May 23rd: Senseless
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hp_may_madnessTitle: May 23rd: Senseless
Characters or Pairing: Daphne/Harry/Astoria
Word Count: 978
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling Incest
Challenge: Day 23: Sensory Deprivation
This is totally unfair, Daphne wanted to say. It's what she would've said, but she didn't currently have the ability to speak.
It had been her idea to play their little blindfold game a few days earlier, and because of that Harry had been adamant that today she be on the receiving end of something he and Astoria thought up. She'd gone along with it, but she was beginning to regret it. While she knew full well how dirty her sister's mind was, sometimes she forgot how kinky Harry could get when he really went all in. Today was becoming a very frustrating reminder.
She hadn't been too surprised when Astoria placed the blindfold over her eyes. That had seemed fair enough, and she was kind of looking forward to the possibility of trying to figure out whether it was Harry or Astoria going down on her at any given time. But the blindfold had only been the start.
She was going to protest when Astoria cast a spell that took away her hearing, but a silencing spell followed before she could actually get it out. Now she could only lay on her back and wait impotently for them to do what they wished with her. Smell wasn't much use at the moment, so she was craving touch. Fortunately for her, she received plenty of it.
Less fortunately, it was random and designed to frustrate her. They'd give her breast a brief squeeze, then pull back and stroke her hair. Fingers would trail along her inner thighs and get so tantalizingly close to where she wanted them, only to inevitably move away to less erogenous areas. Had she been able to talk, she'd be cursing them both out in frustration and demanding they get on with it. Since she couldn't do that, she just grit her teeth and prayed they'd move things along soon.
One moment she was groaning impatiently about a complete lack of touch, and the next moment a cock smacked her across the face. She flinched, and a few more smacks followed until she figured out what she was expected to do. Daphne obediently parted her lips, and the cock accepted the invitation into her open mouth. She sealed her lips around it and sucked diligently. It was immediately obvious that this was the real thing, meaning it was Harry she was currently sucking off instead of Astoria wearing "The Harry."
She didn't have to wonder long about what her little sister was up to, because her mouth went to work on Daphne's sex moments later. If she hadn't already known it was Astoria's mouth on her, she would've been able to figure it out once she got started. The little minx was up to her usual tricks, teasing her with her tongue and getting her worked up without truly giving her what she wanted.
Just when Daphne was really getting into it, Harry pulled out of her mouth, Astoria's licking stopped and she was left with nothing. She groaned loudly, but obviously no one heard it, not even herself.
Then she was being lifted off of her back and her position on the bed was adjusted. She didn't fight it, allowing them to reposition her so she was on her hands and knees. Apparently Harry and Astoria had swapped places, because he thrust into her from behind. She had a few seconds to appreciate that before a hand cupped her jaw and a pair of lips surged forward to kiss her. Yep, definitely Astoria, unless Harry had suddenly started wearing lipstick. She sighed into the kiss, and Astoria's tongue darted forward to claim her mouth. Tori continued to kiss her, and her hands played with Daphne's bouncing breasts as Harry took her doggy style.
Without vision, speech or sound, Daphne felt like the senses she had left were hypersensitive. Every time Harry thrust into her, she was hyperaware of both his cock sliding into her and his hips smacking against her arse. She felt every squeeze of her breasts from Astoria, tasted their kiss, felt every movement of her tongue. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.
Though she couldn't voice her pleasure, she was indeed enjoying this strange, memorable experience, and clearly she wasn't the only one. After a few more deep thrusts, Harry went still and shot his seed deep inside of her. He pulled out after he was done, giving her bum a parting squeeze and pat as he did so.
Moments later the blindfold was removed, and her other senses were returned to her. Daphne squinted at the sudden brightness and felt disoriented about her hearing returning. Time to test out her voice.
"Well, that was interesting," she said, her voice sounding strange to her own ears. "Maybe next time we'll--"
"We aren't done with this time yet," Astoria interrupted. "That was fun, but now it's my turn." She laid flat on the bed and spread her legs, exposing herself to Daphne. "You need to see what you're doing if you're going to do a good job down there."
"You didn't need to give me my voice or my hearing back for that," Daphne pointed out. She moved down onto her belly between her sister's spread legs.
"True," Astoria agreed. "But I want you to be able to hear my screams."
"And my voice?" Daphne asked. From her vantage point between her sister's legs, it was easy to see how excited Astoria was to put her to work.
"Eh, not like you'll be getting a chance to use it any time soon," Astoria said, pointing between her legs.
Daphne nodded and dove in. She didn't say anything for the next twenty or thirty minutes, but her mouth still got plenty of use. Astoria was so loud that she almost wished she still couldn't hear anything. Almost, but not quite.
