wicked smut goddess (gracerene) wrote,
wicked smut goddess

FIC: Teachers Pet, Part 20 (Charlie/Draco, PG)

Title: Teacher's Pet, Part 20
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~750
Rating: PG this part, NC-17 overall
Warnings: professor/student
Challenge: hp_may_madness 2016 Day #20: Mind reader, bath, cherry
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.

Part 19

Draco sat on a large, flat tree stump, his feet swinging as he watched Charlie hang large, bloody strips of meat from the trees. Charlie's muscles rippled as he worked, and Draco contemplated the many things that were wrong with him, considering the fact he was turned on watching Charlie handle raw meat.

Charlie was wearing gloves, but they didn't completely prevent trickles of blood from sliding down his forearms. He'd need a bath after this, and Draco couldn't help but picture it: Charlie's naked form wet and slick and covered in sexy suds, the air smelling of cherries and vanilla—Draco's favourite combination. Everything would be so hot and slick, their bare skin burning as they moved together.

A large black shape emerged from the trees next to Draco, pulling him from his sensual thoughts. The Thestral was pitch black and creepily silent as it stepped towards the nearest piece of dripping meat. There was something graceful and terrifying about the beast, majestic and spectral. How odd it was that there was a time—not that long ago, really—where Draco couldn't see these strange creatures.

"Sometimes I wish I was a mind reader, so I could hear what you're thinking when you go quiet like this," Charlie murmured. He'd finished with his task and had come to stand next to Draco, his arms thankfully clean.

"You could always ask."

"Where's the fun in that?" Charlie grinned at him.

Draco smiled back. "I was thinking about the war, about the fact that I can see the Thestrals now. What a bizarre trade-off. Morbid, and yet...it's almost comforting, knowing that there's something kind of beautiful borne from seeing so many horrors."

Draco looked up at Charlie, surprised by the look of wonder and tenderness on Charlie's face.

"What?" Draco asked, feeling a blush settle on his skin and warmth bloom in his stomach.

"Nothing," Charlie said, a small smile dancing across his lips. He bent down and gave Draco a quick, intense kiss that made Draco's heart thud. "I'm glad you came with me to feed them."

"What can I say, you plan the most irresistible dates."

Charlie smiled ruefully as he looked around at the meat covered trees and the herd of Thestrals eagerly tearing bloody strips from the offerings. "I've always thought fancy dinners were a little boring. This is much more interesting."

Draco rolled his eyes fondly as he stood up and dusted off his trousers. "Worrying as that statement is, I really should be heading back to the castle. I've got twelve inches on the effects of lunar cycles on potions due tomorrow that I need to revise."

Charlie pulled him close by his shirt, brushing a kiss across his mouth. "So studious," he murmured against Draco's lips.

"Well, I've got to make up for being distracted lately." Draco tried to glare accusingly at Charlie, but he knew he couldn't quite manage it. Charlie grinned at him shamelessly.

"Alright, then. I've still got a few more things to take care of out here. I'll see you in class tomorrow?"

"Of course." As if Draco would miss one of Charlie's classes. Draco could have Dragon Pox and still show up to Care of Magical Creatures.

Draco stole one final kiss, before reluctantly pulling away and beginning his walk back up to Hogwarts. It had been a wonderful Sunday afternoon interlude with Charlie, but it was important that Draco didn't let himself become too wrapped up in his unfairly attractive professor. They still needed to keep their involvement a secret. A fact that was becoming more and more annoying, when all Draco wanted to do was spend every moment with Charlie, talking and touching and writhing and moaning.

He'd thought that giving in and trying things out with Charlie would dampen the fire blazing inside of him, but it had only fanned the flames higher. Draco's entire body burned for him, and with each day it only flared hotter. It had been a week since Charlie had wanked him off on the Quidditch pitch, and Draco was desperate to steal more than an hour of alone time with him. Preferably somewhere with a bed. And sound-proof walls.

Draco reached the castle steps, and he did his best to shake the thoughts from his head. He had to work on a potions essay, and it would be significantly more difficult with a hard-on vying for his attention. Involuntarily, his mind flicked to his earlier thoughts of Charlie in the bath, wet and slippery as water spilled down his pecs. Draco's cock throbbed.

A wank. Then homework.

Part 21
Tags: fandom: harry potter, fest: hp_may_madness, kink: teacher/student relationship, my fanfic, no repost, pairing type: slash, pairing: charlie/draco, rating: pg

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