autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Well.” And Harry stared into the fire. “Would they have to hear you wanking at night?” Draco snorted.
“No, obviously I’d put up a charm,” he said. “Are you sacrificing yourself?” he added, not winking but it would not have surprised Harry if he had. He had a familiar spark of mischief in his eyes.
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- Part 1 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“This thing connected to your cock or something?” Draco joked. Potter whimpered, turning bright red.
Draco almost dropped the rod.
“It is?”
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- Part 2 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
- Part 1 of your tears
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Harry’s not sure where he gets the courage when he says;
“You two ever think about a threesome?”
Hermione and Ron look surprised, and Harry takes a long, slow sip from his beer. He’s not even drunk.
“Well… With who?”
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- Part 3 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Right,” Draco suddenly mumbled to himself and pushed away from the door, turning around to open it wide. He didn’t close it, which was not an uncommon sight, and Harry walked on silent feet behind him. Draco walked down the corridor and lingered in front of Harry’s door before going into his own room. Harry waited a few seconds before slowly opening his door and going inside. He breathed a sigh of relief as he took off the hood of the cloak, happy that he hadn’t been caught.
Draco’s room was diagonally across the hall from his room and when Harry cracked his door open he could look straight at Draco’s door.
It was also open.
“What?” he mumbled under his breath and shifted to the side to get a better look, which is where his mouth dropped open as he saw Draco undressing with the door wide open. Instinctively Harry pulled on the hood again.
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- Part 4 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Could I ask you for that favour now?” he asked, and Potter sucked in a breath between his teeth.
“Right now?” he asked, and when Draco nodded he audibly swallowed before standing from the sofa. Draco gestured for him to follow and then walked upstairs, Potter walking a few steps behind him. Something heavy was clinging to the bottom of Draco’s ribcage and grew heavier as they walked into his bedroom. Potter stood in the middle of the room, next to the foot end of the bed, and Draco took in his anxious demeanour for a moment before locking the door.
“You said you owe me a big favour,” he said quietly and leant against the door.
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- Part 5 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
- Part 2 of your tears
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“So I’ve to sleep on your tiny sofa? You’re a terrible host,” Harry teased, jabbing his fingers into Draco’s stomach and drawing tickled laughter from his lips. The sound was addictive and Harry got both his hands up under Draco’s shirt to tickle his skin. Draco tried to squirm away from him but couldn’t escape, alcohol-logged limbs clumsy and slow. Instead he slipped on the grass and stumbled, throwing his arm around Harry’s neck just in time to drag them both down to the ground. Harry somewhat caught them but the impact on his knees and elbows still hurt.
“Fucking moron,” Draco cackled, tightening his right arm around Harry and rubbing his left-hand knuckles over his scalp. “Serves you right,” he added when Harry pushed himself up on his hands and groaned in mild pain.
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- Part 6 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“You’re using something, aren’t you. You’re using a—a cream or something,” Harry says and throws his head back against Draco’s shoulder. He’s whining and Draco bites at his neck lightly.
“This is all you,” he says and Harry shudders as the words are breathed against his ear. “You’re like a schoolboy, one touch and you’re almost coming,” he teases and Harry digs his nails into Draco’s skin in retort.
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- Part 7 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“What?” He sat back in bafflement, and Draco grinned at him. He walked over to Harry again and clipped the leash on.
“Did you know that some dogs feel better when they’re in a cage like this?” Draco said and urged him to walk with him. Harry shuffled alongside him, spine tingling, and sat in front of the cage while Draco opened the door and straightened out the mattress and blankets inside. The vertical bars were far enough apart that Harry could probably get his arm through the space between them, except the door which also had horizontal bars crossing them.
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Under his shirt Harry could see slim blood-red rope, criss-crossing his chest, and he realised with a gulp that had disturbed the smooth appearance of his shirt.
“What is that?” he asked breathlessly, and Draco brushed his hair back from his pink face and then rested his hands right under his lowest undone button.
“It’s rope,” he said, and Harry sat back with his hands hanging limply by his sides.
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- Part 9 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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Harry’s lying in bed. It’s late and close to falling asleep when he hears the door knob turning, and his ears prick up; Draco’s coming. He’s about to turn over and sit up when he hears him softly say;
“There you are, love.” He freezes in place. Tonight. It is tonight.
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- Part 10 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Give me the key,” Draco said as soon as the door fell closed, and Harry startled, dropping one of his books.
“Good evening to you too,” he said and crouched down to grab the book, then dumped all his books on their shared desk.
“The key, Harry,” Draco reiterated, sitting up in his bed with his hands conspicuously under the covers still. He was lightly pink in the face, and Harry frowned.
“Why is it urgent?” he asked and Draco’s mouth tightened. That, together with his posture and his general caginess, the strange reaction he’d had about the handcuffs, added up to—
“The key.”
“You’re handcuffed right now?”
