May 20th: Accidental Voyeur
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hp_may_madnessTitle: May 20th: Accidental Voyeur
Characters or Pairing: Padma/Parvati, (Daphne)
Word Count: 1364
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling incest
Challenge: Day 20: Padma and Parvati, Voyeurism
Daphne cracked her knuckles and stretched her neck and shoulders. Another dull departmental meeting finished. If only her day was done.
In no hurry to return to her desk, she walked down the corridors at a very leisurely pace. She had the added excuse of needing to drop off some reports to Padma Patil of the Magical Transportation department, and she was going to milk that for all it was worth.
After taking a few detours along the way, she arrived at Padma's office, knocked on the door and got no answer. Assuming Padma was out of her office for the moment, Daphne opened the door so she could leave the reports on her desk. But Padma was actually in her office--and she wasn't alone.
Padma was sitting in her chair, which was pushed back from the desk. That was so the second person in the office had ample room to comfortably kneel in front of her. Daphne couldn't tell who the kneeler was from her angle, but the body was definitely feminine. Whoever she was, her face was buried between Padma's legs, which in turn were draped over the other girl's shoulders. Padma's work robes and knickers were lying on her desk, and her dark skirt was hiked up. Her hand fisted in the other girl's hair, holding her face in place.
"Quickly, Parvati," she said breathlessly.
Daphne couldn't contain her gasp upon hearing Padma utter her sister's name, and Padma's head jerked up at the sound. Daphne was rooted to the spot, standing in the doorway as she and Padma locked eyes.
"Shit!" Padma said, scrambling back in her chair and pushing as far away from her sister as she could get. Parvati apparently hadn't heard Daphne's initial gasp, but she realized something was wrong based on how her sister was reacting and got to her feet while Padma was getting out of her chair. Time seemed to stand still as Daphne looked back and forth between both Patils, trying to figure out what to say. There wasn't exactly a well-established protocol for this situation.
"Shut the door!" Padma pleaded. It would've been easy to turn around and walk away at that point, but instead she found herself shutting the door behind her and taking a couple of steps further into the room for reasons she couldn't quite understand in that moment.
"What're you doing here?" Padma asked tensely. Most people probably would've tried to somehow convince Daphne that she hadn't seen what she'd thought she'd seen, and it was all just a big misunderstanding. Padma was too pragmatic to try something like that though.
"I came to give you these reports," she said, holding up the documents that were in her hand. "I didn't mean to spy. I knocked, but there was no answer so I figured you weren't here. I was going to leave them on your desk, but..."
"We are so fucked," Parvati said, sounding on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Given the circumstances, Daphne couldn't blame her.
"I won't tell anyone," she said quickly, much to the surprise of both Patils. Parvati looked hopeful, but she could tell that Padma was waiting for the catch.
"Why would you do that?" the former Ravenclaw asked. "Are you going to demand a favor in exchange?"
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I'm not going to try and blackmail you or anything like that. I just...I, well...I understand," she finished softly, not sure how to express what she was feeling.
"How could you possibly understand?" Padma asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Our reputations would be ruined if this got out!"
She was probably right. Though incest had been fairly common in the old days (purebloods were big on 'preserving the family bloodlines' and all that), general public opinion had shifted sharply over the last several decades. It wouldn't get you arrested like it apparently would in the Muggle world, but it was no longer considered socially acceptable.
"I do understand," she insisted. Seeing Padma still staring at her skeptically, she decided to share her secret with them. It was going to become public knowledge sooner or later anyway, assuming they followed through on her father's idea. "I understand because I'm the same way. Astoria and I have been together for months."
Padma now looked as surprised as Daphne was sure she herself had when she first opened the door. Parvati, on the other hand, had a different reaction.
"That's hot," she said. Padma gave her a smack on the arm, but Parvati looked at her and smiled. "What? Astoria's sexy, and don't tell me the idea of watching them fuck doesn't turn you on."
"Leaving that aside," Padma began with a blush, "aren't you afraid of getting caught? What if Harry finds out?"
"Oh, Harry already knows. He's part of it too. We have a three-way thing going."
"Okay, even you can't deny that's sexy as hell," Parvati said, nudging her sister in the ribs. Daphne giggled.
"It was really hot watching you two," Daphne said. "I mean, I only saw it for a few seconds, but the idea of it is hot at least. Though I didn't know it was you eating Padma until she said your name..."
"Well, now you know," Parvati said. "And now that we've got the awkward stuff out of the way, I don't think anything sounds hotter than you staying right where you are and watching me finish what I started."
