Dragon-training.

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 3

Draco did not speak at all on the way to Bill's apartment and the redhead did not mind. All this was to get the Draco-induced wet dreams and hard-ons out of his system and get his mind back, and there was no need to talk just to get the sex he had been fantasizing about and find out that it was not as good as his fantasies. And like magic Draco would be evicted from his mind. Bill still did not see the flaws in this plan.

As soon as the door of the apartment closed behind them, Bill pushed the blond up against it and kissed him, hard. The thought that this was not the way things should go went through Draco's mind, he was the Malfoy here and Malfoys should be the ones taking, not being taken. He tried to not kiss back, he even tried to push Weasley away from him. “Are you getting cold feet?” Bill moved away, smirking just a little bit.

This was not the way it should be either. Draco might have wanted Bill to stop but, now that he had, Draco didn't want that either. He really didn't know what he wanted. “I don't...” He bit his bottom lip. “I never get cold feet.” He tried to get a grip on the situation and be the one in control. “Good.” Was all Bill said before he moved back and had the blond pinned up against the door again. That way he could not go more Malfoy on him.

This time Draco did not fight, he wanted to be the one in control but not if that would mean this kiss would end again. Bill would have grinned if his mouth was not otherwise occupied. He moved further, enjoying the fact that Draco was putting up a little bit of a fight. He was not going to force anything on the younger wizard but the little half-hearted fight the blond put up was enough to tell Bill that it was just Draco's pride fighting this.

Using his bigger form to pin Draco's lighter form against the door made it easy for the young Malfoy to feel that Bill was rock hard too. The blond did manage to smirk a little into the kiss, which made it easier for the redhead to push his tongue into his mouth. He had to fight this, he was a Malfoy and it just meant he had to fight. He wasn't going to stop the kiss, he was not stupid, but he thought he would be able to turn this around so he was the one controlling the kiss and what would happen next.

'Yes, fight me.' Bill thought as he felt Draco's tongue pushing back against his. For just a moment he let the blond think he was winning before rubbing his hand over the young wizard's hard cock. It was enough to break the resistance, the little dragon submitted and as a reward the older wizard squeezed his cock again. He broke the kiss, “Bedroom” was all he said as he started to move toward it, taking Draco with him.

Draco did not move with Bill. “Bedroom!” The redhead said again. He could see the inner-discussion the blond was having. It was clear that the younger man wanted more but it was also clear that his pride would not let him just follow commands. “If you would rather leave...” A smirk played around Bill's lips as he turned away from Draco, moving toward the bedroom.

“Bloody Weasley.” Draco grumbled as he followed the older wizard toward the bedroom. He told himself that it was his choice to go to the bedroom and that it was not because Bill told him to go there. The Malfoy pride is not something that is easily put aside.

All Bill could do was grin, this was even more fun then he thought it would be. He pushed the thoughts about it being too much fun away, this was just a one time thing to get the arrogant wizard out of his mind. Having fun would not mean that this plan was failing! Denial was a place both men shared.

Draco looked around the messy but comfortable bedroom before moving closer to Bill. The redhead turned around and pulled him into another rough kiss before he was able to speak, not that he was there for the conversation. The taller man steered him toward the unmade bed, he tried again to switch places, to be the one doing the steering but he failed.

'Need to put more heart into your fighting, dragon.' Bill mused while he pushed Draco onto the bed, covering the light seeker-form with his own stronger body. He started to move, rubbing his hard but still covered cock against the blond's. The sounds Malfoy made into his mouth were like music to him. He pulled his wand out of his pocket and broke the kiss long enough to use a simple spell to undress the both of them.

Again Draco did not get the chance to say anything, his mouth was captured in another bruising kiss. Who did Weasley think he was dealing with? Some needy little wizard? HE was a Malfoy! With a movement of his hips Bill rubbed his hard cock against Draco's and at that time all fight went out of the blond. Instead of arrogant fight the younger wizard felt lustful need.

He brought his hand up to Bill's hair, to pull the older wizard into the kiss, running his thumb for a second over the scars on Weasley's face. The redhead on top of Draco moaned at the touch, Bill never knew his scars were so sensitive. He pushed that knowledge away as soon as they popped up, he would have to deal with those another time. First things first and that was getting Malfoy fucked and out of his system for ever.

Bill broke the kiss looking down on the face of a not so arrogant Malfoy. The blond still looked so hot to him, deliciously perfect skin. He ran his tongue over the the side of Draco's face, the side that on his own face was scarred. A moan escaped the blond bringing a smile to the older wizard's face.

