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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Vincent_Crabbe/Gregory_Goyle
  Character:
      Gregory_Goyle, Vincent_Crabbe, Draco_Malfoy, Pansy_Parkinson
  Additional Tags:
      Voyeurism, Food_Kink, Fanwork_of_Fanwork
  Stats:
      Published: 2004-05-26 Words: 245
****** Empire ******
by pauraque
Summary
     Draco's boredom is their pleasure.
Notes
     Based on a piece of art by Glockgal titled "Draco's Boredom", which I
     think is sadly no longer available for viewing on the tubes. But,
     well, it went a little something like this:
See the end of the work for more notes
The hard rubber curve of Draco's heel dug into the small of Vincent's back as
he rutted against Gregory's thick strong thighs and fat arse — the slick tight
heat grasping and releasing as he pumped his cock in and out, sweat and lube
and grape juice. Gregory rocked back and forth, grunting like a pig— grinding
himself into the splattered custard tarts below him. Grasping for purchase on
the cold marble floor, Vincent's hand squelched into a tart, crumbling and
slimy-fresh squeezing through his fingers.
Draco cleared his throat faintly (Draco always wanted more) and Vincent lifted
his hand to press a fistful of the tart into Gregory's already-stuffed mouth.
Red lips and tongue sucked greedily at his fingers, hard teeth scraped against
his palm— Vincent thrust in hard and Gregory bit his knuckle, a rough pinch,
groaning.
Draco yawned theatrically (never enough) and Vincent worked his hips harder,
leaned more of his weight onto Gregory, belly to back — Gregory's shoulder was
sticky on Vincent's cheek, and he let out his tongue to taste and lick— sweet
from drying juice and salty from sweat, humping like a dog. The sun from the
bright window spilled across the floor, reflected off Vincent's discarded
shoes— burned hot against his arse, and anybody could be out there looking in.
The door clicked open.
Pansy let out a choking shriek.
Vincent shoved in hard and came, wringing a shuddering, stuffed-mouth groan
from the boy pinned beneath him.
Draco smiled.
End Notes
     The title is from someone's comment (alas, I do not remember who)
     that in the picture Draco's expression reminded them of a Roman
     emperor.
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