Day 31 - Dream [Ginny/Blaise]
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hp_may_madnessTHE FINAL CHAPTER!!! Finally I've written the remaining chapters I didn't have a chance to do during May, at least I've completed it :D Will try again next year.
Title: Dream
Characters or Pairing: Ginny/Blaise
Word Count: words: 1008
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #31 - Dream sex
Summaryy: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Ginny, like Hermione, knew something happened between her brother and friend as they returned to the tables, their hair and clothes slightly ruffled. She didn’t know what happened, not that she wanted to know, but she was glad they were happy together. What she was even happier about was that Ron didn’t seem to hate Blase; at least he didn’t let his dislike blind his ability to treat Blaise properly.
She spent the remaining of her day with her boyfriend and friends. They all tried to study, but in the end all they managed was to lie in the shade of a large tree, talking about the exams which would certainly end badly if the heat continued. Hermione and Ron could barely keep their lips apart for more than five minutes, and Luna brought her own boyfriend, shocking everyone. Ginny of course didn’t think it strange, as Luna was easily loved by anyone who dared to take a chance.
Eventually it was time for bed, which was easier said than done as their Gryffindor tower was barely cooler than the outside. Ginny feared she would never sleep, as did the rest of the girls, but as the hours passed they each fell into a deep sleep.
Her dreams were wild and exciting, she dreamt of demons of all sorts, those who wanted to scare her, those who stole her breath, and those who made sweet love to her. The last demon was the one who made love to her, his body hard as stone, cold as the deepest sea, and yet, warm as the dragon’s breath. In her dream he was everything, knew everything.
The first demon made her run, trying to escape his evil claws, the second stopped her, making her gasp, trying to breathe. The air around her was thick and hot, blinding her until she feared she would die. She didn’t die, instead she found herself swallowed by darkness. His eyes were the first thing she saw, they glowed a pale and soothing purple, calming her. When he stepped into the light she wanted to scream, but another sound escaped her instead, a sound she never expected she would make in front of a demon, she moaned.
His face was calm, his eyes watching her, sending a chill through her body she couldn’t ignore. With steady steps he neared her, his body seeming larger than when she first saw him. A hand moved towards her, long sharp nails reaching for her neck. Ginny didn’t move, instead she waited, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her.
His large fingers wrapped around her like snakes, pulling her closer until all she could see was his chest. He didn’t speak, but somehow she knew what he wanted, or thought she knew. Suddenly his lips were on her body, kissing, licking and biting until she moaned. Her whole body felt as if it was on fire. Everything changed a second time, and she found herself on a bed of flowers, with the demon above her. He moved closer, his body glistened, even though she could see no light in the room. Everything felt strange, but at the same time nice, and before she could do anything a tingle spread from between her legs. As she watched him move back and forth above her, forcing himself inside her, she couldn’t help feeling as if she knew him. Almost as if someone decided to show her, he changed in front of her, his demon features morphing into a familiar face.
She barely registered his smile as everything changed around her, and instead of the darkness she saw the light through a window. Ginny didn’t want to wake up, so she closed her eyes, grinding her hips against the bed, the bed sheets rubbing between her legs. She smiled against her pillow, her body still tingling from the memories with the last demon. Why her mind thought it was proper to change her boyfriend into a demon was beyond her, as he was no demon at all. He might have seemed like one of the bad guys at first, being silent and mysterious, and a Slytherin, but he was one of the kindest men she knew, and one of the few she knew of who’d liked her longer than she liked them.
The sheets teased her, as her mind was still half way between her dream and reality. She thought that if she continued long enough she could come, have an orgasm because of a dream where her boyfriend was a demon, haunting her, taking care of her until she most likely would have come, if she hadn’t woken up.
If it was possible she would have kept her eyes closed and returned to the wonderful dream, where the tingle between her legs felt like a wild fire, where she was certain his eyes were all it took for her to come. She would have tried to return, if it wasn’t because her friends were slowly waking up, and would know exactly what she was doing if they saw her rub her body against her bed.
Groaning, and looking forward to when she was done with Hogwarts and had her own private bedroom, she stilled, trying to remember as many details from her dream as possible before they faded away. The room was slightly cool as there was a breeze entering the room through the window, but it was still warm, her body glistening as the thin layer of sweat clung to her. The cave between her legs was wet, aching for her touch. She thought about taking care of her need herself, but instead wondered if she would find Blaise, and manipulate him to forget about his exams, and take her against a wall, or the ground, or even in the air if he wished, all she wanted was to feel him inside her.
