Title: Let's Slip Away Author:gracerene Prompt(s) Used: unusual location for a party & sex toys worn during a party Characters/Pairings: Draco/Teddy Word Count: ~1,400 Content/Warnings: established relationship, secret relationship, sex toys, dirty talk, D/s dynamics Additional Notes: Way longer than intended...Sorry! I tried to think of a clever party location but in the end, the suggestion of the yacht was too tempting to pass up! Unbeta'd
~ "I wanted to thank you, Draco, for offering your yacht for Teddy's party," Andromeda said genially. "It's lovely."
Draco smiled as he took a sip of whisky, noting with not a little amusement that not everybody was so pleased with Draco's generosity. Across the room, Potter and his Weasley friends looked at everything with a faint air of suspicion, but they'd been tactful enough not to protest when Andromeda had announced the location of Teddy's birthday bash. "Thank you, Andromeda. We're family, after all. I thought Teddy deserved to celebrate his twenty-fifth birthday in style."
He glanced over at Teddy, a frisson of pleasure jolting through him when his eyes locked on Teddy's intense gaze. Draco's lips twitched into a smirk, his right hand sliding smoothly into his wand pocket. Next to him, Andromeda continued to sing the praises of the party, and Draco made sure to nod and hum at appropriate intervals, but he was far too focused on the birthday boy himself to pay her much mind. Teddy looked resplendent in a perfectly tailored suit done up in aubergine and cream—an early birthday gift from Draco. The colour looked just as lovely on him as Draco imagined it would. He thought he might ask Teddy to morphe his hair that colour later that night when Draco fucked him through the mattress.
Draco rubbed his thumb against the smooth hawthorn of his wand, before wrapping his fingers around it in a loving caress and triggering the spell he'd been looking forward to all night. His gaze was still locked with Teddy's, so he saw the exact moment Teddy's body registered the vibrations radiating out from the plug in his arse, his eyes going wide and his jaw clenching as he held back a moan. He'd been conversing with some of the Weasley children—Draco couldn't be arsed to learn all of their names—and Albus (all right, Draco knew who that one was at least, hard to avoid it when he was stuck to his son's side like glue) turned to him with something like concern at Teddy's reaction, his hand reaching out to grip Teddy's arm.
Draco felt a flicker of annoyance at the touch, and then further annoyance at the fact that he was annoyed in the first place. His relationship with Teddy was nothing more than an ill-advised dalliance, after all, just something to pass the time until one or both of them came to their senses. He had no right to possessiveness or jealousy, but he flicked his wand all the same, increasing the intensity of the vibrations. Vicious pleasure bubbled in his stomach as Teddy brushed Albus off with a shrug, rose blooming high on Teddy's cheeks. He must have made some excuse, because a moment later he was walking towards Draco, his eyes wild and his gait stilted.
Draco turned to his left, surprised to note that Andromeda had moved on, leaving Draco alone where he leaned against the railing of his yacht. The ocean was a dark expanse behind him, the waves lapping against the side of the boat providing a pleasant undertone to the soft music wafting across the deck.
Author:
Prompt(s) Used: unusual location for a party & sex toys worn during a party
Characters/Pairings: Draco/Teddy
Word Count: ~1,400
Content/Warnings: established relationship, secret relationship, sex toys, dirty talk, D/s dynamics
Additional Notes: Way longer than intended...Sorry! I tried to think of a clever party location but in the end, the suggestion of the yacht was too tempting to pass up! Unbeta'd
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"I wanted to thank you, Draco, for offering your yacht for Teddy's party," Andromeda said genially. "It's lovely."
Draco smiled as he took a sip of whisky, noting with not a little amusement that not everybody was so pleased with Draco's generosity. Across the room, Potter and his Weasley friends looked at everything with a faint air of suspicion, but they'd been tactful enough not to protest when Andromeda had announced the location of Teddy's birthday bash. "Thank you, Andromeda. We're family, after all. I thought Teddy deserved to celebrate his twenty-fifth birthday in style."
He glanced over at Teddy, a frisson of pleasure jolting through him when his eyes locked on Teddy's intense gaze. Draco's lips twitched into a smirk, his right hand sliding smoothly into his wand pocket. Next to him, Andromeda continued to sing the praises of the party, and Draco made sure to nod and hum at appropriate intervals, but he was far too focused on the birthday boy himself to pay her much mind. Teddy looked resplendent in a perfectly tailored suit done up in aubergine and cream—an early birthday gift from Draco. The colour looked just as lovely on him as Draco imagined it would. He thought he might ask Teddy to morphe his hair that colour later that night when Draco fucked him through the mattress.
Draco rubbed his thumb against the smooth hawthorn of his wand, before wrapping his fingers around it in a loving caress and triggering the spell he'd been looking forward to all night. His gaze was still locked with Teddy's, so he saw the exact moment Teddy's body registered the vibrations radiating out from the plug in his arse, his eyes going wide and his jaw clenching as he held back a moan. He'd been conversing with some of the Weasley children—Draco couldn't be arsed to learn all of their names—and Albus (all right, Draco knew who that one was at least, hard to avoid it when he was stuck to his son's side like glue) turned to him with something like concern at Teddy's reaction, his hand reaching out to grip Teddy's arm.
Draco felt a flicker of annoyance at the touch, and then further annoyance at the fact that he was annoyed in the first place. His relationship with Teddy was nothing more than an ill-advised dalliance, after all, just something to pass the time until one or both of them came to their senses. He had no right to possessiveness or jealousy, but he flicked his wand all the same, increasing the intensity of the vibrations. Vicious pleasure bubbled in his stomach as Teddy brushed Albus off with a shrug, rose blooming high on Teddy's cheeks. He must have made some excuse, because a moment later he was walking towards Draco, his eyes wild and his gait stilted.
Draco turned to his left, surprised to note that Andromeda had moved on, leaving Draco alone where he leaned against the railing of his yacht. The ocean was a dark expanse behind him, the waves lapping against the side of the boat providing a pleasant undertone to the soft music wafting across the deck.