Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape/Remus Lupin, other pairings to followGenre:
AU FantasyRating for this chapter:
M/M relationship, character death, OOC, descriptive sexual acts between persons of the same sexChallenge: 50harlequins
prompt #45: Running from an arranged marriage and falling for a stranger who turns out to be the groom.Summary: Space...the final frontier...In the year 4437 A.E. (After Earth) Prince Draco Abraxas Lucien Malfoy of the planet kingdom Slytherin is being forced to marry the enigmatic Prince of the neighboring planet kingdom Gryffindor. He hates the fact that he has to marry someone he's never met and runs away. His father, King Lucius, sends one of the best Retrievers in the galaxy after his wayward son, to be delivered to the Prince of Gryffindor personally.
Harry Potter was the best star pilot to ever come out of Hogwarts Academy. Known to his friends and crew as Captain Evans, he was also one of His Majesty's Retrievers, a band of men and women who searched the galaxies for the lost or stolen, whether they be people or objects. The Queen sends him on a mission requested by King Malfoy of Slytherin: find and retrieve his son to be delivered to the Prince of Gryffindor for a marriage ceremony.
Once he crosses paths with the Ice Prince of Slytherin, he does all he can to melt his heart of ice, and to make Draco his very own at personal cost to himself and the kingdom he serves.
Of course, things don't always go according to plan (-cue Darth Vader's Imperial March-)...Disclaimer:
All recognizable characters and plots from the Harry Potterverse belong to JK Rowling and various publishing companies and movie studios. I am not making any money from this. I am simply doing this for the fun of it. Any plot devices and original characters belong to me alone and are simply a figment of my imagination.Author's Note:
A little bit of voyeuristic smut ahead! Didn't think I would get to it that so soon, did ya? -evil grin-
"Huh?" Harry gaped. "What does Sirius have to do with this?"
"A long time ago, when we were in school, he did something that to this day I've never forgiven him for."
"He thought it was big joke at the time. He and Severus hated each other and they took to pranking each other on a daily basis. Severus's pranks were designed to cause discomfort for a day or two. Sirius's were designed to cause the most amount of pain for the most amount of time, meaning nearly permanent. Lily and James tried to get Sirius to stop but you know how Sirius gets. He's like a dog with a bone, doesn't know when to let go.
One night, during my change, he lured Severus to my quarters...and I almost attacked him. I was out of my mind at the time and didn't recognize Severus's scent. I actually had my hands around his throat when Severus spoke my name. That was all it took. I released him and he fled. He hasn't spoken to me since. Lily was furious with Sirius when she found out and had him banished from their home for almost 4 years. I tried for years to apologize to Severus but he would turn the other way whenever he saw me approach him."
"That's horrible!" Harry gaped. "Is Sirius out of his damn mind?"
"I'd like to think so. But you can never tell with him." Remus sighed.
"Wait until I see him next. I'll give him what for!" Harry growled.
"Leave it alone, Harry. It's in the past and best to remain there."
"Remus, this is affecting your future! I can't leave it alone knowing he's your mate. You know I can't. You're like an older brother to me and I will not see you miserable for the rest of your life."
"What are you going to do?" Remus asked, worried for his mate.
"I can't tell you that. You'd try to stop me. Just leave it to me." Harry placed a comforting hand on Remus's shoulder, silently asking for his trust. Remus stared him in the eye, and after a moment, nodded with great reluctance.
"We better get some rest. Tomorrow is bound to be a bitch of a day." Harry smiled. Remus got to his feet and on impulse, pulled Harry into a hug.
"Thanks Harry, for everything." Remus whispered in his ear. Before Harry could respond, Remus released him and left the room.
"Anytime, Remus. Anytime." Harry mumbled, as he set about getting ready for bed.
- - -
Draco looked at the clock beside his bed and groaned. It was two in the morning and he couldn't sleep. The computer-controlled air purifier in his quarters was operating at half-speed leaving him sticky with sweat. He needed a shower.
With that in mind, he gathered a change of clothes and left his room, setting off down the hall in the direction of the sonic showers.
The door opened with a quiet hiss and he stepped into the room, dropping his belongings on the bench. He was reaching for the buttons on his tunic when a soft sound caught his attention, coming from the direction of the showers. Moving quietly, he peered around the edge of the wall separating the changing room from the shower and had to bite his lip to stifle his gasp.
There was the Captain of the ship, naked as the day he was born, enjoying some alone time in the showers. Only he wasn't using the sonic showers that were along the far wall. He was using the regular showers that used water and Draco's eyes were taking in everything at once. There were no doors on the regular showers, only a thin wall separating them from the sonic showers. And there was a lot for Draco to see.
The water slid over the toned body like silk, drawing Draco's eyes to the hard ridges and planes of the tanned body before him. He was in profile, head bent, one arm resting against the wall, the other hung loosely at his side. One leg was at an angle (and hiding the man's cock), the other straight out, giving Draco the perfect view of one perfectly rounded buttock. The moisture dried up in his mouth as he stared.
- - -
Harry, for the most part, was aware he was being watched, knew who it was the moment Draco had stepped into the room.
