Day 13 - Thestrals [Draco/Luna]
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Thestrals
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1206 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #13 - Vanilla sex
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Draco wasn’t in a good mood after losing the match, especially not since it was against someone he didn’t view as worthy. Bored in the dungeon with the rest of the annoyed Slytherin’s, he decided to take a walk around the castle. As he was walking past the library he noticed Granger and Weasley sitting together, giggling as they worked on their assignments. Losing to Weasley would still be better than to the Hufflepuff team, he was at least a hothead, and even if Draco disliked to admit it, he was able to do some crazy blocks.
Feeling worse he walked faster, wondering if someone would punish him if he blew up some trees by the forbidden forest.
When he reached the forest he wondered if the magical flowers sent him there, but seeing as they were in his possession, and he hadn’t activated them, he doubted it would work. However, the pull wasn’t easily ignored.
“What are you doing here?” he asked rather rudely.
“Feeding the Thestrals,” Luna replied dreamingly. “Want to join me?” Draco was annoyed, not only because of the loss, but also because he could see clearly again, and it made him wonder what he ever saw in the girl.
“No, I don’t think so.” She didn’t look disappointed, as many others would have, instead she smiled, accepted his reply and walked into the forest.
Draco watched her leave, knowing that she was most likely strong enough to take care of herself, so he didn’t have to worry. Unfortunately he saw it as his duty to make sure the girl he was romantically involved with wouldn’t get hurt. Groaning, he left the thought of blowing up things and followed her.
“I thought you didn’t want to come,” she said, her voice calm.
“How do you think I would feel if tomorrow I got the news that you’ve been mauled by some animal in the forest, and I was the one letting you go?”
“I don’t know, how would you feel?”
Again he wondered what he saw in her, if their relationship would ever work. “I would feel bloody awful,” he admitted. She smiled, but didn’t continue digging to get more confessions.
The rest of their walk to the Thestrals was spent in silence. “Here,” she said digging her hand into her bag, pulling out a piece of meat.
“What’s that for?” he asked. She threw it towards the empty center. Nothing happened to the meat, but then it moved, and before he knew it the piece of flesh vanished in thin air. “What happened?” he asked as soon as the shock settled.
“The Thestral ate it.” He ignored the way she made it sound as if it was the most obvious answer in the world and concentrated on the second piece of meat she threw out. It’s fate was the same as the first, disappearing a few seconds after hitting the ground.
“What exactly are Thestrals?”
“Special horses, who only those who’d seen someone die can see. They are greatly misunderstood, as people believe they are dark creatures.” Draco had never heard of such a creature. “They pull the carriages when we arrive,” she added, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable as he always believed it was magic moving the carriages.
“How can you be sure they’re not evil?”
“Because not everything that looks evil is, it’s like saying that you’re a Malfoy, and therefore you can never change.”
“Is that why you used the flowers on me?”
“We can’t choose who the second person is.” Draco wanted to believe her, but as he wasn’t affected by the flowers he couldn’t help feeling as if the relationship would never work.
“How can I know that what we have is real without the magic of the flowers? The sex was amazing, but I don’t feel the same kind of pull right now as I did earlier.”
“The flowers do increase the attraction, that is true, but they would never bring someone together who would never work out.”
“How can I be sure?” He wanted to believe her, but as his mind wasn’t clouded by love magic, he needed more proof.
She chose to take his question as a dare. Closing the space between them she leaned forward and kissed him. She was right, even without the magic of the flowers there was still something there, something he couldn’t deny. It wasn’t as powerful as when they used the flowers, but it did make him regret questioning the flowers.
The kiss deepened, and while it lacked the same passion as before, it gave him butterflies. Finding it hard to let go he pulled her closer, unable to stop himself from moaning into her mouth as their tongues played together. A tingle passed through his body as his cock hardened, making him forget all about the magical flowers.
When he was ready to pull back he felt Luna’s arms on his body, caressing him until he wasn’t able to stop himself. Together they lay down on the soft ground, a few twigs poking him from time to time; it didn’t stop him as she kept urging him on.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Luna asked suddenly.
Draco had difficulties hearing as his attention was drawn towards her body, towards the sweet and soft breasts, and towards the delicate flower between her legs. She didn’t repeat her question; instead she helped him unbutton her shirt. The passion blossomed between them, every thought he had was devoted to her; like an artist who just found his muse, he found himself hungry to learn everything she could teach him.
Everything they did was carefully, taking their time to explore the other, using as many of their senses as possible. Carefully he pulled her underwear off, kissing her long legs before positioning himself on top of her. She nodded slightly, her eyes sparkling as she caressed his shoulders and arms. He didn’t wait for a second invitation before entering her, surprised to find himself as turned on as during their first and second time together.
Luna didn’t hide her excitement either. Even if their positions were less daring, it still felt nice, and by both the look and sound of it she enjoyed every moment as well. Slowly he was nearing his own orgasm, and no matter what he thought about, or what he did, he couldn’t stop himself. Lost in his own orgasm, he didn’t pay attention to her, which was just as well as he would have been far more conscious about her, which would eventually destroy her chance of coming that evening. His body returned to normal, and only then did he notice Luna’s orgasm, which was longer and stronger than his. She gasped for air, rolled her hips, and let her hands caress Draco as the worst of her orgasm passed.
“That was amazing,” he said and kissed her.
“Do you still think the flowers are the ones responsible?” Draco shook his head, knowing that she was right, and that no matter how strange she was, she fit him. “We should leave now since the Thestrals keeps staring.” He’d forgotten all about the invincible horses, nodding as he pulled out of her.
