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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,224
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1
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 2
Squeezing his eyes tightly and feeling a flush of embarrassment for the tears that leaked out, Draco waited for the vicious bite that would mark his doom. Surprisingly, instead of the anticipated pain, Draco felt full and soft lips caress the hollow of his throat. He shuddered – not knowing if it was out of fear or pleasure or both. Slowly, he peeked beneath liquid lashes to glimpse at his vampire seductress… and discovered it was no vampiress that knelt at his side!
Draco’s eyes flew open as he moaned an involuntary “no.” Too quickly to be seen, a white and ghostly hand flew to cover his lips; the clear and strong nails leaving half-moon indents in his cheek. Draco bucked beneath the hand, but it was like steel had replaced the vampire’s bones and he was helpless to move. Edward leaned down, a sliver of moonlight glinted off his unnaturally white teeth as a cat-like smile stretched his lips. “Just a moment ago, you liked it.” A pink and pointed tongue expertly flicked against Draco’s ear, eliciting a violent and rolling shudder from the young wizard.
Edward’s grip loosened and he slid his hand gently down Draco’s jawline to his hair and wrapped his long, slender fingers in the delicate golden strands. Grabbing viciously, Edward forced the boy’s face into his own, crushing lip upon lip, fang upon mouth. A hot gasp flew from Draco and the vampire drank it in with a shudder of his own. Malfoy became suddenly aware of the increasing pressure of the vampire atop his prone body, his robes becoming entangled around Edward’s legs.
With a sigh of ecstasy, Edward pulled his head back, savoring the sweet taste of the mortal. He rolled his tongue around his mouth, careful to avoid the sharp incisors that were singing for the boy’s throat. Caught in the moment, Edward leaned back on his haunches, easing the pressure off of Draco. With trembling and clumsy hands, the wizard reached into the waistband of the vampire’s pants for the wand Edward had so absent mindedly tucked away. Before he could get a stupefy out of his mouth, Edward clasped a claw-like hand around the wizard’s wrist. Malfoy shivered with fear as the vampire’s eyes suddenly seemed to flash an eerie yellowish red glow. Then the glow was gone, and he realized that he still had his hand shoved into the waistband of the fiend’s pants.
A sudden smirk creased Edward’s face, exposing a lone fang from the corner of his mouth. With a firm but gentle pressure, he eased the wizard’s hand further down until fingertips brushed a growing bulge straining against soft cotton.
Muscles flexed in Draco’s jaw as a similar look of desire flashed in his eyes. With a smirk of his own, he reached out with thumb and forefinger to tweak the tip of the vampire’s more forgiving flesh. Edward’s back involuntarily arched, pressing himself further into Draco’s hand. The boy’s smirk grew as he realized that there were definitely some vulnerable areas to the seemingly invulnerable vampire.
Leaning forward, the blonde wizard pressed his face into his hard and unyielding chest. Edward seemed frozen, almost as if the predator feared he had become the prey. Draco trailed soft and inquisitive lips along the collar of the button up shirt, grazing pale and smooth flesh. With a small and mischievous giggle, the boy grasped the first button between his teeth and cleanly bit it off. He continued quickly and expertly down the front, only pausing at the last button. Draco looked up at Edward, chin resting on his silver belt buckle as he pulled plastic and fabric into his mouth. With a quick snap, the last button sheared off. Pushing his face between the folds of the now open shirt, Draco nuzzled his way up from the navel and to a pale pink nipple. He flicked his tongue, sending a noticeable shiver through the vampire and causing the flesh around the areola to prickle. Pressing a soft and flexible mouth around the nipple, Draco began to gently suck. The bulge which was still beneath the fingertips of his other hand involuntarily twitched. With a mental chuckle, Draco suddenly bit into the soft and pink flesh.
With lightning speed, Edward jerked back and reaching up, yanked the boy’s head from his nipple. Draco grinned, raising one fine eyebrow and parroted back the phrase Edward had whispered earlier, “Just a moment ago, you liked it.” The vampire cocked his own eyebrow and replied, “I’ll be the one doing the biting tonight.”
With his hand still grasping the back of the wizard’s head, Edward smoothly and gracefully stood up. He pressed down, pushing Draco’s face into the crotch of his pants. “If you’re that good with your mouth, then you’ll know what to do here.”
Draco slid his feet beneath him for balance, and in one fluid motion glided his hand along the back of Edward’s pants. He gave a quick and playful squeeze when he reached his firm bottom, causing the vampire to bark a surprised laugh. Malfoy grasped the black leather belt with his teeth and with a swift jerk of his head, tugged the end of the belt from the buckle. With some difficulty, he managed to loosen it and gain access to the snap button. This was much easier to navigate and within a few moments, the boy had the pull of the zipper between his teeth and was slowly tugging it down. Both couldn’t help but to notice Draco’s growing discomfort as the zipper reached its destination. Edward pressed the wizard’s mouth to the cottony sheath that contained his own magic wand. Spotting the real wand hanging out of the now loose waistband, the vampire disdainfully reached and tossed it aside.
