Title: Sweet
Author: Anise
Rating: NC-17
Words: 417
A/N: Gift ficlet written for
chinae.
Remus lay back against the pillows and tried not to come.
The naked youth was draped across his legs, a soft pink tongue peeking out between wet kiss-swollen lips, warm breath on his balls. The vision alone was enough to have him spurting like a teenager, without a single touch to his cock. The boy was entirely decadent, a perfect mixture of wide-eyed innocence and depravity, an angel and a demon combined.
Remus wasn't sure he could last.
“All right, Professor?” Draco asked, cheekily.
Remus groaned at the title and slipped his fingers through the boy’s flaxen hair, cupping the back of his head. Draco smiled slyly and leaned forward to taste him, that wicked tongue flicking out over his aching flesh, causing his stomach to tighten and his temples to throb. Draco took his time teasing him, licking him thoroughly as if he were a child’s sweet, humming as he worked. He tongued the slit again and again, collecting the clear, salty fluid with his tongue, slurping it into his mouth hungrily.
Remus spread his legs more and bit his bottom lip. Damn.
Slowly, Draco began to suck the head of his cock into that scalding wet heat, his cheeks pulling inward with the force of the suction. Remus whined and gently began to rock his hips, pushing more and more of his shaft into that deliciously sinful young mouth. Draco sucked harder, trying to keep up, allowing Remus to fuck his face, and at the same time began thrusting his own hips against Remus’ shin.
The boy’s cock was rock-hard, velvety and warm, and it felt so good sliding against the curly hairs on his leg. Remus pushed against him, trying to help, even as Draco humped his leg helplessly, his glorious mouth wide and hot, still sucking him sloppily, wetly, making him cry out and tremble.
The first pulses of creamy warm seed splashing against his skin had him pushing in roughly, holding the boy’s head down on him, his soft nose buried in Remus’ rough pubic hair, as he pumped his release down that madly fluttering throat.
Remus jerked him off before he was finished, pulling him up to kiss him deeply, collecting as much of his own seed as he could, loving the way it tasted on Draco’s tongue.
Draco settled atop him, not bothering to move to the side. Remus didn’t mind, the boy weighed nothing. The lay breathless and sated, their hearts beating in tandem, until sleep finally claimed them.