Dreaming of Pearls
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,722
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Dreaming of Pearls
Title: Dreaming of Pearls
Author: Lunablue
Email: deadredsocks@yahoo.com
Homepage: http://www.geocities.com/deadredsocks/user.html
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: light NC17
Categories: Romance
Summary: Harry dreams of pearls, sex and Draco Malfoy.
First in the Crystal and Stones Series.
Disclaimer: All information on Crystal’s and Stones is extracted from Connie Islin book “Little BIG Book of Crystals and Stones” and is copyrighted in her name. I lay no claim to it. Harry Potter and associated characters belong to J.K. Rowling and associated companies thereof. I’m simply kidnapping them for my own perverted uses.
* * * *
Harry dreamed of pearls.
Pearls and sex.
Thousands of perfect, cream colored pearls attached together by strands of silk.
At night in his dreams they are everywhere.
Hanging off his bed posts, scattered across the floor, wrapped lose around his wrists and legs.
Glowing against the tan of his taunt torso as he lay atop his Gryffindor red sheets.
Spilling out of his grasping hands and hanging over the edge of his bed.
In his dreams Harry is flushed and gasping, drunk on pleasure and lethargic from to many cums.
The moons radiance makes the pale white of his lovers hair glow
like strands of star light as his head rests against Harry’s thigh.
Draco is covered in pearls too.
Black pearls that shine like the sun against his flawless, pale skin.
Or perhaps they’re more like horrible black holes eating him alive and
soon he’ll be gone and Harry will be alone with his pearls and the moon again.
Stars begin to dance in front of Harry’s eyes as Draco wraps a strand of cream colored pearls around his cock.
Deft artist fingers wrap around his member, giving Harry the hand job of his life.
The warmth of his head against Harry’s thigh never moves.
“Gods Draco. . .”
He’s aching inside and on fire outside when he wakes up.
It was just a dream.
‘And maybe someday it will be more.’
A hopeful voice whispers in the back of his head,
soon to be lost in the tempest of lust summoned by the wicked deed’s his hands were committing to his skin.
* * * *
Harry takes to carrying a strand of pearls in his pocket.
He always feels calmer when he’s touching them, more peaceful.
They are especially useful during Double Potions,
where he has to spend hours looked in the same gloomy room with his wet dream centerfold.
Watching as long, spidery fingers slice mandrake’s root and crack cockroach shells open to remove the hearts.
Fingers that haunt his dreams.
Sometimes, when the lighting is just right Draco’s skin almost glows like his pearls.
Harry wishes he had the courage to walk up to the Slytherin and wrap a strand of pearls
against that long pale throat. Find out if they look just as beautiful against his skin as they do in his dreams.
They must.
The Daily Prophet is constantly filled with articles about Death Eater
attacks and his scar burns almost nightly now but it doesn’t matter.
And when the visions take him away the pearls in his pocket are just as strong on the astral plane.
All he has to do is lace them through his fingers and a sense of serenity over takes him.
He feels untouched, pure. His soul doesn’t feel coated and weighed down with filth anymore.
When the visions are over Harry simply flows into the dream realm.
A kingdom where the room is covered in pearls and Draco glows like the moon.
Everything is perfect, just the way it should be.
He finds as section in his Divinations book one day on crystals, stones and their properties.
‘Although there are many different kinds of pearls throughout the world,
their energies are the same. The pearl symbolizes purity, and is therefore
considered a stone that purifies the person’s soul.
The peal effects harmony and balance because of the fact that it contains negative ions.
Excessive positive ions in a persons proximity cause[s] him to feel that his emotional
balance has been upset. The pearl balances the emotions.
It is good to use in cases of over-excitement or intense emotions.
It instills peace and helps restore serenity and control when the person is distraught…’
The passage strikes a chord withim.him.
And it’s nice to know he wasn’t going insane,
that the pearls really do have a legitimate calming effect.
He spends the rest of the class period and most of the night after dinner reading the section.
He doesn’t notice the funny looks people give him or Ron standing
in front of him for five minutes, trying to lure him into a game of chess.
And when the fires are practically burnt out and everyone’s else is asleep,
he allows himself to place the book down and go to dream land himself.
