Fic: Midnight Whispers (Bill/Draco)
Title: Midnight Whispers
Pairing: Draco/Bill
Prompt: after dark
Rating: R
Word Count: 316
Summary: Sunday night’s are all for hearing the sea.
Link to Prompt Table: here
The room is dark, they decided to sleep early and enjoy the Sunday night without any family to keep then agitated. Bill likes the smell of sleepiness that comes from Draco skin, it’s inebriating and calls him to get even drowsier; enjoying the way his boyfriend is relaxed against him. Draco is almost never quiet, always doing something, keeping himself busy.
In night’s like this, he can hear the sea outside, the waves crashing in the beach and the saltiness in the air more accentuated than ever. Bill loves how the sea seems to be be telling him secrets, how the beach answers it and reverberates the sounds, until they reach him in bed. Draco will whine when he pulls the covers, and pulls him to Bill’s chest: he likes to whisper in Draco’s ear, making the skin break with goosebumps.
“Wake up, love.” Bill kisses Draco cheek, his nose bumping against the soft skin.
“Shut up.” Draco tries to kick him, his legs spasming, without reaching anything.
“Let me convince you, huh?” Bill let’s his hand roam at Draco’s back, smiling when he feels the aborted moves from Draco’s hips.
“Sleeeeeep, Weasley.”
“Come on, blondie, we are alone, no brothers or your mother, we should enjoy it.”
Draco bites his shoulder and rolls to the other side, snuggling to another pillow. It is very adorable and Bill almost wants to leave him alone, but he just can’t. He embraces the blonde from behind and starts kissing him, bringing Draco flush against his body.
“No, no, dark, sleep, let me.”
Bill falls to the bed, smiling. He would try again, but Draco looks so good like that, cuddly. So he gets up and sits in the window sill, smiling at the whispers coming from the night; later Draco will join him, a cup of tea in hand, for them to share. He really loves Sunday nights.
Pairing: Draco/Bill
Prompt: after dark
Rating: R
Word Count: 316
Summary: Sunday night’s are all for hearing the sea.
Link to Prompt Table: here
The room is dark, they decided to sleep early and enjoy the Sunday night without any family to keep then agitated. Bill likes the smell of sleepiness that comes from Draco skin, it’s inebriating and calls him to get even drowsier; enjoying the way his boyfriend is relaxed against him. Draco is almost never quiet, always doing something, keeping himself busy.
In night’s like this, he can hear the sea outside, the waves crashing in the beach and the saltiness in the air more accentuated than ever. Bill loves how the sea seems to be be telling him secrets, how the beach answers it and reverberates the sounds, until they reach him in bed. Draco will whine when he pulls the covers, and pulls him to Bill’s chest: he likes to whisper in Draco’s ear, making the skin break with goosebumps.
“Wake up, love.” Bill kisses Draco cheek, his nose bumping against the soft skin.
“Shut up.” Draco tries to kick him, his legs spasming, without reaching anything.
“Let me convince you, huh?” Bill let’s his hand roam at Draco’s back, smiling when he feels the aborted moves from Draco’s hips.
“Sleeeeeep, Weasley.”
“Come on, blondie, we are alone, no brothers or your mother, we should enjoy it.”
Draco bites his shoulder and rolls to the other side, snuggling to another pillow. It is very adorable and Bill almost wants to leave him alone, but he just can’t. He embraces the blonde from behind and starts kissing him, bringing Draco flush against his body.
“No, no, dark, sleep, let me.”
Bill falls to the bed, smiling. He would try again, but Draco looks so good like that, cuddly. So he gets up and sits in the window sill, smiling at the whispers coming from the night; later Draco will join him, a cup of tea in hand, for them to share. He really loves Sunday nights.