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moonlite_tryst) wrote2005-06-20 12:48 am
moonlite_tryst) wrote2005-06-20 12:48 am
After The Ballet Is Over Part 2
Title: After The Ballet Is Over Part 2
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
luciology
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: H/D, post Hogwarts PWP
Word Count: 1162
Summary: A train journey like no other with secrets, dares and double dares.
Disclaimer: No ownership, no money.
Betas:roedhunt and saladbats Thanks so much for being there to support me with this.
Prompt: "Well, as warnings go," he said, "that one was very effective."
A/N: Follows on from: La Fashionista and After The Ballet Is Over Part 1
Written forjamie2109 and nocturnali’s AWDT.
Determined not to give in so quickly before he’d had a chance to counter Harry’s challenge, Draco steadied himself by squeezing his legs on either side of Harry’s right thigh and gripping the handrail with renewed vigour.
He took a deep breath and raised his head to look Harry in the eyes, before throwing down the gauntlet. “And I double dare you Harry,” he countered, “to tell me right here, right now, what you fantasize about when you wank off.” The deepening flush across Harry’s cheeks, darkening of his eyes and sudden intake of breath through barely parted lips told Draco that Harry found the idea arousing, but would the gauntlet be taken? Would Harry have the nerve?
The train began to slow down forcing Draco forward, pressing his erect cock into Harry’s waiting palm. Mischief now sparkled in Harry’s eyes and he slowly rubbed the heel of his palm up and down Draco’s hard prick as he murmured, “Oh, I dare, Draco. Right here, right now. Dare you listen?”
Draco’s eyes closed and he gasped, “Yesss,” as his hips rocked forward and backwards, working in opposition with Harry’s palm to continue and intensify that delicious pressure.
“The next station is Covent Garden. The next station is Covent Garden. Please stand clear of the doors. Please stand clear of the doors.”
The metallic drone of the intercom snapped Draco out of his lust-induced reverie as the train finally came to a halt, letting passengers off and on. Keeping their eyes fixed on each other, neither man moved, the stillness of their pose belying their growing state of arousal. The train suddenly jerked forward, and once again the momentum drew them together. Draco grabbed Harry’s right hip with his left hand to steady himself, as his groin sought out Harry’s obliging hand in its quest for more stimulation.
Harry glanced around but no-one was looking their way. To his immediate right he was greeted by the back of the passenger next to him – affording them a modicum of privacy. He smiled to himself, before shifting his position slightly and renewed the much wanted pressure against Draco’s cock. The sights, sounds and smells of the compartment disappeared as Harry focused solely on retelling his fantasy in a way he hoped Draco would never forget.
He took a deep breath and began, “Okay, in my fantasy I’ve started a new job,” Draco raised an eyebrow, “that’s why I’m on a train and…”
“Train?”
“Yes, train. I’m setting the scene, alright. I have to catch it to work every morning. It’s very crowded, but I sense someone’s eyes on me. I look through the crowd and see him for the first time: tall, impeccably dressed, with shoulder-length blond hair and grey eyes. His eyes are fixed on me, boring into me with such intensity. I look away because I can feel myself beginning to blush. When I look back his eyes are still on me. The way he’s staring at me, drinking me in, makes me feel… as though he’s undressing me and I feel… aroused.
This carries on for several days. No words are spoken, just him slowly undressing me, devouring me with his eyes. One morning he moves next to me as we get off the train. He catches my hand, smiles seductively and whispers “Tomorrow”, and then he’s gone. The next morning, I stand in the crush, searching for him, anticipation stirring my cock. Suddenly he’s there, facing me and we’re pressed together in the rush hour crowd and he… he touches me.”
“Touches you? Where, how?”
Harry pulled Draco closer to him so he could whisper in his ear, “That beautiful grey-eyed stranger touches me, teases me, just… like… this… Draco.”
