The Seduction
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
2,601
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Afterglow
Lucky is the only one of these characters that is ours. J.K. Rowling would not do this to these sweet people.
Warning: this chapter contains mild slash. Don’t like? Don’t read!
Chapter 12 – Afterglow
Later, much later, Ron demanded his explanation. “I thought you said you would kill any man who slept with lucky.”
“Ron, you weren’t listening. I said I would kill any man who seduced Lucky. You didn’t seduce her. She and I seduced you.”
“Wait, what is this ‘she and I’ thing.”
“Well, you honestly didn’t think that she was going to go out and seduce you on her own?”
“Why didn’t you just ask me.”
“Would you have agreed?”
“NO! But I still would have wanted to be asked!!”
“Ron, will you fuck my wife?”
“Well, now, I say yes, but I STILL SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASKED!!”
Harry sighed and rolled over. “Listen, it doesn’t matter now.”
“So, we’re okay?”
“We’re okay.”
“So this means that you planed the whole thing?”
“Mate, the whole coming on to you, the panties-yes, I know you have them-, everything, was planned. Even the whole ovulating bit. It was all a sham to get you in bed with us.”
“You mean she wasn’t....?”
“No.”
“Oh, good. That had me worried. I mean that was why I hadn’t ever slept with Hermione.” Relief had made him sloppy, he realized, and he slammed his mouth shut.
“You never slept with Hermione?”
“No. Because I was afraid of getting her pregnant. I am a Weasley, after all. If it’s fertile, we can make it take root.”
“And yet you slept with my wife.” Ron realized there wasn’t anger in Harry’s voice, just honest curiosity.
“Sorry, Mate.”
“Don’t be.” Silence fell between them.
“Harry, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, Ron.”
“What about you sleeping with Snape?”
“WHAT??”
“You and Snape. When we were at the Pub, you said that Snape was being a bitch, and that he wouldn’t let you leave.”
“You weren’t listening again. I was trying to make up a lie about my being with Snape to plan Lucky’s birthday, and that Snape wouldn’t let me leave until it was resolved.”
“So, you aren’t sleeping with Snape.”
“Ron, if I was sleeping with a man, it wouldn’t be Snape!!” Harry rolled out of the bed. “Oh, icky icky icky icky.....Just for that....”
He grabbed his wand and cursed Ron. “Jelly legs for you.”
Lucky came out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in hand, toothpaste in mouth. “Harry James Potter. Play nice with him. You broke the last toy.”
Harry sighed, and Ron watched, amazed as he deflated, looking like a chastised little boy. “Yes dear.”
“Don’t take that tone of voice with me, mister. I will take you over my knee and give you a thrashing.”
Harry seemed to brighten. “Really?”
Lucky groaned and turned, returning to the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste. She returned and glared at her Husband. “You need help, Harry. Yealleally need help.”
“No more then you.”
She threw up her hands in the air, and stalked into the dressing room. Harry sighed and crawled back into the bed, next to Ron, absently ending the curse. Smiling at him, he asked, “Isn’t she the greatest? Sometimes I still have a hard time imagining she married me.”
“You and me both, mate.” Ron muttered. “You are crazy.”
Harry looked confused. “What are you talking about?”
“How many men set out to seduce their best friends into their bed, so that they can play kinky games with them and their wives?”
“That’s not what you were saying when I was sucking on your cock.”
Ron blushed. He remembered what Harry was referring to. Harry had been on his back, his wife bouncing merrily on him, when he reached out and brought Ron’s erection to his mouth.
“Speaking of...just how many men have you two done this with?”
“Just you Ron. Why”
“But you are so good at...well you seemed to know what to do and...well” Ron broke off .
Harry sighed remembering the same thing. Reaching to the side he pulled out one of Lucky’s favorite toys the same one she had used the day before to torment Ron with as she pleased herself. “Lucky has trained me quite well for my fantasy.”
“Your fantasy? You mean she didn’t tell you?”
“Tell me what Ron?”
Ron blushed more “She made me tell her my fantasies and that was one of them. Or at least part of it.”
The simple thought of the rest brought Ron to full attention again.
“Hello, what is this? Are you interested more? Hmm good thing neither of us has to work today.” Harry pushed the sheet away from Ron and reached out to encircle his erection with his hand.
Lucky walked back in the room. “Oh, good. The two of you are getting along. I have to keep my schedule, but if you are going to play, set up the camcorder, so I can enjoy it later.”
Harry looked at Ron, and raised his eyebrow. Ron tried to remember what Lucky had said. Harry liked to fulfill fantasies.
The door silently shut, just as Harry bent to take Ron in his mouth, and reached into the nightstand for a tube of something that made Ron feel hot and heavy. Harealreally was going to kill him after all...With pleasure.
