Lets Have Another Go

So, right when I was finishing Before We Leave, this popped into my head, and I said, "hey, why not?" So here it is, the third installment of the unintentional series.


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A few weeks had passed since the cave incident, and Harry and Hermione hadn’t spoken of it since. Hermione was still in a state of shock that she’d allowed her body to be treated that way, especially considering whom it was treating it. Sex with Ron had come to a stand-still. She just didn’t feel right letting him make love to her when she knew what she’d done. Plus, a small part of her feared that sex with the man she loved had been ruined for good. She wanted him to get more creative in their love making, she just didn’t know how to go about telling him this without coming off as a total sex-crazed slut in the process. But maybe that’s what she was now.

Harry, on the other hand, had not kept the events from the cave a secret from the love of his life. He’d sat down with her and talked to her about the night in the cave, and asked her about Draco’s parting words. In the end, neither was happy about what they’d heard, but they had both forgiven each other, and put it past them.

But it did change things, that was for sure.

Every once and a while, Ginny would think about that night with her and Blaise, or rather, those nights. There’d been several, really, but only one had gotten that bad. How she’d survived that evening she wasn’t sure. Having two men in the same hole had been extremely painful for the first few minutes, and afterwards, it was just as bad. Her ass had been sore for a week. And yet, she still looked back on the memory with fondness. She’d never cum so hard before that day, and had never squirted before, either. It had surely been a night for firsts. And it was a night she remembered as if it were yesterday.

She and Blaise Zabini had had a flirtation going on for quite some time. They’d pass each other glances in the corridors between class, and he’d deliberately bump into her just to make her drop her things, so that he could help her pick them up, and use corny but charming pick up lines on her. But they didn’t get much time to talk. They were a year apart, so they didn’t have any classes together, and they were in separate houses, Slytherin and Gryffindor of all houses. It was practically forbidden. But that didn’t matter to Ginny. She was lonely, and he seemed to like her.

Over time, Blaise began to leave Ginny notes, sending them by owl, or slipping them into her books, telling her how much he wanted her, and of the things he wanted to do to her. Ginny knew that she should have been disgusted, but for some reason, she wasn’t. She tried to justify to herself that he had a certain class that most men just didn’t have. It really attracted her to him, made her feel different than the cheap slags of the Slytherin house.

Their first night together had been after he’d slipped a note into her text books while helping her pick them up off the floor, after one of his so called accidental bumps in the corridor. He’d asked to see her, for real. She’d agreed, and they set a time and place to meet in private. It had been a lovely evening, and had resulted in her losing her virginity. She didn’t feel cheated, though, because the next day, he didn’t ignore her as she’d feared. If anything, he’d paid her extra attention.

They met every night after that, and each night was better than the last. She grew rather fond of their late night rendevous. She learned a lot from them, and they felt good. But she knew she wasn’t in love, and neither was he. This was just good, healthy, exclusive fun. Or at least, she thought it was. He didn’t really have much time for any other girls. It was a several weeks into their meetings, just before she’d left for Easter holiday, that Blaise brought up the idea of having Draco join them. Apparently, Draco had been complaining that Blaise wasn’t sharing, as, apparently, was normal when either of them found a new good shag. Ginny had been extremely apprehensive about the idea, but in the end, she’d given in. This was supposed to be a learning experience, was it not?

So after being told by Harry what Draco had said that night in the cave, the memories had been ripe in her mind, and there had been nights where she’d fingered herself into oblivion at those memories. But after some time, she had to surrender to herself that, no matter how much she tried to deny it, she was tempted by Draco’s offer. The problem was working up the nerve to confess this to Harry.

Harry and Ginny had ceased soliciting outside help in their relations since Harry and Hermione had returned to the Burrow, but they still snuck off to Grimmuald Place regularly for a shag. They just didn’t feel right doing it at the Burrow, and if Ron ever caught them, he’d be furious with them (he was a bit irrational sometimes).

Tonight was one of those nights where they were hiding out at Harry’s home away from home. They were in the drawing room, seeking diversity from the bedroom setting. Ginny straddled Harry’s lap, kissing him deeply and slowly, moving up and down on him slightly as if to ride him, though still fully dressed. Harry’s hands cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently as his tongue danced in her mouth with her own. It was magical, being here with her, all alone.

Ginny moaned into Harry’s mouth as she felt him grow hard underneath her. Her nipples had hardened due to his ministrations, and she continued to grind herself against his strained erection. She pulled her lips off of his, licking them slightly as she lifted her shirt over her head in one fluent movement and tossed it aside, revealing her hot pink lace push-up bra. Harry stared, and Ginny reached behind her back with one hand and unclasped the offending article, letting it slip off of her shoulders before tossing it aside as well.

Harry groaned at the sight of her and leaned forward, kissing a trail from her neck down to her chest, and then taking one of the small pink peaks into his mouth and sucking on it, hard, before moving on to do the same with the other. He heard Ginny moan, and her chest was pushed towards him as her back arched and her head fell back. He continued to lavish her breasts for only a few moments before pulling away, letting his teeth gently graze the nipple as he did so. He pulled his shirt off much as Ginny had done, and discarded it.

Ginny got up off of Harry’s lap and removed her jeans, and then, after she’d stepped out of those, she pulled down her little pink lace thong, which matched her bra perfectly. After watching the little show, Harry discarded his pants and boxers as well, freeing himself from their binds, causing his erection to spring to full attention. He was fully hard and very ready for her.

