Day 10 - Passion [Draco/Luna]
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Passion
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1305 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #10 - Public sex
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
The instant Pansy walked into the Slytherin common room he knew something positive happened. She was smiling, looking as if the best thing in the world happened to her, making Draco hate her.
“Hi,” she said, her voice cheerful and her eyes sparkling.
Draco wasn’t in a good mood after what happened between himself and Luna earlier and refused to answer, instead he strode away, unable to hide his anger.
Sitting on his bed he pulled out the flowers from the nightstand, staring at them, hoping their secret would simply reveal themselves. He would discover their secret, but not by staring at them, or reading through books in hopes of stumbling across the answer. Instead of doing the work himself, someone else helped him, unknowingly.
“I know you’re under a lot of stress, but that doesn’t mean you can treat Pansy, or anyone else for that matter, like they aren’t worthy.” Draco was about to give him a rather rude reply, only to be interrupted before the first word reached his tongue. “What are you doing with those?” Blaise asked, staring at the flower crown in his lap.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because they should be illegal.” Draco looked at the perfectly innocent flowers, wondering why Blaise felt that way. “Who gave them to you, the Weasley girl?” He was no longer the calm and reasonable Blaise, instead he looked as if he wanted to hit something.
“No, why do you ask? And what do you know about these flowers?” Some of the anger vanished, but he was still staring at the flowers with an intense dislike.
“They are as bad as the Imperius Curse, making you do things you normally wouldn’t do, but in a way which would make you think it was what you wanted all along.”
“Oh?” Draco was surprised by their secret, and thought back to the day when Luna rose from the lake. “How do they work?”
“You mean how to manipulate someone? The person who decide to mess with another life eats one of the pink petals, then gets wet while wearing the ring of flowers. It will take some time before the other will reach them, depending on how far away he or she is.” Draco wanted to ask how the flowers knew their partner was right or wrong, but knew the more questions he asked, the more he would have to admit to, like planning to use the lowers. “Their powers will only die when the ring is broken, which doesn’t always happen.”
Acting as if he didn’t care he threw the flowers back in the drawer. “Then I better take them to Severus tomorrow, he’ll know what to do. And I’m sorry for being an ass, I had a problem, and seeing Pansy made me lose it. I’ll apologise to her the next time I see her.” Blaise looked pleased as Draco undressed, getting ready for bed.
Finally discovering the secret of the flowers made him happy, but then he thought about how they worked, and if everything he was feeling was really a trap. Of course, if it was then Luna wouldn’t have given him the flwoers, or refused to do anything unless he knew the secret. As he lay there he thought about her, wondering if he wanted to continue their relationship, or if Blaise was right, and everything was a simple lie. By the end of the night he’d decided he wanted to see her again, and would use the flowers as soon as possible.
Because they had classes during the day he couldn’t try his new discovery, neither straight after because of stupid Auror duties. In the end his only free time was closer to curfew, which made him wonder if it would work as it meant she would have to break rules.
Hoping Blaise’s instructions were right he plucked one of the pink petals, chewing ti a few times before swallowing. Then undressed next to the lake, deciding to do it as Luna probably did. Using magic to keep the crown on his head he entered the chilled water, regretting not heating his body before the water.
He swam, dived, and returned to shore, wrapping a warm towel around his frozen body. Knowing he had to wait he did so, drying himself before dressing. He sat back on the ground, wondering how long it would take before she would show, if she would come at all.
“You discovered their secret?” a soft voice asked behind him around thirty minutes later, startling him.
“Yes,” he replied, not turning around as he couldn’t stop smiling.
She didn’t say much, instead she surprised him by placing her hands on his shoulders, kissing his neck. Draco’s body reacted to her actions, blood rushing to his cock, his head turning to the side to give her more space, his throat vibrating as a moan was ready to slip out of his excited mouth. He wanted to act like a Malfoy, cold and unaffected, but he lost as soon as her hand slid down his chest. Maybe it was the flowers, making him lose control, but he found he didn’t mind it.
