Day 7 - Stir [Harry/Pansy]
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Stir
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Word Count: 858 words
Rating:NC-17
Challenge: #7 - Wand play
Author's Notes: Short, but I need to sleep :P Unbetad, hopefully there won't be too many issues with it. Made it one week!!! Awesome!
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
After dinner Harry received a letter, which was almost blank, except for a name and a time. Harry didn’t understand the note, which made him wonder if it was a joke. “Do you know of the Statue of Oblivion is?” he asked Dean and Seamus who sat beside him.
“I think there is a statue in on the third floor that’s called that,” Dean replied. Harry still believed it was a joke, but nonetheless, he decided to check it out.
As soon as he was done eating he headed towards the exit. Just as he was about to leave Hermione and Ron entered, looking way happier than what they did before.
“I need to do something, will return as soon as possible,” Harry informed Hermione when she asked where he was going. He left before they had a chance to ask more questions, not wanting to explain that he was following a note that came unsigned.
Reaching the third floor was easy, finding the right statue was much harder than he believed. Eventually he found the right statue, but he was completely alone. He looked at the time, only to discover he was slightly early. Fearing it was all a plan to capture him he grabbed a hold of his wand, preparing himself for a possible attack.
A few minutes later there was an attack, but it was not the kind of attack he expected. Instead of brutality he was met with a pair of hands caressing him sensually, pushing him against the wall. “Aren’t you a good, obedient boy,” she whispered next to his ear. He didn’t reply, not sure if he would get punished for speaking without permission.
“I thought I’d give you a tiny taste of what to expect in the future, my new toy.” Each word she spoke made his skin burn, his heart race, and his cock harden until it became uncomfortable for him to wear trousers. Before she did anything else she pulled him into the darkness of a little used corridor, telling him to drop his trousers and spread his legs. “And you better remember to answer me,” she added.
“Yes, Mistress.”
She kissed him, biting his lower lip lightly before moving her hand down his chest, to his already hard cock. “Do you think you can stay quiet, or should I gag you?”
“You decide, Mistress.”
“Then let’s see if you can stay quiet without the gag,” she smiled, pulling out her wand. Harry chose to trust her, hoping it wasn’t a bad decision. At first he believed she planned to torture him, but as the tip of her wand touched his skin, next to his hip bone, he discovered it was only a vibrating charm, which increased in speed and intensity the longer she kept it against him. Slowly she moved the wand down, making it harder for him to breathe as she was moving closer to his cock. He found the whole situation exciting and needed to remind himself not to scream as the vibrations touched his most sensitive parts.
“Good boy,” she praised, the wand moving in circles, touching different parts of his cock and balls. His skin became slightly damp from staying silent.
He wasn’t far from his orgasm, and just as he believed a few more vibrations would send him over the edge, she did something which shocked him, she moved the vibrating wand between his legs, pushing it up between her ass cheeks. The change startled him, the vibrations making him uncomfortable, especially when he didn’t know what she was planning.
“Relax,” was all she said as she tilted the wand. Harry wanted to say it was the most uncomfortable feeling in the world, but as the wand moved, and the vibrations touched his insides, he ended up releasing a gasp he wasn’t able to hold back. “Shhhh, wouldn’t want others to find you like this, would we now?” Harry was too occupied concentrating on the vibrations, which traveled up his ass, to pay her any attention.
The vibrations never ended, his cock harder than it had been in ages, and his lips almost bleeding from all the biting he had to do in order to stay silent.
“Come whenever you’re ready.” Harry was sure that even if she didn’t give him permission he would have come, but that meant he would have to take a chance on being punished.
As the final wave hit him he brought a hand up to his mouth, biting it hard, avoiding making any sound as she once again succeeded in turning his legs into jello.
“Such a good boy, coming when I tell you to, that will be a handy skill to have once I’ve really decided to play with you.” As she showed no interest in continuing, Harry pulled up his clothes and dressed himself. “You better run back to your friends before they suspect anything,” she added before leaving him, like she often did. Harry didn’t mind it, not when their meetings meant awesome orgasms. Being the obedient boy that he was he returned to find his friends, hoping they wouldn’t notice the change.l
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Word Count: 858 words
Rating:NC-17
Challenge: #7 - Wand play
Author's Notes: Short, but I need to sleep :P Unbetad, hopefully there won't be too many issues with it. Made it one week!!! Awesome!