Harry’s hand moved away from Draco’s crotch and gently touched the inside of his right thigh. Draco’s fingers dug into Harry’s hip as he emitted a soft moan. He began to lightly caress Draco’s inner thigh, stroking gently up and down, feeling the muscles at the top quiver; almost, but not quite, grazing his balls. Draco’s breathing hitched and he leant forward, resting his forehead on Harry’s shoulder.
“Oh God, Harry,” he panted, as he tried to resist the urge to pump his hips against Harry’s body.
“I let him do it, let him touch me. I try to move so he will touch more of me, my hard cock, but he shakes his head and whispers “Tomorrow.” The next day I’m already hard before I get on the train but I can’t see him anywhere, disappointment fills me. Then, when we’re almost at the station, he rises out of a seat to stand before me. My whole body is trembling whilst he looks me up and down, and I almost cry out when I feel his hand move from my thigh to slide under my balls.”
Draco bit his bottom lip and whimpered as he tried to hang on to the last vestiges of his self control, when he felt Harry’s fingers cup his balls through his trousers and begin to fondle them.
“He touches them gently, never taking his eyes off me and I rub myself against his wrist - this total stranger, completely unable to stop myself, nor wanting to. Finally he runs his thumb from the base to the tip of my cock, squeezing the tip gently through my trousers, then back down again. He does this several times then uses his hand faster and faster. Just… like… this…” he murmured in Draco’s ear as he echoed the actions of his fantasy. Draco’s knees buckled and he grabbed on to Harry’s shoulders for support.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” he gasped into Harry’s neck, fingers digging into his shoulders, hips driving forward against Harry’s right hand. Harry slid his other arm under Draco’s jacket and round his waist, drawing Draco closer to him. “Harry, I’m…” Draco’s words were drowned out by the train’s horn sounding through the carriage just before he came, silently shuddering against Harry’s body.
The movement of the train was almost comforting as they swayed together in silence. Eventually Harry spoke. “Well, as warnings go,” he said, “that one was very effective.”
“The next station is King’s Cross, St Pancras. The next station is King’s Cross, St. Pancras. Please stand clear of the doors. Please stand clear of the doors.”
They alighted from the train on to the crowded platform. Draco touched Harry’s hand as they walked towards the escalators and leant over to murmur, “When we get home I’ll show you one of my favourite fantasies involving you because I can’t wait until tomorrow.”
Author:
luciologyRating: NC-17
Pairing: H/D, post Hogwarts PWP
Word Count: 1162
Summary: A train journey like no other with secrets, dares and double dares.
Disclaimer: No ownership, no money.
Betas:
roedhunt and saladbats Thanks so much for being there to support me with this.Prompt: "Well, as warnings go," he said, "that one was very effective."
A/N: Follows on from: La Fashionista and After The Ballet Is Over Part 1
Written for
jamie2109 and nocturnali’s AWDT. Determined not to give in so quickly before he’d had a chance to counter Harry’s challenge, Draco steadied himself by squeezing his legs on either side of Harry’s right thigh and gripping the handrail with renewed vigour.
He took a deep breath and raised his head to look Harry in the eyes, before throwing down the gauntlet. “And I double dare you Harry,” he countered, “to tell me right here, right now, what you fantasize about when you wank off.” The deepening flush across Harry’s cheeks, darkening of his eyes and sudden intake of breath through barely parted lips told Draco that Harry found the idea arousing, but would the gauntlet be taken? Would Harry have the nerve?
The train began to slow down forcing Draco forward, pressing his erect cock into Harry’s waiting palm. Mischief now sparkled in Harry’s eyes and he slowly rubbed the heel of his palm up and down Draco’s hard prick as he murmured, “Oh, I dare, Draco. Right here, right now. Dare you listen?”
Draco’s eyes closed and he gasped, “Yesss,” as his hips rocked forward and backwards, working in opposition with Harry’s palm to continue and intensify that delicious pressure.
“The next station is Covent Garden. The next station is Covent Garden. Please stand clear of the doors. Please stand clear of the doors.”