Ginny stepped towards Harry and stood in front of him, her legs on either side of his. He let one hand slip down to grasp his member, while the other reached out between Ginny’s legs, rubbing at the moist pussy that he was anxious to be inside of. Ginny moaned once more and let him continue, enjoying the feeling of his fingers toying with her clit and slipping into her wetness, teasing her horribly. When she’d had enough of the teasing, she climbed back onto Harry’s lap, raising herself enough to align Harry beneath her before slowly sitting herself down on him, taking the full length of him into her hot hole.

They groaned in unison as their bodies became one, and after a moment, Ginny began to move on top of Harry. She went slowly at first, sinking down deeply before coming up again and then repeating the process, a small moan of pleasure coming from her as she moved, but eventually her movements became quicker, and Harry grabbed onto her hips to help her as she rode him. As the head of his dick slammed into her g-spot, her moans became screams and she rested her head on her lover’s shoulder as she kept up the pace the best she could. Her thighs were burning within minutes, but it didn’t stop her. She kissed Harry’s neck lovingly as she kept going.

Harry guided the love of his life by her hips, groaning in pleasure each time she sank down on him and he was plunged back into her wetness once more. It was bliss. As she moved harder and harder, he felt the need to cum. This wasn’t abnormal. He usually came several times in a single session. He was seventeen, what could you expect?

“Oh God, Ginny, I’m going to cum,” he warned her, not wanting to catch her off guard in case she didn’t want him to cum into her, though usually, he ended up doing so.

“Oh, yes, Merlin Harry, I’m already cumming!” she cried out loudly as she rode him as hard as her legs would let her. Her walls tightened around him and he groaned loudly, gritting his teeth as he resisted the urge to just release himself inside of her. As good as it felt, it was stupid and dangerous. Ginny took that as a sign that he couldn’t hold off much longer, and she lifted herself up just high enough to release him from her pussy.

Harry came, the white liquid squirting out onto her ass and cunt as she held herself up above him. Her head was still rested on him, and she was breathing heavily. When he finished cumming, Ginny carefully turned herself around and positioned him under her once more before lowering herself, moaning as she was filled with cock once more.

She rode him hard, her ass slamming into his pelvis as his head slammed into her pleasure spot over and over again, and she cried out loudly as she neared yet another orgasm. She reached one hand up behind her to grab onto Harry’s hair gently, the other on her breast, while Harry grabbed her thighs and spread them apart, taking control.

Harry held her wide open while he pushed himself up into her. As he developed a more steady rhythm, he moved harder and faster, causing his lover to scream out as he pounded. He kissed the back of her shoulder and up her neck as he moved, and she continued the assault on her breasts.

A few minutes later, Ginny lifted her legs up as high as she could make them go, and Harry continued to hold her in place. She came repeatedly by the time he was ready again, but he didn’t pull out, instead, spilling himself deep into her. She moaned at the feeling, sensuality, intimacy of it all.

But they weren’t through just yet. Harry carefully turned them over so that they both laid on their sides on the couch, spooning, him still inside of her. As he wrapped his arms around her securely, he started back up again, thrusting into her with vigor as she called out praises to him.

“Yes, Harry, yes. Oh, Merlin, yes, just like that!” she cried, turning Harry on further and causing him to move harder and faster inside of her. It was a whole ten minutes, if not more, before the two of them finished in unison once and for all, crying out each other’s name as he filled her for the second time that night.

They just laid there, panting, slowly coming down from the bliss of their love making. Harry remained comfortably inside her as he laid with her, kissing the back of her head gently, lovingly.

“So... I was thinking... about what Draco said that day, in the cave..” he spoke for the first time since they’d finished, and waited for a reaction before getting to the point.

Ginny twisted her neck around to look at Harry curiously. “You know, I have been, too,” she admitted. “So what were you thinking?” she prompted him, wanting to make sure they were thinking the same thing.

“Well, I was thinking that, even though it was completely wrong, I did honestly enjoy myself that day. I mean, I still wish it was you that it had been with, and not Hermione. I’m eternally sorry for that, but, I mean, its not too late to try it, is it?”

Basically, he wanted to recreate that experience, but with Ginny in Hermione’s place, or at least that was the understanding that Ginny had on the issue. Oddly, though, it didn’t bother her much.

“I’ve been kind of thinking of the same thing,” she admitted.

“Really?”

Ginny nodded. “Yes, but I also had a different motive.”

“Oh really? What was that?” Harry asked, intrigued.

“Revenge.”

“Revenge?” Harry didn’t understand. What had Draco done to Ginny? Recently, at least.

“Yes, revenge,” Ginny answered Harry with a smile. “For the night in the cave. The way he made you two do those things with each other and with him. Someone really needs to teach him a lesson.”

Harry seemed rather surprised by this, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt the same way. “I think you might be on to something.”

“I could write him, if you’d like. Maybe invite him to come over here one night soon.”

Harry smiled and kissed Ginny’s lips tenderly. “I think that might be a good idea,” he had to admit, the idea of getting Draco back for all the damage he’d caused was beyond intriguing, and also, he wouldn’t mind another good ass fuck.

“I’ll get started on it now, then,” Ginny said, and Harry took the hint, removing his arms from around her tiny figure and allowing her to get off the couch, his dick slipping out of her sweet cunt and laying slack against him. He didn’t care.

Ginny walked over to the desk on the other side of the room and rummaged around for a piece of parchment and quill, and when she found them, she began to write.

