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Adult +
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Chapter 2
Title: Dragon-training.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Bill Weasley
Type: Slash... a bit on the romantic side, I could not help my self.
Rating: NC17 – Graphic m/m sex
Spoilers: All 7 books/movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books/movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feedback: Yes please!
Achieve: Just ask me, I would be honoured of course! I just would love to know where my babies are taken.
Beta: Julie
Author's note: No Fleur! I don't really like her... sorry to all your Fleur fans out there.
Chapter 2
Bill had been good at the family home. He smiled as he for the zillionth time told his mother that he really didn't need a haircut, listened to Ron talk about Hermione and Quidditch and as always he even enjoyed his time with his family.
“You are a bit quiet.” Charlie stated as he watched his older brother trying to figure out what was going on in the mind of the curse-breaker.
“Compared to all of you I am always quiet.” Bill grinned not really in the mood talking about the weird and annoying 24 hours he just lived through.
“Not this quiet old man.” Bill knew Charlie only said old man to get him to fess up, but that would not work. He just gave his younger brother a glare before going to the kitchen to steal some of the food his mom was preparing.
Except for the nosy looks Charlie kept shooting him, the dinner at his parents' house was nice and uneventful in a good way. After promising his mother a few times that he would visit before he left to some cursed place again and that of course he would not forget Halloween dinner he left the warmth of his family home and went back to his simple apartment. He walked in just for a few moments to just turn around and leave again. He did not want to spend another night like the one before, having visions of doing all kinds of things with Draco Malfoy one should not want to do with Draco Malfoy. “Getting drunk!” He stated to the door as he closed it again.
Draco's evening had not been as filled with family as Bill's of course. He had a nice quiet and proper dinner with his parents. No nosy looks, just a little bit of a worried look from his mother. Narcissa did know better then to ask her son what was on his mind because he would tell her nothing for her to worry about and then he would get even quieter then he had been. After dinner he told his parents that he was going out for a bit.
The blond entered a bar that he knew was a gay bar, he wasn't really sure if that was the place to go to forget about the Weasley but it was much better then masturbating more, he hoped. Looking around the dimly lit bar he spotted an empty table. He sat down with his back mostly toward the door so he could watch what was happening in on the tiny dance floor.
Bill entered the same bar not much later, it wasn't a big bar so spotting the blond was not hard. He froze the moment he realized who was sitting with his back turned to him. He could of course turn and leave but maybe this was his chance to get rid of the visions of Draco. Just meeting it head on and show his brain that the snarky blond was not hot and wankable but annoying and arrogant. He liked having that one simple truth in his life, Malfoy was an annoying little boy!
As he moved closer to the table he realized that Malfoy was no longer a little boy but a hot looking man. That realization did not make this easier but he was sure that the only way to get this out of his system was to face it head on. He sat down next to Draco without saying a word.
Draco looked up the moment someone sat down next to him ready to tell them off but stopped before he uttered a sound and just stared at Bill. The redhead looked at the half open mouth of the younger wizard and all kinds of things of what that mouth could do flashed through his mind. Maybe his plan to get Draco out off his system was not as good at he thought it might be, at the moment he could just think of what he wanted to do with the blond and he got harder with every thought.
'Breath' Draco told himself, he needed to breathe and he needed the oxygen to go to his brain, he needed to think clearly and remind himself that this was a Weasley and not some hot guy. Hot guy and Weasley just did not go hand in hand, right? Wrong! Bill was hot and Bill was a Weasley. He was in so much trouble if he could not get his brain to cooperate and get his hormones to behave.
“Malfoy.” Bill started, not really sure where to go from here, what to say. Maybe talking was overrated? It wasn't like he was here to start a relationship with the annoying blond, he was here to get him out of his mind. Of course the young wizard being there wasn't in his plan, but maybe this would be the best thing that could have happened. If he could get Draco to have some 'fun' with him he would find out that he wasn't as hot as he thought and then he would stop thinking about him. Bill liked that plan and was sure it would work, if he had thought it through logically he of course would have known that this was a plan bound to backfire.
'Here goes nothing' The redhead thought before he put his hand on Draco's knee. The moment his hand touched the young Malfoy's leg a little voice in his mind warned him that this was not going end well.
Draco stopped breathing for a moment as he stared at the hand on his leg, he was going to stop this right now! He was going to tell Bill off and he was going to stand and leave, the nerve of that...
As soon as he took a breath he knew he was lost, he was not going to tell Bill off because if he really wanted to he would he had done it by now. He was still sitting there looking at the hand on his leg. “What do you think you are doing?” Was all he could manage. He didn't sound snarky or even a tiny bit arrogant, he sounded confused and probably a little bit needy.
