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phdmama · 2 months

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For the trope mash-up post, may I request Fake Dating and Soulmate AU for Drarry please, if it sparks any fun inspiration?

(P.S. you're wonderful and I will love literally anything you come up with, even if it's not for these prompts, I just got super excited when you posted this 💜)

No, YOU'RE wonderful!!

So this is what came to me - and I can actually see the rest of the story but I have to go adult for a bit, but I am going to come back later and write some more of this! (As per usual, this is pretty much SOOC and unbeta'd, etc etc.)

Draco’s known since the Final Battle.

He’s pretty sure Potter has no idea, whether it’s that no one’s remembered to tell him about soulmates, or that his mark hasn’t activated yet, but he treats Draco exactly the way he’s treated him since they'd all arrived at University. He’s unfailingly polite, cool and distanced, and deeply disinterested in one Draco Malfoy.

Which isn’t, you know, how you’re supposed to treat your soulmate.

The thumbprint on Draco’s wrist had flared to life when Potter had grabbed his arm to haul him onto the back of the battered broom that carried them both out of the fire. He’d almost fallen off at the way Potter’s magic had rushed over him, through him. Draco had always heard the stories that connecting with your soulmate could be disorienting, but since it happened to him in the midst of mortal terror, Draco’s not sure his experience was typical.

It’s also very rare that one person connects and the other doesn’t, although it does happen. It takes time for the bond to solidify, to grow into a true soulmate connection, and obviously, that’s not happened here. Basically, Potter is a faint echo in Draco’s mind, enough to distract and ache a little, nothing more than that.

All this to say, it’s weird when Potter comes dashing into their suite common room one Saturday afternoon, looking wild-eyed and somewhat disheveled. It’s a rainy day, raw and windy, the kind of day where Draco does not plan to leave the building if he can help it. Potter is damp and windblown, so he clearly had other ideas. Fucking weirdo.

Potter looks around wildly, and lights up when he spots Draco curled up on the couch under his favorite striped blanket.

“Malfoy,” he says eagerly, and Draco blinks up at him in surprise.

Potter’s never sounded happy to see Draco before.

“Yes?” Draco says cautiously. “Can I help you?”

Potter nods vigorously. “You can, yes, absolutely. I need you to pretend to be my soulmate and go to the gala with me tonight.”

“I beg your pardon?” Draco asks, trying to make sense of the words he’s just heard. “You need me to what?”

Potter hangs his coat on the rack by the door, kicks off his grubby trainers and makes his way around the couch to plop down next to Draco.

“I need you to pretend to be my soulmate and go to the gala with me tonight.”

“That’s what I thought you said,” Draco says. “But also, what the fuck are you talking about?”

Potter sighs, lets his head rest on the back of the couch and runs a hand through his unruly hair.

“You know how the press…” his voice trails off and he flushes.

“Follows you around incessantly and makes your life a living hell?” Draco says dryly. “Yes, Potter, I’m aware.”

“Well, someone thought it was a good idea to advertise that I haven’t found my soulmate, and to suggest that anyone who’s unbonded should come to the gala tonight and you know. Shoot their shot or whatever.”

Draco sits bolt upright, outraged. “What the hell? That’s bullshit. That’s not even how it works!”

Potter just sighs again and slumps down even further, eyes closed. “Yeah, I know that, but it’s turned into this whole thing, and every girl in the greater Oxford area, apparently, is now coming to the gala.”

“Can’t you just… not go?”

Potter shakes his head, looking miserable. “No. The Fund is really important to me. I promised to speak.”

“So your solution is to fake a soulmate bond with a man?” Draco asks and Potter snorts.

“Okay, well, when you put it like that, it does sound stupid. I just thought if I could get them all off my back for a bit… No, you’re right. I’ll just have to get a bodyguard again, I guess.”

He sounds so utterly miserable that Draco can’t help but feel sorry for him, which is why he finds himself saying, “Yeah, I’ll do it.”

