Title: The Boys’ Dormitory
Author: blaze_faula
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Daniel Radcliffe/OFC
Chapter: 1/1
Length: 1680 words
Warnings: strong sexual content
Summary: Things get a little frisky on the set of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
Disclaimer: This story’s characters and events, though based upon real people, is entirely fictional. No money is being made off this story. Taylor is my own property.
Author Note: I would like to thank mistojen for beta-reading this story and her ‘personal’ take on it.


“CUT! Print! Dan, you did a great job. You’re done for the day.”

Thank God! For a moment there I thought they were going to run me straight into the ground. Thoughts of a long bath flooded his mind as Dan headed in the direction of his trailer. These soothing thoughts of relaxing in an aromatherapy bath were interrupted however, by a group of girls sitting just outside the make-up trailer, laughing hysterically. Sidetracked, he smoothed down his robe and sauntered over. Emma and Bonnie were facing him; Jesse, the lead hair-stylist, sat just to the side of his two co-stars; and Taylor, the girl who caused his breath to hitch in his chest, was the focus of their attention. She was waving her arms dramatically and retelling the story of how she fell out of the boat when Tom took her fishing for the first time.

“So…I’ve got the rod in my hands, right, and I’m trying to reel in this massive carp, when suddenly Tom comes up behind me with this huge bass pressed up against my face. I scream, drop the line and back away from him, hit the edge of the boat so hard that I go tumbling over the side. I socked him in the gut as soon as he finished helping me back into the boat.” The girls laughed again, and even Dan had to admit that the image of a frail thing like Taylor punching a 6’2’ Tom in the stomach was extremely humorous.

Wanting to surprise her, he covered his mouth quickly so he wouldn’t laugh, giving himself away. Dan placed his index fingers to his lips so Emma, Bonnie and Jesse could see before covering Taylor’s eyes. “Who’s that,” Taylor whispered. Emma nodded knowingly at Dan and pulled Bonnie and Jesse with her into the make-up trailer.

“Well, whoever you are,” she said to him, “you sure know how to clear a room.” He scoffed at her remark. “Let’s see…is it Rupert?”

Dan only grunted in reply. Oh, Ha ha that’s very funny.

“Tom, I told you I would run away with you next weekend.”

Hey! A louder grunt this time.

“Oops! Must be Dan then.”

He pulled his hands away and said, “What do you mean it ‘must be Dan then’ in that tone. Someone might think I bore you.”

As soon as he sat down beside her, she grabbed his robes and pulled him to her, kissing him passionately. When she released him, she sighed and said, “You could never bore me, Dan. It isn’t possible.”

“Is that right?” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and leaned her back against him so that he could easily whisper in her ear. “I thought about you all day while I was filming.”

“Hmmm. What did you think about,” she asked.

What every other horny teenage boy thinks of when he pictures the girl of his dreams. “We were filming some of the dorm scenes today and I thought of what you would look like, out of this button down shirt and miniskirt, spread out naked on that bed. Thank God I was sitting down for most of the scene.”

She laughed and slapped him lightly across the arm. “You are soo bad! I can’t believe you just said that.”

Dan pulled her closer, nuzzling the juncture of her neck and left shoulder. “And while you were naked I laid down next to you…worshipping your body. I traced my fingers over your things, teased your nipples …” Just telling her about his fantasy was causing all the blood flow to his head to redirect southward. He was about to stop when she laid a hand on his inner thigh.

“Really,” she asked and worried her bottom lip. Her breaths were coming in quick short gasps and her hand was faintly caressing his leg.

She’s as aroused as I am. This might work to my advantage. “You ripped off my clothes and pulled me down on top of you. You told me to take you from behind…”

He looked around, scouting for anyone still lingering on the set. Seeing no one, he turned to Taylor with a Cheshire grin on his face.

“What,” she asked, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

“Come with me,” he whispered huskily into her ear, taking her hand in his.

“Where are we going,” she asked once Dan helped her to her feet.

“The Dormitory Set. All the crew has gone.”

“You’re crazy. Dan…we’ll get caught. We…” she faltered and looked around uncertainly. When Taylor returned her gaze, she was smiling as well. “Well, it’s definitely not boring.”

