Drabbles & Ficlets by Inell
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
40
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
40
Views:
26,371
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.
Likes to Rough: Pansy/Neville, NC17
Title: Likes it Rough
Pairing: Pansy/Neville
Summary: Baby likes it rough
“You look good like this, Longbottom.” Pansy couldn’t keep the smirk out of her tone as she surveyed the man in front of her. “I never realized the alternate purpose of house ties until tonight.”
Neville glared at her, his teeth working on the tie she’d used to gag him. He was naked and kneeling on the bed, his arse in the air, wrists and ankles bound with her old house ties. If it wasn’t bad enough being restrained and gagged, she’d had to use green and silver reminders of their past. His eyes followed her, widening when he saw her remove the leather singletail from the bureau drawer.
Moving the whip over his back, she smiled before raising her and letting it swing. The sound of leather cracking skin filled the air and she couldn’t help moaning. “I never tire of hearing that,” she told him smugly before swinging again.
Her lashes weren’t that hard, not compared to what he’d done to her in the past, but it was the idea that he was bound at her feet and she was whipping him that had him struggling to free himself. Neville enjoyed a bit of play in the bedroom. Being married to Pansy for four years had guaranteed that things were rarely ever traditional and boring. However, he much preferred her in this position, and his eyes told her that she’d pay in the most wicked ways he could imagine.
Pansy whipped his back and arse until it was pink, a few strokes breaking skin but nothing a quick healing charm wouldn’t fix later. Leaning down, she licked one of the marks, her hand moving beneath him to find his hard cock. Thumb moving over the head, she purred, “Baby likes it rough.”
Before she could straighten, his hand suddenly gripped her wrist. With one sharp tug, she was on the bed and he was straddling her. Neville pulled the tie from his mouth, laughing at her expression. “Really, Pansy. Next time, you should fasten the restraints tighter if you’re not using magic as well.”
With one thrust, he was buried inside her, her wet cunt tightening around him. Neville began to fuck her hard, hands bruising her breasts and gripping her hips. She scratched his back, pushing up, trying to flip them so she could be on top. He merely chuckled in an infuriating way, biting her collarbone before sending her deeper into the bed.
As she came around, drawing his own orgasm out of him as she writhed beneath him, he looked at her, finding her absolutely bloody beautiful when she was wanton and flushed from orgasm. Smirking slightly, he quirked a brow. “Baby likes it rough.”
The End
Pairing: Pansy/Neville
Summary: Baby likes it rough
“You look good like this, Longbottom.” Pansy couldn’t keep the smirk out of her tone as she surveyed the man in front of her. “I never realized the alternate purpose of house ties until tonight.”
Neville glared at her, his teeth working on the tie she’d used to gag him. He was naked and kneeling on the bed, his arse in the air, wrists and ankles bound with her old house ties. If it wasn’t bad enough being restrained and gagged, she’d had to use green and silver reminders of their past. His eyes followed her, widening when he saw her remove the leather singletail from the bureau drawer.
Moving the whip over his back, she smiled before raising her and letting it swing. The sound of leather cracking skin filled the air and she couldn’t help moaning. “I never tire of hearing that,” she told him smugly before swinging again.
Her lashes weren’t that hard, not compared to what he’d done to her in the past, but it was the idea that he was bound at her feet and she was whipping him that had him struggling to free himself. Neville enjoyed a bit of play in the bedroom. Being married to Pansy for four years had guaranteed that things were rarely ever traditional and boring. However, he much preferred her in this position, and his eyes told her that she’d pay in the most wicked ways he could imagine.
Pansy whipped his back and arse until it was pink, a few strokes breaking skin but nothing a quick healing charm wouldn’t fix later. Leaning down, she licked one of the marks, her hand moving beneath him to find his hard cock. Thumb moving over the head, she purred, “Baby likes it rough.”
Before she could straighten, his hand suddenly gripped her wrist. With one sharp tug, she was on the bed and he was straddling her. Neville pulled the tie from his mouth, laughing at her expression. “Really, Pansy. Next time, you should fasten the restraints tighter if you’re not using magic as well.”
With one thrust, he was buried inside her, her wet cunt tightening around him. Neville began to fuck her hard, hands bruising her breasts and gripping her hips. She scratched his back, pushing up, trying to flip them so she could be on top. He merely chuckled in an infuriating way, biting her collarbone before sending her deeper into the bed.
As she came around, drawing his own orgasm out of him as she writhed beneath him, he looked at her, finding her absolutely bloody beautiful when she was wanton and flushed from orgasm. Smirking slightly, he quirked a brow. “Baby likes it rough.”
The End