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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
16,685
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
1
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.
A bit of Interesting News
THE NEXT DAY
Sean had him backed up against the wall, he was so glad that he had called Claire earlier to man the bar for a few hours.
“Oh gods, Sean we can’t ngh,” Harry hissed, his erection obvious despite his saying no.
Sean ground into his, kissing and sucking along his neck, fisting his longish black hair and hoisting Harry up as he wrapped his legs around his waist, grinding back into him. It was the best lunch hour he’d ever had!
They kissed frantically, Sean laying Harry down on the stairs and thrusting against him as Harry cried out in bliss. They ground together fast and heavy, panting and groping, aroused, hard.
“Fuck me…already,” Harry growled into his soon-to-be lover’s ear and sucked on said ears lobe.
A cough caught there attention as Sean slipped his hand into Harry’s pants. Sean moaned in frustration into his shoulder and Harry counted to ten mentally, trying not to explode, not his cock oh no that deflated upon the first utterance of a cough, no his temper.
Sean pulled up from Harry, pecked him on the cheek and left without saying a word, leaving Harry sprawled out of the stairs, abandoned. He looked at the gathered stunned wizards and witch before he let his head thunk back on the wooden stairs making no effort to even get up.
“Go away,” he stated coldly, he forgot about the meeting and now he was pissed. “JUST GO AWAY!” he shouted at them, a bright red covering his cheeks in his anger.
“Temper Mr Potter,” Severus Snape hushed the boy who sighed in defeat and got up climbing the stairs, everyone followed.
“Have to come when he about to get rid of my god-forsaken virginity,” he mumbled with a small sneer, two of the people who heard him, looked at each other eyes wide. “It’s a fucking conspiracy, can’t live, can’t die, can’t fuck, Jesus Christ,” he sighed and poured himself a coffee from the coffee maker. “I would offer you a drink and a seat if I wanted you here, which I don’t.”
Harry sat on the kitchen work surface and lit up a cigarette from the packet next to him, much to the horror of everyone else.
“Get that out of your mouth this instant,” shrieked Madame Pomfrey, pushing her way through the crowd of stunned people. “Think about the baby Harry!”
Sean had him backed up against the wall, he was so glad that he had called Claire earlier to man the bar for a few hours.
“Oh gods, Sean we can’t ngh,” Harry hissed, his erection obvious despite his saying no.
Sean ground into his, kissing and sucking along his neck, fisting his longish black hair and hoisting Harry up as he wrapped his legs around his waist, grinding back into him. It was the best lunch hour he’d ever had!
They kissed frantically, Sean laying Harry down on the stairs and thrusting against him as Harry cried out in bliss. They ground together fast and heavy, panting and groping, aroused, hard.
“Fuck me…already,” Harry growled into his soon-to-be lover’s ear and sucked on said ears lobe.
A cough caught there attention as Sean slipped his hand into Harry’s pants. Sean moaned in frustration into his shoulder and Harry counted to ten mentally, trying not to explode, not his cock oh no that deflated upon the first utterance of a cough, no his temper.
Sean pulled up from Harry, pecked him on the cheek and left without saying a word, leaving Harry sprawled out of the stairs, abandoned. He looked at the gathered stunned wizards and witch before he let his head thunk back on the wooden stairs making no effort to even get up.
“Go away,” he stated coldly, he forgot about the meeting and now he was pissed. “JUST GO AWAY!” he shouted at them, a bright red covering his cheeks in his anger.
“Temper Mr Potter,” Severus Snape hushed the boy who sighed in defeat and got up climbing the stairs, everyone followed.
“Have to come when he about to get rid of my god-forsaken virginity,” he mumbled with a small sneer, two of the people who heard him, looked at each other eyes wide. “It’s a fucking conspiracy, can’t live, can’t die, can’t fuck, Jesus Christ,” he sighed and poured himself a coffee from the coffee maker. “I would offer you a drink and a seat if I wanted you here, which I don’t.”
Harry sat on the kitchen work surface and lit up a cigarette from the packet next to him, much to the horror of everyone else.
“Get that out of your mouth this instant,” shrieked Madame Pomfrey, pushing her way through the crowd of stunned people. “Think about the baby Harry!”