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Safe

By: iamtherealmaverick
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Charlie/Draco
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Safe

Name: iamtherealmaverick
Story Title: Safe
Summary: Charlie and Draco must hide their love for one another when they find themselves on opposite sides of the war. What happens in a stolen moment…?
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its rights to it belong to JK Rowling, various publishers, and Warner Bros. Inc. This fan fiction is not-for-profit and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Categories: PWP
Completed/WIP: Completed/One-Shot
Pairings: Charlie Weasley/Draco Malfoy
A/N: Because there needed to be some CWDM on this site and there wasn’t…so I decided to fix that.

Safe

When they came together, their couplings were always hard and fast. Fierce. Desperate. Tonight was no different. The moment Draco walked through the door, Charlie pounced on him, pinning him to the decorative end table.

“You’re back,” Charlie moaned, trying to touch every inch of the blonde. In return, Draco’s arms wound around his lover, clutching him close.

“I managed to slip away for a few hours,” he gasped as the redhead growled and nipped at his neck. He kneaded Charlie’s ass in retribution, relishing in the firmly muscled globes in his hands.

“Missed you,” Charlie moaned, grinding his erection into Draco’s belly. “Need you.”

“Yesss,” Draco hissed, and then they were stumbling, blind and constantly touching, over to the bed. Charlie felt the back of his knees knock against its softness and then Draco was lifting him up by his waist. Craving closer contact, Charlie wrapped his legs possessively around Draco, pulling him nearer.

“It’s been so long. Too long.”

Draco hummed into his mouth in appreciation, and Charlie could feel the vibrations in the blonde’s chest in his very core.

“More,” he whimpered.

Draco took a firmer hold of Charlie’s ass and then he was tilting over the bed, crawling up on it and bringing Charlie along with him. The change of angle added a delicious pressure to Charlie’s cock and he couldn’t help but arc up into Draco.

“More.”

A quick wave of a wand, and clothes were flying every which way. Soon, there was nothing left between the men but the heat of their own flesh and a thin sheen of sweat. Draco’s erection was heavy against the cleft in Charlie’s ass, and he wanted nothing more than to feel his lover’s warmth. He aligned himself between Charlie’s cheeks and then grasped his hips.

“Squeeze,” Draco commanded.

Charlie clenched his buttocks and, between the mix of sensations provided by their wonderful heat and the silken cover of the bedspread, Draco nearly came in that moment. Clenching his eyes, he rode out the wave of pleasure. When he felt as though he had regained some control, he pulled away a bit, putting some distance between their crotches.

Upon opening his eyes, all that Draco could see was blue. Clear, blue, open, lust-filled eyes. Love-filled eyes. And then the world was tilting again as Charlie, still glued to him at the chest, rolled him onto his side.

The feel of skin on skin sent a fresh wave of desire through him. Charlie leaned in for a kiss and suddenly Draco was no longer in control.

Charlie plundered his lover’s mouth, ripping moans of desire from him. Draco reached up with shaking hands to grasp Charlie’s shoulders and let himself be swept away in the wave of the passion, melting into the bed.

Charlie smiled into the kiss as he felt Draco’s submission, and reached down to run his hand across the blonde’s belly. He curved his fingers around his waist then moved his hand forward to follow the path of soft, downy hair that led to Draco’s rigid cock. Draco’s fingers tightened on Charlie’s shoulders, but Charlie kept his fingers away from the sensitive flesh, preferring to play with the soft skin covering his lover’s thighs.

Draco tensed in frustration and brought one hand down to grasp Charlie’s weeping member.

“Don’t tease,” he begged.

Charlie chuckled as he lapped his way down Draco’s neck.

“Tell me what you want,” he said.

“Touch me, Charlie,” Draco responded, moving his hand lightly along Charlie’s cock.

There was the sound of a sharp breath being drawn and then Charlie’s hand was moving past the juncture of Draco’s thigh, to cup his balls. He tugged them lightly and then started rolling them gently, enjoying the weight on his palm. Draco thrust up automatically at the touch, prompting Charlie to brush one finger against the sensitive slip of skin right behind his balls.

“Merlin!” Draco gasped and Charlie stole the sound from his mouth with a kiss.

Draco’s pace on Charlie’s cock sped up slightly, causing Charlie to arc and moan appreciatively into him. Their cocks brushed against each other, sending a jolt of pleasure through both men.

“Closer,” Charlie said.

“More,” Draco agreed.

Charlie brought his other hand down to Draco’s cock, spreading his pre-cum along his length. After several stokes, he aligned it with his own, and then they were thrusting directly against one another, guided between two palms.

Draco’s hand snaked down Charlie’s back to cup his ass as he thrust against him and pulled him even closer. Their pace picked up, and Charlie could feel his climax approaching. He was, however, caught by surprise when Draco’s hand continued its path downward to leave a ghosting trail along his crack. When they had first become lovers, they had discussed and even experimented with penetration before deciding that neither one of them found it quite as satisfying as some other acts of intimacy. What Draco was doing couldn’t be called penetration though – he was teasing the tight ring of muscles that formed Charlie’s anus, and then, just when the redhead tried to push back, he would move his hand forward to play with his balls.

Charlie shuddered with pleasure and let his head fall down onto Draco’s shoulder as he gasped for breath, moving his hand on Draco’s balls a little bit further back to return the favour.

Apparently that was what Draco had been hoping for, as he let out a cry as Charlie’s finger breached his entrance. Charlie could feel Draco clenching down and twisted his finger quickly to catch his sweet spot. Draco bucked against him, and then he was spilling his seed all over both of them, coating them both from belly to cock. At the feeling of the ripples spreading through Draco, Charlie’s cock twitched, and with the added heat of Draco’s cum, he felt himself being tipped over the edge. Biting down on Draco’s shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, he came to the sound of Draco hissing

“Yesss…”

Draco smiled in satisfaction as his fist pumped Charlie until he was completely spent and both men collapsed in a sweaty tangle on the bed.

They laid there for long moments, their bodies cooling down from their fevered desires. It was only when Draco started shivering slightly that Charlie reached out his hand for his wand to cast a cleaning charm to get rid of the stickiness and sweat. He snuggled back into his lover’s arms contently, feeling completely apart from the rest of the world. Draco nibbled gently at his neck and, pulled the covers up over them when he felt Charlie start to doze.

Charlie woke suddenly several hours later as he felt iron bands constrict around his chest.

“Draco?” He murmured. The arms encircling him tensed further before Draco forced himself to loosen his grip.

“My mark is burning.” Draco gritted out between clenched teeth. Charlie buried his head in Draco’s hair, taking a deep breath as though bracing himself.

“Then you have to go.” He said. Draco nodded silently, and then he was letting Charlie fall back onto the bed and dressing in a flurry of movement. As he fastened his heavy winter cloak around his neck, Draco bent down to press a soft, lingering kiss to Charlie’s lips.

“Come back to me,” Charlie pleaded, bringing his hand up to cup Draco’s cheek. “Safe.”

Draco leaned into his lover’s touch briefly with a faint, bittersweet smile on his face before turning around and walking away without a word.

He would not make Charlie a promise that he couldn’t keep.


The End.


A/N: Before I get flames about the whole non-penetration thing just remember, some guys really DON’T enjoy it. (Despite what fan fiction tries to tell us.) If you still feel otherwise, feel free to flame away. Other than that, constructive and positive … hell, any kind of reviews are always appreciated. ~M