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capricornbookworm) wrote2017-01-06 06:32 pm
capricornbookworm) wrote2017-01-06 06:32 pm
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Copper Lips, Silver Tongue (Draco/Albus Potter, PG-13)
Title: Copper Lips, Silver Tongue
Pairing: Draco/Albus Potter
Rating: PG-13
Word Count 538
Content/Warnings: Age difference, D/s undertones
Summary: Draco arrives at the Burrow for a party.
Author’s Note: Albus is 17 and Draco is…. Well, he’s for sure not 17. There's nothing actually sexual, but it’s hella implied.
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Copper Lips, Silver Tongue
Albus met a pair of silver eyes across the room and an electric shock sent shivers throughout his body. He looked away quickly, worrying the skin of his lip between his teeth while he stared at a crack on the doorframe he was leaning against.
Draco met the mossy green eyes across the room and it was as if he had suddenly touched a Portkey. He felt that uncomfortable, swooping sensation deep in his stomach. He felt a physical tug in the boy’s direction. The boy’s gaze skittered away as quickly as it had connected with him. He watched young Albus Potter pull his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down and making it flushed with the pressure.
Albus felt his mind racing with thoughts so fast that he could hardly keep up. He felt overwhelmed, confused… aroused. His eyelids fluttered a little as images flashed through his mind. He bit his lip harder to stifle a groan, and felt a taste of copper on the tip of his tongue as he broke the delicate skin.
Draco ignored the red-haired teenager who offered to take his robe, brushing past her, entirely unfazed by the way she scoffed at him and dramatically stomped off into another room. Draco made his way straight to the back door where the boy was leaning. His strides were long and quick. He was in front of the boy in an instant. His eyes immediately latched onto the small drop of blood on the plump red lips. He couldn’t tear his gaze away.
Albus was too consumed in his own thoughts to notice the slender man who had made a beeline straight for him. Albus didn’t notice the man until a pair of shiny, black leather dress shoes stepped into his tunnel vision. His head shot up in a flash and he noticed that Mr Malfoy’s eyes were not looking into his own, but were instead fixated somewhere around his mouth.
Draco reached out, his movement gentle yet purposeful. He swiped his thumb across the flushed lip, collecting the small drop of blood that rested there.
Albus gasped, his lips parting as unwavering fingertips brushed intimately against his pink cheek, thumb swiping away the coppery substance from his lips.
Draco observed mossy green melt into rich emerald, the wide eyes below him becoming filled with lust.
Albus watched with raptured gaze as the taller man turned on his heel, walking out into the garden towards the small broomshed in the distance.
Draco knew his actions were enough; he didn’t need words. He didn’t have to turn around to know that the boy would follow him. As he entered the small shed, he undid the clasp of his outer robe, removing it swiftly and hanging it on a spare hook. Draco turned away from the door, gazing out the small window on the back wall as a silver cloud rolled in across the full, bright moon; the silver obscuring the pure white figure behind it.
Draco heard the creak of the old wooden door being pushed open and saw the shadow of movement behind him. The door shut with a small click.
Draco wet his lips as they quirked up into a smirk.
Good boy.
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This is my first time ever posting a fic, and I'm terrified. How do you guys do this all the time? Are you in a constant state of panic??
Thank you to my lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maccadole for helping me get this ready to post on LJ <3
Pairing: Draco/Albus Potter
Rating: PG-13
Word Count 538
Content/Warnings: Age difference, D/s undertones
Summary: Draco arrives at the Burrow for a party.
Author’s Note: Albus is 17 and Draco is…. Well, he’s for sure not 17. There's nothing actually sexual, but it’s hella implied.
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Albus met a pair of silver eyes across the room and an electric shock sent shivers throughout his body. He looked away quickly, worrying the skin of his lip between his teeth while he stared at a crack on the doorframe he was leaning against.
Draco met the mossy green eyes across the room and it was as if he had suddenly touched a Portkey. He felt that uncomfortable, swooping sensation deep in his stomach. He felt a physical tug in the boy’s direction. The boy’s gaze skittered away as quickly as it had connected with him. He watched young Albus Potter pull his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down and making it flushed with the pressure.
Albus felt his mind racing with thoughts so fast that he could hardly keep up. He felt overwhelmed, confused… aroused. His eyelids fluttered a little as images flashed through his mind. He bit his lip harder to stifle a groan, and felt a taste of copper on the tip of his tongue as he broke the delicate skin.