Potter opens his eyes to stare at Draco. “What?”

Draco shrugs. “I’m not doing anything tonight, there’ll be wine at the gala, yeah?”

Potter looks excited but then his face falls. “But what about your soulmate? What if they’re out there looking for you?”

Draco looks away and swallows. “That won’t be a problem.”

Potter’s eyes narrow. “Why not?” He sucks in a breath and whispers, “Malfoy, do you know who your soulmate is?”

Draco just nods and there’s a long silence while Potter clearly puts some picture together in his head. He’s never been stupid, Draco concedes. Since for all intents and purposes, Draco is unbonded, Potter must know there’s something wrong with all of it.

Finally Potter says, “If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure,” Draco says and finally turns to look at Potter. “It’ll be fun,” he says carelessly. “What should I wear?”

#my writing #trope mashup #Drarry vignette #fic beginning #I ask that you check in with me before finishing any of my vignettes #THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING

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sigalrm · 1 year

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[WN]elke by Pascal Volk Via Flickr: Weil ich heute keinen Bock auf noch ein sich aktualisierendes Windows habe, kommt es direkt aus der Kamera. SOOC, Baby!

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peculiar-shardscape · 2 years

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Yeah. AU stuff. I miss these fellas

Plus some incorrect quotes doodles lol

#roblox #art #adventure forward #adventure forward 2 #super paper roblox #af2 #spr #iad au #gtl au #iv au #iv af #iv pr #sooc au #its a dream au #gateway to lies au #invertedverse au #spiral out of control au

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thelightningawardsofficial · 5 years

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Judge of Choice: Judge Amy/

Username: Sakuchii (fanfiction.net)

Title: Bet on IT!

Category: Love is in the air

Dub or sub names: Sub

Genre: Romance, Comedy

Hits/Reads/Views: 77

# of chapters/word count: One-shot, 4, 290 words

Summary: In order to escape the rumor that he’s in love with his brother’s girlfriend, Atsuya makes a bet that he will make Konoe Ohiyoko fall for him. Is the schools famous delinquent able to make the strict and always-so-serious student council president fall for him… or will the girl capture his heart first? Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7283022/8/SOOC-Bet-On-IT

Other platforms where its posted: None as of now.

How can we reach you: FF.net PM or Wattpad

Name of OC and role: N/A

Characters with intentional AU personalities: None

Critique specifics: Plot critique, writing style and language use.

How long you’ve been in the fandom: Since 2010

How long you’ve been writing: Generally since 2010, publishing Inazuma fanfics since 2011.

How did you find out about the awards: Through Inazuma Eleven Fanfiction Community

Have you promoted the awards: I have told a couple of friends about it

Why did you decide to join the contest, or what do you expect from us?: I wanted to get this chapter judged, since it’s one of the few in the collection which hasn’t received any reviews. So I wanted to hear what people thought about it. Also, my first try in a little bit different approach on a love story.

Additional Notes:

Bet on IT! Is eight chapter of a one-shot collection. The pairings are InaGuy x OC. The story is from Atsuya’s point of view, and there is not enough touch on the OC girl which is why I didn’t apply to “I’m not Mary Sue” category. It’s also the reason why I don’t wish the OC to be critiqued.~

@daedaliaaan Please review the application form and reply as you see fit. You can also accept this entry privately in our server.

#thank you for applying!#we have tagged your judge of choice to have their approval #thelightningawardsseason3 #entry submission #TheLightningAwards #one-shot #Love Is In The Air #entry #submission

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fittergirl · 7 years

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@takemeawaytocamelot, I am not much of a painter, but I am a photographer. Here are a few photos for you of the Springs Preserve, Claire’s job in the Vegas AU. I hope you enjoy. All photos are SOOC (straight out of camera; no edits.)

