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blossomdreams) wrote2012-05-03 01:57 am
blossomdreams) wrote2012-05-03 01:57 am
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Fic: Popping In
Title: Popping In
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
Pairing: Neville/Lorcan
Warnings: teeth rotting fluff XD, crossdressing, AU, photographer!Neville, Model!Lorcan
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JK Rowling owns everything. No money is being made by me.
Summary: Lorcan forgot something for one of his photo shoots. Neville doesn't mind, until he sees Lorcan's outfit.
Notes: Since I'm on the track for one of my fest fics I decided to write this. It's an AU idea I've had kicking in my head which is photographer!Neville and model!Lorcan. I'll probably write a backstory later on, but this popped in and I had to write it. Enjoy!
Neville lifted the leaf of his plant when his Floo flared to life in the living room. He grinned at the hurried voice that reached his ears.
“Hey Nev, sorry for bursting in like this, but I forgot something for this photo shoot.”
“Sure thing Lorcan, it’s f-fine.” Neville’s words faltered at the outfit on Lorcan.
Lorcan had on a short black skirt with a button up white shirt and black vest over it. His hair curled down around his face as the back touched his neck. A black pendant rested around his neck. Neville couldn’t keep his eyes off Lorcan’s legs that looked endless in the black stockings. His throat went dry at the garters that peaked out the skirt.
“L-Lorcan…” Neville trailed off. He gripped his pruning shears to push back the urge to pounce on him.
“Yes? I’m sorry to pop in like this, but I forgot my ribbon over here. I’ll go get it.” Lorcan grinned as he walked over to their bedroom.
Neville swallowed as he watched the skirt move with each step Lorcan took. He took a breath and counted to ten. On all the days I’m off, this happens.
Lorcan walked back with the ribbon tied in his hair. “There, all done. I better go back before Mr. Malfoy gets upset.”
“Y-Yeah, you should.” Neville breathed.
Lorcan walked over and leaned close to Neville’s ear. “I get to keep the outfit, love. The shoes, too.”
“Merlin.” Neville turned to kiss Lorcan who stopped him with a finger against his lips.
“Not yet, love. We can have some fun when I come home.”
“Tease.”
“Of course,” Lorcan grinned and kissed his cheek. “Bye love,” He purred as he walked away. The sound of the heels on the floor made the blood rush to Neville’s cock. Neville touched his cheek. He moaned at the black lipstick on his fingers. The same color on Lorcan’s lips. The same lips he wanted around his cock.
Neville groaned as he adjusted his cock through his trousers.
He couldn’t wait for Lorcan to come home.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 346
Pairing: Neville/Lorcan
Warnings: teeth rotting fluff XD, crossdressing, AU, photographer!Neville, Model!Lorcan
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JK Rowling owns everything. No money is being made by me.
Summary: Lorcan forgot something for one of his photo shoots. Neville doesn't mind, until he sees Lorcan's outfit.
Notes: Since I'm on the track for one of my fest fics I decided to write this. It's an AU idea I've had kicking in my head which is photographer!Neville and model!Lorcan. I'll probably write a backstory later on, but this popped in and I had to write it. Enjoy!
Neville lifted the leaf of his plant when his Floo flared to life in the living room. He grinned at the hurried voice that reached his ears.
“Hey Nev, sorry for bursting in like this, but I forgot something for this photo shoot.”
“Sure thing Lorcan, it’s f-fine.” Neville’s words faltered at the outfit on Lorcan.
Lorcan had on a short black skirt with a button up white shirt and black vest over it. His hair curled down around his face as the back touched his neck. A black pendant rested around his neck. Neville couldn’t keep his eyes off Lorcan’s legs that looked endless in the black stockings. His throat went dry at the garters that peaked out the skirt.
“L-Lorcan…” Neville trailed off. He gripped his pruning shears to push back the urge to pounce on him.
“Yes? I’m sorry to pop in like this, but I forgot my ribbon over here. I’ll go get it.” Lorcan grinned as he walked over to their bedroom.
Neville swallowed as he watched the skirt move with each step Lorcan took. He took a breath and counted to ten. On all the days I’m off, this happens.
Lorcan walked back with the ribbon tied in his hair. “There, all done. I better go back before Mr. Malfoy gets upset.”
“Y-Yeah, you should.” Neville breathed.
Lorcan walked over and leaned close to Neville’s ear. “I get to keep the outfit, love. The shoes, too.”
“Merlin.” Neville turned to kiss Lorcan who stopped him with a finger against his lips.
“Not yet, love. We can have some fun when I come home.”
“Tease.”
“Of course,” Lorcan grinned and kissed his cheek. “Bye love,” He purred as he walked away. The sound of the heels on the floor made the blood rush to Neville’s cock. Neville touched his cheek. He moaned at the black lipstick on his fingers. The same color on Lorcan’s lips. The same lips he wanted around his cock.
Neville groaned as he adjusted his cock through his trousers.
He couldn’t wait for Lorcan to come home.