"You cannot be serious," Padma said flatly.
"Oh, c'mon!" Parvati said in a high-pitched whine. "She isn't going to tell on us, right? Doesn't she deserve a reward? And doesn't the idea of her watching turn you on, especially knowing that she does the same thing to her sister?"
Padma fidgeted, but she didn't refuse. Sensing an opportunity for something she hadn't ever known she'd wanted until a few minutes ago but now felt she couldn't go without, Daphne made her pitch.
"If you let me stay and watch, maybe I'll talk to Tori and Harry about letting you guys watch us some time?"
Parvati's eyes lit up at that, and she turned her head to stare at Padma. The Ravenclaw didn't say anything, but sitting back down in her chair and hitching her skirt back up was answer enough. With a laugh, Parvati got back down on her knees.
That's how Daphne, moments later, found herself locking Padma's office door (how had they forgotten THAT in the first place?) and silencing the room so no one outside could hear anything. Parvati was clearly eager to please her twin and knew exactly what it would take to do so. Her lips and tongue had Padma groaning in no time, and Daphne felt herself growing hot as she stood there and watched. Her robes were becoming a major inconvenience.
"Do you mind...?" she asked, tugging at the collar of her robes. Parvati continued to work, but Padma made eye contact with Daphne just long enough to nod that it was okay. Then Parvati's fingers joined the fun, and Padma could focus on nothing but her twin.
With permission granted, Daphne stripped out of her robes and cleared a space so she could hop up onto Padma's desk. She didn't bother taking any other clothes off. Instead she followed Padma's lead by flipping her skirt up and tugging her knickers to the side. She began teasing herself with her fingers, hardly daring to blink as she watched Parvati give her twin oral sex.
As the cunnilingus continued and Padma's moans got louder, so too did the intensity of Daphne's fingering increase. Parvati slipping one finger into her sister's arse spelled the end for Padma, who grabbed the Gryffindor's hair with both hands and practically howled. The sight and sound was too much for Daphne, who announced her own release with a somewhat muted cry as she didn't want to spoil the moment for the twins.
It had been a moment none of the three would ever forget, and nothing would ruin it. Not even the fact that Daphne's climax had soiled the very reports she'd come to deliver in the first place.
Characters or Pairing: Padma/Parvati, (Daphne)
Word Count: 1364
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling incest
Challenge: Day 20: Padma and Parvati, Voyeurism
Daphne cracked her knuckles and stretched her neck and shoulders. Another dull departmental meeting finished. If only her day was done.
In no hurry to return to her desk, she walked down the corridors at a very leisurely pace. She had the added excuse of needing to drop off some reports to Padma Patil of the Magical Transportation department, and she was going to milk that for all it was worth.
After taking a few detours along the way, she arrived at Padma's office, knocked on the door and got no answer. Assuming Padma was out of her office for the moment, Daphne opened the door so she could leave the reports on her desk. But Padma was actually in her office--and she wasn't alone.
Padma was sitting in her chair, which was pushed back from the desk. That was so the second person in the office had ample room to comfortably kneel in front of her. Daphne couldn't tell who the kneeler was from her angle, but the body was definitely feminine. Whoever she was, her face was buried between Padma's legs, which in turn were draped over the other girl's shoulders. Padma's work robes and knickers were lying on her desk, and her dark skirt was hiked up. Her hand fisted in the other girl's hair, holding her face in place.
"Quickly, Parvati," she said breathlessly.
Daphne couldn't contain her gasp upon hearing Padma utter her sister's name, and Padma's head jerked up at the sound. Daphne was rooted to the spot, standing in the doorway as she and Padma locked eyes.
"Shit!" Padma said, scrambling back in her chair and pushing as far away from her sister as she could get. Parvati apparently hadn't heard Daphne's initial gasp, but she realized something was wrong based on how her sister was reacting and got to her feet while Padma was getting out of her chair. Time seemed to stand still as Daphne looked back and forth between both Patils, trying to figure out what to say. There wasn't exactly a well-established protocol for this situation.
"Shut the door!" Padma pleaded. It would've been easy to turn around and walk away at that point, but instead she found herself shutting the door behind her and taking a couple of steps further into the room for reasons she couldn't quite understand in that moment.
"What're you doing here?" Padma asked tensely. Most people probably would've tried to somehow convince Daphne that she hadn't seen what she'd thought she'd seen, and it was all just a big misunderstanding. Padma was too pragmatic to try something like that though.