“What do you think I am doing?” Bill just went with this probably stupid plan of getting the young blond wizard out of his mind by fucking him. He let his hand travel slowly up Draco's leg stopping only when his little finger lightly touched the other man's hardening cock.
“You can't just...” Draco started but it ended in a gasp as he felt the hand against his hardon, which hardened even further at the touch. How could he fight this and keep the situation under control if Weasley was going to be so forward and touch him? He wanted to tell him to stop and that this was not what he wanted but he just could not manage that lie. What was wrong with him? Hormones, he decided. It was all he could think of and if any other guy had touched him like that at this time he would have reacted the exact same way. Denial was such a comforting thing at times.
“Oh, I can!” Yes, moving forward and getting the arrogant blond to submit to him would do the trick. He would no longer get hard thinking of Draco and Halloween might just end up being a relaxing family holiday. This plan looked good to him and he was not able to see any of the flaws like that Draco was not going to submit or even worse, that the blond would and Bill would enjoy it so much that his lust for the younger wizard would just grow instead of lessen.
Draco shifted a little on his chair, not to move away from the touch - which would be the bright thing to do - but to move into the touch. This was not his logical side of course but those damned hormones, he just needed sex and this had nothing to do with the hot longhaired wizard next to him.
The moment Draco moved Bill knew that he had won. Emboldened by the action he moved his hand to cup the hard want covered by too expensive pants, he squeezed enjoying the feel and the sound the blond next to him made. He moved closer to the other wizard, “Want to take this somewhere more private?” Putting a bit more pressure on Draco's cock as he spoke.
Another gasp made his 'no' turn into a 'yes', Draco was sure he was going to say no but the gasp made him say the wrong thing. “Good!” Bill released his new toy and stood, “Follow me!” As he started to move away Draco stood too but he did not follow. “You can't tell me what to do!” He could not help himself, he wanted sex but he was a Malfoy and Malfoys did not follow orders!
Bill stopped and looked back, “I can...” He stepped closer using the fact that he was taller then the blond. “And I will!” He took Draco by the arm and told him to follow him again. The young Malfoy did as he was told. Bill grinned as he felt the young man submit, Draco was just confused, he could do better then a Weasley, he knew he could so why did he let Bill talk to him like that?
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Bill Weasley
Type: Slash... a bit on the romantic side, I could not help my self.
Rating: NC17 – Graphic m/m sex
Spoilers: All 7 books/movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books/movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feedback: Yes please!
Achieve: Just ask me, I would be honoured of course! I just would love to know where my babies are taken.
Beta: Julie
Author's note: No Fleur! I don't really like her... sorry to all your Fleur fans out there.
Chapter 2
Bill had been good at the family home. He smiled as he for the zillionth time told his mother that he really didn't need a haircut, listened to Ron talk about Hermione and Quidditch and as always he even enjoyed his time with his family.
“You are a bit quiet.” Charlie stated as he watched his older brother trying to figure out what was going on in the mind of the curse-breaker.
“Compared to all of you I am always quiet.” Bill grinned not really in the mood talking about the weird and annoying 24 hours he just lived through.
“Not this quiet old man.” Bill knew Charlie only said old man to get him to fess up, but that would not work. He just gave his younger brother a glare before going to the kitchen to steal some of the food his mom was preparing.
Except for the nosy looks Charlie kept shooting him, the dinner at his parents' house was nice and uneventful in a good way. After promising his mother a few times that he would visit before he left to some cursed place again and that of course he would not forget Halloween dinner he left the warmth of his family home and went back to his simple apartment. He walked in just for a few moments to just turn around and leave again. He did not want to spend another night like the one before, having visions of doing all kinds of things with Draco Malfoy one should not want to do with Draco Malfoy. “Getting drunk!” He stated to the door as he closed it again.
Draco's evening had not been as filled with family as Bill's of course. He had a nice quiet and proper dinner with his parents. No nosy looks, just a little bit of a worried look from his mother. Narcissa did know better then to ask her son what was on his mind because he would tell her nothing for her to worry about and then he would get even quieter then he had been. After dinner he told his parents that he was going out for a bit.
The blond entered a bar that he knew was a gay bar, he wasn't really sure if that was the place to go to forget about the Weasley but it was much better then masturbating more, he hoped. Looking around the dimly lit bar he spotted an empty table. He sat down with his back mostly toward the door so he could watch what was happening in on the tiny dance floor.
