The Problem with Fetishes...
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
5
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17,245
Reviews:
50
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Watching
Title: Watching
Author: Lilith
Summary: Draco and Harry never knew that shows could be so entertaining…Companion piece to ‘Caught.’
Warnings: Nc-17, AU, 7th year, fet, SoloM, voy
Pairing(s): Draco/Harry with a dash of someone else…
“Draco, please! I really don’t want to…” Draco laughed as he dragged his lover down the streets of Lodon. It was close to midnight on a Saturday, and the clubs were full of muggles enjoying the night-life. Harry had wanted to join them, but Draco had other plans. He had gotten Harry dressed up and dragged him to downtown London, his light blue eyes sparkling as Harry’s emerald green ones shone with both apprehension and doubt. Draco had recently heard of a thing called ‘peepshows,’ and had decided to drag Harry along to one, much to the chagrin of the smaller young man.
“But Harry, think of it as broadening your sexual horizons. As your lover, I take full responsibility to teach you everything about sex,” Draco said proudly while Harry merely blushed as a passing couple sniggered at the blonde’s remark. Harry flushed a deep red as they stopped in front of a building, its bright signs flashing.
“I heard tell this one has the best show in the city. Apparently, they have a new performer that the populace has gone completely mental over.” Harry nodded distractedly as he eyed the establishment.
“Draco, this is a muggle…”
“Yes, yes. It would not do to have the Golden Boy visit an erotic show. Then everyone would want a piece of you, and that just would not do.” Harry muttered beneath his breath ‘They already want a piece of me’ making Draco laugh as he pulled him inside. They were greeted by a young woman dressed in a business suit, seeming very out of place. Her dark hair was pulled back into a bun and she wore thick black glasses. Nonetheless, her beauty could not be denied and she seemed to purr at them as she spoke.
“Gentlemen, welcome. We have a variety of entertainers to choose from. Please, let me know when you are ready to choose.” She sat them on a plush couch and pushed a thick binder at them. Draco looked up at her and smirked.
“Actually, we came because we heard of your newest performer.” The girl smiled, her eyes lighting up.
“Yes sir, he is very popular. Would you like him?” Draco nodded and followed as the girl led them to a corridor and then to a small room.
“I’m sorry, but as these rooms usually only have one occupant, there is only one chair.” Draco waved his hand dismissively and dragged a still protesting Harry inside.
“I will await you when you are done so we can discuss the subject of payment. Any kind of ‘instruments’ you need are located in the drawer beneath the panel. Enjoy the show sirs.” With a small tilt of her head and a small smile, she left, closing the door behind her. Draco locked it and then sat down. Harry eyed him distrustfully as he patted his lap, indicating Harry was to sit on his lap. Draco beamed as Harry sat down.
“Now, I think I press this button here and he should be walking out soon.” Draco sat back and pulled Harry closer to him. He could already feel the stirrings of arousal as Harry wriggled ever so temptingly around and the excitement of watching someone who couldn’t see them flowed through him. He leaned down to smell Harry’s sweet hair when Harry gasped, his hands clutching the sides of the chair. Draco opened his mouth to ask Harry what the matter was when he looked into the booth. His jaw dropped and his eyes bulged as he found himself staring at a tall, red-haired, freckled-face Ronald Weasley. He was sitting in front of a pole, his legs spread and his hands at his side.
*Naked…* Harry’s mouth went dry as he eyed a naked Ron. Not that he had never seen a naked Ron, just that he had never seen such a provocatively naked Ron. This Ron was flushed, his eyes bright with arousal and his lips red as he kept licking them. This Ron sported a semi-erect cock that was slowly making is way to fully erect. This Ron had creamy skin that would have put Harry to shame had it not been sprayed with freckles. This Ron was…delectable.
“Ron?!” Harry squeaked as he continued to eye the red head. But Ron did not move, just continued to sit, his eyes searching the one-way glass.
“He can’t hear us Harry, not until we turn on the speaker.” Draco too had been struck speechless at the sight of the weasel, the very gorgeous looking weasel. Draco hissed as Harry squirmed on top of him, obviously having the same problem he was: they were both hard.
“This will be awesome blackmail,” Draco said as he maneuvered Harry away from his crotch so he could think a bit.
“He told me he had gotten a job for summer hols…but this!” Harry remained flabbergasted as Ron seemed to grow more and more impatient.
“Um…Hello?” Ron called out, his bright blue eyes shining with both fear and confusion. Draco pressed the intercom button, and spoke, deepening his voice slightly.
“We are here.”
“There are more than one of you?!” Ron flushed as he realized he had more than one person watching him and his flagging erection began to rise once more. Draco covered Harry’s mouth with one hand as Harry struggled to speak before talking once more.