It was only the next day that Draco was standing outside of Number 12 Grimmuald Place, knocking on the door. Ginny answered, biting her lip slightly but smirking all the same. She was wearing a black starlight dress, a halter of lace that met under the breasts and connected to a mesh drape that was open in the front, exposing her entire flat, creamy smooth stomach and long, toned legs. The only thing she wore underneath it was a matching black thong and a pair of black heels.

Ginny let Draco inside as he scoped out the redhead he couldn’t wait to fuck again. Ginny lead him into the house and upstairs to the bedroom, where Harry was just finishing making himself comfortable.

Draco smirked at the sight of Potter sitting there in his boxers, stroking his member through the silk material of them. “Potter,” he greeted the male with a single nod in his direction.

“Malfoy,” Harry returned in the same manner. There was no denying it, even though they’d agreed to this, they were still far from buddy-buddy.

Ginny was over by the dresser, retrieving several items, some of which included flavored lubricants, life-like dildos, vibrators, and even a couple of vibrating cock-rings. Ginny smirked as she saw Draco notice this all with wide eyes.

“Draco, you’re going to fuck me first,” Ginny told him with a smile, to which he grinned, and gave Harry a cocky look, but at Ginny’s next words, his expression dulled. “And you’ll be wearing this while you do so.” Ginny was holding up a blue vibrating cock-ring, and she turned it on to demonstrate.

Draco stared in wide-eyed disbelief. “You’re fucking kidding me, right?” he asked, sounding every bit as ticked off as he felt. Ginny smirked at this reaction.

“Trust me, Draco, you’re going to end up loving it. You won’t believe how hard it’ll make you cum once I take it off of you. Now take off your clothes, I want to get started.” There was no questioning it, Ginny was in charge of tonight’s events. She’d spent the last day planning every moment of what was going to be done.

Draco just stared at her, but did what he was told, surprised by the fact that he was about to obey a woman in the bedroom. What had he become!? He removed his shirt, and then his pants and boxers, and found himself the only nude one in the room.

Ginny smiled approvingly and approached him. She got down on to her knees, and slipped the cock-ring over his not yet erect penis, sliding it all the way up to the hilt. She looked up at him to see him staring down at her with both apprehension and lust at the same time, an odd combination. Ginny just smirked at him before reaching her hand out to grip and stroke his placid length.

Draco held in a breath at the feeling of her warm hand wrapped around his cock. It wasn’t long before he was growing hard at the work of her hand, literally. Ginny smiled at this discovery, and she bent his dick upwards, leaning in to give him a good long lick up the underside of him from the balls straight up to the head of his cock. This sent a shiver up Draco’s back and a small groan to escape his mouth. He was finding out that the ring didn’t prevent pleasure, it simply prevented release, and he was finding it out because as he grew harder, the ring grew tighter.

Ginny grinned up at Draco as she noticed him getting harder, and her hand began to slowly move up and down, stroking him in long, slow motions. She licked her lips as she worked, and then her mouth covered the head, sucking it in slowly and letting her tongue swirl around it just as slowly as her hand pumped. The blonde nearly whimpered as he became harder and the ring tighter still. She smiled around his tip before taking a little more of him into her mouth, lowing her head over him to take one, then two, then three inches of his member into her mouth. She came back up slowly and licked his slit-like hole, her hand still moving as slowly as ever.

It was torture. It felt so amazing that all Draco wanted was for her hand to go fast, her mouth to go deeper, to be able to be engulfed in the sexy redhead’s throat liked he’d been in so many others. He wanted to force her head, but he knew that he couldn’t. He knew that the moment he tried, she’s stop altogether and he’d be left without any satisfaction at all. So he behaved, his eyes locked on hers as she worked.

Harry had mixed feelings about this whole thing, as he knew he would. On one hand, Draco was getting what was coming to him, but on the other, Draco’s dick was in his girlfriend’s mouth! It was so wrong! But he sucked it up. It was all part of the plan. He just sat back and watched.

Ginny kept her eyes locked with Draco’s the entire time. Her head moved down deeper over his cock every time it moved back down, and then up again. It was a good thing that she enjoyed giving pleasure this much, or else she wouldn’t be able to keep up the lustful front. Hell, Draco had practically taught her how to give head. Ironic that it should be used against him like this, wasn’t it?

She went on like this for several of the longest minutes of Draco’s life, and when she finally pulled away, he groaned at the loss of her hot mouth encasing his member. Ginny stood up, looking him in the eye. “Go sit down in that chair,” she said, pointing at a chair that faced the bed. Draco did as he was told, and Ginny moved back to the dresser to retrieve another item.

Draco couldn’t see what it was, but when she came back, she grabbed his arms and pulled them back behind the chair. He felt something cold, metal, on his wrists, and heard a couple of clicks. He’d been put in handcuffs. Lovely. If he’d have known things were going to be this kinky, he’d have never showed up. Sure, he liked kinkiness, but not when it was being used against him like this.

Ginny smirked at Harry behind Draco’s back, and Harry smirked back. Harry got up from his chair and went to go over to the bed, but he stopped to remove his boxers, releasing his throbbing member. He laid down on the bed, flat on his back, hands folded behind his head on the pillow. His erection was standing at full attention as he waited for Ginny.