To put the pain of the war behind him for the cleansing peace of the pearls and the feel of Draco’s skin.
Author: Lunablue
Email: deadredsocks@yahoo.com
Homepage: http://www.geocities.com/deadredsocks/user.html
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: light NC17
Categories: Romance
Summary: Harry dreams of pearls, sex and Draco Malfoy.
First in the Crystal and Stones Series.
Disclaimer: All information on Crystal’s and Stones is extracted from Connie Islin book “Little BIG Book of Crystals and Stones” and is copyrighted in her name. I lay no claim to it. Harry Potter and associated characters belong to J.K. Rowling and associated companies thereof. I’m simply kidnapping them for my own perverted uses.
* * * *
Harry dreamed of pearls.
Pearls and sex.
Thousands of perfect, cream colored pearls attached together by strands of silk.
At night in his dreams they are everywhere.
Hanging off his bed posts, scattered across the floor, wrapped lose around his wrists and legs.
Glowing against the tan of his taunt torso as he lay atop his Gryffindor red sheets.
Spilling out of his grasping hands and hanging over the edge of his bed.
In his dreams Harry is flushed and gasping, drunk on pleasure and lethargic from to many cums.
The moons radiance makes the pale white of his lovers hair glow
like strands of star light as his head rests against Harry’s thigh.
Draco is covered in pearls too.
Black pearls that shine like the sun against his flawless, pale skin.
Or perhaps they’re more like horrible black holes eating him alive and
soon he’ll be gone and Harry will be alone with his pearls and the moon again.
Stars begin to dance in front of Harry’s eyes as Draco wraps a strand of cream colored pearls around his cock.
Deft artist fingers wrap around his member, giving Harry the hand job of his life.
The warmth of his head against Harry’s thigh never moves.
“Gods Draco. . .”
He’s aching inside and on fire outside when he wakes up.
It was just a dream.
‘And maybe someday it will be more.’
A hopeful voice whispers in the back of his head,
soon to be lost in the tempest of lust summoned by the wicked deed’s his hands were committing to his skin.
* * * *
Harry takes to carrying a strand of pearls in his pocket.
He always feels calmer when he’s touching them, more peaceful.
They are especially useful during Double Potions,
where he has to spend hours looked in the same gloomy room with his wet dream centerfold.
Watching as long, spidery fingers slice mandrake’s root and crack cockroach shells open to remove the hearts.
Fingers that haunt his dreams.
Sometimes, when the lighting is just right Draco’s skin almost glows like his pearls.
Harry wishes he had the courage to walk up to the Slytherin and wrap a strand of pearls
against that long pale throat. Find out if they look just as beautiful against his skin as they do in his dreams.
They must.
The Daily Prophet is constantly filled with articles about Death Eater
attacks and his scar burns almost nightly now but it doesn’t matter.
And when the visions take him away the pearls in his pocket are just as strong on the astral plane.
All he has to do is lace them through his fingers and a sense of serenity over takes him.
He feels untouched, pure. His soul doesn’t feel coated and weighed down with filth anymore.
When the visions are over Harry simply flows into the dream realm.
A kingdom where the room is covered in pearls and Draco glows like the moon.
Everything is perfect, just the way it should be.
He finds as section in his Divinations book one day on crystals, stones and their properties.
‘Although there are many different kinds of pearls throughout the world,
their energies are the same. The pearl symbolizes purity, and is therefore
considered a stone that purifies the person’s soul.
The peal effects harmony and balance because of the fact that it contains negative ions.
Excessive positive ions in a persons proximity cause[s] him to feel that his emotional
balance has been upset. The pearl balances the emotions.
It is good to use in cases of over-excitement or intense emotions.
It instills peace and helps restore serenity and control when the person is distraught…’
The passage strikes a chord withim.him.
And it’s nice to know he wasn’t going insane,
that the pearls really do have a legitimate calming effect.
He spends the rest of the class period and most of the night after dinner reading the section.
He doesn’t notice the funny looks people give him or Ron standing
in front of him for five minutes, trying to lure him into a game of chess.
And when the fires are practically burnt out and everyone’s else is asleep,
he allows himself to place the book down and go to dream land himself.
To put the pain of the war behind him for the cleansing peace of the pearls and the feel of Draco’s skin.