#outlander outlanderfanficart photography SOOC nikond7000

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cotchaninoxfan · 5 years

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Có nên tẩy hoặc triệt lông chân vĩnh viến không? Chúng có hại không

Khách hàng: Chị Hồng Hà – hai Bà Trưng, Hà Nội

Câu hỏi: Chào bác sĩ chuyên mục trả lời tại Thẩm mỹ viện Nevada. Cơ địa của em mọc khá đa dạng lông chân. Em đã ứng dụng phổ thông cách triệt lông nhưng không thành công. Em đang quan tâm tới cách thức triệt lông chân vĩnh viễn bằng khoa học và có nhu cầu thực hiện. bên cạnh đó, em khá ngần ngừ vì sợ lông mọc phổ biến hơn sau triệt và có hại cho sức khỏe. bác sĩ có thể cho em biết có nên triệt lông chân bằng kỹ thuật không, tẩy lông chân vĩnh viễn có hại gì không? Cảm ơn và mong nhận được tư vấn khách quan. (Hồng Hà, hai Bà Trưng, Hà Nội)

Trả lời: Chào bạn Hồng Hà!

Cảm ơn bạn đã tin tưởng gửi nghi vấn cần được giải đáp về chuyên mục của Thẩm mỹ viện Nevada. những thắc mắc của bạn quanh đó vấn đề có nên triệt lông chân bằng kỹ thuật không, chúng tôi xin được tư vấn như sau:

một. CÓ NÊN tẩy LÔNG CHÂN VĨNH VIỄN KHÔNG?

Có nên triệt lông chân? Khoan hãy bàn tới việc tẩy lông chân vĩnh viễn bằng phương pháp nào thì phải chăng, chúng ta hãy bàn đến việc có nên triệt lông chân bằng kỹ thuật hay không. Trong một vài trường hợp hoặc do thói quen thường xuyên triệt lông vĩnh viễn bằng các phương pháp khi không mà chị em có thể gặp phải hiện trạng lông chân mọc đa dạng.

lúc đã mọc phổ thông lông chân, muốn diện váy ngắn, diện sooc thì chắc chắn phải vận dụng những phương pháp tẩy lông chân. các cách triệt lông chân tình cờ luôn là giải pháp mà chị em hướng đến trước nhất. không những thế, theo nhiều nghiên cứu thì triệt lông chân cách thức này chỉ phần nào cải thiện được tình trạng rậm lông chân trong một khoảng thời gian khăng khăng, không có khả năng cải thiện tình trạng trong thời gian dài. trong khi ấy triệt lông chân bằng kỹ thuật có loại thể bỏ lông tận gốc với bước sóng RF đi sâu đến chân từng sợi lông và dòng bỏ chúng. Sau lúc triệt lông chân vĩnh viễn bằng khoa học sẽ hết lông, sạch mụn, cải thiện viêm nang lông, đẹp da,… trong khi đấy cách tẩy lông chân này chẳng hề gây hại hay ảnh hưởng gì tới vùng da được triệt lông

Có nên tẩy lông chân vĩnh viễn

tẩy lông chân bằng các phương pháp đột nhiên thường sẽ chỉ sạch trong một khoảng thời gian ngắn sau khi thực hiện, kết quả này không thể kéo dài. Bởi vì, các phương pháp tẩy lông chân thường nhật chỉ có thể ảnh hưởng trên bề mặt, chân sợi lông không được xử lý. khi mà ấy, các sợi lông mầm nhú cũng bị kích thích và trỗi dậy phổ quát hơn. Điều này khiến lông những lần sau sẽ mọc lại đa dạng hơn các lần trước.

khi mà đó, tẩy lông chân bằng khoa học lại là biện pháp tuyệt vời để có thể giải quyết tình trạng vi-ô-lông cứng đầu. công nghệ tẩy lông chân bằng laser thường tác động trực tiếp vào tận sâu lớp hạ phân bì, ngăn không cho dinh dưỡng tiếp xúc sợi lông, làm lông yếu và rụng dần 1 bí quyết khi không. tẩy lông chân bằng kỹ thuật cũng là một phương pháp để đáp ứng được cả các sợi lông mầm nhú, giúp cải thiện hiện trạng vi-ô-lông một cách tẩy để.