Ginny moved her hair over her shoulder and untied the halter to her dress. Bringing the ribbons down, she then reached to the spot on the dress between her breasts and, Draco realized, she had a knife in her hand. The sharp silver dagger cut through the lace material like butter, but he thought that perhaps there was some magical assistance with that. The dress fell from her body with nothing left to hold it up, leaving her in just her little black thong. She smirked at Draco before turning around to face the bed, which she then climbed onto, settling between Harry’s legs. She blew him a kiss, before taking the head of his cock into her mouth as she’d done with Draco’s. The difference? She didn’t go slow, and she didn’t tease him, she simply sucked his entire length into her mouth, taking as much of him as she could, an art she’d mastered through practice.

Harry groaned loudly when he felt his lover’s hot mouth encase him, and he picked his head up, his chin touching his chest as he looked at her. Their eyes met, as hers and Draco’s had done, but there was something different in there. Oh, yes, lust was still there, but there was something more. Love. He watched as his redheaded love bobbed her head up and down on his length quickly, sucking and licking and jerking him with her hand as quickly as she could. Harry was in bliss, which wasn’t unusual, when it came to Ginny.

And all the while, Draco was being forced to watch this. He watched as Ginny’s breasts fell free as her dress pooled around her feet, and he stared for as long as he was allowed, licking his lips, before she turned around and climbed on top of Harry. He couldn’t see what Harry was seeing, but he knew what was happening by the way her head moved up and down. All he saw was her ass, creamy and pale, with a couple of oddly flattering brown freckles here and there. And from the angle, he could also see her hot cunt, straining against the g-string, begging to be eaten, or better yet, fucked. The thong was soaked, clinging to her lips in such an alluring way it made him want to whimper with need, but he resisted by biting his lip. His cock was straining painfully, needing attention that the handcuffs were preventing him from giving himself. He now knew why he was here. This was payback.

Ginny sucked Harry’s balls into her mouth one at a time, sucking them, pulling on them with her mouth, before releasing them again and climbing on top of her lover, kissing his lips passionately for only a moment before getting back to work. He was almost ready, she could tell. She took Harry as deep into her throat as she could fit him and he let out a shout of pleasure and placed a hand on the back of her head, holding her there as he emptied his load into her throat, her swallowing all the while to keep from drowning in it all. When he was done, she came back up, panting and grinning.

“Fuck, that was amazing, Ginny,” Harry praised, to which she grinned and kissed him deeply again. Harry kissed her back, and they remained like that until Draco made a noise of frustration, gaining their attention again. Apparently, they’d forgotten all about him.

Of course, Ginny and Harry hadn’t really forgotten him. Ginny turned her head and smirked, before getting off of the bed, strutting slowly, purposefully, towards the bound blonde. “What’s the matter, Malfoy? Are the cuffs too tight?” she asked, her voice laced with concern, which was a show of how good an actress she was, because she knew that that wasn’t the problem.

“You fucking slut, let me out of here, I’m going home,” Draco snapped, not wanting to take a moment more of this torture. But it seemed that he wasn’t about to get let out.

“What? But you can’t go home yet. You’ve only just gotten here. We’ve barely begun,” she complained with a pout, pushing her chest forward as she leaned towards him, her hands on his knees to hold her up as she looked him deep in the eyes, her lips turned in a sexy pout, her brown doe eyes doing all the work. Draco wanted nothing more than to thrust his hips forward and fuck those two round breasts of hers, but knew that it would be useless, she’d never allow it. Ginny saw the lust and anger in his eyes and cocked her head to the side. “I’m sorry, I suppose I’ve forgotten to share. Did you want these?” she asked, pressing her breast together and towards his face.

Draco groaned and went with his first instinct, which was to suck the first nipple he could reach deep into his mouth. He moaned around the tiny peak as he sucked, and Ginny moaned a little as well, though was more amused than anything. Draco just kept up his assault on the two perfect firm, round, full breasts. But it wasn’t enough. In fact, if anything, it only made his problem worst. Ginny seemed to sense this.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Draco?” she asked sweetly, sensing his problem.

Draco glared at her, and then sighed in defeat. “Yes, please,” he said, shocked that he’d resorted to the “p word” in order to get sex.

Ginny smiled. “Well why didn’t you just say so?” She smirked over at Harry for a moment, moving two fingers down her body to push aside the tiny piece of black material, before lowing herself onto Draco’s lap, pushing him into her with no hesitation. She moaned a little. “Ah, that’s better, isn’t it?” she asked him with a small smirk. She began to ride him slowly, agonizingly slow.

Draco groaned. She was so tight, almost virgin-tight, which was ironic, considering how well he knew better. Even as she moved as slowly as she could on top of him, it drove him as mad as it would if she’d been riding him with all her strength, if not more. He wanted nothing more than to grab her waist and thrust into her while pulling her down onto his cock painfully hard. He wanted nothing more than to make her cum, so that maybe she’d let him cum as well.

Ginny kept this up for quite a while, but it got a bit old after a while. As much as she enjoyed torturing him, she wasn’t moving fast enough, or deep enough, to get any pleasure out of it herself. She began to move faster, harder, wanting to get off as quickly as possible so that she could move on to the next step.

Her soft, small, teasing moans (they’d been fake, because with nothing more than slight friction, she’d barely had anything to moan about), turned into louder, more frequent, desperate moans, and she braced herself with her hands on his shoulder, riding as hard as she could. She began to scream in pleasure, moments away from her climax now, and then, out of no where, she felt a sharp pain, and looked down to see that Draco had bit her breast, and was currently holding it in his teeth. Well, that’s all it took. She screamed out as her orgasm shook her whole body. She rode him hard, her hot, tight pussy squeezing him, attempting to milk the restrained member.

