Surprisingly Worthy (Draco/Neville) Title: Surprisingly Worthy Characters/Pairing: Draco/Neville Word Count: 702 Rating: NC-17 Warnings: oral sex, food smut Challenge: Day 12 & HPMM's prompt foodsmut Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. For torino10154 and her prompt: unexpected.
The bottle of wine on the bedside table was unexpected. Swirls of steam rising off the chilled bottle floated away on the air and Draco looked around for Neville.
He never quite knew what to expect of the other man since they had been bonded. It hadn't been anything they desired but both had made the best of it in this new post-Voldemort world.
It still surprised him how well they got on.
Pouring himself a glass, Draco sighed as he began to undress. He flicked open the buttons at his throat then paused to take a sip of the icy cold wine. The taste was unexpected and he hummed at the subtle sweetness. This wasn't his normal vintage but he found himself pouring more into the glass.
"It's to your liking then?"
Draco turned at the sound of Neville's voice and watched him walk into the room. He nodded, pleased at the sight of Neville. "It's different... decidedly pleasant."
Neville grinned and reached out to take Draco's glass, sipping a bit for himself. "Harry recommended it."
"Well, at least Potter has taste in something."
"Don't be cruel or I shan't tell you what else he told me it was good for."
Draco arched a brow. "I see. And you think I wish to know of other things Potter deems worthy?"
"You might be surprised." Neville stepped closer, crowding into Draco's personal space and looked down at him. It galled slightly that Neville was just a bit taller and sturdier than Draco, but he'd grown used to Neville's bulk. It made him feel surprisingly safe.
Distracted by the nearness, he failed to notice Neville's nimble fingers making quick work of his robes until the cooler air of the room kissed his bare skin and his robes hit the floor. Then, Neville was pressed against him, the warmth of his body surrounding him as his strong arms wrapped about Draco.
Tipping his head back and arching into Neville, Draco gasped when Neville's tongue traced his Adam's apple. It slithered along his skin, leaving a chilled path as Neville licked up his throat. He closed his eyes and groaned as Neville stepped back from him. He swayed forward; trying to keep close to the heat then gave a sound of dismay as he was splashed with freezing liquid.
"Ah!"
Shivering, he opened his eyes to find Neville disrobed and the bottle of wine in hand as he flicked it toward Draco once more. The arch of the wine dropped the sweetness against his belly and it slid down his body to his prick. One wide palm warmed the centre of his chest and Neville pushed and followed him down to the bed.
"Was this Potter's idea, too?"
"Yes, now don't talk about him in bed."
The slick coldness of the wine turned sticky as Neville covered him. Draco writhed when Neville licked and sucked up the vintage from his skin. He threaded his fingers in Neville's sandy blond hair and guided him to where he needed him the most.
Sucking in a breath as Neville's mouth wrapped around his cock, Draco arched his body into the wet heat. Neville hummed and slipped his fingers over Draco's sac.
Draco never even heard the spell or felt the slickness until Neville's fingers were pushing inside of him. He moaned and thrust into Neville's mouth, growling out a protest as Neville pulled away. His objection was forgotten as Neville tugged him closer and eased into his body.
Wrapping his legs around Neville, he moved with him. Pushing and pulling against him with each thrust. Neville's hand wrapped around his cock and stroked, working him towards climax.
An unexpected shot of cold wine across his body sent a shock through him and he came, Neville encouraging more from him even as his body relaxed back into the sheets. He felt Neville's release and grunted when the bulk of Neville's weight settled on top on him.
Neville adjusted after a moment, taking his weight on to his forearms and pressing a kiss to the hollow at Draco's throat. "All right there?"
Sighing, Draco looked up at Neville and smirked.
"Potter has an unexpected gift at having the best ideas."