Draco/Hand of Glory drabbles!

[emmagrant01]

One more post before I need to get my ass back to work.

Here are the results (so far) from the Draco/Hand of Glory drabble challenge:

skuf spoke her drabble here.
_theduchess's drabble is here.
prestonsbarr practically wrote a ficlet!
charlotteschaos wrote sentence pr0n.
spacetweenears's drabble is here.

painless_j contributed an icon!

Thanks, guys! Anyone else want to play?

More:
kirili has nearly squicked me here.
marksykins has completely blown me away here!

Comments

[kirili.livejournal.com]

Its got crappy phrasing, bad grammar, (comma?) and is generally shite. BUT. It’s a gift and that buys it leeway for crap.


Thing.


Alternative ragged pushes and pulls poking inside him in a manner that would be earnest in the hand didn’t look like it was taken from a street sign. The pointer finger was sticking straight out, shoving inside him in little but hurried movements. The rest of the hand was in what would be a fist.

The slimy finger poked into him unbending, carrying a vague promise of pleasure but really just making him uncomfortable. Draco snorted and reached down the removed the awkward hand thrusting and rubbing detachedly at his insides when the hand uncurled – and tried to shove its whole self up his ass.

[kirili.livejournal.com]

It's, even. And I'm too scared to reread the rest lol.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's like... squicky! :-D

I'm a bit confused about the street sign part, though. What's that about?

[(Anonymous)]

Thingme. In cartoons, mainly, but last night some street sign sounded better.

Those pointer things. Some man's hand pointing.

[msbhaven.livejournal.com]

Emma - Can you point to any good post-HBP Harry/Draco fics?

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

I've been thinking about it, and I have to say I haven't really seen many. I know a few folks are writing WIPs, but I haven't been reading them yet and I actually couldn't even point you in the right direction. A few things have been posted on pornish_pixies, though. You might scroll back through the posts there.

[marksykins.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm in.

415 words of wank, baby! Though, er, not really funny or lighthearted or anything. Ah well. Angsty is good, too.
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It's his first official act of rebellion.

And why not? Draco is angry -- angry at Potter for getting his father into this situation, angry at his mother for thinking of him as a little boy, angry at everyone who's turned on him since his father...left, and if he feels like being honest with himself he'll admit he's furious with his father, too.

Someone might think that being Marked was his first official act of rebellion, but that's stupid. That was inevitable, expected of him, and he wants to serve his Lord. He wants -- no, needs -- revenge so badly it now has a taste on his tongue. It's the coppery tang of blood, the salt of sweat, and it burns all the time. The old man will fall, he'll fall by Draco's hand, and that crumbling wreck of a castle will fall along with him.

He doesn't doubt that. He'll make them see.

But the Hand of Glory...the withered hand, giving light to thieves and plunderers...the hand his father thought was beneath his station, that's his now. His father isn't here, after all.

Draco narrows his eyes at it, as if it's offended him, though he's really only figuring out logistics. Spread-eagle on his bed, he grabs the rough wrist and the candle flares to life, and he can see everything as he pushes his cock into the tight fist, nudging the candle up and up until it's teetering precariously at the top of the opening, still in contact, still lit.

Again and again he thrusts, and it's too dry and too disgusting and too perfect, as he pictures the next act of rebellion, and the next, and the next. Draco is running away from his responsibility, Draco lets Snape murder Dumbledore in his place, Draco is killing the Dark Lord and ascending his throne, Draco is leaving his mother tomorrow without a backward glance, Draco is thrusting into Potter's unworthy mouth while his father looks on.

Draco groans at that, so loudly that a house-elf rushes into the room, but the light is only the holder's -- is only Draco's -- and as he throbs and comes, picturing himself splattering all over Potter's face, the candle pushes up and out and extinguishes.

His cock is chafed, he's in darkness, and a squeaky voice trembles and calls, "Master Malfoy?" but Draco is smiling until he realises the darkness surrounding him isn't just literal, and his one bit of rebellion doesn't matter at all.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's fantastic! And so perfectly within HBP canon! *loves*

[marksykins.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. Draco/Hand of Glory, their'love'issocanon. :D