Part of Draco wanted this to be over but another part, a traitorous part, wanted this to last for a long time. He knew he shouldn't want more then just a quick fuck, this was the weasel's brother. He should not want a Weasley for more then a one night stand. He shouldn't want a Weasley – Period! Of course it was to late for that, all he could hope for that this was going to work and he would end up happily hating all redheads around the wizarding world with a passion.

Bill's long hair fell over Draco's pale chest as the older wizard started kissing down the blond's body. First he took the time to drive the younger wizard crazy by kissing and nipping the nipples, both of them. Draco was getting harder and harder, he was about to say something when that talented mouth traveled further down his body. Slowly licking a little further to where he needed Bill's mouth most. “More...” He moaned involuntarily, making that annoying Weasley chuckle against his skin.

“Patience is a virtue, little dragon.” Bill didn't wait for any response, licking up Draco's cock. That of course was enough to stop Draco from replying and all thoughts about not being Weasley's little dragon went out of the window.

The pale body underneath Bill shivered as he blew over the skin he just licked. He licked the head of Draco's cock, then blew on it before licking it again. “Weasley...” The blond whined.

“What is my name?” The redhead licked the head of Draco's cock again. “Say it!” And he blew again, watching the cocky younger wizard shiver.

“Weasley...” It was the last little bit of fight Draco could manage, there wasn't much of his Malfoy pride or arrogance left. All he really wanted was his cock being sucked, he really couldn't care less if he had to say Bill instead of Weasley.

Lick. “My name.” Blow. “Say...” Lick “my name.” Blow.

“Bill...” Draco couldn't take much more of this torture. “Please...” He would probably be disowned if anyone found out he was begging. “Bill...”

“Good boy.” Bill took Draco's hard flesh into his mouth and sucked. Listening to the sounds coming from the arrogant dragon. He slowly moved up and down, sucking sometimes grazing his teeth along the sensitive skin.

“Bill...” His name started to sound like a moan, knowing that he had Draco about ready to come made him stop what he was doing. He wasn't going to let the blond off that easily.

“Bloody hell... Bill...” Draco's eyes flew open when he felt the taller man move of him.

“Patience.” Bill grinned as he moved to retrieve a vial of lube from his bedside table. “I have said already that it is a virtue, dragon-boy.” The Malfoys really had spoiled the boy, can't even wait a few moments, wanting it all right now.

Draco would have reacted to the 'dragon-boy'-thing if at that moment Bill hadn't started to coat his hard-on and his fingers with the lube. That was the thing he had wanted, even if he hadn't known before that he had wanted it. Draco wasn't a bottom, everybody knew that, but this day everything everybody knew didn't seem to be true at all.

While he was still stroking his hard cock, Bill moved back between Draco's long legs. Seeker muscles, the redhead mused as he released his cock to stroke the inside of them. The younger man responded with another moan. Bill moved his hands up not caring that he was leaving lube on them. He just watched the younger wizard on his bed for a few more moments, pushing away a nagging feeling that his plan was backfiring. This would work. “Turn onto your stomach.”

Draco could have said something about Malfoys not turning on command, or something similar, but he didn't. He listened and turned, looking back at the wizard behind him. Bill leaned over him and started to lick and kiss down his back, while one of his fingers started to massage the muscle around Draco's entrance. “Relax...” He purred against the pale back, “It will feel so good.” Then the first finger was pushed inside, slowly, gently.

“Bill...” Draco moaned, enjoying the invasion, knowing that this was too good but also wrong. This should not be gentle, he knew it shouldn't be gentle. He was about to think more when the second finger was added and all thoughts went out of the window. This was what he wanted and when it was over he would be free from Bill... no, he would be free from Weasley.

The way his name was moaned went through Bill's body and it became harder to keep going slow. He told himself that he was going slow because he was a nice guy, it had nothing to do with the fact that it started to be more then just lusty feelings for an annoying blond ten years his junior. He pushed in a third finger making an effort to find the spot inside Draco that would make the boy see stars.

“Gods, Bill...” The redhead smiled, he found the spot, the reaction of the young wizard and the way his named sounded, made that more then clear.

“Ready for more?” The sound of his voice surprised Bill, did he really care if Malfoy was ready? No, this could not be happening, it was NOT happening.

“Bill...” Draco groaned, trying to be patient, but he just was not a patient person. “Just do it already...”

The sound of Draco's voice pulled Bill back from his traitorous thoughts about caring for the spoiled brat and back to what he was doing. Fucking the blond to get him out of his mind and dreams. He removed his fingers, pulled Draco on his hands and knees and positioned himself behind that perfectly pale body.

As soon as the head of Bill's cock pushed in Draco bit his lip. He didn't want to show that it was a bit more painful then he had expected. He could not stop the reaction of his muscles though, they betrayed him and the older wizard stopped. “Relax Draco...”