Lông chân các lần sau khi tẩy có mọc lại thì cũng nhẹ nhõm hơn, mảnh hơn, thưa hơn so với lần trước. Thậm chí, các lần sau bạn ko cần phải tiến hành tẩy lông nữa. bên cạnh đó, triệt lông chân bằng công nghệ cao còn hài hòa khử mùi, hỗ trợ điều trị viêm nang lông, giúp da trắng sáng hơn sau khi thực hiện.

Bấy nhiêu ấy cũng đủ để bạn có thể tin tưởng chọn lựa khoa học tẩy lông để tiến hành triệt lông chân thay vì tẩy lông bằng những cách tự dưng khác.

triệt lông chân vĩnh viễn với kỹ thuật Nano Light

hai. triệt LÔNG CHÂN VĨNH VIỄN BẰNG kỹ thuật NÀO thấp NHẤT HIỆN NAY?

Trong muôn vàn các kỹ thuật tẩy lông chân vĩnh viễn như hiện giờ thì phương pháp tẩy lông chân Nano Light vẫn được Đánh giá cao hơn cả. kỹ thuật triệt lông chân này đã được chứng nhận bởi doanh nghiệp FDA, là bí quyết tẩy lông an toàn, ko ảnh hưởng sức khỏe.

Nano Light được tích hợp nguồn năng lượng RF có bước sóng lên đến 650-1200nm, tác động sâu vào chân sợi lông, ức chế nguồn dinh dưỡng nuôi sống nang lông, khiến cho chúng yếu và rụng thiên nhiên. công nghệ tẩy lông chân này còn có khả năng kích thích tăng sinh collagen, làm làn da sáng khỏe đều màu tự dưng. một điều quan yếu nữa, Nano Light không gây đau, khó chịu trong và sau khi thực hành.

tới đây, bạn đã có thể yên tâm và tìm được câu tư vấn cho nghi vấn có nên tẩy lông chân bằng khoa học ko rồi chứ. Mọi nghi vấn về cách này, hãy gọi điện thoại đến số 1800.2045 hoặc trực tiếp đến với Nevada để được hỗ trợ ngay bây giờ.

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birdofpolices · 6 years

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Augmentation de la CSG : "matraqués", "abandonnés", malaise chez les retraités

Augmentation de la CSG : “matraqués”, “abandonnés”, malaise chez les retraités

Pour une majorité de retraités, 2018 démarre avec un serrage de ceinture. – Alexandros Michailidis / SOOC / illustrationAvec l’augmentation de la CSG entrée en vigueur au 1er janvier, l’année 2018 commence par un calcul à la baisse de six pensions sur dix. Papi et mamie blues en ce début d’année. Avec la mise en œuvre de la hausse de 1,7% de la CSG prélevée sur les pensions, le…

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magic-passion-photography · 7 years

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„Jedem Anfang wohnt ein Zauber inne - In every beginning dwells a magic force Endlich habe ich meinen kleinen Trickstick erhalten, welchen ich bereits im Dezember 2016 bei kickstarter mitfinanziert habe. Eigentlich wollte ich nie einen Pixelstick o.ä. Besitzen, aus Angst, dass es die Kreativität killt....Aber wenn ich mir die Möglichkeiten betrachte und man es angemessen einsetzt, sehe ich es als einen enormen Zuwachs an kreativen Möglichkeiten! Was hältst Du davon? Eine Mehrfachbelichtung ohne photoshop! Keine Nachbearbeitung in LR. Straight out of cam! Objektivtausch und Stativwechsel während der Langzeitbelichtung. Cheers! ----------------------------- I´ve suddenly got my little Trickstick, which I already supported in December 2016 at Kickstarter. I actually never wanted a Trickstick, because I was airfraid that it would kill the creativity.... But if I look at the possibilities and if you use it right I see it as a huge growth of creativity! What´s your opinion? Multi-Expo here. Lens swap & tripod swap during longexposure. Straight out of cam. Cheers! No photoshop – pure & passionate lightpainting #magicpassionphotography #ineverybeginningdwellsamagicforce #creative #night #light #art #photography #lightpainting #lightart #longexpo #crazylongexpo #longexpoelite #yoga #selfie #meditate #alphaaddicted #sonyalpha #alphafansworldwide #alphafansunited #glpu #glpuinternational #lpwalliance #lightpaintersunited #lightpaintingforlife #lightpaintingoftheday #picofthenight #fatalframes #sooc #lensswap #veryinspiredbytimgamble (hier: Maximiliansau, Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany)