Draco groaned in agony. Too much pleasure, too little relief. It made him want to scream. He felt like he was going to explode, and as if once he did that, he’d still need more relief. He needed to cum, and he needed it badly. But he couldn’t, the damned ring was preventing it. Who did they think they were, torturing him like this!?

Ginny came down from the high of her orgasm, her chest heaving with her heavy breathing, and she met her eyes with Draco’s as he finally released her breast. She knew there’d be a bruise there. He’d bit pretty hard, and held on for quite a while, too. She didn’t mind, though, not really. She’d remove the bruise if Harry asked her to.

“Come here, Ginny. I can’t wait to taste you,” Harry told her. Then he leaned up to smirk at Draco. “I love the way she tastes after she has an orgasm. So sweet, and tangy, just the way I like her.” He was only saying all this to bother Draco, of course, about not being able to get off. And he wasn’t done, yet. “Have you ever tasted Ginny after she’s cum all over your dick? I know you have with Hermione. And oh, she was good, but she was nothing compared to Ginny.”

As Harry spoke, Ginny had removed her thong and was getting back onto the bed, and by the time Harry had finished taunting Draco, Ginny had positioned herself over Harry’s head, and she lowered herself onto his mouth, facing Draco with a smirk on her face. She let out a moan as she felt Harry’s tongue on her dripping cunt, and, with her eyes still on Draco, she lowered her body to suck on Harry again.

She moaned around his member, moving her hips slightly over Harry’s face as she felt his tongue lapping at her juices, and her head bobbed up and down, her eyes filled with lust. She sucked Harry hard, taking him deep into her mouth until she couldn’t breath, before coming back up for air, and then repeating the process. Harry was moaning as well, the sound blocked, but effectively sending vibrations through her body, the same way she sent them through his as she moaned in response.

It was a chain reaction that led to overwhelming sensations, and Ginny was determined to get Harry off once more if only because she could hardly concentrate on what she was supposed to be doing. She brought a hand up under her to stroke him while she sucked hard and fast, and soon, Harry’s moans turned to groans, and moments later, he shot his seed into her mouth. She swallowed it down greedily, and then sat up, holding herself up on her arms as she received the most amazing treatment from the man of her dreams.

Her back arched, and her eyes closed, her head going back, pushing her chest out. She was breathing heavily, moaning loudly. She repositioned her knees and sat up in a kneeling position, her hands going into her hair as she lost complete control. She was crying out for him to fuck her with his tongue, and he was doing a good job of it. She came hard, releasing another load of her juices straight into his mouth.

Harry cleaned her up with slow, gentle licks, his tongue flat. He wanted to get the job done, but not get started up again. But Merlin, this was bliss. He loved the taste of her, and the satisfaction of getting her off with such simple actions.

Draco was nearly in tears. The display had been almost too much for him to handle. He was imagining that it was him underneath that saucy redhead, devouring her pussy and getting her juices all over her face, while she sucked his cock and got a mouth full of his cum. He could barely stand the sight. It was killing him. He needed to fuck her again, any part of her, anything to feel what that lucky bastard, Potter, was feeling. He’d seen Ginny staring at him the whole time, her eyes teasing, begging him to get up and fuck her like she knew he wanted to do. She was daring him. It wasn’t fair.

Ginny climbed off of Harry and went to sit over the edge of the bed, facing the bound blonde. She stuck two fingers deep into herself and scooped out a small puddle of cum that Harry had missed. She sucked it off the fingers, eyes closing as she savored the flavor. Draco whimpered, and her eyes opened again to look at him curiously. “I”m sorry, where are my manners? Did you want some?” she asked him, an innocent look in her eyes.

Draco groaned. “Yes,” he said, his voice horse. His mouth was watering with need, yet his throat felt dry and tight. “Please.” He watched as Ginny stuck her fingers inside of her again and gathered more of that sweet nectar. Carefully balancing it on her fingers, she walked towards him, and held the fingers over his mouth. He opened his mouth and let the juice drip onto his tongue. Just a few drops, before nothing else would fall. He wanted more, and she provided, allowing him to suck the remaining fluid from her wet fingers. Draco sucked them dry, and she removed them from his mouth.

“Are you ready to get up now?” Ginny asked him, smiling sweetly. Draco nodded. Ginny grinned. “Then stand up,” she told him. He might not have realized it, but she’d only bound his hands together, not to the chair. He had been free to get up this entire time, they just hadn’t let him know that.

Draco felt like an idiot. How had he not known that he’d had the freedom to stand all this time? He did so, and was led over to the bed. Ginny sat down over the edge of it again, and pulled Draco to stand between her legs. His everlasting erection pressed against her core as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, heatedly, lustfully. He kissed her back, wishing that he had the use of his hands so that he could hold her and touch her and fondle her. But he couldn’t, so he didn’t bother to try.

Ginny kissed him, letting her hands slide up and down his chest, feeling at his smooth abs and pecks. He was a lean man, not built, but toned, from many years of Quidditch, and the endless shagging he’d done for the last four years or so didn’t hurt either. She loved Harry, and her heart belonged to him one hundred percent, always had, but this, this was something different. This was fun, and thrilling, and she knew it was wrong, but she’d never do it without Harry’s consent, never. They were by no means in an open relationship, but they had agreed long ago that if either of them ever wanted a new partner, that partner was to be shared equally. And in this case, there just so happened to be a method to their madness.

