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Sep. 7th, 2004 11:00 pmi wrote the story khana wanted.
it's a sirius draco, and it's, rather, um...interesting.
i'm not sure how well i did it, i've never done that pairing before, but i hope she likes it.
sam, i'm currently working on your percy aurther, i'll think about it all during class tomorrow, (my first day back.)
“Here’s your portkey. I had better see you tomorrow.” Lucius Malfoy stated.
“Yes Father.” I answered dutifully.
He had been doing these outings since I started Hogwarts. He would portkey me somewhere utterly random, with only my broom and wand, and I had to figure out how to get home within 24 hours. If not, I would get punished.
Sometimes I got lucky enough to know where I was, at least the country. But this time, I had absolutely no idea. And I wasn’t even in a town, muggle or wizard, where I could ask someone. I was in the middle of bloody nowhere. So, I hopped onto my broom, and started flying, looking for the closest person or town.
After about 20 minutes, a spotted a man with a campfire and a stunning Hippogriff. I swooped lower, and asked in English, “Do you speak English?”
“Yes, I do. Would you like to park your arse down, and talk for a moment, or do you have to be off?”
“I have a minute.” normally I wouldn’t, but he was a pretty man. And it was only safe to screw strangers. That was the only way father wouldn’t find out I liked men. Hogwarts certainly wasn’t the right forum.
So, I flew down, and sat next to him. “So, what’s your name?”
“My friends call me Padfoot.”
“Ah. My friends call me sir. I sort of control them. But you can call me Draco, if you want. Why are you out here?” I didn’t honestly care, but the more friendly I was, hopefully the more willing to fuck he’d be. I’m not my father, I wouldn’t rape someone.
“Does it matter? Be honest, wouldn’t you rather cut the crap and just have fun?”
“What’s the definition of fun? I don’t bottom.”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
With that, he dived at me. He tasted of a meat I can’t remember ever eating. Depending on where we were, it could have been venison, or octopus. We scrabbled to get our clothes off, like time was against us, even though I had all the time in the world.
Then, quick as a flash, he pulled my legs over his shoulders, and spit on his hand. I scrambled away. “Didn’t I just tell you that I don’t bottom!”
“Fine then. You tell me if you can do this to yourself, and if you can, then I won’t make you bottom.”
He moved towards me, and I expected him to stick a finger in, and stroke my prostate, which I could do by myself. He actually moved his head close to my balls, and started to lick me all over. It was very erotic, and though he didn’t go anywhere near my cock, I almost came several times, at a particularly good swoop of the tongue.
Then the wet organ entered my arse, and my back pulled involuntarily, and I let loose a stream of swears, and came.
“See, it wasn’t too bad being the bottom, was it?” the man said, smirking.
I couldn’t say anything that wouldn’t lower my pride, so I said nothing. I stood up once I felt my knees could support me, and dressed.
Just before I took flight, he said, “Just so you know, my name is Sirius Black. I know you tried to get Buckbeak killed, but I won’t murder you, because it was fun to fuck you. And you can report me if you want, but they’ll apply Veritaserum to make sure you’re telling the truth. They’ll ask you the conditions under how you met me. And I somehow doubt you want old Lu to find out you’ve been shagging convicts.”
I hissed at him, and mounted my broom. He was right, I certainly couldn’t reveal my secret, but I couldn’t let him get away with it either. I vowed to find him, and make him rue the day he crossed me.
Mwah ha ha! Poor Si has been living on rats, no wonder Draco couldn’t recognise the meat.
hope you enjoyed it Khana. can i call you by your real name?
it's a sirius draco, and it's, rather, um...interesting.
i'm not sure how well i did it, i've never done that pairing before, but i hope she likes it.
sam, i'm currently working on your percy aurther, i'll think about it all during class tomorrow, (my first day back.)
“Here’s your portkey. I had better see you tomorrow.” Lucius Malfoy stated.
“Yes Father.” I answered dutifully.