Turning around he wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed her against the cold ground; if she was cold she didn’t let him know. Their lips met and instantly melted together, tongues playing with each other as their hands explored each other.
“Do you want to take this slowly?” he asked her, certain he knew her answer. She didn’t reply, not verbally at least. Instead she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him even closer. The position lined them perfectly, his bulge pushing against her entrance.
His hand moved between them, struggling to open his trousers to free himself. Her hands joined soon after, helping out as much as possible. Eventually his trousers were open, and as soon as he managed to pull himself away from her for a second he pushed them down his thighs, as far as he could without having to stand up, and reached for her knickers, tugging them down her legs, cursing as they got tangled on her shoes. After successfully freeing one leg he stopped caring about the other, positioning himself on top of her. He was eager to enter, but she was the one pulling him in, her nails digging into his arms.
The passion between them erupted as he buried himself deep inside her, he might have thought it was cold earlier, but things changed, and he wished it was even colder outside. Every part of his body ached for release as he moved, their sounds blending together like a symphony of arousal. She pulled him with her, deeper and deeper into her passion, making him lose every inch of control he had left. In the end all that was left was their animalistic desire, pushing them closer to their orgasmic end.
When it hit, it hit him hard. It felt as if his mind was wrapped in the finest silk, and his body floating above him on a cloud. It was her reaction which brought him back from his extraordinary orgasm. Her body trembled slightly as her nails dug deep into his back, so deep it could draw blood. For a moment it looked as if she was struggling to breathe, but then the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard escaped her raw throat.
As the worst had passed he felt exhausted, and with his remaining strength he rolled off her. “Was that as good for you as it was for me?” Draco asked with his remaining breath.
“Better,” she answered, giggling slightly as she rested a soft hand on his chest, the moon peeking up behind the mountains. The only sounds around them was the growing wind, which cooled off their still burning bodies.
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1305 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #10 - Public sex
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
The instant Pansy walked into the Slytherin common room he knew something positive happened. She was smiling, looking as if the best thing in the world happened to her, making Draco hate her.
“Hi,” she said, her voice cheerful and her eyes sparkling.
Draco wasn’t in a good mood after what happened between himself and Luna earlier and refused to answer, instead he strode away, unable to hide his anger.
Sitting on his bed he pulled out the flowers from the nightstand, staring at them, hoping their secret would simply reveal themselves. He would discover their secret, but not by staring at them, or reading through books in hopes of stumbling across the answer. Instead of doing the work himself, someone else helped him, unknowingly.
“I know you’re under a lot of stress, but that doesn’t mean you can treat Pansy, or anyone else for that matter, like they aren’t worthy.” Draco was about to give him a rather rude reply, only to be interrupted before the first word reached his tongue. “What are you doing with those?” Blaise asked, staring at the flower crown in his lap.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because they should be illegal.” Draco looked at the perfectly innocent flowers, wondering why Blaise felt that way. “Who gave them to you, the Weasley girl?” He was no longer the calm and reasonable Blaise, instead he looked as if he wanted to hit something.
“No, why do you ask? And what do you know about these flowers?” Some of the anger vanished, but he was still staring at the flowers with an intense dislike.
“They are as bad as the Imperius Curse, making you do things you normally wouldn’t do, but in a way which would make you think it was what you wanted all along.”
“Oh?” Draco was surprised by their secret, and thought back to the day when Luna rose from the lake. “How do they work?”
“You mean how to manipulate someone? The person who decide to mess with another life eats one of the pink petals, then gets wet while wearing the ring of flowers. It will take some time before the other will reach them, depending on how far away he or she is.” Draco wanted to ask how the flowers knew their partner was right or wrong, but knew the more questions he asked, the more he would have to admit to, like planning to use the lowers. “Their powers will only die when the ring is broken, which doesn’t always happen.”