“Yes. Now, touch yourself.” Ron’s breath hitched at this and his hand wrapped around his cock. He began to pull himself in long even strokes, his eyes glazing over. Draco felt his own breath hitch as he watched Ron spread his legs unconsciously, one hand going behind him and above to latch onto the pole. He was a good performer; he knew how to display his body even in the throes of passion. Draco turned off the switch and removed his hand from Harry’s mouth, although it seemed Harry was no longer fighting anyway. Harry squirmed as he stared at his best friend pleasuring himself. Draco moved Harry back over onto his erection, groaning at the friction of his jeans and Harry moving against him.
“You like it don’t you?” Draco whispered in Harry’s ear as his hands moved Harry’s hips in a rotating motion so that both of their arousals rubbed against each other. Harry whimpered.
“Draco…we can’t…Ron…” Draco let go of Harry’s hips and smirked as they continued to move while his hands worked on undoing his and Harry’s jeans. Ron gasped as he thumbed the head of his now leaking erection, his toes curling and uncurling as he began to speed up his strokes. Harry was mesmerized by the display. Draco shuddered as he freed his own length from his jeans and pushed Harry’s down to his knees. He summoned a bottle of lube from the drawer wandlessly, and proceeded to prep Harry. Harry moaned as he felt a slick finger push inside of him, stretching him for something bigger.
“Draco…” Harry moaned as he leaned forward a little, his eyes never leaving the lithe body in front of him. Draco pulled his finger out and pushed inside of Harry, moaning at the tight heat. Harry gasped at the sudden intrusion, his hands clenching the arms of the chair. Draco nonchalantly thrust in and out of his small lover, his eyes staring at the visage before him.
“Do you want him Harry? Your best friend? Do you want his sweet cock inside of you the way mine is?” Harry moaned, shaking his head, his green eyes glazed over and his dark locks sticking to his forehead with the sweat. Draco thrust deep inside Harry, filling him. He set a quick pace, following the pace of Ron’s strokes. He grinned as an idea popped into his head.
“Better stay quiet Harry.” Harry turned confused eyes to him before they widened in horror as Draco flipped the speaker back on.
“Just like that. Lovely.” Ron moaned at the sound of his voice, his stroked speeding up.
“No, don’t speed up. You will come when I say so.” Ron nodded. Harry had slapped a hand over his mouth in an effort to keep quiet as Draco continued to pound into him, one hand fisted in Harry’s hair while the other was fisting Harry’s weeping cock. Draco pushed him up and bent him over so that Harry’s palm lay on the panel as he grabbed his hips with both hands and proceeded to fuck Harry senseless. Harry writhed beneath his blonde lover, his sobs escaping from behind his hand. Ron was beginning to lose control, his breathing harsh and his hips jerking.
Draco gritted his teeth as he pumped in and out of Harry, his eyes flicking back and forth between Harry and the red head behind the glass. What he wouldn’t give to have just an hour alone with the two of them… Harry tightened and let out a strangled scream as he came in his hand, his back arching with the intensity of it.
“Come now.” Ron gasped as he came all over his hand and his lower belly, his hips bucking into the grip. Draco moaned and seated himself deeply inside of his lover before releasing inside him, his breath leaving in pants and his hands bruising the pale flesh of Harry’s hips. All three panted as they tried to catch their breath. When Harry had caught his breath he turned around and smacked Draco, his eyes promising a fate worse than death. Draco grinned.
“Thank you. That will be all.” Ron nodded, his eyes tired and a small smile gracing his lips. That had been his best orgasm so far.
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“Draco dear, it’s so wonderful to have you here. Harry has told us so much about you!” Draco smiled politely as he was hugged by Mrs. Weasley. Harry cackled evilly as the entire clan came and hugged Draco and thumped him on the back. Ron was the last as he had just gotten up. He had been working all night. Draco smirked as they all left except for Harry and Ron.
“Ron. How’s the job?” Ron flushed as he cleared his throat.
“Great! I’m really enjoying it!”
“I’ll bet… Tell me Ron, what do you think of when you’re working?” Ron stammered as his mind raced. *They know!?* Harry was giggling as Draco and he walked away from a red-faced Ron. Draco yelled over his shoulder before walking inside.
“Look us up if you ever want to fulfill those fantasies you have!” Ron fainted dead away to the sounds of a laughing Draco and an embarassed Harry.
A/N: How many of you guessed who the mystery character was?! Like it says on my profile…I’ve got a thing for Harry/Ron ^,^ I seriously enjoyed writing this fic! And thanks to everyone who voted for it! It was my favorite out of all three of them and I was hoping it would win! Leave a review telling me what you thought. But, as a side-note: Someone recently flamed a story of mine. If you do not like the way I write, do not read. It’s as simple as that. I don’t need someone telling me they hate the way I have made a character act, or that they don’t like the way my story has gone and it sucks. Don’t read my stories, I don’t need people like that commenting. It’s a waste of perfectly good review space. On a lighter note: Thanks to all who have supported my stories and continue to update! You guys are the reason I love updating!! Much Love!!
~Lilith~