Draco ignored the red-haired teenager who offered to take his robe, brushing past her, entirely unfazed by the way she scoffed at him and dramatically stomped off into another room. Draco made his way straight to the back door where the boy was leaning. His strides were long and quick. He was in front of the boy in an instant. His eyes immediately latched onto the small drop of blood on the plump red lips. He couldn’t tear his gaze away.
Albus was too consumed in his own thoughts to notice the slender man who had made a beeline straight for him. Albus didn’t notice the man until a pair of shiny, black leather dress shoes stepped into his tunnel vision. His head shot up in a flash and he noticed that Mr Malfoy’s eyes were not looking into his own, but were instead fixated somewhere around his mouth.
Draco reached out, his movement gentle yet purposeful. He swiped his thumb across the flushed lip, collecting the small drop of blood that rested there.
Albus gasped, his lips parting as unwavering fingertips brushed intimately against his pink cheek, thumb swiping away the coppery substance from his lips.
Draco observed mossy green melt into rich emerald, the wide eyes below him becoming filled with lust.
Albus watched with raptured gaze as the taller man turned on his heel, walking out into the garden towards the small broomshed in the distance.
Draco knew his actions were enough; he didn’t need words. He didn’t have to turn around to know that the boy would follow him. As he entered the small shed, he undid the clasp of his outer robe, removing it swiftly and hanging it on a spare hook. Draco turned away from the door, gazing out the small window on the back wall as a silver cloud rolled in across the full, bright moon; the silver obscuring the pure white figure behind it.
Draco heard the creak of the old wooden door being pushed open and saw the shadow of movement behind him. The door shut with a small click.
Draco wet his lips as they quirked up into a smirk.
Good boy.
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This is my first time ever posting a fic, and I'm terrified. How do you guys do this all the time? Are you in a constant state of panic??
Thank you to my lovely
maccadole for helping me get this ready to post on LJ <3
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*blows 22 confetti canons*
*does a jig*
YES, YOU HAVE POSTED FIC!!!! SKFFDGKHDGHKFS!!!!!! *rolls around on floor*
Yessssssssssss, we are all in a state of panic. It took me an embarrassing amount of time to post my first (collab) fic on Draco's birthday, I'll let you know. I was anxietying (totes a word) about it forever, triple checking that the formatting was correct before I held my breath and posted it to the comm.
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And yes, totally about the constant state of panic lmao!
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RIGHT!?!? It's terrifying! LOL It's been ages since I posted any - drabbles for a LDWS thing and a collab with Birds BUT OH MY GOD, how these brave people do it all the time?!!? And you're one of them now! YAS!
I loved this! :D I loved this image you painted of Draco wiping away the blood and how there are absolutely no words and they just know. Ahhh. LOVED!
And then "Good boy." *dies* Awesome!!!
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Goodness what a gorgeous and intriguing fiction too!!
I love Draco and Al and you capture them so well here. I adore the tempting dynamic between them, all the tension and vivid sensory details just bleed through your words like the drops of blood from Albus's lip.
I can't wait to read more of your writing. This was divine!
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Some really lovely lines in here, and I loved the electric connection between them!
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And this was great! Lovely descriptions and LOVE some praise kink thrown in at the end, even if it is in Draco's head. Even more than he didn't say it or loud? :D poor distracted Al, worrying his lips into a state and then not noticing Draco until his boots are right in his eyeline! Yes, I very much approve.
Well done posting and jumping in!!! And HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY!!!!!! <3
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And I’m so very, very (fashionably?) late with commenting, and I’m very sorry, both for you as for myself that I didn’t read this fabulous thing earlier!
There’s NEVER enough Draco/ Al in this world, and boy am I happy you’ve joined the ship!
I love how you immediately plunge us into the attraction they’re feeling, and that rough edge I love so much: Al biting through his lip, Draco quite dominant and so determined, yum :D
And omg him wiping the blood away is so HOT! And how they don’t need words at all, I love how you describe what their interaction does to the both of them, and how the UST was heightened until it was completely inevitable Albus would follow him, without even a word. I love how the silver eyes of the title are being repeated in the silver of the clouds drifting in front of the moon, and the last line, ahhh :D
Great job, lovely!! <33