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Title: Open Eyes
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 100 x 6
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Betas: [personal profile] sevfan and [personal profile] emynn
Challenge: Written for [ profile] neville100's prompt #271: What. And, since it's the continuation to last week's set, Blind Date (LJ/IJ/DW), which was for [personal profile] torino10154 for successfully guessing my 2013 holiday fest fics, I'm dedicating this one to her, too. ♥
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Neville doesn't disappoint.


Open Eyes


Longbottom paused and Draco wondered if he’d gone too far. Then, Longbottom laughed. “I guess that’s true.” He cleared his throat. “Does that mean you’re ready to go?”

“If you are.” At Longbottom’s nod, Draco smirked, relaxing. “So, what shall we do now?”

Longbottom raised an eyebrow. “Well you could come and see my seedlings.”

“Your...seedlings?” Draco’s smirk melted into a genuine smile. “You know, if you were anyone else I’d accuse you of an ulterior motive, but as it’s you--”

“Oh, I wouldn’t relax quite yet,” Longbottom murmured as they stood. He winked. “After all, the night’s young.”


Longbottom’s seedling collection was quite extensive. Draco was quite impressed.

“Wine?” Longbottom said after a few minutes.

“What? Oh, yes, thanks.” Leaning over a particularly succulent Venemous Tentacula, Draco hummed. “You know, there’s quite the black market in these.”

“I know.” Longbottom handed him a glass. “Which is why mine are traceable.” He indicated a small mark on a leaf. “Bred that in myself.”

“Clever,” murmured Draco. He did so love clever men.

“Thanks.” Longbottom smiled. “I’ve greenhouses out back, too--”

Setting aside his glass, Draco stepped into Longbottom’s personal space. “Let’s stay here.” And leaning in, he kissed him.


Longbottom kissed like a champion. Draco hadn’t been sure what to expect, but Longbottom didn’t hesitate. Tongue sliding into Draco’s mouth, Longbottom walked him backwards until Draco was braced against a wall.

Draco moaned, his arms sliding up and around Longbottom’s neck. Arching closer, he nipped at Longbottom’s lips, gasping when Longbottom slid his thigh between Draco’s legs. “What do you want?” he whispered.

It took Draco a moment to focus on Longbottom’s words, especially with the way his fingers were caressing the small of Draco’s back. “Anything,” he gasped.

Longbottom raised his head and smiled. “Bed it is, then.”


They stumbled into Longbottom’s bedroom, kissing and groping as they went. Draco pushed Longbottom onto the bed before straddling him, kissing him fiercely. “What do you want?” he murmured, fumbling with the last of Longbottom’s clothes.

Longbottom’s hand settled on Draco’s hips. “Ride me.”

Draco moaned, almost undone by the image that produced in his head. Biting his lip, he reached behind himself, but Longbottom stopped him. “Let me help,” he whispered.

When Longbottom’s slick fingers nudged his hole, it was all Draco could do not to come right then. Bending down, he gasped into Longbottom’s neck and hung on.


Fucking Longbottom face to face was...intense. Draco’s hands were braced against Longbottom’s chest and the expression on Longbottom’s face as he moved up and down on his cock was-- Draco closed his eyes, focussing on the sensations spiralling through him. He hadn’t known exactly what to expect, but this was exceeding all his expectations. “Coming!” he gasped.

“Yes,” Longbottom ground out, his fingers tightening on Draco’s hips as he tried to arch closer.

Draco came, his body shuddering as pleasure thrummed through him. Longbottom followed moments later.

As Draco collapsed, only to be gathered into Longbottom’s arms, he smiled.


“I should go.” Draco tried to shift away from Longbottom.

“What for?” Longbottom’s arms tightened around him.

“Our date’s over.” Draco hummed. “Enjoyable as it was.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” Longbottom murmured. He raised his head, staring into Draco’s eyes. “Although who says it has to be over?”

Draco raised an eyebrow. “It’s after midnight.”

“Are you on a curfew?”

Draco laughed. “No.”

Longbottom grinned. “And didn’t you say you wanted me to be nice to you.”

Draco moaned as Longbottom pressed closer. “True.”

“Then stay.” Longbottom’s expression went serious. “Have breakfast.”

Closing his eyes, Draco smiled and surrendered. “Sounds nice.”


Date: 2014-01-30 07:55 am (UTC)
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