“I...” Was all the blond could manage before Bill pushed further, again it was slow and gentle but at this point Draco was not able to form a coherent thought about it.

As he moved Bill made all kinds of soothing noises to help Draco relax, to make this a good experience. There was nothing wrong with pleasuring someone even if it was just going to be a one night thing. He gently stroked the young aristocratic back as he pushed in completely; feeling the tight heat around his cock was almost enough to break his resolve to make this pleasurable for both. He was not going to hurt Draco though, the boy might be annoying and he might want that face out of his dreams but that did not mean Bill would hurt him.

Taking deep breaths helped him relax. After a few moments Draco realized that he needed more, needed to move. He pushed back against Bill, pulling a moan from the bigger wizard, a smug grin coming to his face as he wriggled against the man inside him, getting another moan as a reward.

The world around Bill seemed to disappear at that moment, all he could see and feel was Draco Malfoy. He couldn't even manage to think about the absurdity of it all, he needed to move, needed to hear and feel the blond's need and desire and to end it he really needed to feel Draco come knowing that it was him making the snobby wizard lose it.

He pulled out almost completely before pushing back in, harder than the first time but still slow, almost torturously slow. He listened to the sounds, the moans, as he pulled out and pushed back in again, and again... and again. He changed the angle with every trust, when he found that spot inside Draco again he was rewarded with a passionate “BILL...” and he needed to hear it again.

Draco was unable to think about anything any more, all he could do was feel. Many people probably didn't even believe he was capable of feelings, he was not as icy cold as people wanted to think he was, though. The feeling of Bill's cock inside him, the sensation that went through his body when his prostate was hit, were all new to him and all he could do was cry out that name.

“Bill...” The redhead made it his mission to get to hear his name as many times as he could, while they lasted. He upped the speed of his movements, making the thrust harder but making sure he hit his target with every one of them. He knew if he kept going like this he would not last long, he wanted to come together with Draco, though, and that became his second 'mission'. He wrapped his hand around the cock of the young wizard and started to stroke it in time with the movement of his hips. The movements becoming faster and harder, fuelled by the sounds the blond under him made.

“Draco... come for me...” The words purred into his ear made Draco moan, he wanted to fight the sensation, the sound of that voice, the friction inside him and on his hard cock but he could not. He didn't want to follow orders, he wanted to give, them but this 'order' he could not resist. He had to follow it with a howl, worthy of a real dragon, Draco came, covering himself and Bill's hand.

Bill felt a bit of pride when he heard the howl, when he felt the orgasm. The contracting muscles around his own hardness in combination with that howl pulled him into his own orgasm; he pushed into Draco as far as he could as he let his orgasm wash over him. He had to admit that this had been the best orgasm he had ever had, but he didn't want to admit to it.

A moan underneath him made Bill move, they had collapsed on top of each other and Draco was the smaller of the two, there was no need to squash and smother the blond of course. He rolled off and settled on his back just looking at the ceiling, not sure if he wanted to see the face of the man he had just fucked.

After a few minutes Draco got up and off the bed. As he moved to gather his clothes which were luckily not completely magicked away, he glared at the wrinkles in them but put them on anyway. He had to get out of here, get home and take a bath. And then he would start a life without dreaming about a longhaired redhead. When he was finished dressing he turned around to look at the other wizard one last time, finding Bill openly watching him. “I have to go...” He said before apparating away.

Bill had been looking at the now empty spot in his room for a few more moments when finally he said to the world at large, “This should be the end of that.” He got up and took a long shower, cleaned up his bed and slipped into bed, ready for a dreamless sleep. He sighed as he closed his eyes. No more Draco fantasies, he was sure of it. As he started to relax the fantasies started again, this time they were different though. Draco was still in them, only now he knew what the blond really looked like.

“BLOODY HELL!” Bill sat up, shaking his head to get the anatomically correct vision of Draco Malfoy out of his mind and willing away the desire coursing through his body. His plan had failed and it annoyed him. “This should have worked.” He muttered as he settled back on the bed.

At Malfoy Manor Draco had come to the same conclusion as Bill. The desire was still there, with an added 'bonus' of knowing how it really felt. “Damn that Weasley.” He paced his room, annoyance coursing through his body, but the annoyance was not strong enough to drown out the memory of Bill's body, his voice and his cock inside Draco's body.

“And I am NOT your little dragon.” He shouted knowing really well that Bill could not hear him, trying hard to ignore that little voice inside him telling him that he wanted to be Bill's little dragon. Because he knew that he didn't! Denial is such a grand thing, isn't it?

THE END