Draco thrusted his hips forward, the perfect aligning causing him to enter her with little effort. She moaned against his lips as he pounded into her relentlessly, giving her all he could without the assistant of his hands. He’d never realized how important they were to the process until now that he couldn’t use them.

Harry watched as Draco took it upon himself to drill into his Ginny with as much force as he could. Well, that wasn’t really what he’d had in mind for this next step, but it would do. Harry moved off the bed while Draco was distracted, and when he was off of it, Ginny pulled Draco back with her so that she was laying down on the bed with him on top of her. Draco was forced to sit up on his knees as he fucked her, and was frustrated because he couldn’t get as deep into her anymore. Harry took this time to go over to the dresser, on which all the toys were displayed.

Draco was too busy trying to fuck Ginny as hard as he could, but to no release, to notice that Harry had disappeared behind his back. That is, until he felt the weight of the bed shift. He turned his head to see Harry coming up behind him, on his knees as well. Harry had the key to Draco’s handcuffs in hand. “Oh thank Merlin,” he gasped.

“Don’t get too excited, Malfoy. I’m only going to take them off if you promise not to try to take the ring off. Its there for a reason,” Harry told him, somewhat sternly, to let him know he was serious. Draco nodded, and Harry released his hands. Draco seemed gratefully, and instead of attempting to remove the ring, as Harry had been almost certain he would do, he leaned forward and grabbed hold of Ginny’s breasts, having clearly been desperate to touch them all this time.

Ginny moaned loudly at the ministrations as Draco began to pound into her harder, now that he had better leverage to do so. The feeling of his hands squeezing her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples and his teeth brushing against them as he bent his head down to suck on the peaks again was driving her wild. She was nearing yet another orgasm. This had turned out to be a good night so far. When Ginny came again, she told Draco to stop, and called Harry forward. Draco was slightly confused, but he caught on quick enough. He got up and allowed Ginny to move off of the bed, and Harry came and took her spot, making himself comfortable on the bed on all fours.

Draco didn’t waste much time. He spit onto two of his fingers and shoved them into the male, pushing them and twisting them to get Harry slightly stretched and lubricated. Harry was used to this so there wasn’t need for much preparation, though the wettening of the path was a must. Draco removed his fingers and pushed his member into Harry’s back end, and the two males groaned in unison, Harry at the feeling of the hard rod being shoved in his ass, and Draco at the feeling of having his cock engulfed by such a tight, warm hole. Draco got right to work, fucking Harry mercilessly.

Ginny watched for quite some time, and honestly, it got her pretty worked up. She grabbed the chair and moved it to the side of the bed, sitting in it but leaning back as far as she could, her feet up on the chair, legs spread wide for the two of them to see. She had a vibrator in her hand. She’d gotten it off of the table after letting Harry take her place. As she watched, she turned it on and pushed it into herself, moaning quietly as the vibrations racked her body, and she pushed it into her, moving it harder and quicker with each new thrust.

Draco thrusted into Harry, his cock slamming onto his most sensitive nerves, causing him to scream out in pleasure. When he heard Ginny’s moan, he turned his head, only to find her fucking herself with one of their many toys. She looked so sexy right now, shoving that purple six inch vibrator into her bald, pink cunt. It made him fuck Harry even harder and faster than before.

Harry was watching Ginny as well, one hand underneath him, furiously beating his cock while groaning and crying out as he was pounded into harder and harder, faster and faster still. Harry was going to cum soon but he didn’t care. He had enough energy in him for a few more rounds.

Ginny didn’t stop until she left herself screaming out in pleasure, cum spilling out of her and soaking her thighs and the chair underneath her. She panted heavily, removing the toy from her depths, and after turning it off, she sucked her own juices off of it, her tongue swirling around it to get every inch that she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

Draco was trying as hard as he knew how to forget about the fact that he couldn’t cum. He was determined to put it out of his mind so that he could get as much enjoyment out of all this as possible. Between the show that Ginny was giving them, and the feeling of Harry’s back end squeezing him to the point that he wanted to scream, he felt like he’d burst. He was completely immersed in his activities, until he felt something slick and wet on his backside. Draco stopped his movements quickly and whipped around to find himself looking at Ginny, who was dripping a strawberry scented and flavored lubricant onto his hole.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Weasley!?” Draco yelled at her, horrified and disgusted. She wasn’t seriously about to... about to...

“A hole is a hole, right Malfoy?” Ginny asked him, repeating the words Draco had said to Harry a few weeks ago. As she spoke, she used one finger to smooth the oily liquid over the hole that until now had been exit-only. Well, that was going to change today. Her finger began to prod at the hole, just the very tip of her finger slipping inside of the blonde.

“Not right, Weasley. That only applies for people who like getting it up the ass! Just because you’re boyfriend some sort of freak doesn’t mean I am. Knock it off!” Draco demanded.

“You don’t get to decide what happens here today, Draco,” she told him seductively, using her tone and her eyes to seduce him into her bidding. “You’re always in charge. Tonight, we want to show you how fun it can be to be out of control. I promise, you’ll like it,” she whispered to him, grasping his chin in her fingers and pulling him in for a deep kiss. While she was kissing him, she reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a piece of cloth. She broke the kiss, eyes smoldering with lust, and before he knew what had happened, she’d wrapped the cloth around his face, forcing it into his mouth to keep him quiet. “There, that’s better,” she said, and kissed his mouth again, cloth and all. She pulled away with a smile, and Draco stared at her with wide eyes.