Bill entered the same bar not much later, it wasn't a big bar so spotting the blond was not hard. He froze the moment he realized who was sitting with his back turned to him. He could of course turn and leave but maybe this was his chance to get rid of the visions of Draco. Just meeting it head on and show his brain that the snarky blond was not hot and wankable but annoying and arrogant. He liked having that one simple truth in his life, Malfoy was an annoying little boy!
As he moved closer to the table he realized that Malfoy was no longer a little boy but a hot looking man. That realization did not make this easier but he was sure that the only way to get this out of his system was to face it head on. He sat down next to Draco without saying a word.
Draco looked up the moment someone sat down next to him ready to tell them off but stopped before he uttered a sound and just stared at Bill. The redhead looked at the half open mouth of the younger wizard and all kinds of things of what that mouth could do flashed through his mind. Maybe his plan to get Draco out off his system was not as good at he thought it might be, at the moment he could just think of what he wanted to do with the blond and he got harder with every thought.
'Breath' Draco told himself, he needed to breathe and he needed the oxygen to go to his brain, he needed to think clearly and remind himself that this was a Weasley and not some hot guy. Hot guy and Weasley just did not go hand in hand, right? Wrong! Bill was hot and Bill was a Weasley. He was in so much trouble if he could not get his brain to cooperate and get his hormones to behave.
“Malfoy.” Bill started, not really sure where to go from here, what to say. Maybe talking was overrated? It wasn't like he was here to start a relationship with the annoying blond, he was here to get him out of his mind. Of course the young wizard being there wasn't in his plan, but maybe this would be the best thing that could have happened. If he could get Draco to have some 'fun' with him he would find out that he wasn't as hot as he thought and then he would stop thinking about him. Bill liked that plan and was sure it would work, if he had thought it through logically he of course would have known that this was a plan bound to backfire.
'Here goes nothing' The redhead thought before he put his hand on Draco's knee. The moment his hand touched the young Malfoy's leg a little voice in his mind warned him that this was not going end well.
Draco stopped breathing for a moment as he stared at the hand on his leg, he was going to stop this right now! He was going to tell Bill off and he was going to stand and leave, the nerve of that...
As soon as he took a breath he knew he was lost, he was not going to tell Bill off because if he really wanted to he would he had done it by now. He was still sitting there looking at the hand on his leg. “What do you think you are doing?” Was all he could manage. He didn't sound snarky or even a tiny bit arrogant, he sounded confused and probably a little bit needy.
“What do you think I am doing?” Bill just went with this probably stupid plan of getting the young blond wizard out of his mind by fucking him. He let his hand travel slowly up Draco's leg stopping only when his little finger lightly touched the other man's hardening cock.
“You can't just...” Draco started but it ended in a gasp as he felt the hand against his hardon, which hardened even further at the touch. How could he fight this and keep the situation under control if Weasley was going to be so forward and touch him? He wanted to tell him to stop and that this was not what he wanted but he just could not manage that lie. What was wrong with him? Hormones, he decided. It was all he could think of and if any other guy had touched him like that at this time he would have reacted the exact same way. Denial was such a comforting thing at times.
“Oh, I can!” Yes, moving forward and getting the arrogant blond to submit to him would do the trick. He would no longer get hard thinking of Draco and Halloween might just end up being a relaxing family holiday. This plan looked good to him and he was not able to see any of the flaws like that Draco was not going to submit or even worse, that the blond would and Bill would enjoy it so much that his lust for the younger wizard would just grow instead of lessen.
Draco shifted a little on his chair, not to move away from the touch - which would be the bright thing to do - but to move into the touch. This was not his logical side of course but those damned hormones, he just needed sex and this had nothing to do with the hot longhaired wizard next to him.
The moment Draco moved Bill knew that he had won. Emboldened by the action he moved his hand to cup the hard want covered by too expensive pants, he squeezed enjoying the feel and the sound the blond next to him made. He moved closer to the other wizard, “Want to take this somewhere more private?” Putting a bit more pressure on Draco's cock as he spoke.
Another gasp made his 'no' turn into a 'yes', Draco was sure he was going to say no but the gasp made him say the wrong thing. “Good!” Bill released his new toy and stood, “Follow me!” As he started to move away Draco stood too but he did not follow. “You can't tell me what to do!” He could not help himself, he wanted sex but he was a Malfoy and Malfoys did not follow orders!
Bill stopped and looked back, “I can...” He stepped closer using the fact that he was taller then the blond. “And I will!” He took Draco by the arm and told him to follow him again. The young Malfoy did as he was told. Bill grinned as he felt the young man submit, Draco was just confused, he could do better then a Weasley, he knew he could so why did he let Bill talk to him like that?