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- Part 11 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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What he ended up choosing was a dress shirt in a loose cut with roomy sleeves and long shirt tails that he let hang over his trousers. He was in the middle of doing up the tiny, impractical buttons on it when the door opened behind him and he heard Harry come in with a light yawn and a muffled hello. Then he heard a muted thud, and when he looked over his shoulder he saw Harry on his knees and digging through his school bag.
“Bloody hell,” he muttered, and he realised the words had slipped out when Harry looked up at him, face confused.
“Something wrong?” he asked, and Draco faced forward again, hoping that the heat in his cheeks and ears wasn’t visible in the low light of their room.
“Nope,” he said, finished with the buttons.
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- Part 12 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“She big on tea?” Harry asks, and Draco nods with an affirmative hum.
They converse for a while, catching up about work and funny little things that’ve happened, things they’ve read, did Harry see that new broom? They’re discussing how to find time for a Seeker’s game this coming weekend when Harry feels an enormous heat well up in his stomach. He has to put down his tea cup in fear of dropping it, hands starting to tremble as soon as he lets go of the handle.
“Something wrong?” Draco asks, putting down his own cup to step closer to Harry. “You’re sweating all of a sudden,” he adds, putting the back of his hand against Harry’s forehead.
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- Part 13 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Is this a new sex toy?” Harry asked, walking back to him with the remote in hand. Draco tossed his hair out of his flushed face and bit his lip.
“I meant to tell you over tea,” he said and stood up, brushing off his trousers. He grabbed the remote out of Harry’s hand and did something with it before putting it in his pocket. “Bring these to the table,” he said and pointed to a small tray with shortbread and macarons on it, and Harry stepped past him to carefully pick it up. Draco could be very pernickety with tea and all it entailed.
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- Part 14 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“What?” he asks, and Harry walks closer to touch the smudges on his cheeks.
“You have paint all over,” he says and shows on his fingers, and Draco sighs and gets up to go to his table with paints and tools. Harry stands by his stool and looks at the painting, clearly in the beginning stages. It’s only got a brown wash on the canvas and the beginning of what looks like vast rolling hills.
“I’m a little unsure of this shade,” Draco says, so Harry joins him at the table to look at the paint. He’s glad he’s wearing his least favourite hoodie and jeans, seeing the still wet dabs of paint on the table. “It’s such a beautiful colour but it feels off for grass.”
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- Part 15 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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Another loud noise, something crashing to the floor and scattering, and Harry grabbed the walking stick he’d left next to the door before opening it slowly and slipping out of their bedroom. The flat was plunged in darkness, including the bedroom, so Harry’s eyes could ascertain the shapes in front of him. Nothing in the living room except for a knocked over table, and Harry guessed whoever the intruder was had gone into the kitchen. He crept past along the wall of the living room, but didn’t reach the kitchen before the kitchen door opened and something huge stepped out. He hefted the stick higher, gripped it tighter, ready to swing before he realised—
“Draco?” The wolf, bipedal, turned to look at him, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief and lowered the walking stick when he recognised his silver eyes. “Draco, what are you doing?” he asked and leant the stick against the wall before approaching him with his hands outstretched. “I thought you’d be back in the morning, you’re early.” Draco rumbled and lowered down onto all fours, silver eyes glinting in the moonlight that fell in through the tall living room window.
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- Part 16 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
- Part 2 of love of the beast
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“Stop it,” he hissed at Draco, who innocently raised his eyebrows in concern.“What? I’m not bumping your knee anymore,” he said, and Harry gritted his teeth. He glanced at his friends, who were regarding them with both confusion and suspicion.
“C’mon, let’s talk,” he said and stood up, grabbing Draco’s arm to pull him from the bench. Draco stumbled first but straightened up, following along without protest.
“You realise how this looks, right?” he murmured under his breath, letting Harry pull him out of the library and into the nearest bathroom. There wasn’t anyone else in the bathroom when they stepped in but Harry still pulled him into the stall farthest from the door and locked the door.
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- Part 17 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“Malfoy…” he started, but when Malfoy spun around again he was sneering, face and posture sharp again.
“Pick up after yourself, Potter, you’re not living in a pigsty!” he spit out, and Harry was thrown by his sudden ferocity. He reared back, and then rolled his eyes.
“Yes, sir. Of course, sir,” he said, voice dripping in sarcasm and a glare directed at Malfoy, but then he furrowed his brows in confusion. Malfoy’s face was red, not pink but red, and he was blinking rapidly. He took in a shaky breath, rubbing his hand over his mouth, and then grabbed his bag and stalked out of the room. He left Harry sitting on his bed, confused on what the fuck just happened.
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- Part 18 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025
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“You can’t show anyone that,” rushes out, more pleading than demanding. Harry smirks and slips the photo into his pocket.
“Or what, Malfoy? What will you do to stop me?”
“You can’t show that Potter, you can’t.”
“You don’t want your Father to see this?” Harry raises his eyebrows, faux concern on his face mocking him.
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- Part 19 of autistic_nightfury's Kinktober; 2025