Drabble: Discovering A New Possibility (22)
Title: Discovering A New Possibility (22)
Pairing: Albus Severus/James Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: Incest, guilt, shame, UST, masturbation, voyeurism, explicit language, come licking, nipple play, body piercings, hand job, more warnings to follow!
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. It will not make sense unless you've read the others, so you can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, Part SIX, Part SEVEN, Part EIGHT, Part NINE, Part TEN, Part ELEVEN, Part TWELVE, Part THIRTEEN, Part FOURTEEN, Part FIFTEEN, Part SIXTEEN, Part SEVENTEEN, Part EIGHTEEN, Part NINETEEN, Part TWENTY, Part TWENTY-ONE or view the whole series so far on AO3.
Fucking hell, Al is touching him. He clearly knows what he’s doing, the twist of his wrist around the head is divine, but James knows how to make it better.
Reluctantly, he leans out of the kiss, stretching for the bedside cabinet. Al’s ministrations falter and James fishes the tube out of the drawer as quickly as he can. When he turns back to Al, he’s grinning wickedly again. He doesn’t know what Al is thinking, but he’s more than ready to find out.
Al’s hand is on his chest, gently pushing James onto his back and he happily complies.
Part TWENTY-THREE
Pairing: Albus Severus/James Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: Incest, guilt, shame, UST, masturbation, voyeurism, explicit language, come licking, nipple play, body piercings, hand job, more warnings to follow!
A/N: This is part of an on-going drabble series, posting weekly. It will not make sense unless you've read the others, so you can catch up here: Part ONE, Part TWO, Part THREE, Part FOUR, Part FIVE, Part SIX, Part SEVEN, Part EIGHT, Part NINE, Part TEN, Part ELEVEN, Part TWELVE, Part THIRTEEN, Part FOURTEEN, Part FIFTEEN, Part SIXTEEN, Part SEVENTEEN, Part EIGHTEEN, Part NINETEEN, Part TWENTY, Part TWENTY-ONE or view the whole series so far on AO3.
Fucking hell, Al is touching him. He clearly knows what he’s doing, the twist of his wrist around the head is divine, but James knows how to make it better.
Reluctantly, he leans out of the kiss, stretching for the bedside cabinet. Al’s ministrations falter and James fishes the tube out of the drawer as quickly as he can. When he turns back to Al, he’s grinning wickedly again. He doesn’t know what Al is thinking, but he’s more than ready to find out.
Al’s hand is on his chest, gently pushing James onto his back and he happily complies.
Part TWENTY-THREE