The metallic drone of the intercom snapped Draco out of his lust-induced reverie as the train finally came to a halt, letting passengers off and on. Keeping their eyes fixed on each other, neither man moved, the stillness of their pose belying their growing state of arousal. The train suddenly jerked forward, and once again the momentum drew them together. Draco grabbed Harry’s right hip with his left hand to steady himself, as his groin sought out Harry’s obliging hand in its quest for more stimulation.
Harry glanced around but no-one was looking their way. To his immediate right he was greeted by the back of the passenger next to him – affording them a modicum of privacy. He smiled to himself, before shifting his position slightly and renewed the much wanted pressure against Draco’s cock. The sights, sounds and smells of the compartment disappeared as Harry focused solely on retelling his fantasy in a way he hoped Draco would never forget.
He took a deep breath and began, “Okay, in my fantasy I’ve started a new job,” Draco raised an eyebrow, “that’s why I’m on a train and…”
“Train?”
“Yes, train. I’m setting the scene, alright. I have to catch it to work every morning. It’s very crowded, but I sense someone’s eyes on me. I look through the crowd and see him for the first time: tall, impeccably dressed, with shoulder-length blond hair and grey eyes. His eyes are fixed on me, boring into me with such intensity. I look away because I can feel myself beginning to blush. When I look back his eyes are still on me. The way he’s staring at me, drinking me in, makes me feel… as though he’s undressing me and I feel… aroused.
This carries on for several days. No words are spoken, just him slowly undressing me, devouring me with his eyes. One morning he moves next to me as we get off the train. He catches my hand, smiles seductively and whispers “Tomorrow”, and then he’s gone. The next morning, I stand in the crush, searching for him, anticipation stirring my cock. Suddenly he’s there, facing me and we’re pressed together in the rush hour crowd and he… he touches me.”
“Touches you? Where, how?”
Harry pulled Draco closer to him so he could whisper in his ear, “That beautiful grey-eyed stranger touches me, teases me, just… like… this… Draco.”
Harry’s hand moved away from Draco’s crotch and gently touched the inside of his right thigh. Draco’s fingers dug into Harry’s hip as he emitted a soft moan. He began to lightly caress Draco’s inner thigh, stroking gently up and down, feeling the muscles at the top quiver; almost, but not quite, grazing his balls. Draco’s breathing hitched and he leant forward, resting his forehead on Harry’s shoulder.
“Oh God, Harry,” he panted, as he tried to resist the urge to pump his hips against Harry’s body.
“I let him do it, let him touch me. I try to move so he will touch more of me, my hard cock, but he shakes his head and whispers “Tomorrow.” The next day I’m already hard before I get on the train but I can’t see him anywhere, disappointment fills me. Then, when we’re almost at the station, he rises out of a seat to stand before me. My whole body is trembling whilst he looks me up and down, and I almost cry out when I feel his hand move from my thigh to slide under my balls.”
Draco bit his bottom lip and whimpered as he tried to hang on to the last vestiges of his self control, when he felt Harry’s fingers cup his balls through his trousers and begin to fondle them.
“He touches them gently, never taking his eyes off me and I rub myself against his wrist - this total stranger, completely unable to stop myself, nor wanting to. Finally he runs his thumb from the base to the tip of my cock, squeezing the tip gently through my trousers, then back down again. He does this several times then uses his hand faster and faster. Just… like… this…” he murmured in Draco’s ear as he echoed the actions of his fantasy. Draco’s knees buckled and he grabbed on to Harry’s shoulders for support.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” he gasped into Harry’s neck, fingers digging into his shoulders, hips driving forward against Harry’s right hand. Harry slid his other arm under Draco’s jacket and round his waist, drawing Draco closer to him. “Harry, I’m…” Draco’s words were drowned out by the train’s horn sounding through the carriage just before he came, silently shuddering against Harry’s body.
The movement of the train was almost comforting as they swayed together in silence. Eventually Harry spoke. “Well, as warnings go,” he said, “that one was very effective.”
“The next station is King’s Cross, St Pancras. The next station is King’s Cross, St. Pancras. Please stand clear of the doors. Please stand clear of the doors.”
