Sense of Taste (Neville/Himself) NC-17
May. 13th, 2010 08:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moit_ficsTitle: Sense of Taste
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moit
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Neville doesn't wank because he likes to.
Pairing: Neville/himself
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, 100-word drabble
Warnings: slash, masturbation, self fellatio (sort of)
Challenge:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mmom
Author's Note: MMOM fic #11. This story is fucked up (even by my standards). Approach with caution.
Casting a silencing charm around his bed, Neville settled back against the plush pillows. Wanking himself was always quick work, because it wasn’t the main goal.
He stared at the puddle on his stomach, mouth watering in anticipation. He dipped his finger in the puddle and pulled it backwards, watching with great interest at the consistency of his phlegm-like release.
He drew the finger into his mouth, moaning softly at the taste. He continued until every drop was gone, a thing he noticed with disappointment. There would be more tomorrow.
After all, he only wanked so he could taste himself.
Author:
moitFandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Neville doesn't wank because he likes to.
Pairing: Neville/himself
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, 100-word drabble
Warnings: slash, masturbation, self fellatio (sort of)
Challenge:
mmomAuthor's Note: MMOM fic #11. This story is fucked up (even by my standards). Approach with caution.
Casting a silencing charm around his bed, Neville settled back against the plush pillows. Wanking himself was always quick work, because it wasn’t the main goal.
He stared at the puddle on his stomach, mouth watering in anticipation. He dipped his finger in the puddle and pulled it backwards, watching with great interest at the consistency of his phlegm-like release.
He drew the finger into his mouth, moaning softly at the taste. He continued until every drop was gone, a thing he noticed with disappointment. There would be more tomorrow.
After all, he only wanked so he could taste himself.
