THIS IS RPS (Porn Star!Tom/Porn Star!Dan) with a side dose of Draco/Harry! If this squicks you, click that 'x' button at the top right of your screen.Originally written in November 2005Title:
Life's Little ParodyAuthor: ladybelzPairing:
Harry/Draco, Tom/Dan (yes you read it right)Word count:
They say that sometimes life imitates art. They didn't know how right that statement was.*A/N*:
I am apologizing right now because this story came to me while I was napping last night before heading to work and it sank it's teeth into me and wouldn't let go. And because of the "reality" of this, I'm apologizing in advance if someone is offended by it. But don't say I didn't warn you.*Disclaimer*:
I am not the fabulous JK Rowling, nor do I wish to be (ok maybe a little). Harry Potter belongs to her and her alone. I am not making any money from this story nor do I intend to. I'm just playing within the world she has so wonderfully created. I do not know Dan Radcliffe, Tom Felton or any other actor from the movies in a personal sense and meant no harm by the creation of the following story. It is simply a figment of my own sick & twisted imagination. Everyone will be safe, sound and whatever sexual preference they may be when I am done. Thank you.
Pale fingers ghosted over skin darkened from playing in the sun far too long. A whispered sigh echoed through the darkened room, a silent plea. The fingers traveled lower, beyond the trembling stomach, beyond the dipped navel into the soft hair just below. A hiss of pleasure turned into a groan as those same fingers caressed the hardness they found there.
"Draco." a soft voice pleaded. Draco looked down into the eyes of his love and smiled.
"What, Harry?" he whispered, leaning down to flick his tongue over a nipple. Harry arched into the hand around his cock.
"Please?" Harry begged.
"Tell me, love. I want to here it."
"Don't make me beg. I'm too close. Please." Harry stared him hard in the eyes. Draco saw the need reflected back to him and he smiled. Trailing kisses down the body beneath him, he stopped just above his lover's hardness. Harry watched him through half-closed eyes, breath hitching in anticipation.
Draco pushed his tongue between his lips...
Harry held his breath...
Draco licked his cock from base to tip...just once. Harry screamed his name and came hard, spurting his release all over his stomach and the pillow over his head. While Harry was otherwise occupied, Draco sat up and entered Harry in one smooth stroke, setting off another explosion in Harry's body. Draco pumped in and out of him in slow and agonizing strokes, rekindling the flames of desire in Harry until his cock was hard once more. Draco wrapped his hand around him and matched him stroke for stroke. Harry locked his knees around Draco's hips, urging him on, fingers desperately clutching the sheets beneath his writhing body.
"Faster...harder...oh fuck...FUCK!" Harry cried as Draco's thrusts passed over his prostate. "Dra-fuckinghell...ngggh!" Harry screamed once more as his orgasm took him away. Draco felt his muscles stiffen and then he came as well, shouting Harry's name. He collapsed on top of Harry's chest, breathing hard and seeing stars.
After a time, he slowly pulled out, spelled them clean and pulled Harry close to him. He felt Harry's hand place itself over his heart and he kissed the top of his head, lovingly, his own hand moving in place over top of the one on his chest. They drifted off to sleep. No words needed to be said. That gesture said it all...
"And...CUT!" came the director's voice. The lights in the studio were brought back up as the two young men sat up. He approached them.
"Jesus! That was fucking brilliant! Tom, you and Dan have to be the hottest porn stars on the planet!" the man grinned. Robes were passed over as the two of them left the bed.
"Thanks, John." Tom smiled, accepting the bottle of water that was passed to him.
"How do you guys do this? Don't you get tired of it? Don't you want to work with someone other than each other?"
"Tom and I have an...understanding." was all Dan would say, giving his former bed partner a look.
"Fuck! I've been directing porn for a long time and that looked so real to me! How did you pull that off?"
"It's called liking the person you're in a movie with." Tom answered, smothering a yawn with the back of his hand.
"Can we go now? We're both beat and we have another job lined up early in the morning." Dan asked, stifling a yawn of his own. John called down to see if they were needed for reshoots. After assuring them everything was good on their end, the men headed off to their separate trailers.
A knock on the door had Dan scrambling from the shower in his hotel room. Wrapping himself in a towel, he answered the door. Tom stared at him from head to toe in slow, agonizing detail, causing Dan's face to suffuse with warmth.
"Daniel." Tom whispered.
"Tom." he acknowledged right before the other man launched himself at him. Dan just managed to shut the door with his foot as Tom scrambled out of his clothes. Their lips touched any part of the other body they could find as they rolled around on the floor. There was hurried preparation and then Tom entered his lover in one lunge, causing Dan to scream in ecstasy.
Whoever said life imitated art knew what they were talking about.