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phdmama · 1 year

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Happy Thanksgiving Everyone (who is celebrating)!!

So, this is a result of this post��(and please believe me, however awkward it might be to read smut? imagine writing it in between dashing into the kitchen to check on the prime rib and opening the pinot noir to breathe) and this (so, err, thanks @homoaesthetics, @sitp-recs and @vukovich) - this is pretty much SOOC, not really beta’d and like. I don’t know. I don’t know what this is. But here it is.

Tags are probably things like: blow jobs, hand jobs, public sex, sort of group sex, Ron/Draco, Harry/Draco (establisehd relationship implied), Seamus/Dean, Theo/Neville, everyone/everyone, things got a little out of control, I don’t even know, university AU, ~1900 words, Explicit

Also, and I cannot stress this enough, absolutely NSFW

It happens, as so many things do, because it’s late, it’s the weekend, and they’re all a little drunk. Zabini has just rolled in from a hookup with one of the American exchange students and is complaining about the entire experience.

“And then,” he says with genuine outrage, “he told me I was too big to suck? What the hell? Like, I wasn’t even asking him to deepthroat,” and here he smirks, “because that definitely would have been too much, but like, just the head? That should have been fine!”

“How big are you?” Seamus asks from where he’s sprawled out on the floor in front of the fireplace. He rolls to sitting and grins at Zabini. “Come on, you must be pretty big.”

Zabini shrugs with false modesty. “I mean, I’m not the biggest guy out there, but I…” His voice trails off as every single Gryffindor boy (except Ron) snorts into his drink. His eyes narrow. “What,” he says flatly.

“What what?” Dean says with an innocent smile as Ron starts to flush.

“That was actually creepy, the way you all did that in unison,” Zabini says. “You all know something. What is it?”

There’s another long pause as the Gryffindor boys, as one, stare at the floor.

“You know I’m going to get it out of you lot eventually,” Zabini says conversationally and Harry has to smile because it’s true, Zabini can be very persuasive when he wants to be. “So just tell me.”

There’s another awkward pause and then Ron takes a large swallow from his glass. “It’s me,” he says morosely. He drinks again.

Zabini stares at him in confusion. “It’s you, what?”

“My cock,” Ron clarifies with a sigh. “They’re all acting this way because they’ve seen it.”

“And? What of it?”

“It’s huge,” Seamus bursts out. “Like, the biggest prick you’ve ever seen!”

“No, for real,” Neville says excitedly, “It’s like, I don’t know. Majestic.”

“Huh,” Zabini says, eyeing Ron thoughtfully, then shaking his head. “Nah, I don’t buy it.”

Ron shrugs. “Don’t know what to tell you, mate.”

“So you’re a shower, not a grower.” Zabini shakes his head. “Doesn’t mean you’re huge. Mate.”

Ron is starting to look annoyed. “Why would I lie about this? Why would all of them,” he waves a hand at Harry and the rest, “why would they lie about it?”

“No idea,” Zabini says lightly, “I’m just saying.” Here he gives a wicked grin and Harry is reminded once again of just how fucking charismatic Blaise Zabini actually is. “Seeing is believing.”