Characters or Pairing: Daphne/Harry/Astoria
Word Count: 978
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling Incest
Challenge: Day 23: Sensory Deprivation
This is totally unfair, Daphne wanted to say. It's what she would've said, but she didn't currently have the ability to speak.
It had been her idea to play their little blindfold game a few days earlier, and because of that Harry had been adamant that today she be on the receiving end of something he and Astoria thought up. She'd gone along with it, but she was beginning to regret it. While she knew full well how dirty her sister's mind was, sometimes she forgot how kinky Harry could get when he really went all in. Today was becoming a very frustrating reminder.
She hadn't been too surprised when Astoria placed the blindfold over her eyes. That had seemed fair enough, and she was kind of looking forward to the possibility of trying to figure out whether it was Harry or Astoria going down on her at any given time. But the blindfold had only been the start.
She was going to protest when Astoria cast a spell that took away her hearing, but a silencing spell followed before she could actually get it out. Now she could only lay on her back and wait impotently for them to do what they wished with her. Smell wasn't much use at the moment, so she was craving touch. Fortunately for her, she received plenty of it.
Less fortunately, it was random and designed to frustrate her. They'd give her breast a brief squeeze, then pull back and stroke her hair. Fingers would trail along her inner thighs and get so tantalizingly close to where she wanted them, only to inevitably move away to less erogenous areas. Had she been able to talk, she'd be cursing them both out in frustration and demanding they get on with it. Since she couldn't do that, she just grit her teeth and prayed they'd move things along soon.
One moment she was groaning impatiently about a complete lack of touch, and the next moment a cock smacked her across the face. She flinched, and a few more smacks followed until she figured out what she was expected to do. Daphne obediently parted her lips, and the cock accepted the invitation into her open mouth. She sealed her lips around it and sucked diligently. It was immediately obvious that this was the real thing, meaning it was Harry she was currently sucking off instead of Astoria wearing "The Harry."
She didn't have to wonder long about what her little sister was up to, because her mouth went to work on Daphne's sex moments later. If she hadn't already known it was Astoria's mouth on her, she would've been able to figure it out once she got started. The little minx was up to her usual tricks, teasing her with her tongue and getting her worked up without truly giving her what she wanted.
Just when Daphne was really getting into it, Harry pulled out of her mouth, Astoria's licking stopped and she was left with nothing. She groaned loudly, but obviously no one heard it, not even herself.
Then she was being lifted off of her back and her position on the bed was adjusted. She didn't fight it, allowing them to reposition her so she was on her hands and knees. Apparently Harry and Astoria had swapped places, because he thrust into her from behind. She had a few seconds to appreciate that before a hand cupped her jaw and a pair of lips surged forward to kiss her. Yep, definitely Astoria, unless Harry had suddenly started wearing lipstick. She sighed into the kiss, and Astoria's tongue darted forward to claim her mouth. Tori continued to kiss her, and her hands played with Daphne's bouncing breasts as Harry took her doggy style.
Without vision, speech or sound, Daphne felt like the senses she had left were hypersensitive. Every time Harry thrust into her, she was hyperaware of both his cock sliding into her and his hips smacking against her arse. She felt every squeeze of her breasts from Astoria, tasted their kiss, felt every movement of her tongue. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.
Though she couldn't voice her pleasure, she was indeed enjoying this strange, memorable experience, and clearly she wasn't the only one. After a few more deep thrusts, Harry went still and shot his seed deep inside of her. He pulled out after he was done, giving her bum a parting squeeze and pat as he did so.
Moments later the blindfold was removed, and her other senses were returned to her. Daphne squinted at the sudden brightness and felt disoriented about her hearing returning. Time to test out her voice.
"Well, that was interesting," she said, her voice sounding strange to her own ears. "Maybe next time we'll--"
"We aren't done with this time yet," Astoria interrupted. "That was fun, but now it's my turn." She laid flat on the bed and spread her legs, exposing herself to Daphne. "You need to see what you're doing if you're going to do a good job down there."
"You didn't need to give me my voice or my hearing back for that," Daphne pointed out. She moved down onto her belly between her sister's spread legs.
"True," Astoria agreed. "But I want you to be able to hear my screams."
"And my voice?" Daphne asked. From her vantage point between her sister's legs, it was easy to see how excited Astoria was to put her to work.
"Eh, not like you'll be getting a chance to use it any time soon," Astoria said, pointing between her legs.
Daphne nodded and dove in. She didn't say anything for the next twenty or thirty minutes, but her mouth still got plenty of use. Astoria was so loud that she almost wished she still couldn't hear anything. Almost, but not quite.