Drabble: Unexpected But Most Welcome (23)
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llaeyroTitle: Unexpected But Most Welcome (23)
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, a touch of humiliation, slapping, spanking, praise!kink, hair pulling, blow jobs, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, aftercare, 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, 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, Part TWENTY-TWO or on AO3.
Hands clasped behind his back once more, Draco drank greedily and awkwardly until the glass had been drained. Neville dried the spilled water from Draco’s chin.
“Come,” Neville commanded, moving further into the flat.
Draco tried to stand and follow, which wasn’t easy without using his hands. Neville spun around, the slap this time striking him across the face. Draco dropped back to his knees instantly, panic at the possible consequences of yet another slip up warring with the pain in his cheek, scrambling his brain.
“I did not say you could stand.” Neville sounded exasperated, but his eyes twinkled.
Part TWENTY-FOUR
Pairing: Neville/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make nothing.
Warnings: dirty talk, D/s dynamic, Dom Neville, sub Draco, light biting, masochistic Draco, a touch of humiliation, slapping, spanking, praise!kink, hair pulling, blow jobs, face-fucking, restraint, bondage, aftercare, 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, 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, Part TWENTY-TWO or on AO3.
Hands clasped behind his back once more, Draco drank greedily and awkwardly until the glass had been drained. Neville dried the spilled water from Draco’s chin.
“Come,” Neville commanded, moving further into the flat.
Draco tried to stand and follow, which wasn’t easy without using his hands. Neville spun around, the slap this time striking him across the face. Draco dropped back to his knees instantly, panic at the possible consequences of yet another slip up warring with the pain in his cheek, scrambling his brain.
“I did not say you could stand.” Neville sounded exasperated, but his eyes twinkled.
Part TWENTY-FOUR