Ron stares at him. “Are you mental? I’m not getting my cock out!”

“Why not?” Zabini asks in a tone that indicates he believes this to be a completely reasonable thing to say. “I mean, we’re all friends now. With everything we’ve all been through, what’s a little, you know…” He searches for the words. “Show and tell?”

“Well, I’m not doing it alone,” Ron says grumpily as he finishes his drink. “If I’m getting mine out, so are you.”

“Of course,” Zabini says with a careless wave of his hand. “Go ahead.”

Ron sighs again, sounding extremely put upon, and then kicks off his trainers, and reaches towards the button of his jeans.

“Shirt too,” Zabini says, eyes fixed on Ron’s crotch.

Ron shrugs in a whatever, it’s your funeral kind of way, and pulls his t-shirt off, tossing it to one side.

Now, Harry isn’t, you know, into Ron in that way, but he has to admit, Ron is fucking gorgeous and Harry is not blind. Ron’s grown into his frame, still lanky but leanly muscled now, with corded biceps and just the right smattering of golden red hair across his chest, and a darker treasure trail. Even though Harry’s seen this show, he, just like every other guy in the room, is watching avidly as Ron carefully unzips his jeans and pulls them down so they’re pooling around his knees.

“Oh my…” Zabini breathes, but whatever else he’s going to say is cut off as the door flies open and Malfoy slams into the room.

Malfoy doesn’t notice them all at first, attention firmly glued to the paper in his hand, but when he lifts his gaze, he startles at the sight of them in front of him.

“What the fuck?” he says and then freezes as he catches sight of Ron. “What,” Malfoy says again, more slowly this time, “the fuck?”

His swallow is visible as the paper flutters from his grasp, drifting to the floor, forgotten, as Malfoy stares, wide-eyed, at the tableau in front of him.

“What is going on?”

Nott pipes up. “Blaise said his hookup said he was too big to suck and the Gryffindors got weird and then they said that Weasley had a huge cock and Blaise didn’t believe him and so…” his voice trails off as Malfoy takes a slow step, and then another and another, until he’s standing directly in front of Ron, who is flushed all the way down his chest, but not, Harry thinks, from embarrassment, if the way his cock is starting to thicken up is any indication.

And then Malfoy drops to his knees.

“Holy merciful Merlin,” Malfoy breathes, his tone reverent and worshipful. “Weasley…”

Malfoy can’t seem to look away from Ron, his face so open and awed, and Harry, well. Harry can’t look away from Malfoy.

Suddenly Malfoy’s gaze snaps up to Ron’s face. “Where the hell have you been keeping that?” He sounds almost outraged. “I’ve seen the trousers you wear, and I never saw that.”

“Oh,” Ron says, shifting awkwardly, “well, err, there are.” He doesn't seem to know where to put his hands but his cock doesn’t seem to have gotten the memo that this is all very weird. “There are, you know,” and Ron swallows as he stares down at Malfoy on his knees in front of him, “tailoring charms.”

“Do you mean to tell me,” Malfoy says slowly, “that you’ve been storing your prick in wizard space?”

Ron nods and closes his eyes as Malfoy reaches out one trembling hand to drag his thumb down the length of Ron’s cock, and Harry realizes his own cock is rock hard between his legs. A quick glance around reveals that most of them are in the same difficult situation.

“How big do you get,” Malfoy whispers, “when you’re hard? Even bigger?”

Ron nods and moans as Malfoy wraps his hand around Ron and starts to stroke.

In the back of his mind, Harry thinks that maybe this should feel weird, Malfoy on his knees, stroking Ron off while the rest of them stare, but he’s too turned on to care. When Harry glances over at Blaise, he’s braced himself against the mantle, his own jeans shoved down just far enough to get his hand in his pants, his eyes half closed as he watches what Malfoy’s doing.

“Can I?” Malfoy asks, and Ron just flat-out moans. “Weasley, can I?”