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
After dinner Harry received a letter, which was almost blank, except for a name and a time. Harry didn’t understand the note, which made him wonder if it was a joke. “Do you know of the Statue of Oblivion is?” he asked Dean and Seamus who sat beside him.
“I think there is a statue in on the third floor that’s called that,” Dean replied. Harry still believed it was a joke, but nonetheless, he decided to check it out.
As soon as he was done eating he headed towards the exit. Just as he was about to leave Hermione and Ron entered, looking way happier than what they did before.
“I need to do something, will return as soon as possible,” Harry informed Hermione when she asked where he was going. He left before they had a chance to ask more questions, not wanting to explain that he was following a note that came unsigned.
Reaching the third floor was easy, finding the right statue was much harder than he believed. Eventually he found the right statue, but he was completely alone. He looked at the time, only to discover he was slightly early. Fearing it was all a plan to capture him he grabbed a hold of his wand, preparing himself for a possible attack.
A few minutes later there was an attack, but it was not the kind of attack he expected. Instead of brutality he was met with a pair of hands caressing him sensually, pushing him against the wall. “Aren’t you a good, obedient boy,” she whispered next to his ear. He didn’t reply, not sure if he would get punished for speaking without permission.
“I thought I’d give you a tiny taste of what to expect in the future, my new toy.” Each word she spoke made his skin burn, his heart race, and his cock harden until it became uncomfortable for him to wear trousers. Before she did anything else she pulled him into the darkness of a little used corridor, telling him to drop his trousers and spread his legs. “And you better remember to answer me,” she added.
“Yes, Mistress.”
She kissed him, biting his lower lip lightly before moving her hand down his chest, to his already hard cock. “Do you think you can stay quiet, or should I gag you?”
“You decide, Mistress.”
“Then let’s see if you can stay quiet without the gag,” she smiled, pulling out her wand. Harry chose to trust her, hoping it wasn’t a bad decision. At first he believed she planned to torture him, but as the tip of her wand touched his skin, next to his hip bone, he discovered it was only a vibrating charm, which increased in speed and intensity the longer she kept it against him. Slowly she moved the wand down, making it harder for him to breathe as she was moving closer to his cock. He found the whole situation exciting and needed to remind himself not to scream as the vibrations touched his most sensitive parts.
“Good boy,” she praised, the wand moving in circles, touching different parts of his cock and balls. His skin became slightly damp from staying silent.
He wasn’t far from his orgasm, and just as he believed a few more vibrations would send him over the edge, she did something which shocked him, she moved the vibrating wand between his legs, pushing it up between her ass cheeks. The change startled him, the vibrations making him uncomfortable, especially when he didn’t know what she was planning.
“Relax,” was all she said as she tilted the wand. Harry wanted to say it was the most uncomfortable feeling in the world, but as the wand moved, and the vibrations touched his insides, he ended up releasing a gasp he wasn’t able to hold back. “Shhhh, wouldn’t want others to find you like this, would we now?” Harry was too occupied concentrating on the vibrations, which traveled up his ass, to pay her any attention.
The vibrations never ended, his cock harder than it had been in ages, and his lips almost bleeding from all the biting he had to do in order to stay silent.
“Come whenever you’re ready.” Harry was sure that even if she didn’t give him permission he would have come, but that meant he would have to take a chance on being punished.
As the final wave hit him he brought a hand up to his mouth, biting it hard, avoiding making any sound as she once again succeeded in turning his legs into jello.
“Such a good boy, coming when I tell you to, that will be a handy skill to have once I’ve really decided to play with you.” As she showed no interest in continuing, Harry pulled up his clothes and dressed himself. “You better run back to your friends before they suspect anything,” she added before leaving him, like she often did. Harry didn’t mind it, not when their meetings meant awesome orgasms. Being the obedient boy that he was he returned to find his friends, hoping they wouldn’t notice the change.l
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