[Author's note] Wellll, I am trying to push out chapters a bit faster now that I have discovered that people are actually reading this story. It really helps if you tell me you are reading, although I do thoroughly appreciate all the faves and watches. Thanks to all who are following. Anyways, here is your first real bit of smut. I am hoping that it really gets you all going and that most of you have to change your undies after reading. With that being said, let's begin the journey into the sexual deviant mind that belongs to yours truly.
Also, a really big thanks to JoanneAStorm and Angelic Abomination for posting reviews or comments or whatever. This chapter is dedicated to you two. I hope you enjoy it.
[Disclaimer] These are JKR's toys, not mine. I just like to play with them when she isn't looking.
Oh how easily Blaise had followed the blonde into his private domain. The room was dim lit, a soft green glow casting across silk sheets. It all looked romantic and enticing but Draco wasn't in the mood for romance or making love. Tonight was solely to satisfy his hunger for pleasure. Tonight it was just fucking. Pure uninhibited fucking. The Italian took in the sights around him. He had never actually had the pleasure of being within Draco's secluded chambers. He really only allowed a handful of people behind the solid oak door. Pansy had been let inside multiple times, constantly telling him how beautiful and sexy it was. Crabbe and Goyle had been allowed inside as well just because they were Draco's cronies. Blaise had never been inside and he was awe struck.
Of course it wasn't a surprise that the Blonde boy had his own room that was decorated like a prince's quarters. Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy paid good money for Draco to have his space, insisted on it really. Dumbledore had kept it hushed up, so as to not alarm the other parents into thinking the Malfoy boy was getting special treatment. The other Slytherin's didn't mind, they respected him. He was after all, the Prince of Slytherin.
Once the heavy door had been tightly secured and the enchantments replaced, Draco turned to his current prey, who was looking rather nervous just standing there. Tongue slipped from between his lips to moisten the soft petals. Oh how delicious the boy looked. Eyes held a predatory gaze as he let them roam over every inch of the male before him, drinking him in. "Strip Blaise. Very slowly." It wasn't a request, it was a command. A stern command. The lithe blonde took a seat in a over stuffed deep green arm chair, eyes never wavering from the person in front of him.
Blaise could only nod in agreement. Draco was having none of that. "What was that Blaise? Now now, where are our manners? Pure bloods have manners, don't we?" His voice was condescending as he stared down the caramel skinned boy before him. Stuttering softly, he nodded again. "Yes sir." Seeming satisfied with the answer, Draco signaled for him to begin his descent into nudity.
Describing Blaise Zabini's state of mind as nervous was a serious understatement. The boy was standing before a sex God and he felt that he wouldn't quite measure up. Taking a deep breath, he started to remove his shirt, pulling at the hem and dragging it quickly upward. With the shirt half way up his torso, Draco held up his hand to signal him to stop. "I'm not sure but I am really quite convinced that I told you to strip slowly, am I right?" With a bit of shake to his words, Blaise agreed. "Yes, I'm sorry. I'll go slower, just nervous, alright?" The young wizard shrugged and settled back down into his chair, watching with a critical gaze. Trembling fingertips hooked around the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it upwards, revealing inch by inch a perfectly toned torso. He wasn't overly muscular but a small six pack was etched into smooth brown skin. Finally pulling the shirt over his head, he tossed it to the side, fingers sliding down to his jeans.
As he watched the way Draco was devouring him with his eyes, he felt a little more confident. With a quick flick of his fingers, his jeans became unfastened, a pair of white boxer briefs poking out of the top. Painstakingly slow, he unzipped the jeans, allowing the bulge beneath the briefs to become a bit more evident. Biting his bottom lip seductively, he hooked his thumbs into the waist band of his denim jeans, sliding them languidly from his hips. The rough fabric pooled at his feet and he was left standing before Malfoy in nothing but a pair of extremely snug white boxer breifs. Oh how that smooth, white fabric gripped him in all the right ways, cupping his bulge like a safety net and hugging his ass like a well meaning hand.
Now Blaise just stood there, looking at Draco. With a slight raise of his brow, the boy spoke. "Keep going. I don't remember telling you to stop. I want to see what lay behind those delectable underwear." It was all the push he needed. Zabini slipped his hands on either side of waist inside his underwear, slipping them off of his hips and letting them drop down, landing in a pile with his jeans. The nude boy stepped from the small crumpled pile of his clothing, kicking them to the side haphazardly. The Malfoy heir took this moment to survey what Blaise had been hiding from him all these years. His cock was semi erect and simply glorious. Why hadn't he tried to fuck Blaise before tonight? The boy was clearly hung. He was evidently Italian through and through. "Mmm, that's a pleasant sight. Thought I'd be disappointed. I'm not. Now..." His voice trailed off as he smoothly unzipped his own pants and revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Oh he was such a naughty boy.
Draco stood and let his pants fall to the floor. With a flick of his wand, the pants folded themselves onto his bed. No need to be untidy even if they were about to get down and dirty. "Come here, on your knees, love." Oh how he could turn on the charm and it worked well too. His fellow Slytherin walked up to him and dropped obediently to his knees. "Show me how much you want me Blaise. Suck my cock, bitch." Dominance exuded from the icy male as he ordered the wizard in front of him to get to work. Oh how he loved to be in control, to shape and handle the situation in his own way. No wonder people became power hungry, it felt incredible.