“Yes,” Ron hisses. “Whatever you want. Fuck, Malfoy.”

Harry is transfixed. He can’t seem to look away as Ron’s eyes slam shut as Malfoy leans in, breathing hard, and then he guides the head of Ron’s prick, fully erect now, long and thick and mouthwateringly gorgeous, into his own mouth.

“Oh fuck,” someone mutters, and Harry’s throat goes dry as Malfoy’s cheeks hollow as he sucks, and from the way Ron is shaking, Harry’s pretty sure Malfoy’s doing that thing with his tongue that feels so fucking good.

Harry presses one hand to his own prick which throbs in response and Harry realizes it’s not going to take much to get him there. Malfoy grabs one of Ron’s hands and guides it to the back of his head and then pulls off for a moment and says breathlessly, “You can pull a bit. I like it.”

“He does,” Harry groans without thinking. “Ron, he really likes it.”

“Don’t think we’re not revisiting that,” Ron gasps, his hips starting to shift as Malfoy sucks, the sounds loud in the room.

Harry realizes as he glances around, that he’s not just hearing Ron and Malfoy. Dean is in one of the wingback chairs with his head thrown back and Seamus is on his knees in front of him, head bobbing as he sucks him down. Neville has Theo bent over the back of the couch and is thrusting wildly against his body. Harry is pretty sure they’re not actually fucking, but not… entirely sure. Blaise appears to have just come all over his own hand, release dripping onto the hearth, but it’s the look on Ron’s face that sends Harry over the edge. Ron’s head is thrown back, tendons in his neck standing out in stark relief and mouth open in a silent cry as Malfoy pulls off just in time to aim Ron’s cock at his own face, and Ron begins to come.

Harry cries out, doubling over as he comes as well, in deep, gut-wrenching pulses, soaking his boxes, until finally, he slumps down, cheek pressed to the rug, gasping and trying to catch his breath. It’s not until he rolls onto his back that he realizes, Malfoy’s the only one of them who hasn’t gotten to come yet.

“Malfoy,” Harry groans, and tilts his head back. “Come on, let me, just…” and he opens up as Malfoy scrambles over, still on his knees, before yanking down his joggers and pants to thrust his hard cock into Harry’s waiting mouth.

The familiar smell and taste, the weight of him on Harry’s tongue is as amazing as it always is, but the angle, Malfoy on his knees behind Harry, is no good. Harry taps Malfoy on the thigh, their agreed-upon signal to pull off.

“Flip around,” Harry urges and opens up again as Malfoy shifts so he’s straddling Harry’s chest, then Malfoy grabs his prick and just shoves inside, practice having taught him exactly how much Harry can take.

Now. It’s good, it’s so fucking good. Malfoy grunts as he thrusts, bracing himself on one arm as he fucks Harry’s mouth, his own breath hitching as he gets close, a litany of praise spilling from his lips.

“Fuck, Potter, your fucking mouth, holy fuck,” and as he dissolves into babbling, Harry braces himself. That’s Malfoy’s tell that he’s close. “Fuck, I’m so… Potter, I’m so close.”

Harry, still feeling pretty great from his own orgasm, reaches up and gives Malfoy’s balls a gentle tug before sliding back, pressing his fingers firm and deep as Malfoy yells, actually yells as he throws his head back and comes down Harry’s throat.

“Holy shit,” Harry hears someone say, he can’t quite recognize who and then there’s silence as they all try to catch their breaths.

Finally, Malfoy rolls off of Harry and collapses onto the floor next to him, so close that Harry can feel the heat of his body as Malfoy threads their fingers together. Harry turns his head to meet Malfoy’s gaze, and feels his own lips curve in response to Malfoy’s smile.

“Hey,” he murmurs and Malfoy grins. “Did you get your report done?”

Malfoy nods. “Sure did,” he says and gives Harry an impish smile. “How has your night been?”

#my writing #thanksgiving smut #like so smutty #Drarry smut #to be archived #I don't even know

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