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05 May 2016 @ 11:45 am
FIC: Teacher's Pet, Part 5 (Charlie/Draco, PG-13)  
Title: Teacher's Pet, Part 5
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~900
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: professor/student, Draco eats a peach (totally deserving of a warning.)
Challenge: hp_may_madness 2016 Day #5: dive, peach, close
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd. A little later than usual, but here it is! My internet went out last night, and then OneNote ate my entire drabble and I had to rewrite it... :/

Part 4

"Draco, please, come in."

Charlie glanced at the clock. Eleven on the dot. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised that Draco was punctual. Besides, it wasn't as if he hadn't spent the previous fifteen minutes pacing around the room, envisioning every possible outcome of their meeting today. Scenarios that ended with Draco bent over the very sofa he was settling down on, nine times out of ten.

Charlie clenched his fists and sat in the opposite chair.

Draco fidgeted nervously, and some of the ingrained hosting reflexes Charlie's mother instilled in him kicked in.

"Peach?" Charlie offered, picking up a bowl of beautifully round, fuzzy fruit off of the side table. Peaches were his favourite, and the house elves liked him well enough to keep his room stocked with them.

Draco hesitated for only a moment before reaching gingerly into the bowl. "Yes, thank you," he murmured, before bringing the ripe fruit up to his mouth and opening wide to sink his teeth into the delicate flesh. A thin trail of pale orange juice dribbled down the side of his wrist, and Draco chased it with his mouth, licking up the sticky trail with quick flicks of his pink tongue.

Charlie's cock throbbed, and he regretted every decision he'd ever made that led to him offering Draco that fucking peach. He'd forgotten to take into account the eroticism of eating ripe, sweet, sticky fruit. Watching Draco slowly devour the peach—watching and knowing that was all he could do—was his penance for this terrible oversight.

Finally, Draco finished, banishing the pit with a flick of his wand. Charlie cleared his throat.

"Shall we dive right in, then?"

"Yes, yes, of course. Thank you again for offering to meet with me. I really appreciate all of your help."

"Absolutely," Charlie said enthusiastically. A little too enthusiastically. He tried to temper it. "Anything for my students."

Draco's lips twitched into a small frown. "Well, all the same. " He rummaged around in his bag and pulled out a fresh piece of parchment and a quill. "I was hoping you could start by telling me about your responsibilities on the reserve."

They spent the next several hours talking. Charlie told Draco about leaving Hogwarts and wanting to get out of Great Britain, about the overwhelming awe that expanded his chest the first time he saw a dragon in the wild, about how much he loved his family, and why he'd decided to move closer to home after years abroad. Draco listened attentively, occasionally slipping in tiny insights into his own past. Charlie found himself leaning into Draco as he spoke, the fresh, lemony scent of him making Charlie feel dizzy and drugged. Their eyes caught, and Draco swayed closer, lips barely parted.

Charlie's wand vibrated against his thigh, letting him know that know that dinner was in fifteen minutes.

Draco's eyes widened as he glanced over at the large clock on Charlie's wall, the loaded moment between them broken. "Is that the time? I didn't realise it was so late."

"Yeah, me neither." Charlie ran his hand against the back of his neck. It was a little alarming how little everything else seemed to matter when he was talking to Draco. "Did you get some useful information for your project?"

"I did. Though…" Draco trailed off, his teeth running over his bottom lip. "I was hoping you might be willing to meet with me again. There's so much I'd still like to learn about dragons and your work with them."

Charlie definitely didn't mind the thought of more private conversations with Draco. The more sensible part of his brain reminded him that the more he saw Draco in the privacy of his quarters, the more likely one of the scenarios ending with Draco bent over the sofa were to come true. The less sensible part of his mind was utterly failing to remember a single reason why that would be a bad thing. "Why don't we plan on meeting once or twice a month? You can update me on your progress and I can answer any questions you may have."

"I would like—I mean, I think that would be great. For my project. Very...helpful."

"Wonderful," Charlie said as he reached for a peach. Needing something to occupy his hands and mouth that wasn't Draco Malfoy.

Draco's eyes darted quickly from the peach to Charlie's mouth. His breath quickened.

"Are you planning on eating that?" His voice was high and almost nervous sounding.

Charlie raised his brows as he brought the peach up to his mouth. "That was the plan, yes."

Heat flared in Draco's eyes, and Charlie's heart began to race. With obvious difficulty, Draco pulled his gaze away. "I'll just be going, then. See you next week, Professor." In the blink of an eye, Draco was out the door, escaping from Charlie's quarters as if his life depended on it.

Charlie took a large bite of the peach, a veritable gush of juice coating his lips, fingers, and palm. He huffed a laugh as he sucked the liquid off his skin. It seemed that Draco had not forgotten about the sensuality of fruit and had made a well timed escape. Charlie sucked sweetness from his fingers and wondered what might have happened if Draco had stayed. He told himself he was grateful that Draco hadn't.

He knew that was a lie.

Part 6
Melissa Rose_melodic_ on May 5th, 2016 09:03 pm (UTC)
Ahhh the tension!!! It's killing me but I love it so! I adore how you really went with the peach prompt all the way, so hot!
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 5th, 2016 10:47 pm (UTC)
LOL, yeah, I really committed to the peach. ;)
Keeper of the Cocks: Dracotorino10154 on May 5th, 2016 09:47 pm (UTC)
Absolutely delicious! :D
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 5th, 2016 10:43 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
alisannealisanne on May 5th, 2016 11:07 pm (UTC)
Mmm, I just LOVE the direction this is going.
Delicious. :)
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 6th, 2016 02:35 am (UTC)
Thanks so much! I've got a very, very vague notion of how I want things to play out, but mostly I'm just going with it. :)
kerrilee75kerrilee75 on May 6th, 2016 02:44 am (UTC)
Holy UST. And Draco eating the peach?!? *bites fist*

I guess I'll keep reading. ;)
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 6th, 2016 03:26 pm (UTC)
LOL, I'm just going to continue to do my best to tempt you over to the dark side. ;)
lijahlover: Tom  with his hand to his facelijahlover on May 7th, 2016 05:18 am (UTC)
Awwww I feel so much tension between them.
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 8th, 2016 12:34 am (UTC)
lokifanlokifan on May 13th, 2016 11:52 am (UTC)
UST, my god.

Also I have so many peaches waiting for me in my fridge right now and now it's gonna be weird :P
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 13th, 2016 03:18 pm (UTC)
Haha, yeah, I'm going a little UST crazy with this one...

LOL, peaches are a notoriously sensual fruit. ;)
welcome to villa cariño!capitu on May 24th, 2016 12:39 pm (UTC)
Oh god, Draco eating a peach absolutely deserves a warning! ;) And he ran just in time! LOL
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 24th, 2016 02:53 pm (UTC)
I know! Though Charlie probably wishes Draco had stayed a little longer... ;)