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birdsofshoreTitle: Chaser, part 2
Author:
birdsofshore
Pairing: Draco / Albus Severus
Word count: 3 x 100 (total 8 x 100)
Rating: R? NC-17? Not sure?
Content / warnings: Age disparity, Harry-bashing from Draco's POV
Author’s Notes: For everyone's favourite furtive pasta,
shiftylinguini, on your birthday. Another 300 words of Draco / Albus, and there's more to come later today. I hope you're having a wonderful day. What time are you planning on going to bed? :D
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lumosed_quill was a wonderful help with this but I have dicked around with it endlessly, so nothing here is her fault.
Part 1 is here
3)
He’s not blushing tonight. Far from it. His eyes are full of heat, his face lighting up the moment I walk into the club. The boy can dance, too, the thumping, hedonistic bass guiding the sinuous writhe of his body.
I could have him. Easily. Probably any way I wanted. His lingering looks make that quite clear.
My cock stirs, restless, beneath my ridiculous jeans. He’s willing. Eager. And wouldn’t it be one in the eye for Potter?
But the lad is Scorpius’ age, for Merlin’s sake. Barely legal. I turn away instead and congratulate myself on my common sense.
4)
Albus Potter has an obscenely talented mouth for a boy of nineteen.
“That's it. Yes.” It’s just once. He practically threw himself at me, and his lips are so lush, so— “Sweet Merlin.”
He looks up from under his fringe, his eyes a compelling echo of his father’s. “Fuck me afterwards?”
Such innocent certainty that a man in his forties will have no trouble getting it up again straight away. The boy certainly aims high.
“Please?” He swallows me down again, cheeks hollowed, and I groan agreement, my balls tightening. Somehow I don’t think it’s going to be a problem.
5)
I’m not certain how just once became a dozen times.
Something about him lures me in. Something about the way he looks at me, soft and intense and—
“Albus... “ I try to sound stern. It’s difficult, when he’s riding me, slow and sinful. “This is – ahh, yes – the third time this week. Shouldn’t you find someone your own age to play with?”
“I’ve had boys my age. They’re nothing like you.”
He’s breathtaking.
At first, I admit, I relished the wickedness of fucking Potter’s darling boy. But now… oddly enough, I seem to care less about that with each encounter.
Part 3 is here
Author:
birdsofshorePairing: Draco / Albus Severus
Word count: 3 x 100 (total 8 x 100)
Rating: R? NC-17? Not sure?
Content / warnings: Age disparity, Harry-bashing from Draco's POV
Author’s Notes: For everyone's favourite furtive pasta,
lumosed_quill was a wonderful help with this but I have dicked around with it endlessly, so nothing here is her fault.Part 1 is here
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3)
He’s not blushing tonight. Far from it. His eyes are full of heat, his face lighting up the moment I walk into the club. The boy can dance, too, the thumping, hedonistic bass guiding the sinuous writhe of his body.
I could have him. Easily. Probably any way I wanted. His lingering looks make that quite clear.
My cock stirs, restless, beneath my ridiculous jeans. He’s willing. Eager. And wouldn’t it be one in the eye for Potter?
But the lad is Scorpius’ age, for Merlin’s sake. Barely legal. I turn away instead and congratulate myself on my common sense.
4)
Albus Potter has an obscenely talented mouth for a boy of nineteen.
“That's it. Yes.” It’s just once. He practically threw himself at me, and his lips are so lush, so— “Sweet Merlin.”
He looks up from under his fringe, his eyes a compelling echo of his father’s. “Fuck me afterwards?”
Such innocent certainty that a man in his forties will have no trouble getting it up again straight away. The boy certainly aims high.
“Please?” He swallows me down again, cheeks hollowed, and I groan agreement, my balls tightening. Somehow I don’t think it’s going to be a problem.
5)
I’m not certain how just once became a dozen times.
Something about him lures me in. Something about the way he looks at me, soft and intense and—
“Albus... “ I try to sound stern. It’s difficult, when he’s riding me, slow and sinful. “This is – ahh, yes – the third time this week. Shouldn’t you find someone your own age to play with?”
“I’ve had boys my age. They’re nothing like you.”
He’s breathtaking.
At first, I admit, I relished the wickedness of fucking Potter’s darling boy. But now… oddly enough, I seem to care less about that with each encounter.
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Part 3 is here
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Date: 2016-05-06 01:22 pm (UTC)I love these two together SO much and so adore the way you write them.
I am at the edge of my seat to see what happens next, just smitten with how Draco is slowly getting hooked on Albus~
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Date: 2016-05-06 01:23 pm (UTC)Afagsgdhdhsgshs!!!!! GUH!! It's so hot. That last one! Al riding him. *whimpers* riding!! And the second - my lord, of course it's just once Draco. Keep telling yourself that. You can't stop any time. GAH and that like
"Fuck me afterwards?"
And then he said please *cant cope*. I'm also mad for the idea of Al being confident Draco will be able to fuck him afterwards, and how he certainly aims high. Why do I love that so much. Because it's perfect.
Oh my lord this is so good, it's divine. I'm bloody loving this Al! I'm picturing him really giving Draco a run for him money. I'm getting way too invested in this story verse haha... But that last one. Eep. The places these two could go! THE PLACES!
What time am I going to bed...WAIT IS THERE MORE?!? In that case, never!
*commits each section to memory*
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Date: 2016-05-06 01:58 pm (UTC)Happy birthday,
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Date: 2016-05-06 02:34 pm (UTC)I love this.
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Date: 2016-05-06 07:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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