Drabble:Fireside Chat (Regulus/Rabastan)
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Title:Fireside Chat
Pairing:Regulus/Rabastan
Prompt:All Hallow’s Eve
Rating:R
Word Count: 265
Summary:Rabastan has a visit from Reg…
Author's Notes:None other than I hate coming up with titles
Link to Prompt Table: WooHoo
Rabastan sat in his favourite chair finishing off his fifth or sixth scotch. He’d lost count and frankly he couldn’t care less. The more he drank, the number he felt.
The fire blazing in the hearth caught his attention. Rabastan found himself mesmerized by its flickering flames. Soon he felt his eyes flutter shut.
”Rabastan.”
“Reg, Is that you?” Rabastan felt a shiver run down his spine at the familiar voice. He kept his eyes shut afraid of what he might see if he opened them, afraid to waken from this dream.
“Of course it’s me.” Regulus whispered in his ear. “I’m bored Rab. I thought you’d have released me by now.”
“Reg… I don’t know how.” The warm breath against his ear went straight to his cock. It had been too long and Regulus still knew how to tease.
“Maybe you like your new bedmate.” Regulus ran his tongue along Rabastan’s neck. “Really Rab… Bella? Is she better than me?”
“No… no-one is. It’s those eyes… She has your eyes.”
“Well do you want me back or do you want to keep her?” Regulus nibbled on Rabastan’s ear. “Mmm, I’ve missed you.”
“You, I want you want.”
“Are you prepared to do anything for me?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Regulus ran his hand down Rabastan’s chest and continued down to his lap. “Tomorrow night.” One last nibble and Regulus was gone.
“Reg…” Rabastan opened his eyes to an empty room. Tomorrow night? What the hell did that mean? He looked down at his lap and saw an ornate silver dagger. Tomorrow night was All Hallow’s Eve…
Pairing:Regulus/Rabastan
Prompt:All Hallow’s Eve
Rating:R
Word Count: 265
Summary:Rabastan has a visit from Reg…
Author's Notes:None other than I hate coming up with titles
Link to Prompt Table: WooHoo
Rabastan sat in his favourite chair finishing off his fifth or sixth scotch. He’d lost count and frankly he couldn’t care less. The more he drank, the number he felt.
The fire blazing in the hearth caught his attention. Rabastan found himself mesmerized by its flickering flames. Soon he felt his eyes flutter shut.
”Rabastan.”
“Reg, Is that you?” Rabastan felt a shiver run down his spine at the familiar voice. He kept his eyes shut afraid of what he might see if he opened them, afraid to waken from this dream.
“Of course it’s me.” Regulus whispered in his ear. “I’m bored Rab. I thought you’d have released me by now.”
“Reg… I don’t know how.” The warm breath against his ear went straight to his cock. It had been too long and Regulus still knew how to tease.
“Maybe you like your new bedmate.” Regulus ran his tongue along Rabastan’s neck. “Really Rab… Bella? Is she better than me?”
“No… no-one is. It’s those eyes… She has your eyes.”
“Well do you want me back or do you want to keep her?” Regulus nibbled on Rabastan’s ear. “Mmm, I’ve missed you.”
“You, I want you want.”
“Are you prepared to do anything for me?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Regulus ran his hand down Rabastan’s chest and continued down to his lap. “Tomorrow night.” One last nibble and Regulus was gone.
“Reg…” Rabastan opened his eyes to an empty room. Tomorrow night? What the hell did that mean? He looked down at his lap and saw an ornate silver dagger. Tomorrow night was All Hallow’s Eve…