Drabbles & Ficlets by Inell
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Harry Potter › General
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
40
Views:
26,923
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
A Party: Hermione/Fred/George, NC17
Hermione gasps as he shoves her against the wall, her eyes flying to his face. He is breathing heavily, his red hair falling across his forehead as his hand moves along her curves.
\"We can\'t,\" she whispers, hearing the sounds of the party not far away.
\"Who says?\" he asks before his lips met hers. Her fingers tangle in his thick hair, urging him closer even as she knows they could get caught, knows someone might see. Excitement races through her body, her nipples hard and her knickers soaking even before his rough fingers brush against her stomach as he pulls her jumper up.
\"George, not here,\" she protests, her words meaningless as her hands grip his broad shoulders, holding him tight as he squeezes her breasts.
\"You\'re so fucking hot tonight, Hermione,\" he growls. \"Gotta fuck you.\"
\"Your family is right outside, George,\" she reminds him primly, her voice breathless.
He grins suddenly. \"I know. Turns you on, doesn\'t it?\" His hand moves into her knickers, fingers entering her slowly. \"You\'re soaking wet, love. Quit saying no when all you want to do is say fuck me now.\"
\"I hate you,\" she says tenderly, her hand unfastening his trousers, freeing him from his pants. She strokes his cock as he fucks her with his hand, her knickers finally ripped and tossed to the ground before he thrusts into her. One deep shove and he is buried inside her, stretching her, sending her against the wall. She moans into his shoulder, not daring to be loud for fear someone would hear and find them like this.
\"What do you say, pet?\" His voice is raspy, deep, a low rumble against her ear as he teasingly moves his cock inside her wet cunt.
She scratches his back, tightening around him, her legs moving to wrap around his waist when his hands hold her arse, keeping her balanced against the wall. Looking over his shoulder, she sees Fred watching them, his hand stroking his cock, his eyes narrowed and hungry. Nibbling George\'s neck, she blows a kiss towards her other lover before bossily demanding. \"Fuck me now.\"
George fucks her hard, the sound of laughter and conversation reminding them they have very little time before their absence is noticed. She whimpers when she notices that Fred has picked up her torn knickers and they are currently wrapped around the cock he is fisting in time with George\'s strokes.
His hands are squeezing her arse, his forefinger brushing against the tight ring of muscles, slowly sliding inside. She bites her to lip keep from moaning wantonly, tasting the coppery flavor of her blood as his body keeps pushing her against the wall forcefully. She won\'t last long, the two having spent the evening teasing her, tormenting her, arousing her.
When George bites her neck, she feels the tension snap. His lips catch her cry of release as she comes, juices dripping from her cunt, her muscles tightening around him until he\'s groaning, his seed spilling into her. He releases her lips, nuzzling her neck as he continues entering her, making shallow thrusts until he\'s completely spent. When he slides out of her, she pushes past him, falling to her knees and taking Fred\'s cock into her mouth. She begins to suck him, her hand gripping him firmly, making familiar strokes until his hips are bucking, his release spilling into her mouth. Waiting until he\'s finished, she licks him clean, her tongue catching the stray drops on her lips before she stands.
Straightening her clothes, she looks at them both, her eyes taking in their spent and sated appearance, noticing the sweat dripping from their faces, the flush to their freckled skin, the \'I\'ve just been shagged rotten\' smirk on their lips. Rolling her eyes, she snottily told them, \"Clean up, boys. We must get back to the party before we\'re missed.\"
The End
\"We can\'t,\" she whispers, hearing the sounds of the party not far away.
\"Who says?\" he asks before his lips met hers. Her fingers tangle in his thick hair, urging him closer even as she knows they could get caught, knows someone might see. Excitement races through her body, her nipples hard and her knickers soaking even before his rough fingers brush against her stomach as he pulls her jumper up.
\"George, not here,\" she protests, her words meaningless as her hands grip his broad shoulders, holding him tight as he squeezes her breasts.
\"You\'re so fucking hot tonight, Hermione,\" he growls. \"Gotta fuck you.\"
\"Your family is right outside, George,\" she reminds him primly, her voice breathless.
He grins suddenly. \"I know. Turns you on, doesn\'t it?\" His hand moves into her knickers, fingers entering her slowly. \"You\'re soaking wet, love. Quit saying no when all you want to do is say fuck me now.\"
\"I hate you,\" she says tenderly, her hand unfastening his trousers, freeing him from his pants. She strokes his cock as he fucks her with his hand, her knickers finally ripped and tossed to the ground before he thrusts into her. One deep shove and he is buried inside her, stretching her, sending her against the wall. She moans into his shoulder, not daring to be loud for fear someone would hear and find them like this.
\"What do you say, pet?\" His voice is raspy, deep, a low rumble against her ear as he teasingly moves his cock inside her wet cunt.
She scratches his back, tightening around him, her legs moving to wrap around his waist when his hands hold her arse, keeping her balanced against the wall. Looking over his shoulder, she sees Fred watching them, his hand stroking his cock, his eyes narrowed and hungry. Nibbling George\'s neck, she blows a kiss towards her other lover before bossily demanding. \"Fuck me now.\"
George fucks her hard, the sound of laughter and conversation reminding them they have very little time before their absence is noticed. She whimpers when she notices that Fred has picked up her torn knickers and they are currently wrapped around the cock he is fisting in time with George\'s strokes.
His hands are squeezing her arse, his forefinger brushing against the tight ring of muscles, slowly sliding inside. She bites her to lip keep from moaning wantonly, tasting the coppery flavor of her blood as his body keeps pushing her against the wall forcefully. She won\'t last long, the two having spent the evening teasing her, tormenting her, arousing her.
When George bites her neck, she feels the tension snap. His lips catch her cry of release as she comes, juices dripping from her cunt, her muscles tightening around him until he\'s groaning, his seed spilling into her. He releases her lips, nuzzling her neck as he continues entering her, making shallow thrusts until he\'s completely spent. When he slides out of her, she pushes past him, falling to her knees and taking Fred\'s cock into her mouth. She begins to suck him, her hand gripping him firmly, making familiar strokes until his hips are bucking, his release spilling into her mouth. Waiting until he\'s finished, she licks him clean, her tongue catching the stray drops on her lips before she stands.
Straightening her clothes, she looks at them both, her eyes taking in their spent and sated appearance, noticing the sweat dripping from their faces, the flush to their freckled skin, the \'I\'ve just been shagged rotten\' smirk on their lips. Rolling her eyes, she snottily told them, \"Clean up, boys. We must get back to the party before we\'re missed.\"
The End