Ginny started up again with her finger, slowly twisting it further and further into his ass, adding a bit more of the lube as she went. “You should be thankful, Malfoy. If I heard correctly, you weren’t nearly this gentle with Hermione.” Her finger was soon completely submerged in the blonde’s anus, and Ginny slowly pulled it back out, this time adding a second and repeating the process.

Draco groaned against his binds. This was not pleasant. But Ginny was right, she was going much easier on him than he had ever been on any girl who he’d done the same thing to. He decided that he really had no choice but to suck it up. Well, at least it was the sexy vixen, Ginny Weasley, doing this to him, and not Potter.

Ginny added a third finger, too, and twisted the three fingers around repeatedly to make sure that Draco was properly stretched. Once satisfied, Ginny got onto the bed behind Draco and placed the vibrator at Draco’s already closing entrance.

Draco felt the vibrating toy at his exit and squinted his eyes shut in anticipation. He was not looking forward to this. The plastic tool was being pushed slowly into him, and it felt so odd, so uncomfortable, but at least it didn’t hurt. And the vibrating, well, that was just weird. He wasn’t supposed to have anything in there, let alone something that vibrated.

Ginny pushed it all the way inside of him, twisting it as she’d done with her fingers, but now, she pulled it out a little, and pushed it back in, then out, then in, repeating the motions, but each time pushing deeper and faster. Soon, she was effectively fucking his ass, and from his sounds, it seemed like he was liking it.

Draco had resumed his fucking of the raven haired kink beneath him. It was only thing that could keep his mind off of the fact that he, Draco Malfoy, was taking it in the ass. He could feel the tool moving in and out, slamming into his prostate and making him want to do Harry even harder, which he did.

Ginny was honestly getting a kick out of this whole thing. “Yes, that’s right, Malfoy, take that toy cock in your ass, take it because you know you like it, just like Harry likes it. Isn’t that right, Harry?” Ginny asked.

“That’s right, love,” Harry answered her through a loud groan, stroking his cock as quickly and hard as he could. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he told the two of them.

“That’s okay, Harry, go ahead. Go ahead and cum.”

Harry did so, all over the bed beneath him, but Ginny didn’t let up on Draco, nor did he on Harry. They both kept going until finally Draco could take no more, though he kept moving, he reached one hand up and pulled the gag out of his mouth..

“Fuck! I can’t take this anymore! Take this fucking ring off of me! I feel like I’m going to explode!”

Ginny chuckled lightly and moved to look at Harry. “What do you think, Harry? Should we let him take it off?” Ginny asked him sweetly.

Harry’s groaning turned into softer moans as Draco slowed his movements, and he thought about Ginny’s question. “Yeah, I think we’ve kept him building up long enough,” he conceded.

Ginny smiled. “Alright, Malfoy, you heard him. Go ahead and take it off,” she said to him with a sweet smile, not that he could see it. She left the vibrator shoved in his rear end as he pulled out of Harry and quickly pulled off the much too tight ring.

Draco cried out in relief as the ring was forced off of his enlargened cock and tossed aside. He was just grabbing his member to finish himself when Ginny grabbed his hand to stop him.

“Not just yet, Malfoy. I said you could take it off. I never said that I was ready for you to get off. Don’t you want to do it somewhere fun?”

Draco knew she was right. What fun would it be to jack himself until he exploded all over Potter’s backside? None, that’s how much. He instead turned around to look at Ginny, and he knew that she was thinking the same thing as he was.

Harry got off the bed, allowing Ginny to take his place, and Draco pushed himself into her roughly. He groaned in satisfaction, the feeling intensified ten fold now that his cock was receiving proper blood flow.

“Go slow. You don’t want to end too suddenly and not even give me any satisfaction, do you?” Ginny asked him. She knew his theories on sex. The only way to make sure every girl in the school wanted to fuck him was to have a reputation of never leaving a girl unsatisfied, and this was no exception. So grudgingly, Draco moved slowly, in and out of the hot, wet, tight cunt that he’d grown to both love and hate. Ginny smiled up at him, kissing his lips gently, enjoying the feeling of him being in her. It wasn’t enough to get off to, but it was enjoyable all the same.

Meanwhile Harry, who had climbed onto the bed behind Draco, had picked up where Ginny had left off, moving the vibrator in and out of Draco’s ass, matching Draco’s movements in his girlfriend’s pussy. But after a few moments, Harry had had enough of watching, and he removed the vibrator from Draco’s hole, and replaced it with a different toy, a more lifelike one. Draco whipped his head around just to make sure that it was in fact a toy, and not the real thing, and was glad to see that so far, he’d still never been penetrated by a man. But that didn’t last for long. Harry only used the ploy-dildo for a short while before replacing it, carefully, with his own very hard, very real cock.

Harry moved in and out of Draco carefully, using only his hips to thrust forward, and not letting his pelvis touch Draco’s back end, as to not let him on to the fact that the thing inside of him was no longer a sex tool, but in fact the real thing. Ginny smiled up at Harry over Draco’s shoulder, and Harry smiled back at her, and at that moment, Harry took Draco’s waist in his hands and pushed himself deep into the male, pulling his rear flush against his pelvis, alerting Draco at last to what was actually happening. Draco was not happy.

