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Drabble: Discovering A New Possibility (24)
Title: Discovering A New Possibility (24)
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, blow job, fingering, 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, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN, ELEVEN, TWELVE, THIRTEEN, FOURTEEN, FIFTEEN, SIXTEEN, SEVENTEEN, EIGHTEEN, NINETEEN, TWENTY, TWENTY-ONE, TWENTY-TWO, TWENTY-THREE or view the whole series so far on AO3.
James sinks his fingers into handfuls of sheets, fighting the urge to grab Al by the hair and fuck his mouth. Al pulls off too soon but James is gasping again as he sucks a bollock into his mouth, tongue swirling around it.
Merlin, he wants this. He wants that tongue lower. He’s never let anyone touch him there, with tongue, finger or cock. It felt too personal, too intimate to give to casual or short term partners. Deep down, maybe, he knew he was saving something for Al. Just in case.
He parts his legs further, canting his hips.
Part TWENTY-FIVE
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, blow job, fingering, 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, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN, ELEVEN, TWELVE, THIRTEEN, FOURTEEN, FIFTEEN, SIXTEEN, SEVENTEEN, EIGHTEEN, NINETEEN, TWENTY, TWENTY-ONE, TWENTY-TWO, TWENTY-THREE or view the whole series so far on AO3.
James sinks his fingers into handfuls of sheets, fighting the urge to grab Al by the hair and fuck his mouth. Al pulls off too soon but James is gasping again as he sucks a bollock into his mouth, tongue swirling around it.
Merlin, he wants this. He wants that tongue lower. He’s never let anyone touch him there, with tongue, finger or cock. It felt too personal, too intimate to give to casual or short term partners. Deep down, maybe, he knew he was saving something for Al. Just in case.
He parts his legs further, canting his hips.
Part TWENTY-FIVE