He had been doing these outings since I started Hogwarts. He would portkey me somewhere utterly random, with only my broom and wand, and I had to figure out how to get home within 24 hours. If not, I would get punished.
Sometimes I got lucky enough to know where I was, at least the country. But this time, I had absolutely no idea. And I wasn’t even in a town, muggle or wizard, where I could ask someone. I was in the middle of bloody nowhere. So, I hopped onto my broom, and started flying, looking for the closest person or town.
After about 20 minutes, a spotted a man with a campfire and a stunning Hippogriff. I swooped lower, and asked in English, “Do you speak English?”
“Yes, I do. Would you like to park your arse down, and talk for a moment, or do you have to be off?”
“I have a minute.” normally I wouldn’t, but he was a pretty man. And it was only safe to screw strangers. That was the only way father wouldn’t find out I liked men. Hogwarts certainly wasn’t the right forum.
So, I flew down, and sat next to him. “So, what’s your name?”
“My friends call me Padfoot.”
“Ah. My friends call me sir. I sort of control them. But you can call me Draco, if you want. Why are you out here?” I didn’t honestly care, but the more friendly I was, hopefully the more willing to fuck he’d be. I’m not my father, I wouldn’t rape someone.
“Does it matter? Be honest, wouldn’t you rather cut the crap and just have fun?”
“What’s the definition of fun? I don’t bottom.”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
With that, he dived at me. He tasted of a meat I can’t remember ever eating. Depending on where we were, it could have been venison, or octopus. We scrabbled to get our clothes off, like time was against us, even though I had all the time in the world.
Then, quick as a flash, he pulled my legs over his shoulders, and spit on his hand. I scrambled away. “Didn’t I just tell you that I don’t bottom!”
“Fine then. You tell me if you can do this to yourself, and if you can, then I won’t make you bottom.”
He moved towards me, and I expected him to stick a finger in, and stroke my prostate, which I could do by myself. He actually moved his head close to my balls, and started to lick me all over. It was very erotic, and though he didn’t go anywhere near my cock, I almost came several times, at a particularly good swoop of the tongue.
Then the wet organ entered my arse, and my back pulled involuntarily, and I let loose a stream of swears, and came.
“See, it wasn’t too bad being the bottom, was it?” the man said, smirking.
I couldn’t say anything that wouldn’t lower my pride, so I said nothing. I stood up once I felt my knees could support me, and dressed.
Just before I took flight, he said, “Just so you know, my name is Sirius Black. I know you tried to get Buckbeak killed, but I won’t murder you, because it was fun to fuck you. And you can report me if you want, but they’ll apply Veritaserum to make sure you’re telling the truth. They’ll ask you the conditions under how you met me. And I somehow doubt you want old Lu to find out you’ve been shagging convicts.”
I hissed at him, and mounted my broom. He was right, I certainly couldn’t reveal my secret, but I couldn’t let him get away with it either. I vowed to find him, and make him rue the day he crossed me.
Mwah ha ha! Poor Si has been living on rats, no wonder Draco couldn’t recognise the meat.
hope you enjoyed it Khana. can i call you by your real name?
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Date: 2004-09-11 10:40 pm (UTC)That rocks!!!
*is inlove with smart-ass sirius*
-sam
http://samscorel.net
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Date: 2004-09-13 09:48 am (UTC)anyway, yay! it was pretty cool, and i like imagining draco landing some random place and not knowing where he is all the time... yay, cool trainung, lu. XD
the 'i dond't bottom' was funny, and how siri would make him do it anyway.
but... pooor siri didn't have sex for month, i'd say, and i don't believe that would be enogh for him in that state...
he was living on rats? ewwwwww...
all in all is was good, and i liked it very much. a liite too short, maybe, but hey, who cares. ^^
and, yeah, if you want to, you can call me Jo, (Johanna), but I like Khana quite fine and would prefer that one, cause everyone calls me that online. but of cause it's your choice. ^^
well, bye and thanks for writing. yay!!!
Khana
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Date: 2004-09-13 09:48 am (UTC)