Drabbles & Ficlets by Inell
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
40
Views:
26,361
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 Reward: Hermione/Lucius/Narcissa, NC17
Title: A Reward
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Narcissa/Hermione/Lucius
Summary: Hermione receives a reward for being a good girl
Warning: Femslash, threesome
Set in the same Verse as Good Girl
Hermione waited patiently, her eyes looking over the nude woman laying on the bed. Narcissa Malfoy was very beautiful, just as her husband and son were, though her hair was a dark shade of blonde and her eyes were blue. She didn’t mind pleasing Narcissa. The older witch was actually somewhat kind, gentle and careful, always giving her pleasure in the end without being told. It was calming being with Narcissa, unlike her experiences with Draco, which were always rough and passionate and painful in a way that she shamefully found pleasurable.
“Please my wife and you please me,” Lucius purred in her ear before he pushed her towards the bed.
Hermione crawled up the bed, moving between Narcissa’s long legs, the scent of sex and arousal thick as she reached the blonde curls that were all ready dripping with juices. Narcissa seemed to enjoy their visits, too. Leaning her head down, she ran her tongue along the pale pink lips of Narcissa’s cunt, hearing the soft moan that rewarded her efforts.
Lucius sat in a chair beside the bed, choosing a position that allowed him to see his pet’s actions as well as his wife’s reaction. Narcissa smiled at him, blowing him a kiss before her head fell back and she moaned as Hermione began to feast on her wet cunt. He freed his cock, gray eyes watching the brunette lick and suck his wife’s pretty pussy, happily drinking from Narcissa. It was a year today that he had acquired Hermione, an anniversary of sorts, and Narcissa had insisted they reward their pet with a night in their bed.
She did deserve it, after all. Any possibility of her fighting or trying to escape fading shortly after her confinement. She obeyed him without hesitation, pleased him in many ways, made his wife moan beautifully, and she was sharp enough to carry on a conversation whenever he had the inclination. She even welcomed Draco eagerly, spreading her legs and flushing with arousal when his son teased and fucked her.
His hand moved over his length as he watched her hand join her lips, her talented tongue causing Narcissa to whine and moan and thrash around on the bed with such passion that he was hard in no time. His wife was moving against her face, Hermione licking and thrusting her fingers into her, her pretty face coated in juices, her tongue delving into Narcissa’s depths before lapping at her clit. When he heard the soft whimpers, he knew his wife was close. He tightened his grip on his cock as Hermione ate her through an explosive orgasm, Narcissa arching off the bed, her hands caressing her breasts, a keen of pleasure escaping her.
He stood and moved to the bed, his hand tangling in Hermione’s hair and raising her face from his wife’s cunt. He smiled before he kissed her, tasting his wife on her lips. His hand moved between Narcissa’s legs, his fingers thrusting into her roughly, feeling her move against him as he fucked her with his hand. Releasing Hermione’s mouth, he moved between Narcissa’s legs and thrust into her. He began to fuck her, his eyes looking at their brunette pet, seeing that she was watching them with arousal in her eyes. “Touch yourself.”
She laid back on the bed and began to stroke her pussy, her fingers entering her cunt without delay. He watched her fuck herself, three fingers buried inside her, her face flushed and sweaty, her body moving slowly against her hand. Narcissa’s hand moved between her legs, his eyes catching his wife’s and smiling as she winked at him before she added two fingers into Hermione’s tight cunt. The girl cried out from being stretched, her free hand gripping the blanket as she began to ride the five fingers. He pulled out of Narcissa, his hand gripping his cock as he laid beside her, eyes catching Hermione’s as he demanded, “Ride me.”
She crawled over Narcissa and impaled herself on his length, moving up and down, her breasts swaying temptingly. He leaned forward and sucked on her nipple, his eyes watching Narcissa stand and retrieve something from her wardrobe. When she came back to join them, she had a mischievous gleam in her blue eyes as she rubbed liquid over the hard length in her hand before attaching it to a harness around her waist. He watched her slide a strap between her legs, placing it directly against her clit before she moved behind Hermione. His eyes moved to their pet’s face, watching her eyes widen as he assumed Narcissa’s tongue entered her arse, preparing her for her reward.
She was beautiful when she was aroused, even more so when she was caught in the blurry lines of pain and pleasure, never looking more ravishing than when he and Draco were fucking her. He caught Narcissa’s eyes when she straightened up, the vixen licking her lips prettily before smirking as she moved the fake cock into Hermione’s tight ring of muscles. The girl was beside herself, moaning and whimpering, begging for more as she began to move between him and his wife. He leaned up as Narcissa leaned down, their lips meeting over their pet’s shoulder as they rewarded her for a year of excellent service.