"I came to give you these reports," she said, holding up the documents that were in her hand. "I didn't mean to spy. I knocked, but there was no answer so I figured you weren't here. I was going to leave them on your desk, but..."
"We are so fucked," Parvati said, sounding on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Given the circumstances, Daphne couldn't blame her.
"I won't tell anyone," she said quickly, much to the surprise of both Patils. Parvati looked hopeful, but she could tell that Padma was waiting for the catch.
"Why would you do that?" the former Ravenclaw asked. "Are you going to demand a favor in exchange?"
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I'm not going to try and blackmail you or anything like that. I just...I, well...I understand," she finished softly, not sure how to express what she was feeling.
"How could you possibly understand?" Padma asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Our reputations would be ruined if this got out!"
She was probably right. Though incest had been fairly common in the old days (purebloods were big on 'preserving the family bloodlines' and all that), general public opinion had shifted sharply over the last several decades. It wouldn't get you arrested like it apparently would in the Muggle world, but it was no longer considered socially acceptable.
"I do understand," she insisted. Seeing Padma still staring at her skeptically, she decided to share her secret with them. It was going to become public knowledge sooner or later anyway, assuming they followed through on her father's idea. "I understand because I'm the same way. Astoria and I have been together for months."
Padma now looked as surprised as Daphne was sure she herself had when she first opened the door. Parvati, on the other hand, had a different reaction.
"That's hot," she said. Padma gave her a smack on the arm, but Parvati looked at her and smiled. "What? Astoria's sexy, and don't tell me the idea of watching them fuck doesn't turn you on."
"Leaving that aside," Padma began with a blush, "aren't you afraid of getting caught? What if Harry finds out?"
"Oh, Harry already knows. He's part of it too. We have a three-way thing going."
"Okay, even you can't deny that's sexy as hell," Parvati said, nudging her sister in the ribs. Daphne giggled.
"It was really hot watching you two," Daphne said. "I mean, I only saw it for a few seconds, but the idea of it is hot at least. Though I didn't know it was you eating Padma until she said your name..."
"Well, now you know," Parvati said. "And now that we've got the awkward stuff out of the way, I don't think anything sounds hotter than you staying right where you are and watching me finish what I started."
"You cannot be serious," Padma said flatly.
"Oh, c'mon!" Parvati said in a high-pitched whine. "She isn't going to tell on us, right? Doesn't she deserve a reward? And doesn't the idea of her watching turn you on, especially knowing that she does the same thing to her sister?"
Padma fidgeted, but she didn't refuse. Sensing an opportunity for something she hadn't ever known she'd wanted until a few minutes ago but now felt she couldn't go without, Daphne made her pitch.
"If you let me stay and watch, maybe I'll talk to Tori and Harry about letting you guys watch us some time?"
Parvati's eyes lit up at that, and she turned her head to stare at Padma. The Ravenclaw didn't say anything, but sitting back down in her chair and hitching her skirt back up was answer enough. With a laugh, Parvati got back down on her knees.
That's how Daphne, moments later, found herself locking Padma's office door (how had they forgotten THAT in the first place?) and silencing the room so no one outside could hear anything. Parvati was clearly eager to please her twin and knew exactly what it would take to do so. Her lips and tongue had Padma groaning in no time, and Daphne felt herself growing hot as she stood there and watched. Her robes were becoming a major inconvenience.
"Do you mind...?" she asked, tugging at the collar of her robes. Parvati continued to work, but Padma made eye contact with Daphne just long enough to nod that it was okay. Then Parvati's fingers joined the fun, and Padma could focus on nothing but her twin.
With permission granted, Daphne stripped out of her robes and cleared a space so she could hop up onto Padma's desk. She didn't bother taking any other clothes off. Instead she followed Padma's lead by flipping her skirt up and tugging her knickers to the side. She began teasing herself with her fingers, hardly daring to blink as she watched Parvati give her twin oral sex.
As the cunnilingus continued and Padma's moans got louder, so too did the intensity of Daphne's fingering increase. Parvati slipping one finger into her sister's arse spelled the end for Padma, who grabbed the Gryffindor's hair with both hands and practically howled. The sight and sound was too much for Daphne, who announced her own release with a somewhat muted cry as she didn't want to spoil the moment for the twins.
It had been a moment none of the three would ever forget, and nothing would ruin it. Not even the fact that Daphne's climax had soiled the very reports she'd come to deliver in the first place.