With his nose pressed into the soft fabric, Draco realized the vampire smelled of honeysuckle. He also noticed that there was a giant printed pickle right in front of him. Pulling back, he eyed the jolly anthropomorphic pickle dancing on the front of Edward’s boxers. The boy began to laugh – first in a derisive chuckle – then in outright hysterics. The vampire could have sworn that he blushed for the first time since the change one hundred years ago. “What,” he countered, “it’s not like I would have worn this if I’d known I’d be fucking a young and nubile mortal tonight.”
Draco stiffened, his laughter abruptly cut off as an audible gulp emanated from his throat. Edward looked down at the raised folds of the wizard’s robe and mocked, “Well, don’t act like you didn’t know.”
Blondie regained his composure and snaked the hand that had been residing on the vampire’s bottom into the back of the pants. “We’ll see who’s the expert here,” he shot back, as his fingers tucked behind the waist of the boxers and wriggled between crease of Edward’s rear end.
An unmanly squeal escaped the immortal’s lips and Draco took satisfaction in the vampire’s reaction. With Edward delightfully subdued, Draco turned his attention to tugging the waistband of the ridiculous pickle shorts down.
Latching on with his teeth, the boy struggled with pulling the elastic far enough out to slide the fabric over the vampire’s hips. After a full minute of wrestling with the clothing, Edward gave an exasperated and desperate sigh. Relinquishing his grip on the back of Draco’s head, he grabbed trouser and boxers alike and removed them with one quick and sinuous move. The wizard’s eyes flashed with annoyance, “I was doing just fine. I didn’t need any help.”
The vampire cocked his head and directed a bemused and scathing glance at the mortal, “by the time you would have figured it out, I would have been another hundred years older.”
Draco scowled, but the effect was ruined by his eyes growing wide as he caught a glimpse of the rock-hard manhood peeking out from between shirt panels. The aroma of honeydew emanated from Edward’s nether regions and the blonde wizard began to involuntarily drool. He started, wiping a trembling hand quickly across his mouth. Draco was drawn to the intoxicating scent like a moth to a flame. He inched closer, crawling on his knees until he was practically between the vampire’s legs. Slowly, he parted the remnants of the shirt and instantaneously began to laugh, but even more hysterically than the last time. Falling on his back, he howled with unbridled amusement, clutching his sides as he gasped for air. With tears streaming down his face, he managed to choke out as he pointed an accusatory finger at Edward’s crotch, “You – you shaved it into that!?”
Author Notes
Hey Guys! I'm writing this with a friend of mine. We hope you are enjoying it! Since there aren't that many Draco/Edward fics out there that we have found, we decided to delve into the pairing ourselves. Please let us know how we are doing or even if you have any suggestions. Also, we are looking for a good beta. If you've done beta work before or know someone who has, leave a comment or drop us a line. Thanks! Update coming soon!
Draco’s eyes flew open as he moaned an involuntary “no.” Too quickly to be seen, a white and ghostly hand flew to cover his lips; the clear and strong nails leaving half-moon indents in his cheek. Draco bucked beneath the hand, but it was like steel had replaced the vampire’s bones and he was helpless to move. Edward leaned down, a sliver of moonlight glinted off his unnaturally white teeth as a cat-like smile stretched his lips. “Just a moment ago, you liked it.” A pink and pointed tongue expertly flicked against Draco’s ear, eliciting a violent and rolling shudder from the young wizard.
Edward’s grip loosened and he slid his hand gently down Draco’s jawline to his hair and wrapped his long, slender fingers in the delicate golden strands. Grabbing viciously, Edward forced the boy’s face into his own, crushing lip upon lip, fang upon mouth. A hot gasp flew from Draco and the vampire drank it in with a shudder of his own. Malfoy became suddenly aware of the increasing pressure of the vampire atop his prone body, his robes becoming entangled around Edward’s legs.
With a sigh of ecstasy, Edward pulled his head back, savoring the sweet taste of the mortal. He rolled his tongue around his mouth, careful to avoid the sharp incisors that were singing for the boy’s throat. Caught in the moment, Edward leaned back on his haunches, easing the pressure off of Draco. With trembling and clumsy hands, the wizard reached into the waistband of the vampire’s pants for the wand Edward had so absent mindedly tucked away. Before he could get a stupefy out of his mouth, Edward clasped a claw-like hand around the wizard’s wrist. Malfoy shivered with fear as the vampire’s eyes suddenly seemed to flash an eerie yellowish red glow. Then the glow was gone, and he realized that he still had his hand shoved into the waistband of the fiend’s pants.
A sudden smirk creased Edward’s face, exposing a lone fang from the corner of his mouth. With a firm but gentle pressure, he eased the wizard’s hand further down until fingertips brushed a growing bulge straining against soft cotton.
Muscles flexed in Draco’s jaw as a similar look of desire flashed in his eyes. With a smirk of his own, he reached out with thumb and forefinger to tweak the tip of the vampire’s more forgiving flesh. Edward’s back involuntarily arched, pressing himself further into Draco’s hand. The boy’s smirk grew as he realized that there were definitely some vulnerable areas to the seemingly invulnerable vampire.
