Title: Blurred Lines Pairing: Draco/Teddy (with strongly implied off-screen Harry/Teddy and possible other permutations) Rating: NC-17 Words: ~750 in two comments Kink: Daddy
Teddy stood across from Draco's desk, biting his lip. "Please. I need it."
His hair flashed from pink to burgundy and back again with his pulse, a sure sign. The boy was practically in heat.
"Twice in one day. Seeing him this evening, then?"
Draco stood and unbuckled his belt, rounding the side of the desk slowly as Teddy licked his lips. He shuddered before Draco even laid a hand on him. So precious.
"Family dinner, isn't it? First time you'll have seen him this season? Hmm?"
Teddy whimpered.
Draco stepped up behind him, slid an appreciative hand down the side of his long neck. "Bend over." He yanked Teddy's trousers and pants down with one hand and pressed into the middle of his back with the other until he was in position. Draco pulled his cock out and ran it over Teddy's still-slick crease.
"I don't need to prep you, do I? You want to feel me while you're sitting there with him, yes?"
A second whimper. The shuffled widening of his feet. Draco smirked.
"Yes, I know what you want." Draco lined himself up and drove inside Teddy's arse, delighting in his yelp of a moan.
Draco wasted no time, thrusting hard, grasping Teddy's hips. Teddy's hands scrabbled for purchase on Draco's desk.
"Going to see your daddy tonight, hmm?" Merlin, his arse was snug and wet, and the pleasure of it shot through Draco's legs and up into his chest.
"Y-yes."
"Yes, and you're going to want to suck Daddy's cock, aren't you?"
A whine. "Mm-hm."
Draco went harder, the ancient, heavy desk groaning under the force.
Draco stroked a hand up Teddy's back, under his shirt, his hard muscles jumping under Draco's fingers. "You love your Daddy's cock."
"Y-yes."
"Say it."
"Oh Merlin… I lo- I love my D-daddy's cock."
A frisson of delectable heat rode Draco's spine. He closed his eyes for a moment and imagined it: Teddy on his knees for the great Harry Potter. Teddy's sweet, plump mouth opening for it, the girth of it choking him and Teddy loving it.
"Would your like your daddy's big cock up your arse, too?"
Unintelligible response. No matter.
"You want your daddy to fuck you, sweetheart?"
At that, Teddy groaned loud and long, coming against the side of the desk.
"Say it." Draco hauled him back onto his cock violently.
"I want my daddy to f-fuck me! I n-need Daddy's cock." He laid his cheek on Draco's desk so sweetly then and closed his eyes, and Draco's chest ached. "Need my daddy's cock. Need your cock. Please… Please, Daddy…"
At the blurring of those lines, Draco threw back his head and came, long, juddering pulses deep inside him. "Teddy…" he whispered. "Sweet Merlin, Teddy."
"Daddy…" Teddy whispered one last time.
Spent and lightheaded, Draco pulled out of him. He stroked shaking hands over Teddy's pert, round bum, his thumbs nearing the reddened hole. He marvelled at the pretty sight of his own come dribbling out of the boy's arse and down his bollocks. He patted Teddy's arse. "That's a good boy."
Reluctantly, his hands fell away, and Draco righted his trousers, buckling his belt again.
Pairing: Draco/Teddy (with strongly implied off-screen Harry/Teddy and possible other permutations)
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~750 in two comments
Kink: Daddy
Teddy stood across from Draco's desk, biting his lip. "Please. I need it."
His hair flashed from pink to burgundy and back again with his pulse, a sure sign. The boy was practically in heat.
"Twice in one day. Seeing him this evening, then?"
Draco stood and unbuckled his belt, rounding the side of the desk slowly as Teddy licked his lips. He shuddered before Draco even laid a hand on him. So precious.
"Family dinner, isn't it? First time you'll have seen him this season? Hmm?"
Teddy whimpered.
Draco stepped up behind him, slid an appreciative hand down the side of his long neck. "Bend over." He yanked Teddy's trousers and pants down with one hand and pressed into the middle of his back with the other until he was in position. Draco pulled his cock out and ran it over Teddy's still-slick crease.
"I don't need to prep you, do I? You want to feel me while you're sitting there with him, yes?"
A second whimper. The shuffled widening of his feet. Draco smirked.
"Yes, I know what you want." Draco lined himself up and drove inside Teddy's arse, delighting in his yelp of a moan.
Draco wasted no time, thrusting hard, grasping Teddy's hips. Teddy's hands scrabbled for purchase on Draco's desk.
"Going to see your daddy tonight, hmm?" Merlin, his arse was snug and wet, and the pleasure of it shot through Draco's legs and up into his chest.
"Y-yes."
"Yes, and you're going to want to suck Daddy's cock, aren't you?"
A whine. "Mm-hm."
Draco went harder, the ancient, heavy desk groaning under the force.
Draco stroked a hand up Teddy's back, under his shirt, his hard muscles jumping under Draco's fingers. "You love your Daddy's cock."
"Y-yes."
"Say it."
"Oh Merlin… I lo- I love my D-daddy's cock."
A frisson of delectable heat rode Draco's spine. He closed his eyes for a moment and imagined it: Teddy on his knees for the great Harry Potter. Teddy's sweet, plump mouth opening for it, the girth of it choking him and Teddy loving it.
"Would your like your daddy's big cock up your arse, too?"
Unintelligible response. No matter.
"You want your daddy to fuck you, sweetheart?"
At that, Teddy groaned loud and long, coming against the side of the desk.
"Say it." Draco hauled him back onto his cock violently.
"I want my daddy to f-fuck me! I n-need Daddy's cock." He laid his cheek on Draco's desk so sweetly then and closed his eyes, and Draco's chest ached. "Need my daddy's cock. Need your cock. Please… Please, Daddy…"
At the blurring of those lines, Draco threw back his head and came, long, juddering pulses deep inside him. "Teddy…" he whispered. "Sweet Merlin, Teddy."
"Daddy…" Teddy whispered one last time.
Spent and lightheaded, Draco pulled out of him. He stroked shaking hands over Teddy's pert, round bum, his thumbs nearing the reddened hole. He marvelled at the pretty sight of his own come dribbling out of the boy's arse and down his bollocks. He patted Teddy's arse. "That's a good boy."
Reluctantly, his hands fell away, and Draco righted his trousers, buckling his belt again.