alisanne (alisanne) wrote in drapery_snarco, @ 2009-03-11 17:18:00 |
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Fic: Sex Changes
Title: Sex Changes
Author: softly_sweetly
Pairing: Harry/Draco/Severus in any and all combinations
Length: ~9,000 words
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are the property of J.K. Rowling. I make no money from this piece of fanfiction.
Warnings: Slash, Sex,
Prompt: 61. Somehow Harry's infected with satyriasis (or by a succubus/incubus) and now he can't get enough sex. His current partner (be it Snape or Draco) can't keep up, not even with potions or any other performance enhancer and wanking just doesn't do it. Harry feels guilty about being the possible reason for the constant fatigue of his lover, but he can't help that he needs loads of sex to feel well. After some thought Harry and his partner decide that they need to introduce another in their relationship, for both their sakes. So, they turn to Draco/Snape. Please Bottom!Harry if possible, especially to Snape, but to both would be even greater. It can be PWP, but I admit I'd love it to be plotty.
Summary: When sex becomes all Harry can think about, he and Severus turn to Draco for assistance. But the change in Harry's sex drive must have a cause, and finding out that cause shocks them all.
Author Notes: Thank you, as always, to my betas cleo_jay, potion_lady and marguerite26. You all went above and beyond, and any remaining errors are my tinkering about with it afterwards. The title of the story is the title of a Dresden Dolls song, not for any parallels, but because I like the song and suck at titles *g*.
And thank you to alexis_sd for giving such a fantastic prompt – I had so much fun writing this for you, and I hope you like what I came up with *g*
Draco rolled off Kevin, sprawling out on the cool side of the mattress and staring at the ceiling. They hadn't been sleeping together all that long, but already Draco could feel the itch starting up; the desire to move on from Kevin to the next shag. And if his ultimate goal was to end up back in Harry and Severus' bed again, then Draco admitted it to no one but himself.
Tutting as Kevin lit up a cigarette – he despised that habit – Draco cleared his throat and kept his eyes trained on the ceiling. "You know I'll be in Bulgaria for the next six weeks or so, getting things ready for the World Cup?"
"Yeah. Maybe I'll come out and visit you."
"No… I meant that I think this would be as good a point as any to spend some time apart."
There was silence for a few moments, before Kevin asked in a hurt voice, "Are you dumping me?"
Evading the question, Draco rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, not even needing to force the nonchalance into his voice as he stifled a yawn. "You can stay here until morning, but then it's probably time you went home."
The bed dipped slightly, then rose again as Kevin climbed out of it. Draco listened to Kevin dressing, and Summoning over the few belongings he'd managed to infiltrate into Draco's home. There was a pregnant pause, and Draco knew Kevin was waiting for him to speak up, to take back the marching orders.
Draco yawned again, listening to the floorboards creak as Kevin stormed down the stairs and slammed the front door closed behind him. Crawling out of bed, Draco pulled on some boxers and grabbed some Floo powder, tossing it into the fire and calling out for Severus and Harry's house.
"Malfoy, it's half one in the morning!"
"And yet you're still awake, Scarhead. Listen, are you and Severus free tomorrow evening? I'm leaving for Bulgaria the day after, and I wouldn't mind a proper send-off."
Harry rolled his eyes, and Draco watched him walk out of the living room. The sound of voices floated in, but Draco couldn't work out what was being said. He held his breath, more out of not wanting to choke on ash than out of apprehension, and waited for Harry to return. "Well?"
"You're desperate, aren't you? Get dumped again?"
"Something like that."
"Then I suppose you should come round here tomorrow so that we can soothe your dinted pride."
Draco smiled, shouting goodbye to Severus and leaving Harry with a cheerful insult before he drew back out of the Firecall. Heading back to bed, Draco smiled softly. Harry and Severus were always happy to have him, and he could manage being alone the rest of the time.