His costume got a little tighter in the pants as he led her through the maze of set pieces. Once they reached a small, dark alcove, Dan sighed. Perfect. You can barely see the set if you’re just walking by. Like an expert, he dodged ‘Ron’s bed’ and stopped at the foot of ‘Harry’s,’ pulling Taylor back into his arms. While he waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, he let his hands map out her body. Fingers caressing her shoulders and neck, palms kneading her back and round arse. His mouth he allowed the pleasure of kissing and nipping her breasts through the fabric of her white shirt. The feeling of her erect nipples against his lips made him harder than he ever thought possible.

Now that his eyes had properly adjusted, Dan could see Taylor with her head thrown back, breaths coming in pants of ecstasy. He let the Gryffindor school robes fall from his shoulders and pulled his shirt over his head, then proceeded to unbutton hers. Bringing his head down, Dan lavished kisses across every inch of hot skin he revealed.

Following suit, Taylor fumbled with his pants button. He could hear the frustration in her low moans, so he gently pushed her hands away and undid his trousers, pushing them down around his ankles and stepping out of them.

He went to reach for her again, but she stopped him with her hands to his shoulders. At first he was afraid that she would ask him to stop, that the fear of knowing anyone could catch them was too much for her. He was relieved when Taylor kissed the hollow of his throat and let her fingers dance over his chest. He loved the feel of her nails scrapping lightly over his nipples so much that he could no longer contain the moan rising in his throat.

Taylor laughed so softly he barely heard her before she leaned into him and whispered, “I want you so badly. I’m wet just thinking about it.” Dan was about to let another moan slip through his lips until Taylor silenced it with a kiss. “Shh, you’ll get us caught.” Looking into his eyes, she reached behind her to unclasp her bra, letting it slip down her arms.

Eyes growing wide at the sight of her firm breasts, he leaned down to press his face into her cleavage. This right here is heaven as I know it.

“No more teasing, Dan,” Taylor groaned and pulled him down on the bed with her so that they were both lying on their sides facing one another. “I can't wait for you any longer. “I can’t wait for you any longer.” She slipped a hand between them and grasped his rock hard length from inside his boxer shorts, slowly pumping up and down. “Please,” she begged, looking him square in the eye. and that was Daniel’s breaking point.

In an animalistic fashion, he rolled Taylor over onto her front, positioning himself behind her and lifting her arse so she was on her knees, face pressed into the covers. Giving her a playful smack on the bum, Dan pushed her skirt up around her hips and pulled down her soaked knickers so they pooled around her knees. He took a moment to take in the outline of her body, open and quivering with need before him, before pulling his weeping erection through the fly.

Aligning himself with her entrance, Dan stroked her exposed back and kissed her shoulder blades as he entered her. The feeling of her warm velvety flesh surrounding his member was almost enough to make him lose it right then and there, but he stilled inside her, taking deep breaths. When he was confident he was ready to move, Dan reached around Taylor to stroke her clit. He could hear her making soft whimpering noises into the blankets. They were moving together in an exotic rocking motion, attempting to reach a higher plateau. As Taylor’s orgasm approached, Dan slid out of her and switched their position so that she was now lying on her back with her legs together, pointing to the sky. He pushed into her again and angled himself just enough that he hit her sweet spot with each final thrust.

“Oh Dan,” she whispered, letting her legs fall to the sides of his outer things and pulling him down for a kiss. Her vaginal muscles were clenching him tightly and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Dan could feel the tightness in his sack creeping up, ready to explode. Cupping her breasts, he trust into her moist heat three more times before he came inside her, biting her shoulder gently to muffle his moans.

Unable to hold himself up any longer, Dan pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her, pulling her panting body close to his.

“I was right,” said Taylor when her breathing had returned to normal. “Definitely not boring.”

Laughing, he kissed her lips and ran a hand down her sweaty body. “Not at all. You’re amazing do, you know that? Not many girls would have gone for that.”

“Well, what are they gonna do, fire you? You’re Harry Potter ,for god’s sake.”

“Oh shit!” Dan yelled, jumping up from ‘Harry’s bed.’

“What’s the matter?”

He gave her a frustrated look while he struggled into his trousers. “I have to turn the costume back in!”


Fin.

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