Day 2 - Mud [Draco/Luna]
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Mud
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1776 words
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nudity, wanking
Challenge: #2 - wanking, spring flowers, azure
Author's Notes: Second day over, 29 left to go :D Un-betaed. I finished this while being half asleep, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Love was in the air, he knew it the second Pansy walked in with a smile, her hair tousled, and her shirt slightly open. He knew she’d been lucky, but because he was proper he didn’t ask.
He could get lucky as well, if he chose to, but he didn’t find the girls in his house interesting, and if he was true to himself he knew that none of the girls wanted him that way --that of course didn’t mean they didn’t fancy him. Because of the lack of girls he ended up going to bed earlier than his other friends, telling them he had letters he needed to write.
It was rather pathetic, he’d become the one thing he often laughed at, a bore. As he brushed his teeth he let his mind wander, trying to remember all the girls he knew, to see if any of them would be suiting for his… needs. Pansy was of course the only one he really fancied, but she wasn’t interesting in him, she was far more interesting in the experience of being someone’s first, and after their first time together she would be occupied finding others. Draco stared at his reflection, fearing he would be alone the rest of his life, fearing that his parents would set him up with a woman he wouldn’t like, fearing his prime days were over. Of course it was foolish of him to think like that, but he couldn’t help it; he was young and horny.
The next morning he didn’t woke up far earlier than he was used to, feeling restful as his cock reminded him of his curse. Knowing he couldn’t get up before he’d taken care of his issue he wrapped his hand around the hard shaft and thought of sexual things, which wasn’t that difficult.
It was Sunday, and even if the other Slytherin’s hadn’t stayed up late they would still be laying in bed, trying to get as many hours of rest as possible before setting a toe on the cold floor. Taking a look through the magical window, seeing as their common room was located beneath the ground, he was surprised to see the sun. After the days of rain he feared he would never have the pleasure of enjoying the sun, which was why he left the dungeon before anyone else had woken.
The sun felt nice against his skin, spreading a warmth through his chilled body. He would have stayed there, enjoying the heat, but his feet decided to take him for a walk. He didn’t mind walking, as long as he didn’t slip on the still wet ground.
He took his normal route, past the greenhouse, down the paved path which lead to the lake. As he reached the calm water he kept thinking of the girls he might persuade into having a little fun with him. Someone must have heard his pathetic pleads, because not even five seconds later the water split as a girl rose from the depths. Her hair was as bright as the sun, decorated with a crown of spring flowers, wearing a thin and short bright blue dress which clung to her wet body, revealing her soft breasts, and hard nipples.
For a second he thought she was a water nymph, trying to lure him into a wet bed, but then he recognised her as Potter’s friend, and the daughter of the loony man who kept printing the magazine for other just as crazy witches and wizards. He couldn’t turn his eyes away from her body, his eyes lingering on her slim body. His body reacted like any other would have, his mind going numb as his blood filled his cock.
“Hello,” she said, her voice as calm as the lake.
“Hi,” Draco replied, forgetting the tiny detail that they weren’t friends. His mind had stopped working as she rose from the lake, waking only when she took a step towards him. “What are you doing?” He was certain she thought he looked like a fool, being startled by an almost naked girl.
“I was swimming with the giant squid,” she answered, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. When she took another step towards him he took one back, or tried to anyway. Instead of increasing the space between them he stepped on a wet stone, and before he knew what was happening the world spun around as his body slammed into the wet ground.
His vision turned white for a brief second as his head crashed into the mud, and his right hip hurt from the hitting a stone. He groaned, once for the pain, a second time for the wet ground, and a third time for the humiliation. Looking in the direction of the girl he discovered she was a lot closer than before, and as he lay on his back he could see far more than before, like the fact that she was not wearing any underwear.
Any proper man would have looked away, and maybe warned her of the exposed flesh, but after months with his fantasies he couldn’t help looking. His cock responded by growing, not caring if the stone was digging into his hip, not caring what he was laying on.
