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19 May 2016 @ 08:00 am
FIC: Teacher's Pet, Part 19 (Charlie/Draco, NC-17)  
Title: Teacher's Pet, Part 19
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~750
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: professor/student, handjobs, wanking
Challenge: hp_may_madness 2016 Day #19: Famous, phoenix, furry, hand job
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.

Part 18

"That was a nice bit of flying there," Charlie told Draco as they touched down onto the grassy pitch. It was past midnight, and the empty Quidditch stands and still night was a little eerie. Luckily Charlie had good company to stave off the loneliness of the grounds at night.

"I was born to fly," Draco teased, silver eyes reflecting the bright light of the full moon. "Like a phoenix."

He looked fierce and full of joyful life with his windswept hair and wind-flushed skin. Charlie couldn't stop himself from stepping closer, until he could practically feel the energy radiating off of Draco. Slowly, he brought his hand up to cup Draco's smooth, cool cheek. "A phoenix, huh? Are you being reborn? Rising up from the ashes and starting over?"

Draco shivered and pressed into Charlie's hand as the light mood between them shifted to something more intimate and serious. "I suppose you could say that."

Charlie leaned in to kiss him, then, a soft brush of lips. He dusted teasing, fluttering kisses against Draco's mouth, until Draco made a grumbling sound deep in his throat and pulled Charlie flush against him. The kiss turned hot and sensual, open mouths sliding together. They moved until Draco's back hit the wall of the changing rooms with a soft thud, their mouths never parting.

"I—" Charlie's hands wandered down, cupping the bulge of Draco's cock. They hadn't gone any farther than kissing since Draco had agreed to date him several weeks back, and Charlie was dying from desire. "I want you, Draco."

Draco arched into Charlie's touch. "Do you think that's a good idea?"

"I'm not sure I really care."

Draco's chuckle was low and throaty. "Famous last words."

"Please?" Charlie begged against Draco's lips.

He felt Draco's nod and was undoing Draco's flies before his head had even stopped moving. Draco's cock was so hot in Charlie's hands, pretty and flushed and standing tall from a furry thatch of pale blond hair. He squeezed his palm around the rigid flesh and began to move his wrist, delighting in the whines and whimpers that poured from Draco's mouth. Charlie remembered a similar scenario all those months ago, wanking off his one night stand in a dingy club, Charlie's movements lazy and perfunctory as he rode the high of a truly inspiring blow job.

That boy hadn't meant anything to Charlie back then, and though he thought himself a thorough lover, he could admit that he'd been more focussed on his own pleasure that night.

Now, though, that pretty boy was Draco, and Charlie dedicated all of his considerable focus on making it good for him. Charlie watched Draco's face as he changed the speed and rhythm and pressure of his grip, finding the perfect combination to make Draco's eyes roll to the back of his head.

Draco moaned loudly when he came, the sound bouncing around in Charlie's head and sending pulses of pleasure down to Charlie's groin. Charlie worked him through it, milking out the last of Draco's release until he was shuddering and boneless against the wall. Charlie pull his own cock out then, using his come covered hand to wank himself with fast, desperate pulls. It wasn't long until he was coming, his thick release coating Draco's groin and dripping down his softened cock.

They panted together for several moments, until Draco seemed to regain his faculties and cleaned them both off with his wand. He tucked himself back into his trousers, and Charlie followed suit, finally starting to feel the night chill.

"Well, that was…"

"Brilliant," Charlie finished.

Draco's lip quirked upwards. "Maybe we've been taking things a little too slowly, if that's all it takes to make us lose our minds."

"Don't worry, I can think of all kinds of ways to make you lose your mind."

Draco's eyes darkened in response and Charlie's stomach clenched. He wanted to go for round two, and this time get his hands and mouth and cock on and in Draco's fantastic arse. Draco would look so fucking hot, naked and splayed against the rough wall, moaning on Charlie's cock.

"Later," Draco said, his voice low and lust-rough, as if he'd pulled the thoughts from Charlie's mind. "Soon."

Charlie pressed him back against the wall again and kissed him with naked passion, not stopping until the both of them were red-cheeked and breathing hard.

"Yeah," Charlie murmured against Draco's lips. "Soon."

Part 20
 
 
 
wicked smut goddessgracerene on May 24th, 2016 05:50 pm (UTC)
<33

Thanks, hon! I really wanted to show the contrast between then and now. :D