The End.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Narcissa/Hermione/Lucius
Summary: Hermione receives a reward for being a good girl
Warning: Femslash, threesome
Set in the same Verse as Good Girl
Hermione waited patiently, her eyes looking over the nude woman laying on the bed. Narcissa Malfoy was very beautiful, just as her husband and son were, though her hair was a dark shade of blonde and her eyes were blue. She didn’t mind pleasing Narcissa. The older witch was actually somewhat kind, gentle and careful, always giving her pleasure in the end without being told. It was calming being with Narcissa, unlike her experiences with Draco, which were always rough and passionate and painful in a way that she shamefully found pleasurable.
“Please my wife and you please me,” Lucius purred in her ear before he pushed her towards the bed.
Hermione crawled up the bed, moving between Narcissa’s long legs, the scent of sex and arousal thick as she reached the blonde curls that were all ready dripping with juices. Narcissa seemed to enjoy their visits, too. Leaning her head down, she ran her tongue along the pale pink lips of Narcissa’s cunt, hearing the soft moan that rewarded her efforts.
Lucius sat in a chair beside the bed, choosing a position that allowed him to see his pet’s actions as well as his wife’s reaction. Narcissa smiled at him, blowing him a kiss before her head fell back and she moaned as Hermione began to feast on her wet cunt. He freed his cock, gray eyes watching the brunette lick and suck his wife’s pretty pussy, happily drinking from Narcissa. It was a year today that he had acquired Hermione, an anniversary of sorts, and Narcissa had insisted they reward their pet with a night in their bed.
She did deserve it, after all. Any possibility of her fighting or trying to escape fading shortly after her confinement. She obeyed him without hesitation, pleased him in many ways, made his wife moan beautifully, and she was sharp enough to carry on a conversation whenever he had the inclination. She even welcomed Draco eagerly, spreading her legs and flushing with arousal when his son teased and fucked her.
His hand moved over his length as he watched her hand join her lips, her talented tongue causing Narcissa to whine and moan and thrash around on the bed with such passion that he was hard in no time. His wife was moving against her face, Hermione licking and thrusting her fingers into her, her pretty face coated in juices, her tongue delving into Narcissa’s depths before lapping at her clit. When he heard the soft whimpers, he knew his wife was close. He tightened his grip on his cock as Hermione ate her through an explosive orgasm, Narcissa arching off the bed, her hands caressing her breasts, a keen of pleasure escaping her.
He stood and moved to the bed, his hand tangling in Hermione’s hair and raising her face from his wife’s cunt. He smiled before he kissed her, tasting his wife on her lips. His hand moved between Narcissa’s legs, his fingers thrusting into her roughly, feeling her move against him as he fucked her with his hand. Releasing Hermione’s mouth, he moved between Narcissa’s legs and thrust into her. He began to fuck her, his eyes looking at their brunette pet, seeing that she was watching them with arousal in her eyes. “Touch yourself.”
She laid back on the bed and began to stroke her pussy, her fingers entering her cunt without delay. He watched her fuck herself, three fingers buried inside her, her face flushed and sweaty, her body moving slowly against her hand. Narcissa’s hand moved between her legs, his eyes catching his wife’s and smiling as she winked at him before she added two fingers into Hermione’s tight cunt. The girl cried out from being stretched, her free hand gripping the blanket as she began to ride the five fingers. He pulled out of Narcissa, his hand gripping his cock as he laid beside her, eyes catching Hermione’s as he demanded, “Ride me.”
She crawled over Narcissa and impaled herself on his length, moving up and down, her breasts swaying temptingly. He leaned forward and sucked on her nipple, his eyes watching Narcissa stand and retrieve something from her wardrobe. When she came back to join them, she had a mischievous gleam in her blue eyes as she rubbed liquid over the hard length in her hand before attaching it to a harness around her waist. He watched her slide a strap between her legs, placing it directly against her clit before she moved behind Hermione. His eyes moved to their pet’s face, watching her eyes widen as he assumed Narcissa’s tongue entered her arse, preparing her for her reward.
She was beautiful when she was aroused, even more so when she was caught in the blurry lines of pain and pleasure, never looking more ravishing than when he and Draco were fucking her. He caught Narcissa’s eyes when she straightened up, the vixen licking her lips prettily before smirking as she moved the fake cock into Hermione’s tight ring of muscles. The girl was beside herself, moaning and whimpering, begging for more as she began to move between him and his wife. He leaned up as Narcissa leaned down, their lips meeting over their pet’s shoulder as they rewarded her for a year of excellent service.
The End.