She had to know what he was staring at, but she didn’t scream, or try to hide. Instead she surprised him by moving closer. His mouth went dry as he imagined how it felt to burry himself between her legs, to kiss the soft skin on the inside of her thigh, or to tease her breasts with his tongue.
The girl was pure-blooded, he knew as much, which made her a possible candidate. She was both interesting and good-looking, which made him wonder why he never noticed her earlier. He didn’t care about the reason; instead he concentrated on her body as she moved closer. She smiled, making him wonder if she knew what he was thinking, what he wanted.
Her actions answered his questions, but as she sat down on top of him, her legs spread on each side of him, he questioned her sanity. She might not be as modest as many others, which could have explained how she was unaffected by him staring, but straddling him was not something the girls he knew would do.
“What are you doing?” he asked as her fingers danced across his shirt, toying with the buttons.
She didn’t answer, instead she undid the top button, before leaning down to plant a kiss on his lips. Her skin was cold, and slightly wet, her hair was still sticking to her body, as was her dress. The dress didn’t hide much of her body, he could see the detail on her breasts, like the small beauty spot on her right breast, right beneath her nipple.
Mud was soaking through his shirt, which normally would have been uncomfortable, if it wasn’t for the fact that an almost naked girl sat on top of him. Her fingers caressed the rest of his chest, teasing, making him want more. As he lay there he wondered what she would do if he touched her, if it was a reason for her to leave. He didn’t want to gamble, but her body was too alluring not to touch. Carefully he placed his hands on her hips, almost regretting his decision when his fingers left muddy stains.
His touch didn’t frighten her, instead she closed her eyes and rocked her body against his, grinding against his bulge until he moaned. Draco found himself eager for more, and slowly his hands moved up her body, making their way to her breasts. As he groped her breasts she moved her hands between her legs, but not to touch herself as he first thought, instead she opened his trousers and reached for his cock. Draco released a deep groan, fighting the urge to take charge and fuck her; even if he was certain she wanted it to happen as much as he did.
As she played with his cock he caressed her breasts, teasing the already hard nipples through the fabric, rolling them between his fingers until she gasped in excitement. She must have taken his teasing as an invitation to do whatever she wanted, because the next moment she was teasing the top of his cock, forcing a gasp out of him.
She smiled as she saw his reaction, then proceeded with her plan, wrapping her fingers around his cock, pumping it faster and harder until he found it difficult to breathe. He closed his eyes and arched his back, wanting to feel more. Her hand moved lightly over his cock, teasing him until he feared he would lose control and give into his desire to throw her on the ground and take her. She knew how to play with him, making him beg for more, push him towards the edge, stopping just in time. He wanted to come, needed it, but at the same time he didn’t want it to end, so he held on as long as possible.
He wanted to hold on, at least a few minutes longer, but he couldn’t stop the pleasure which swallowed him whole. Before he knew it his body trembled slightly as his balls pulled together, preparing themselves for the orgasm which would soon come. Draco’s mouth fell open as if he wished to speak, but even if he knew what he wanted to say he doubted he was able to tell her, especially not when he came in her hand.
Once he was calm again he looked at the girl, who was still smiling. She then did something he hadn’t expected, she kissed him softly. As their lips parted she rose, then slowly walked towards the lake to wash up. That was when he was reminded of his position, on the muddy ground. With a swift movement he was back on his feet, the wet mud slowly dripping down his back.
“I’m going now, if you don’t mind,” he informed her, not sure why. She turned towards him, the soft smile still on her lips.
“I have something for you,” she responded, walking towards him. Draco waited, watching her as she unfastened the flower crown, handing it to him.
“What should I do with this?” he asked, staring at the circle of flowers.
“You will know what to do, once it’s time.” Draco found her cryptic message strange, but he chose not to ask any further, not when he felt the mud slide down his crack. Nodding towards her he left, looking forward to a warm shower.