He'd woken up an hour before Draco had and simply couldn't go back to sleep. Too many thoughts were running through his mind, foremost was the reminder of Draco in those slave pants back at Mordechai's, and the fact that he had his hand's on the man's arse before that. He wasn't unaffected like he led his friends to believe. Hermione looked like she had an idea but she hadn't approached Harry about it and for that he was thankful.
His thoughts turned back to Draco and those pants and he groaned when his cock hardened at the thought.
"I think a shower is in order." he mumbled, getting up to do just that. He tried a cold shower first and only succeeded in making his fingers turn blue. So he changed the temperature and stood under the spray, letting the warm water massage his body.
Once more his thoughts turned back to the blond, and if possible, his cock hardened even further.
"Shit!" Harry muttered, turning to lean back against the wall.
- - -
On the other side of the room, Draco had to restrain himself when Harry turned, displaying his prominent erection to his hot and hungry gaze. The man had to have been carved from marble! Even his cock looked impressive and Draco was barely looking (okay, that's a lie...he was looking like a starving man looks at a cracker but let's not quibble with details).
He had the urge to make his presence known, to have Harry grab him and claim him with that cock. It made him tremble with a need so fierce, he nearly choked on it.
- - -
Harry's next moan covered the sound of Draco's own as he took his erection in hand and began to stroke it. He planted his feet firmly on the wet tiles and with his other hand, reached between his legs to fondle and squeeze his balls. In his mind, he pictured Draco coming to him, wearing those thin see-through pants, enticing him with his nearly-naked body.He walked up to Draco and ripped the pants from his body, exposing his erection and Harry knelt at his feet, drawing him deeply into his mouth.
"Harry." the blond moaned, carding his fingers through Harry's hair as Harry suckled his cock. Harry let go and stood, almost towering over Draco.
"I want to fuck you, Draco."
"I'm all yours, Harry." Draco smiled, huskily, the sound making Harry's cock jerk on its own. He led Draco to his bed, sliding a leg between the blond's legs. Draco moaned at the feel of one muscled thigh against his balls. And he wanted more, so much more.
"Harry, please!" he begged. Harry leaned over him and pulled him into a bruising kiss, all tongues and teeth. Draco cried out when Harry latched onto a spot on his neck and ran his tongue over his skin.
Harry was nearly mindless with desire, he wanted to claim what was his, Prince of Gryffindor or no Prince of Gryffindor. He knew he had no right to be doing what he was but he couldn't stop, not now, not ever. Draco was his, dammit!
He moved his mouth down the pale, slim body beneath him, licking at the little pink nipples on Draco's chest, causing Draco to arch up against him...and their weeping erections made contact with one another for the very first time. It was like a shock of electricity had lit up every nerve ending in their bodies. Both men cried out at the feeling and were content to rub against each other.
Harry was so close, so fucking close to coming but he stopped with great effort. He wanted to be inside Draco when he came. Pulling back, he stared down at the flushed body beneath him. Draco's eyes were nearly black with desire, his cock jerking against his stomach and leaving a trail of precome on his stomach. Harry ran his finger through the thick substance before sliding the digit down, past Draco's balls and his perineum. Draco's breath hitched as Harry's finger circled his anus before smoothly sliding in. Draco moaned and his legs spread wider on their own, giving Harry greater access.
He took his time preparing him, keeping him on the edge of orgasm but not quite letting him achieve it until Draco was covered in a sheen of sweat and begging Harry to fuck him.
And Harry obliged, sliding into Draco's body as if he was meant to be there. He kept his strokes slow and steady, keeping them both on edge. He changed the angle of his strokes and Draco cried out when Harry grazed his prostate. After that it was on. Harry pounded Draco's prostate over and over as Draco wrapped his legs tightly around Harry's hips.
Harry pulled Draco up by his elbows until he was practically sitting in Harry's lap and Harry's cock went even deeper. His hands tightened on Draco's hips as he pounded into the body above him and Draco met him thrust for thrust. Their position but Draco's cock between their bodies and the friction was enough for Draco. With a sharp cry, he came, painting his and Harry's stomachs and chests with his release.
Draco's inner muscles clamped down hard on Harry's cock when he came and Harry let out a shout of his own as he came deeply in Draco's body...
With Draco's name on his lips, Harry's whole body trembled with the force of his orgasm and he shot his load all over his hand, his chest and the floor in front of him.
On the other side of the room, Draco's legs threatened to spill him to the floor as he came inside his clothing. He stifled a moan as he watched Harry continue to stroke his softening erection, hardly daring to believe that the man had just come from fantasizing about Draco himself. What did that mean for Draco? Could he let this man claim him? It went against everything he was brought up for, the least of which, the husband to be of the Prince of Gryffindor.
Draco shook his head as he backed away from Harry, who was standing under the water again.
"I can't do it. I have a duty to my father and my kingdom to see this marriage through." he whispered to himself. Forgoing the shower he had wanted, he quickly grabbed his things and returned to his room.
He did not see the smirk that graced the Captain's face as he watched Draco leave the room, for if he had, he would have known that he was in for some trouble he wasn't too sure he wanted. TBC...