Drabble: Unexpected But Most Welcome (6)
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Title: Unexpected But Most Welcome (6)
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17 (ultimately)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, hair pulling, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, rimming, fingering, intergluteal sex, anal sex, rough sex, wall sex, sofa sex, desk sex, bed sex.
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. You can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, or on AO3.
Neville’s fingers wound through Draco’s hair before yanking harshly. Draco arched back, the long, pale stretch of his neck exposed, Neville’s eyes scanning him searchingly. His other hand swept across Draco’s chest, sharply pinching a nipple. Draco gasped and whined needily, bringing a wicked smile onto Neville’s face. He pulled Draco closer, angling his head to the side and grazing teeth along Draco’s jaw.
“In that case, you better tell me your safe word,” Neville purred.
Draco shivered with anticipation. “Can we use colours?”
“Why?” Neville sounded genuinely curious.
“Wordless spells. I’d rather you kept my mouth busy,” he smirked.
Part SEVEN
Title: Unexpected But Most Welcome (6)
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17 (ultimately)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, hair pulling, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, rimming, fingering, intergluteal sex, anal sex, rough sex, wall sex, sofa sex, desk sex, bed sex.
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. You can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, or on AO3.
Neville’s fingers wound through Draco’s hair before yanking harshly. Draco arched back, the long, pale stretch of his neck exposed, Neville’s eyes scanning him searchingly. His other hand swept across Draco’s chest, sharply pinching a nipple. Draco gasped and whined needily, bringing a wicked smile onto Neville’s face. He pulled Draco closer, angling his head to the side and grazing teeth along Draco’s jaw.
“In that case, you better tell me your safe word,” Neville purred.
Draco shivered with anticipation. “Can we use colours?”
“Why?” Neville sounded genuinely curious.
“Wordless spells. I’d rather you kept my mouth busy,” he smirked.
Part SEVEN