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 1776 words
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nudity, wanking
Challenge: #2 - wanking, spring flowers, azure
Author's Notes: Second day over, 29 left to go :D Un-betaed. I finished this while being half asleep, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Love was in the air, he knew it the second Pansy walked in with a smile, her hair tousled, and her shirt slightly open. He knew she’d been lucky, but because he was proper he didn’t ask.
He could get lucky as well, if he chose to, but he didn’t find the girls in his house interesting, and if he was true to himself he knew that none of the girls wanted him that way --that of course didn’t mean they didn’t fancy him. Because of the lack of girls he ended up going to bed earlier than his other friends, telling them he had letters he needed to write.
It was rather pathetic, he’d become the one thing he often laughed at, a bore. As he brushed his teeth he let his mind wander, trying to remember all the girls he knew, to see if any of them would be suiting for his… needs. Pansy was of course the only one he really fancied, but she wasn’t interesting in him, she was far more interesting in the experience of being someone’s first, and after their first time together she would be occupied finding others. Draco stared at his reflection, fearing he would be alone the rest of his life, fearing that his parents would set him up with a woman he wouldn’t like, fearing his prime days were over. Of course it was foolish of him to think like that, but he couldn’t help it; he was young and horny.
The next morning he didn’t woke up far earlier than he was used to, feeling restful as his cock reminded him of his curse. Knowing he couldn’t get up before he’d taken care of his issue he wrapped his hand around the hard shaft and thought of sexual things, which wasn’t that difficult.
It was Sunday, and even if the other Slytherin’s hadn’t stayed up late they would still be laying in bed, trying to get as many hours of rest as possible before setting a toe on the cold floor. Taking a look through the magical window, seeing as their common room was located beneath the ground, he was surprised to see the sun. After the days of rain he feared he would never have the pleasure of enjoying the sun, which was why he left the dungeon before anyone else had woken.
The sun felt nice against his skin, spreading a warmth through his chilled body. He would have stayed there, enjoying the heat, but his feet decided to take him for a walk. He didn’t mind walking, as long as he didn’t slip on the still wet ground.
He took his normal route, past the greenhouse, down the paved path which lead to the lake. As he reached the calm water he kept thinking of the girls he might persuade into having a little fun with him. Someone must have heard his pathetic pleads, because not even five seconds later the water split as a girl rose from the depths. Her hair was as bright as the sun, decorated with a crown of spring flowers, wearing a thin and short bright blue dress which clung to her wet body, revealing her soft breasts, and hard nipples.
For a second he thought she was a water nymph, trying to lure him into a wet bed, but then he recognised her as Potter’s friend, and the daughter of the loony man who kept printing the magazine for other just as crazy witches and wizards. He couldn’t turn his eyes away from her body, his eyes lingering on her slim body. His body reacted like any other would have, his mind going numb as his blood filled his cock.
“Hello,” she said, her voice as calm as the lake.
“Hi,” Draco replied, forgetting the tiny detail that they weren’t friends. His mind had stopped working as she rose from the lake, waking only when she took a step towards him. “What are you doing?” He was certain she thought he looked like a fool, being startled by an almost naked girl.
“I was swimming with the giant squid,” she answered, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. When she took another step towards him he took one back, or tried to anyway. Instead of increasing the space between them he stepped on a wet stone, and before he knew what was happening the world spun around as his body slammed into the wet ground.
His vision turned white for a brief second as his head crashed into the mud, and his right hip hurt from the hitting a stone. He groaned, once for the pain, a second time for the wet ground, and a third time for the humiliation. Looking in the direction of the girl he discovered she was a lot closer than before, and as he lay on his back he could see far more than before, like the fact that she was not wearing any underwear.
Any proper man would have looked away, and maybe warned her of the exposed flesh, but after months with his fantasies he couldn’t help looking. His cock responded by growing, not caring if the stone was digging into his hip, not caring what he was laying on.