Zabini didn't waste any time in obeying his master for the night. Long fingers wrapped around the base of Draco's thick shaft, holding him to attention. The male hadn't yet grown hard, he was going to change that though. Blaise spit on the head of Malfoy's cock, watching the saliva drip down over the tip. Opening his mouth he slide a few inches into the warm depths of his mouth. His tongue began to explore the length, licking every inch he could reach without choking. It was only a few minutes before the male started to harden in his mouth, growing thicker and longer. Blaise made to pull away but Draco was having none of that. Fingers clutched the back of his head, forcing him more onto the male's stiff cock, causing him to choke around the member, saliva dripping out of his mouth. Eyes watered as he was literally choked with the male's dick.
Oh that mouth was wonderful. Soft, almost unheard pants were spilling from between parted, pale lips. The blonde was enjoying this, it had been too long. Finally showing a bit of mercy, he allowed Blaise to catch his breath. The male was panting heavily but went right back to the task at hand. The tip of the male's tongue dipped into his slit, causing a shiver to slide down his spine and a low groan to unfurl from deep within his throat. Looking down, he watched his cock disappear into the male's throat as he bobbed his head up and down. Draco noticed that Blaise was stroking himself in time with the head bobbing and that just made him more excited. Knowing he was close to the edge, he held onto the Slytherin's head, choking him once more as he let out a loud moan and shot his load deep into Blaise's throat. "Swallow it all." he ordered, pulling his cock from the boy's mouth with a loud, smacking pop.
Settling down in the chair, he looked at the vision before him. Blaise was panting and a slick sheen of sweat had coated his body, he was desperately trying to catch his breath. "Good boy, that was excellent but we aren't finished or at least, I'm not finished." It didn't take Draco long to grow hard again. His lust was not so easily settled. It was almost a problem but he had become so good at keeping it in check.
The pale male, stood up and discarded his shirt, making it fold right next to his pants. Bending down, he wrapped pallid digits around Blaise's neck, lifting him to his feet and bending him over the bed. Placing gentle kisses against his neck, he let his hand slide languidly up and down the dark skinned boy's side, teasing him with gentle touches. A sudden sharp bite to the flawless skin had Blaise crying out. Pressing his lips to the male's ear, he whispered "Spread open your legs." He obeyed, parting his legs for Draco. A small smile settled on Draco's face. Without warning, he pushed three of his fingers into the waiting boy's mouth."Suck on them, make them wet baby." He purred into Zabini's ear as the male began to coat Draco's fingers with saliva. He could only imagine what was going to happen next.
After his digits were sufficiently wet from spit, he slid it between the male's ass crack, teasing his entrance before pushing a slim finger inside. The male beneath him gave a small whimper, unsure if he was ready for this yet. Draco didn't give a fuck if he was ready or not, he slipped another finger inside, followed by the third, loosening the male and preparing him for intrusion. After a few minutes of prodding and stretching and hearing Blaise moan like a bitch in heat, he was ready to fuck the hell out of the waiting boy. Without warning, he pushed his cock roughly into Blaise's open hole, filling him up to the brim. Draco let out a guttural cry as he began to pull himself all the way out and then shove in to the hilt. The warmth and tightness welcomed his cock as he began to literally pound into Blaise.
Blaise had his fingers buried into the silk fabric of Malfoy's bed sheets, clutching desperately at the fabric. His whole body was on fire as Draco showed no mercy in thrusting hard into his ass. His own cock ached for relief, so he began to stroke himself furiously, only wishing that Draco would lend a hand. It would be much better if he came from Draco's hand and not his own. As if hearing the boy's thoughts, Malfoy swatted away Blaise hand and began to help him out. Teeth found their way to Blaise's shoulder, biting down into soft flesh, leaving wounds from battle as he still thrust into the boy's body. Angling his cock he knew he found that sweet spot deep within as the boy beneath him began to tremble and cry out, spraying his hand and his sheets with thick jets of come. It didn't take long for Malfoy to feel his balls tightening as they prepared to release. Pulling out of Blaise's ass, he pushed the boy to his knees and began to stroke himself furiously, sending spurts of white across the waiting boy's face.
Panting heavily, he watched his own semen slide down Zabini's face and down his chin onto the floor. Walking back to his arm chair, he grabbed his wand and said a quick cleaning spell, making evidence of their pleasure disappear. "You may go now." Blaise was dismissed. Draco had used him for all he was worth and was ready to have his room back to himself. His lust was quieted for the moment and he wanted to finally go to bed. Looking at the bewildered boy he frowned. "What the fuck do you not understand about leaving, Blaise? Get the fuck out. NOW." He growled venomously. Blaise took the hint and pulled on his underwear and tucked his other clothing under his arm, leaving the caverness room in silence.
As the after effects of pleasure began to die down, Draco found his thoughts wandering once again, on Harry Potter. Would he moan like a bitch in heat? Would he beg to be released? Would he swallow? All these things weighed heavily on his mind as his eyes began to droop and sleep claimed him for it's own.
[Side Note] Oh man, I haven't wrote a sex scene in so long. Hope it wasn't too disappointing.