Acting as if he didn’t care he threw the flowers back in the drawer. “Then I better take them to Severus tomorrow, he’ll know what to do. And I’m sorry for being an ass, I had a problem, and seeing Pansy made me lose it. I’ll apologise to her the next time I see her.” Blaise looked pleased as Draco undressed, getting ready for bed.
Finally discovering the secret of the flowers made him happy, but then he thought about how they worked, and if everything he was feeling was really a trap. Of course, if it was then Luna wouldn’t have given him the flwoers, or refused to do anything unless he knew the secret. As he lay there he thought about her, wondering if he wanted to continue their relationship, or if Blaise was right, and everything was a simple lie. By the end of the night he’d decided he wanted to see her again, and would use the flowers as soon as possible.
Because they had classes during the day he couldn’t try his new discovery, neither straight after because of stupid Auror duties. In the end his only free time was closer to curfew, which made him wonder if it would work as it meant she would have to break rules.
Hoping Blaise’s instructions were right he plucked one of the pink petals, chewing ti a few times before swallowing. Then undressed next to the lake, deciding to do it as Luna probably did. Using magic to keep the crown on his head he entered the chilled water, regretting not heating his body before the water.
He swam, dived, and returned to shore, wrapping a warm towel around his frozen body. Knowing he had to wait he did so, drying himself before dressing. He sat back on the ground, wondering how long it would take before she would show, if she would come at all.
“You discovered their secret?” a soft voice asked behind him around thirty minutes later, startling him.
“Yes,” he replied, not turning around as he couldn’t stop smiling.
She didn’t say much, instead she surprised him by placing her hands on his shoulders, kissing his neck. Draco’s body reacted to her actions, blood rushing to his cock, his head turning to the side to give her more space, his throat vibrating as a moan was ready to slip out of his excited mouth. He wanted to act like a Malfoy, cold and unaffected, but he lost as soon as her hand slid down his chest. Maybe it was the flowers, making him lose control, but he found he didn’t mind it.
Turning around he wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed her against the cold ground; if she was cold she didn’t let him know. Their lips met and instantly melted together, tongues playing with each other as their hands explored each other.
“Do you want to take this slowly?” he asked her, certain he knew her answer. She didn’t reply, not verbally at least. Instead she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him even closer. The position lined them perfectly, his bulge pushing against her entrance.
His hand moved between them, struggling to open his trousers to free himself. Her hands joined soon after, helping out as much as possible. Eventually his trousers were open, and as soon as he managed to pull himself away from her for a second he pushed them down his thighs, as far as he could without having to stand up, and reached for her knickers, tugging them down her legs, cursing as they got tangled on her shoes. After successfully freeing one leg he stopped caring about the other, positioning himself on top of her. He was eager to enter, but she was the one pulling him in, her nails digging into his arms.
The passion between them erupted as he buried himself deep inside her, he might have thought it was cold earlier, but things changed, and he wished it was even colder outside. Every part of his body ached for release as he moved, their sounds blending together like a symphony of arousal. She pulled him with her, deeper and deeper into her passion, making him lose every inch of control he had left. In the end all that was left was their animalistic desire, pushing them closer to their orgasmic end.
When it hit, it hit him hard. It felt as if his mind was wrapped in the finest silk, and his body floating above him on a cloud. It was her reaction which brought him back from his extraordinary orgasm. Her body trembled slightly as her nails dug deep into his back, so deep it could draw blood. For a moment it looked as if she was struggling to breathe, but then the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard escaped her raw throat.
As the worst had passed he felt exhausted, and with his remaining strength he rolled off her. “Was that as good for you as it was for me?” Draco asked with his remaining breath.
“Better,” she answered, giggling slightly as she rested a soft hand on his chest, the moon peeking up behind the mountains. The only sounds around them was the growing wind, which cooled off their still burning bodies.
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