He tried to pull away, but between Ginny underneath him, now bucking her hips up to force him to enter her deeper while he tried to escape, and Harry thrusting into him deeply from behind, he was trapped. He yelled and screamed but Ginny just returned the gag to his mouth.

“What’s the matter, Draco? Harry’s been fucking you for five whole minutes and you’ve liked it so far,” Ginny told him soothingly, bringing a hand up to caress his face gently. She kissed his gagged mouth once more and told him to keep fucking her, and so, he did.

Draco found this pleasant by no means. It was uncomfortable and intrusive and completely unholy. And yet, the more Harry slammed into him, the harder her slammed into the female, as if to take out his frustration. He’d never felt anything like this. Somewhere deep, deep down inside, he knew that this was the most amazing fuck he’d ever had, at least where he was the only one having his way with a slag.

Harry was surprised by how much he was enjoying this. Sure, it was strange as hell, fucking a guy, but enjoyable all the same. It didn’t feel much different from being inside of Hermione or Ginny’s back doors. Harry groaned as he slammed into the male, taking out all his frustrations from the drama that day in the cave had caused amongst him, Hermione, and Ginny. Ron, fortunately, was completely in the dark, as of yet.

It didn’t take much longer than ten minutes from the time the ring was removed for Draco to finish at last. He spilt every ounce of himself into Ginny’s depths, nearly screaming as the most intense release of his entire life hit him. But even as he finished, Harry wasn’t finished with him, and he was being driven further still into the redhead.

“Fuck!” Draco cried out after removing his gag again, feeling like he was losing his mind. Even after all of that, he was still hard, and as he continued to be pushed into Ginny, he redoubled his efforts and slammed into her as hard as he could, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Ginny took the effort to put aside the pleasure she was receiving in order to be greatly amused by what was happening on top of her. Harry looked more determined than anything else, and Draco looked like he wanted nothing more than to have orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, to get it out of his system. Ginny could tell that whether he liked it or not, he enjoyed what was happening to him. It was the most intense shag of his life. She stretched her neck up to catch his lips in a heated, desperate kiss. Frankly, she just wanted to shut him up so that he’d fuck her as best he could. Plus, he was a really good kisser, so why not?

Harry couldn’t stand the sight, really. Draco, moving in and out of the love of Harry’s life with no disregard, filling her with his disgusting seed, as he’d so rudely done to Hermione. And they were kissing, furiously, passionately. It would have been a rather sexy sight, if they were strangers in a porno. But they weren’t. They were his enemy and his girlfriend. He picked up his pace and his force, deliberately riding Draco as hard as he knew how, and in a few short moments, he was groaning as his orgasm washed over him, and he filled Draco’s rear, if only for the sake of humiliating him.

And humiliate him it did.

Draco felt Harry’s deep, shuddering thrusts into him and knew what that meant. He knew he’d just been cum in. Now he knew how it felt. No wonder so many girls got so offended when he did this. It was disgusting. Draco had to force himself to keep going after that, but when Harry finally removed himself, it became much easier to enjoy the super tight and dripping wet cunt that was attempting to milk him again. He waited until he was sure she’d had another orgasm before pulling out of her.

Ginny caught his drift. She got up and moved onto her knees when he moved off of her to allow this. She sat in front of him, one hand coming to assist him as he jerked himself roughly, positioning himself right over her chest. They continued to snog heavily until Ginny felt the spray of his cum all over her breasts. They broke the kiss, and looked at each other with scolding hot loathing.

Draco could feel Harry’s remnants leaking out of him and down his leg, and it made his stomach churn. He felt sick. This whole experience, while in the end satisfying, had been sickening, and he made a promise to himself to never let anything like this happen to himself again.

“I’m out of here, you freaks,” Draco said, getting off the bed and gathering his clothes, finding his wand amongst them and using it to clean off his entire body.

Ginny didn’t stop him. She grabbed her thong and her dress from the floor and put them back on, repairing the dress with her own wand, cleaning off her chest, and slipping the heels back on. “I’ll show you out,” Ginny offered. Well, she sure as hell wasn’t going to leave him to wonder the house alone now was she?


Draco dressed and then walked with Ginny out of the room while Harry took it upon himself to clean up the mess they’d made of the bed and the chair. Just as they got close to the front door, though, there was a knock.

Curious, and slightly embarrassed by her attire, Ginny wrapped her dress around her middle and opened the door, revealing a very upset Hermione Granger.

“Hermione, what’s wrong!?” Ginny asked, surprised and concerned for her best friend.

Hermione was just opening her mouth to answer when she spotted Draco over Ginny’s shoulder, and stopped. Rather suddenly, her expression changed, from that of close to tears, to pure fury.

“YOU!” she screamed, stepping into the house as Ginny stepped aside, shocked, and allowed Hermione to approach the male.

Draco, too, was surprised by the appearance of the brunette, and when she turned and yelled at him, he stared at her with wide eyes, wondering what he’d done wrong now.

“WHAT?” He yelled back defensively, offended. This was not a good night for Draco.

“YOU GOT ME PREGNANT!”

Yes, definitely not a good night for Draco Malfoy.


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Hahaha I just had to add that part. Also, I was thinking of creating an INTENTIONAL series to follow up that last little bit. Somewhat dramione, I would think. Haven't really thought the plot through. tell me what you think and feel free to share any ideas you might have.

ALSO, I plan to add a bonus scene, so be watching out for a second chapter of this story to see the bonus scene G/B/D!