She had to know what he was staring at, but she didn’t scream, or try to hide. Instead she surprised him by moving closer. His mouth went dry as he imagined how it felt to burry himself between her legs, to kiss the soft skin on the inside of her thigh, or to tease her breasts with his tongue.
The girl was pure-blooded, he knew as much, which made her a possible candidate. She was both interesting and good-looking, which made him wonder why he never noticed her earlier. He didn’t care about the reason; instead he concentrated on her body as she moved closer. She smiled, making him wonder if she knew what he was thinking, what he wanted.
Her actions answered his questions, but as she sat down on top of him, her legs spread on each side of him, he questioned her sanity. She might not be as modest as many others, which could have explained how she was unaffected by him staring, but straddling him was not something the girls he knew would do.
“What are you doing?” he asked as her fingers danced across his shirt, toying with the buttons.
She didn’t answer, instead she undid the top button, before leaning down to plant a kiss on his lips. Her skin was cold, and slightly wet, her hair was still sticking to her body, as was her dress. The dress didn’t hide much of her body, he could see the detail on her breasts, like the small beauty spot on her right breast, right beneath her nipple.
Mud was soaking through his shirt, which normally would have been uncomfortable, if it wasn’t for the fact that an almost naked girl sat on top of him. Her fingers caressed the rest of his chest, teasing, making him want more. As he lay there he wondered what she would do if he touched her, if it was a reason for her to leave. He didn’t want to gamble, but her body was too alluring not to touch. Carefully he placed his hands on her hips, almost regretting his decision when his fingers left muddy stains.
His touch didn’t frighten her, instead she closed her eyes and rocked her body against his, grinding against his bulge until he moaned. Draco found himself eager for more, and slowly his hands moved up her body, making their way to her breasts. As he groped her breasts she moved her hands between her legs, but not to touch herself as he first thought, instead she opened his trousers and reached for his cock. Draco released a deep groan, fighting the urge to take charge and fuck her; even if he was certain she wanted it to happen as much as he did.
As she played with his cock he caressed her breasts, teasing the already hard nipples through the fabric, rolling them between his fingers until she gasped in excitement. She must have taken his teasing as an invitation to do whatever she wanted, because the next moment she was teasing the top of his cock, forcing a gasp out of him.
She smiled as she saw his reaction, then proceeded with her plan, wrapping her fingers around his cock, pumping it faster and harder until he found it difficult to breathe. He closed his eyes and arched his back, wanting to feel more. Her hand moved lightly over his cock, teasing him until he feared he would lose control and give into his desire to throw her on the ground and take her. She knew how to play with him, making him beg for more, push him towards the edge, stopping just in time. He wanted to come, needed it, but at the same time he didn’t want it to end, so he held on as long as possible.
He wanted to hold on, at least a few minutes longer, but he couldn’t stop the pleasure which swallowed him whole. Before he knew it his body trembled slightly as his balls pulled together, preparing themselves for the orgasm which would soon come. Draco’s mouth fell open as if he wished to speak, but even if he knew what he wanted to say he doubted he was able to tell her, especially not when he came in her hand.
Once he was calm again he looked at the girl, who was still smiling. She then did something he hadn’t expected, she kissed him softly. As their lips parted she rose, then slowly walked towards the lake to wash up. That was when he was reminded of his position, on the muddy ground. With a swift movement he was back on his feet, the wet mud slowly dripping down his back.
“I’m going now, if you don’t mind,” he informed her, not sure why. She turned towards him, the soft smile still on her lips.
“I have something for you,” she responded, walking towards him. Draco waited, watching her as she unfastened the flower crown, handing it to him.
“What should I do with this?” he asked, staring at the circle of flowers.
“You will know what to do, once it’s time.” Draco found her cryptic message strange, but he chose not to ask any further, not when he felt the mud slide down his crack. Nodding towards her he left, looking forward to a warm shower.
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