"Blaise, you're hurting me," Draco whimpered as fingers grasped his cock tightly, bruising his sensitive flesh.
"Good," Blaise snarled, pushing the blond against the wall, "you hurt me by going behind my back, flirting with Hermione, not telling me that you want her."
"Damn it, Zabini, let me go," Draco started to struggle, not finding the game amusing now that he heard the anger in Blaise's normally calm and soft voice.
"I don't think so," the taller wizard smirked, using his extra height to keep Draco pinned against the wall. "I think it's time to remind you who you belong to, Draco."
"I don't belong to anyone," Draco replied, his voice low and threatening. Despite the situation, he found that he was enjoying it, his body excited, his cock hard. He was usually the one in control of the sexual relationship he shared with Blaise, the raven-haired wizard rather relaxed and playful.
Blaise merely smiled as he pushed Draco's trousers down around his knees, his left hand unzipping his pants and freeing his hard cock. He stroked himself as he stroked Draco, his anger at Draco's refusal to acknowledge his desires and admit that there was something more between them than the occasional shag causing him to be more rough with his lover.
He found that he was enjoying it, liking the control, though it was not something he would want to have constantly. Once his shaft was ready, he got the bottle of lubricant from his pocket and squirted some between Draco's pale arse cheeks. Tossing the bottle on the floor beside them, he positioned his cock at Draco's entrance and thrust forward, burying himself in the slender blond with one move.
Draco's body arched from the wall at the force of the thrust, his mouth opening in a silent scream as Blaise began to fuck him hard and rough, his lover's hand squeezing his cock as each thrust pushed him against the wall. Once he had adjusted to Blaise's erection, he began to move back, wanting more, finding the anger and passion arousing. He loved when Blaise lost control, though it had rarely happened in the three years they had been shagging.
"Admit that you want her," Blaise demanded as he fucked Draco hard, his left hand tangling in the blond wizard's hair and pulling, "Admit it, Draco. You want Hermione Granger, want to fuck her hard and rough, want to fuck that tight little wet pussy until she's hoarse from begging you for more, want to bury your cock in her uptight arse, want to have those pretty lips wrapped around your cock as you fuck her throat, want to see her eyes full of lust and need and desire for you, want to worship her gorgeous body and lick her full breasts until she's exhausted from coming from just having your tongue and hands on her. Admit it!"
"Yes," Draco whimpered, "Merlin, yes, I want her. I want her so bloody much that I'm constantly aroused whenever she's around. Just the smell of her, vanilla and jasmine, is enough to make my cock hard. I can't have her, though, and it's frustrating and annoying and I hate her for making me need her and want her and not giving me a chance and, damn you, Blaise! Fuck me, harder, deeper."
"You're arse is so tight," Blaise groaned as he roughly plunged into his lover, his indigo eyes nearly black as he sucked on Draco's neck, his hand steadily stroking his lover. He heard Draco come with a grunt, seed spilling onto his hand and the wall, the blond's head resting against the wall as he gasped for breath, his arse taking everything that Blaise gave it. Sinking in deep, he felt his orgasm hit, his seed spilling into Draco's arse and dripping to the floor as he pulled out.
"I hate you," Draco muttered as he closed his gray eyes and rested his face against the wall.
"No you don't," Blaise said matter of factly, "you need me and you want me and you might even love me in your own twisted Malfoy way."
"Bugger off," Draco sighed, his hands reaching for his trousers and pulling them over his sore arse and tucking his spent cock inside them.
"If you're not nice, I won't give you your surprise," Blaise teased softly, his anger having faded during the rough coupling they had just shared.
"Surprise?" Draco opened his eyes, a pale brow arching as he glanced back at the smug face of his lover.
"Something special that we can both share and have fun with," Blaise smirked, his hand moving Draco's head to look in the opposite direction, both their gazes falling upon the stunned but aroused form of Hermione Granger.
Her hand was wet, glistening with her own juices, her brown eyes curious and excited as she looked at them, her breathing ragged and her shirt halfway unbuttoned. Blaise winked at the Gryffindor Prefect, whom he had had the most intriguing conversations with during their studying for Potions, pleased that she had accepted his invitation to join him and Draco despite her initial misgivings and logical arguments. And, judging from the wetness on her fingers, she had definitely enjoyed his show. His tongue ran over his full lips before they curved into sexy smile as he imagined the fun the three of them could have together, whispering in Draco's ear, "Surprise."
*the end*
Crossposted to Sexy_sensual since it sort of involved D/Hr/B *Hr being a naughty little voyeur! Lucky witch! LOL*