wook77 | Ficlet - Garters (H/D NC-17)

Title: Garters
Author:

wook77
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating:NC-17
Warnings: cross-dressing
Summary: Operation Potter is in place and Draco has just the right tricks.
A/N: inspired by

mayflo's wonderful work of art Un-beta'd and written in about 15 minutes. I couldn't resist this piece of artwork... go view it and let

mayflo know how hot you think it is!

Draco liked the garters. More so than the knickers or even the lacy bra he'd magically filled, Draco liked how the garters held up the thigh-high stockings. All that soft fabric was wasted on females, as far as he was concerned. After all, men were the ones with the oh-so-sensitive skin down there. Women had an innie, what did they need to have silky fabrics brushing against their bits?

With his cock shifting in the silky soft knickers, Draco pulled out the pencil skirt he'd chosen for the evening. Its navy blue color complemented his pale skin as he pulled it up. The stockings were flesh-toned with a small line along the back and made his cock harden. Ignoring his hard-on for a moment, Draco pulled out the camisole top, its straps barely wider than the bra that graced his torso. The finishing touch was the heels that seemed to elongate his calves and tighten his Achilles'' tendon.

Standing in front of his full-length mirror, Draco smiled at his reflection. Potter wouldn't know what hit him. Draco grabbed his wand as he continued to twist and turn. A quick spell and his hair lengthened until it brushed his shoulders in a feminine sweep. Another spell and his make up was perfect.

As the doorbell rang, Draco winked to himself and left the bedroom to answer it. A gobsmacked Harry stood on the other side. Thrilled at the reaction, Draco hid it behind his normal caustic self.

"Just going to stand there, Potter? Are you trying to catch flies in that trap of yours?" Draco watched as Harry shook himself like a wet dog and finally entered his apartment.

When the door shut behind Harry, Draco found himself pinned to the door. Lips pressed as a tongue demanded entrance into his mouth. Moaning, Draco granted the demand. Hands roamed roughly and at will as he felt the hard wood press into his back.

"Jesus fecking Christ, Draco." Harry broke the kiss long enough to curse into Draco's mouth before he pressed back again. Draco moaned again as he thrust forward, driving their groins together. Both were unbearably hard.

"Don't…we…have reservations?" Draco panted in between kisses and nips.

"Sod the reservations. You come to the door in this outfit and expect me to take you out?" Harry punctuated his inquiry with a squeeze to Draco's arse and cock.

The hand grasping his cock slipped under the skirt and shifted the knickers so that Draco's cock sprang free. Without even the time to react, Draco found himself thrust up and spread so that his legs wrapped around Harry's waist.

Impatient fingers pressed into his arse before he felt the head of Harry's cock push past the outer ring. There was no lube and no tenderness in the gesture. Instead, it was fierce and demanding. Draco loved that he'd affected Harry so much that he would lose his inhibitions and patience. Even in the frantic coupling, Harry ensured that Draco enjoyed it by angling his prick so that he rubbed against Draco's prostate. It was hot and fast and furious. When Harry tugged roughly, Draco came with a broken cry.

Harry continued to thrust and it was far too much for Draco. His skin was raw and chafed. The liquid warmth filled him and soothed him as Harry came. This was exactly what Draco had hoped when he'd dressed. The seduction of Potter was complete.

As always, I'd love to hear what you think. Concrit welcomed with open arms.