They alighted from the train on to the crowded platform. Draco touched Harry’s hand as they walked towards the escalators and leant over to murmur, “When we get home I’ll show you one of my favourite fantasies involving you because I can’t wait until tomorrow.”
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I loooove your AWDT's.
Just last week, I finally learned what that means (in your friends icon) hee hee
*is a dork*
*bows to your greatness*
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*bows to your greatness*
I never thought anyone would say that to me. *blushes*
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And such a great use of the prompt... cheeky!
Love it!
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Gah!!!! I am drooling now.
I'm just about to add it to the list. :D
Great job *hugs*
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Second, I'm thrilled you liked it. :)
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...and I thought it was hot outside - I don't know what you were worried about hon that was scorching X
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that was scorching X
I'm blushing now. I was getting a little hot under the collar writing it. :)
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Sex in public.
The Underground will never be the same *grins*
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I'm floored that the person who wrote some of the most beautiful sex scenes I've ever read would think so. You've made my day. *drools at the thought of the scene in Gryffindor Tower at the beginning of chap 7*
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Having smutty thoughts about parts so I'm going to go now. Keep up the good work.
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Wow. What a motivator! Thank you so much for that. I'm glad it fired your imagination. *winks*
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I'm sorry, but you're not allowed to stop writing in this universe. Not only is it HOT, but I can feel the love between them. They are so smitten with each other, you can almost taste it. The train whistle at climax? Perfect.
Harry's rough whispers sent shivers down my spine.
woah!
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Ha ha , I know what you mean. I found them... distracting at times too. I really like this universe myself. I see Harry & Draco as so full of life, of passion and still in the 'honeymoon period' of their relationship. Long may it last. :)
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Oh my!!! That was naughty!! I'm crimson right now. *laughs* *tackles you* I adored it, darling.
And this is so random, but I absolutely love how polite your transportation system is. *laughs* Mind the gap! I love it! *cuddles you brits* I want to talk you all home to fix my own bollixed up country.
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Glad you thought so!
It's been a favourite fantasy of mine over the years with a couple of minor adjustments. Does that make me naughty too? I do hope so.
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damn woman...you are just NOW showing me these?? I want more!!
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You have no idea how long it took me to write that with all the deleting etc. *will disable the delete key* I want to write more, Draco has yet to 'play' with Harry when they get home so watch this space. :)
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Wow.
I can't even finds words.
It was just amazing, hot, fantastic and so many more adjectives!
I loved this a way lot.
Draco touched Harry’s hand as they walked towards the escalators and leant over to murmur, “When we get home I’ll show you one of my favourite fantasies involving you because I can’t wait until tomorrow.”
^Guh, amazing ending!!!!
*hugs you* This was just so awesome.
=]
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Gloriousgentry
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Excuse the shocking self pimping but as you liked After..., try this one:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/luciology/23456.html#cutid1
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*squidgies*
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Sorry for the delay in responding , but I've only just received this comment from Lj.
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Whew!!!
Be sure to have a new fangirl now. Am speechless (and this means something). I’m cursing slightly under my breath because I’m not able to find words appropriate enough to say what I want to. But it does sum up in something like HOT! Intimate touches at public places - YES!
And this was your first attempt at smut fic? Attempt? Well if this was an attempt, I’m curios at anything you wrote after this. Can you rec something? I don’t care about self-pimping… Just rec – but, this is idiotic, I just have to go through your memories, bit by bit.
And – sorry, but I can’t restrain myself now – if I ever, ever read again something about thinking to stop writing or anything of this sort – I will holler at the top of my voice. And this can be very, very loud and rude!!!
Your style is brilliant, your ideas excellent – have to repeat myself but be sure to have a new fan!!!
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And this was your first attempt at smut fic?
It was, but I'd been
You'll find Sometimes and it's sequel Between A Cock And A hard Place in my memories under My H/D fics. I also have 10 other PWP's in the hd_365 section. Happy reading!