Warning: this chapter contains mild slash. Don’t like? Don’t read!
Chapter 12 – Afterglow
Later, much later, Ron demanded his explanation. “I thought you said you would kill any man who slept with lucky.”
“Ron, you weren’t listening. I said I would kill any man who seduced Lucky. You didn’t seduce her. She and I seduced you.”
“Wait, what is this ‘she and I’ thing.”
“Well, you honestly didn’t think that she was going to go out and seduce you on her own?”
“Why didn’t you just ask me.”
“Would you have agreed?”
“NO! But I still would have wanted to be asked!!”
“Ron, will you fuck my wife?”
“Well, now, I say yes, but I STILL SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASKED!!”
Harry sighed and rolled over. “Listen, it doesn’t matter now.”
“So, we’re okay?”
“We’re okay.”
“So this means that you planed the whole thing?”
“Mate, the whole coming on to you, the panties-yes, I know you have them-, everything, was planned. Even the whole ovulating bit. It was all a sham to get you in bed with us.”
“You mean she wasn’t....?”
“No.”
“Oh, good. That had me worried. I mean that was why I hadn’t ever slept with Hermione.” Relief had made him sloppy, he realized, and he slammed his mouth shut.
“You never slept with Hermione?”
“No. Because I was afraid of getting her pregnant. I am a Weasley, after all. If it’s fertile, we can make it take root.”
“And yet you slept with my wife.” Ron realized there wasn’t anger in Harry’s voice, just honest curiosity.
“Sorry, Mate.”
“Don’t be.” Silence fell between them.
“Harry, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, Ron.”
“What about you sleeping with Snape?”
“WHAT??”
“You and Snape. When we were at the Pub, you said that Snape was being a bitch, and that he wouldn’t let you leave.”
“You weren’t listening again. I was trying to make up a lie about my being with Snape to plan Lucky’s birthday, and that Snape wouldn’t let me leave until it was resolved.”
“So, you aren’t sleeping with Snape.”
“Ron, if I was sleeping with a man, it wouldn’t be Snape!!” Harry rolled out of the bed. “Oh, icky icky icky icky.....Just for that....”
He grabbed his wand and cursed Ron. “Jelly legs for you.”
Lucky came out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in hand, toothpaste in mouth. “Harry James Potter. Play nice with him. You broke the last toy.”
Harry sighed, and Ron watched, amazed as he deflated, looking like a chastised little boy. “Yes dear.”
“Don’t take that tone of voice with me, mister. I will take you over my knee and give you a thrashing.”
Harry seemed to brighten. “Really?”
Lucky groaned and turned, returning to the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste. She returned and glared at her Husband. “You need help, Harry. Yealleally need help.”
“No more then you.”
She threw up her hands in the air, and stalked into the dressing room. Harry sighed and crawled back into the bed, next to Ron, absently ending the curse. Smiling at him, he asked, “Isn’t she the greatest? Sometimes I still have a hard time imagining she married me.”
“You and me both, mate.” Ron muttered. “You are crazy.”
Harry looked confused. “What are you talking about?”
“How many men set out to seduce their best friends into their bed, so that they can play kinky games with them and their wives?”
“That’s not what you were saying when I was sucking on your cock.”
Ron blushed. He remembered what Harry was referring to. Harry had been on his back, his wife bouncing merrily on him, when he reached out and brought Ron’s erection to his mouth.
“Speaking of...just how many men have you two done this with?”
“Just you Ron. Why”
“But you are so good at...well you seemed to know what to do and...well” Ron broke off .
Harry sighed remembering the same thing. Reaching to the side he pulled out one of Lucky’s favorite toys the same one she had used the day before to torment Ron with as she pleased herself. “Lucky has trained me quite well for my fantasy.”
“Your fantasy? You mean she didn’t tell you?”
“Tell me what Ron?”
Ron blushed more “She made me tell her my fantasies and that was one of them. Or at least part of it.”
The simple thought of the rest brought Ron to full attention again.
“Hello, what is this? Are you interested more? Hmm good thing neither of us has to work today.” Harry pushed the sheet away from Ron and reached out to encircle his erection with his hand.
Lucky walked back in the room. “Oh, good. The two of you are getting along. I have to keep my schedule, but if you are going to play, set up the camcorder, so I can enjoy it later.”
Harry looked at Ron, and raised his eyebrow. Ron tried to remember what Lucky had said. Harry liked to fulfill fantasies.
The door silently shut, just as Harry bent to take Ron in his mouth, and reached into the nightstand for a tube of something that made Ron feel hot and heavy. Harealreally was going to kill him after all...With pleasure.