Life was wonderful, most of her friends were seeing someone, and even if Harry continued to be single, he seemed happy, and that was all she wanted for him.
Title: Dream
Characters or Pairing: Ginny/Blaise
Word Count: words: 1008
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #31 - Dream sex
Summaryy: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Ginny, like Hermione, knew something happened between her brother and friend as they returned to the tables, their hair and clothes slightly ruffled. She didn’t know what happened, not that she wanted to know, but she was glad they were happy together. What she was even happier about was that Ron didn’t seem to hate Blase; at least he didn’t let his dislike blind his ability to treat Blaise properly.
She spent the remaining of her day with her boyfriend and friends. They all tried to study, but in the end all they managed was to lie in the shade of a large tree, talking about the exams which would certainly end badly if the heat continued. Hermione and Ron could barely keep their lips apart for more than five minutes, and Luna brought her own boyfriend, shocking everyone. Ginny of course didn’t think it strange, as Luna was easily loved by anyone who dared to take a chance.
Eventually it was time for bed, which was easier said than done as their Gryffindor tower was barely cooler than the outside. Ginny feared she would never sleep, as did the rest of the girls, but as the hours passed they each fell into a deep sleep.
Her dreams were wild and exciting, she dreamt of demons of all sorts, those who wanted to scare her, those who stole her breath, and those who made sweet love to her. The last demon was the one who made love to her, his body hard as stone, cold as the deepest sea, and yet, warm as the dragon’s breath. In her dream he was everything, knew everything.
The first demon made her run, trying to escape his evil claws, the second stopped her, making her gasp, trying to breathe. The air around her was thick and hot, blinding her until she feared she would die. She didn’t die, instead she found herself swallowed by darkness. His eyes were the first thing she saw, they glowed a pale and soothing purple, calming her. When he stepped into the light she wanted to scream, but another sound escaped her instead, a sound she never expected she would make in front of a demon, she moaned.
His face was calm, his eyes watching her, sending a chill through her body she couldn’t ignore. With steady steps he neared her, his body seeming larger than when she first saw him. A hand moved towards her, long sharp nails reaching for her neck. Ginny didn’t move, instead she waited, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her.
His large fingers wrapped around her like snakes, pulling her closer until all she could see was his chest. He didn’t speak, but somehow she knew what he wanted, or thought she knew. Suddenly his lips were on her body, kissing, licking and biting until she moaned. Her whole body felt as if it was on fire. Everything changed a second time, and she found herself on a bed of flowers, with the demon above her. He moved closer, his body glistened, even though she could see no light in the room. Everything felt strange, but at the same time nice, and before she could do anything a tingle spread from between her legs. As she watched him move back and forth above her, forcing himself inside her, she couldn’t help feeling as if she knew him. Almost as if someone decided to show her, he changed in front of her, his demon features morphing into a familiar face.
She barely registered his smile as everything changed around her, and instead of the darkness she saw the light through a window. Ginny didn’t want to wake up, so she closed her eyes, grinding her hips against the bed, the bed sheets rubbing between her legs. She smiled against her pillow, her body still tingling from the memories with the last demon. Why her mind thought it was proper to change her boyfriend into a demon was beyond her, as he was no demon at all. He might have seemed like one of the bad guys at first, being silent and mysterious, and a Slytherin, but he was one of the kindest men she knew, and one of the few she knew of who’d liked her longer than she liked them.
The sheets teased her, as her mind was still half way between her dream and reality. She thought that if she continued long enough she could come, have an orgasm because of a dream where her boyfriend was a demon, haunting her, taking care of her until she most likely would have come, if she hadn’t woken up.
If it was possible she would have kept her eyes closed and returned to the wonderful dream, where the tingle between her legs felt like a wild fire, where she was certain his eyes were all it took for her to come. She would have tried to return, if it wasn’t because her friends were slowly waking up, and would know exactly what she was doing if they saw her rub her body against her bed.
Groaning, and looking forward to when she was done with Hogwarts and had her own private bedroom, she stilled, trying to remember as many details from her dream as possible before they faded away. The room was slightly cool as there was a breeze entering the room through the window, but it was still warm, her body glistening as the thin layer of sweat clung to her. The cave between her legs was wet, aching for her touch. She thought about taking care of her need herself, but instead wondered if she would find Blaise, and manipulate him to forget about his exams, and take her against a wall, or the ground, or even in the air if he wished, all she wanted was to feel him inside her.
Life was wonderful, most of her friends were seeing someone, and even if Harry continued to be single, he seemed happy, and that was all she wanted for him.
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