Leaning forward, the blonde wizard pressed his face into his hard and unyielding chest. Edward seemed frozen, almost as if the predator feared he had become the prey. Draco trailed soft and inquisitive lips along the collar of the button up shirt, grazing pale and smooth flesh. With a small and mischievous giggle, the boy grasped the first button between his teeth and cleanly bit it off. He continued quickly and expertly down the front, only pausing at the last button. Draco looked up at Edward, chin resting on his silver belt buckle as he pulled plastic and fabric into his mouth. With a quick snap, the last button sheared off. Pushing his face between the folds of the now open shirt, Draco nuzzled his way up from the navel and to a pale pink nipple. He flicked his tongue, sending a noticeable shiver through the vampire and causing the flesh around the areola to prickle. Pressing a soft and flexible mouth around the nipple, Draco began to gently suck. The bulge which was still beneath the fingertips of his other hand involuntarily twitched. With a mental chuckle, Draco suddenly bit into the soft and pink flesh.
With lightning speed, Edward jerked back and reaching up, yanked the boy’s head from his nipple. Draco grinned, raising one fine eyebrow and parroted back the phrase Edward had whispered earlier, “Just a moment ago, you liked it.” The vampire cocked his own eyebrow and replied, “I’ll be the one doing the biting tonight.”
With his hand still grasping the back of the wizard’s head, Edward smoothly and gracefully stood up. He pressed down, pushing Draco’s face into the crotch of his pants. “If you’re that good with your mouth, then you’ll know what to do here.”
Draco slid his feet beneath him for balance, and in one fluid motion glided his hand along the back of Edward’s pants. He gave a quick and playful squeeze when he reached his firm bottom, causing the vampire to bark a surprised laugh. Malfoy grasped the black leather belt with his teeth and with a swift jerk of his head, tugged the end of the belt from the buckle. With some difficulty, he managed to loosen it and gain access to the snap button. This was much easier to navigate and within a few moments, the boy had the pull of the zipper between his teeth and was slowly tugging it down. Both couldn’t help but to notice Draco’s growing discomfort as the zipper reached its destination. Edward pressed the wizard’s mouth to the cottony sheath that contained his own magic wand. Spotting the real wand hanging out of the now loose waistband, the vampire disdainfully reached and tossed it aside.
With his nose pressed into the soft fabric, Draco realized the vampire smelled of honeysuckle. He also noticed that there was a giant printed pickle right in front of him. Pulling back, he eyed the jolly anthropomorphic pickle dancing on the front of Edward’s boxers. The boy began to laugh – first in a derisive chuckle – then in outright hysterics. The vampire could have sworn that he blushed for the first time since the change one hundred years ago. “What,” he countered, “it’s not like I would have worn this if I’d known I’d be fucking a young and nubile mortal tonight.”
Draco stiffened, his laughter abruptly cut off as an audible gulp emanated from his throat. Edward looked down at the raised folds of the wizard’s robe and mocked, “Well, don’t act like you didn’t know.”
Blondie regained his composure and snaked the hand that had been residing on the vampire’s bottom into the back of the pants. “We’ll see who’s the expert here,” he shot back, as his fingers tucked behind the waist of the boxers and wriggled between crease of Edward’s rear end.
An unmanly squeal escaped the immortal’s lips and Draco took satisfaction in the vampire’s reaction. With Edward delightfully subdued, Draco turned his attention to tugging the waistband of the ridiculous pickle shorts down.
Latching on with his teeth, the boy struggled with pulling the elastic far enough out to slide the fabric over the vampire’s hips. After a full minute of wrestling with the clothing, Edward gave an exasperated and desperate sigh. Relinquishing his grip on the back of Draco’s head, he grabbed trouser and boxers alike and removed them with one quick and sinuous move. The wizard’s eyes flashed with annoyance, “I was doing just fine. I didn’t need any help.”
The vampire cocked his head and directed a bemused and scathing glance at the mortal, “by the time you would have figured it out, I would have been another hundred years older.”
Draco scowled, but the effect was ruined by his eyes growing wide as he caught a glimpse of the rock-hard manhood peeking out from between shirt panels. The aroma of honeydew emanated from Edward’s nether regions and the blonde wizard began to involuntarily drool. He started, wiping a trembling hand quickly across his mouth. Draco was drawn to the intoxicating scent like a moth to a flame. He inched closer, crawling on his knees until he was practically between the vampire’s legs. Slowly, he parted the remnants of the shirt and instantaneously began to laugh, but even more hysterically than the last time. Falling on his back, he howled with unbridled amusement, clutching his sides as he gasped for air. With tears streaming down his face, he managed to choke out as he pointed an accusatory finger at Edward’s crotch, “You – you shaved it into that!?”
Author Notes
Hey Guys! I'm writing this with a friend of mine. We hope you are enjoying it! Since there aren't that many Draco/Edward fics out there that we have found, we decided to delve into the pairing ourselves. Please let us know how we are doing or even if you have any suggestions. Also, we are looking for a good beta. If you've done beta work before or know someone who has, leave a comment or drop us a line. Thanks! Update coming soon!