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1206 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #13 - Vanilla sex
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Draco wasn’t in a good mood after losing the match, especially not since it was against someone he didn’t view as worthy. Bored in the dungeon with the rest of the annoyed Slytherin’s, he decided to take a walk around the castle. As he was walking past the library he noticed Granger and Weasley sitting together, giggling as they worked on their assignments. Losing to Weasley would still be better than to the Hufflepuff team, he was at least a hothead, and even if Draco disliked to admit it, he was able to do some crazy blocks.
Feeling worse he walked faster, wondering if someone would punish him if he blew up some trees by the forbidden forest.
When he reached the forest he wondered if the magical flowers sent him there, but seeing as they were in his possession, and he hadn’t activated them, he doubted it would work. However, the pull wasn’t easily ignored.
“What are you doing here?” he asked rather rudely.
“Feeding the Thestrals,” Luna replied dreamingly. “Want to join me?” Draco was annoyed, not only because of the loss, but also because he could see clearly again, and it made him wonder what he ever saw in the girl.
“No, I don’t think so.” She didn’t look disappointed, as many others would have, instead she smiled, accepted his reply and walked into the forest.
Draco watched her leave, knowing that she was most likely strong enough to take care of herself, so he didn’t have to worry. Unfortunately he saw it as his duty to make sure the girl he was romantically involved with wouldn’t get hurt. Groaning, he left the thought of blowing up things and followed her.
“I thought you didn’t want to come,” she said, her voice calm.
“How do you think I would feel if tomorrow I got the news that you’ve been mauled by some animal in the forest, and I was the one letting you go?”
“I don’t know, how would you feel?”
Again he wondered what he saw in her, if their relationship would ever work. “I would feel bloody awful,” he admitted. She smiled, but didn’t continue digging to get more confessions.
The rest of their walk to the Thestrals was spent in silence. “Here,” she said digging her hand into her bag, pulling out a piece of meat.
“What’s that for?” he asked. She threw it towards the empty center. Nothing happened to the meat, but then it moved, and before he knew it the piece of flesh vanished in thin air. “What happened?” he asked as soon as the shock settled.
“The Thestral ate it.” He ignored the way she made it sound as if it was the most obvious answer in the world and concentrated on the second piece of meat she threw out. It’s fate was the same as the first, disappearing a few seconds after hitting the ground.
“What exactly are Thestrals?”
“Special horses, who only those who’d seen someone die can see. They are greatly misunderstood, as people believe they are dark creatures.” Draco had never heard of such a creature. “They pull the carriages when we arrive,” she added, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable as he always believed it was magic moving the carriages.
“How can you be sure they’re not evil?”
“Because not everything that looks evil is, it’s like saying that you’re a Malfoy, and therefore you can never change.”
“Is that why you used the flowers on me?”
“We can’t choose who the second person is.” Draco wanted to believe her, but as he wasn’t affected by the flowers he couldn’t help feeling as if the relationship would never work.
“How can I know that what we have is real without the magic of the flowers? The sex was amazing, but I don’t feel the same kind of pull right now as I did earlier.”
“The flowers do increase the attraction, that is true, but they would never bring someone together who would never work out.”
“How can I be sure?” He wanted to believe her, but as his mind wasn’t clouded by love magic, he needed more proof.
She chose to take his question as a dare. Closing the space between them she leaned forward and kissed him. She was right, even without the magic of the flowers there was still something there, something he couldn’t deny. It wasn’t as powerful as when they used the flowers, but it did make him regret questioning the flowers.
The kiss deepened, and while it lacked the same passion as before, it gave him butterflies. Finding it hard to let go he pulled her closer, unable to stop himself from moaning into her mouth as their tongues played together. A tingle passed through his body as his cock hardened, making him forget all about the magical flowers.
When he was ready to pull back he felt Luna’s arms on his body, caressing him until he wasn’t able to stop himself. Together they lay down on the soft ground, a few twigs poking him from time to time; it didn’t stop him as she kept urging him on.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Luna asked suddenly.
Draco had difficulties hearing as his attention was drawn towards her body, towards the sweet and soft breasts, and towards the delicate flower between her legs. She didn’t repeat her question; instead she helped him unbutton her shirt. The passion blossomed between them, every thought he had was devoted to her; like an artist who just found his muse, he found himself hungry to learn everything she could teach him.
Everything they did was carefully, taking their time to explore the other, using as many of their senses as possible. Carefully he pulled her underwear off, kissing her long legs before positioning himself on top of her. She nodded slightly, her eyes sparkling as she caressed his shoulders and arms. He didn’t wait for a second invitation before entering her, surprised to find himself as turned on as during their first and second time together.
Luna didn’t hide her excitement either. Even if their positions were less daring, it still felt nice, and by both the look and sound of it she enjoyed every moment as well. Slowly he was nearing his own orgasm, and no matter what he thought about, or what he did, he couldn’t stop himself. Lost in his own orgasm, he didn’t pay attention to her, which was just as well as he would have been far more conscious about her, which would eventually destroy her chance of coming that evening. His body returned to normal, and only then did he notice Luna’s orgasm, which was longer and stronger than his. She gasped for air, rolled her hips, and let her hands caress Draco as the worst of her orgasm passed.
“That was amazing,” he said and kissed her.
“Do you still think the flowers are the ones responsible?” Draco shook his head, knowing that she was right, and that no matter how strange she was, she fit him. “We should leave now since the Thestrals keeps staring.” He’d forgotten all about the invincible horses, nodding as he pulled out of her.
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