Addiction
by Andy Candy
Author's website: http://www22.brinkster.com/cosmicdancer
Category: Angst
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Summary: Nancy boy. Daddy's boy. Fag.
Feedback: Yes
Story notes: Again a short one. Please tell me if you find any miss- spellings or grammar mistakes.
It was always like this.
Draco Malfoy lied on his back. His fingertips sank into the squashy mattress. The body lying next to Draco was quiet. It was difficult to even hear the soft breathing of the other boy.
Slowly warm fingers found their way up Draco's thigh, tapping white skin beneath. They curled around Draco.
They really weren't long strokes. But they knew where to tickle, where to squeeze and how to reach the top exactly at the right time.
There was warmth.
Draco licked his gums and teeth inside his closed mouth. Behind closed eyelids it was always easy to hope.
Draco's tongue moved automatically between his teeth. He bit the soft flesh. His hips rose slightly.
The hand was gone. It was barely a whimper that felt Draco's lips. His hands seached downwards his stomach. Just before he touched himself he drew them back.
Quickly he was up. Still shaking, hearth beating unsteadily and too rapidly. Everytime he got closer. The warm hand learned everytime more about his body. It left him at the edge of coming.
Draco bent downwards and pushed his mouth agaist maroon lips.
At the same second he was shoved to the other side of the bed.
"Nancy boy."
Tap. Feet thudded to the floor.
"Daddy's boy."
Draco drew his thighs against his stomach.
"A fag. A fag."
Door slammed shut.
A fist banged agaist the door.
"A FAGGOT!"
by Andy Candy
Author's website: http://www22.brinkster.com/cosmicdancer
Category: Angst
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Summary: Nancy boy. Daddy's boy. Fag.
Feedback: Yes
Story notes: Again a short one. Please tell me if you find any miss- spellings or grammar mistakes.
It was always like this.
Draco Malfoy lied on his back. His fingertips sank into the squashy mattress. The body lying next to Draco was quiet. It was difficult to even hear the soft breathing of the other boy.
Slowly warm fingers found their way up Draco's thigh, tapping white skin beneath. They curled around Draco.
They really weren't long strokes. But they knew where to tickle, where to squeeze and how to reach the top exactly at the right time.
There was warmth.
Draco licked his gums and teeth inside his closed mouth. Behind closed eyelids it was always easy to hope.
Draco's tongue moved automatically between his teeth. He bit the soft flesh. His hips rose slightly.
The hand was gone. It was barely a whimper that felt Draco's lips. His hands seached downwards his stomach. Just before he touched himself he drew them back.
Quickly he was up. Still shaking, hearth beating unsteadily and too rapidly. Everytime he got closer. The warm hand learned everytime more about his body. It left him at the edge of coming.
Draco bent downwards and pushed his mouth agaist maroon lips.
At the same second he was shoved to the other side of the bed.
"Nancy boy."
Tap. Feet thudded to the floor.
"Daddy's boy."
Draco drew his thighs against his stomach.
"A fag. A fag."
Door slammed shut.
A fist banged agaist the door.
"A FAGGOT!"