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Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Potion of you
Rating: NC-17
Characters - Pairing: Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini - Blaise / Draco
Warnings: Yaoi, slash, magic!
sex Notes: Written for P0rn Fest with the prompt "Harry Potter, Blaise / Draco, black and white." If you do not understand, we speak of Polyjuice Potion. The title makes no sense, I know, but I liked it too. E 'dedicated to Alice, because Blaise was cool because she has been patient and love while watching fangirl Half-Blood Prince with a model of Hades on the coffee table. And thank you also because it taught me to write the name of the link. This crap is all about you puccilove! [It's not just the title, but not the whole story to make sense. We draw a veil pitiful.] Ah, inter alia, Blaise is not crazy. The mirror I got from speaking the Prisoner of Azkaban, where he described the mirror of Harry's room at the Leaky Cauldron, who openly flirted with him.

POTION OF YOU


Blaise would never have done if he had had a dire need. He saw Draco
the end of the school, which would be resumed only there three weeks, do not even know if he and his friend would meet again, given the strange rumors about the causes of the death of Dumbledore and Draco had considered what Pansy told him and the beginning of the school year, or which would not even want to come back.
In short, Draco was missing.
get closer to the soft lips and swallowed the glass looking at the content, the smell and taste decidedly not reassuring.
As soon as he drank a few sips, she dropped the glass on the floor and slid to the floor, pressing their hands firmly on his chest.
She bit her lower lip trying to hold back tears and swallowed repeatedly, until the look is not already fell on their forearms. They were no longer
mahogany but paler and thinner.
Blaise put his hands to head and sank in the thick blond hair that had grown up, and then rush to the mirror and gazing longingly at his reflection.
His face was pale, his lips thin and well designed, clear eyes and the irises blonde hair almost white. Blaise
trembled as he undid the white shirt and slid his hand on his chest dry clear.
now it was Draco, he had to identify himself, was to enter his mind to try his own emotions, desires as Draco would want.
-Blaise ... - muttered by touching the neck.
Yes, he was Draco. It was Draco and his only desire at that time was to be owned by Blaise.
Slid down on his bed, in fact, on a bed of Blaise, and was encircled with both arms.
-Oh, Blaise! - Repeated with more force, imagining that their arms belonged to the black guy. It fell
pants and stood spellbound for a moment to set their privacy, hovering with hesitation and smiled as if bewitched. With a mischievous grin
finally took off his pants and his right hand clenched firmly around almost to the member who was beginning to awaken.
-Blaise, yes -
could not stop repeating that name and hear him speak from his own voice, which was now a mixture of his own and that of his friend, sent him completely ecstatic.
began to masturbate moaning without restraint, while his other hand roamed all over the body, as if to possess every inch of skin.
He arched his back and pushed upward, shooting pleading eyes to a hypothetical Blaise before him.
-Louder, please! -
His voice was a hoarse whisper, that pushed him almost to the limit.
Oh, yes, Blaise. Draco is pleading with you, wants you to meet. He wants you, not that many consider that Gryffindor rimbecillito great only because of its dubious reputation. Draco wants you to do so is yours. Do it, Blaise, do it!
He stopped masturbating, s'inumidì a finger and suddenly penetrated with two fingers, as if Blaise had seriously could surprise him by acting without notice.
-Oh yeah! Still, Blaise, please! - Gasped for another item, pushing against his fingers, imagining seeing the muscular body, dark companion overwhelming.
In haste, as if Blaise had been wanting to satisfy his every desire, began to move two fingers, then adding another.
-Sto ... I am coming! - Strong groaned, curling his fingers inside of her body.
It was, getting his hands dirty providing their own seed and immediately licking eagerly, delighted to feel the taste of its release.
the release of Draco.
As his skin begins to dye the normal color, his lips s'inspessivano, the color of the ice was changed to black eyes, muscles and hair swells would retire Blaise looked in the mirror and a tear came down the rebels on the cheek.
-My dear, I had always thought that you were not completely normal, but I would say now your schizophrenia is discharged .- said the mirror with a voice that resembled that of a frighteningly Lucius Malfoy.