May 25th: Scream My Name
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hp_may_madnessTitle: May 25th: Scream My Name
Characters or Pairing: Astoria/Harry
Word Count: 678
Rating: NC-17
Warnings:
Challenge: Day 25: Say my name
Astoria wasn't quite sure how this had happened. One minute she and Harry were cleaning up the last few things in her soon to be former flat, carrying on a pleasant conversation until they were interrupted by a loud shouting match in the flat above hers. That led to Harry musing this was never an issue at the house thanks to the wards. They were always free to do and say whatever they wanted there, but any time they'd had fun in the flat they'd had to be careful. A noise complaint could've gotten her in trouble with the owner, possibly even kicked out. While silencing charms were always an option, she wasn't allowed to keep them up for more than a few hours at a time (security reasons, allegedly.) It was a pain to cast and recast them throughout whichever parts of the flat she thought might need them during any given encounter (so the entire flat, basically.) That's why her sexcapades with Harry and Daphne had almost always been in their home, and they tried to show at least a bit of restraint whenever they fooled around in the flat.
Then Harry remarked that this wasn't a problem now. She'd essentially lived with he and Daphne for weeks already, but today officially marked the last time she would ever step foot in this flat. They could make as much noise as they wanted today without any fear of consequences. The thought was irresistible. It had only taken a few seconds for her to pull him in for a kiss, and things quickly escalated from there.
She was taking full advantage of her situation and being as loud as she pleased, not caring if her neighbors heard her. At her urging, Harry was holding her up against the wall and fucking her, hard. Her body thumped against the wall with every thrust, and she continued to beg, pant and scream for more.
"Keep going! Harder!" she demanded. About the only restraint she showed was not using his name--the neighbors hearing her getting shagged was one thing, but she didn't want any of them to know it was her brother-in-law doing the shagging. Not before Tracey published her article at least.
She knew Harry honestly hadn't been expecting anything when he made the remark that started all of this, but he was perfectly happy to play along and give her what she wanted. He had a firm grip on her arse cheeks, holding her in place with her legs wrapped around him. Harry held nothing back and slammed into her with all the force he could muster. It was a good thing all the pictures and things had already been packed away, because there would've been a decent chance of something falling over and shattering thanks to the force of their fucking.
"You're almost there, aren't you?!" she shouted. His only response was a groan as he continued, his pace not slowing in the slightest. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head. She couldn't say his name, but there was no reason he couldn't say hers. No one had seen him enter her flat earlier, and he could just apparate away after they were done to avoid any chance of someone seeing him leave. All anyone would know is that Astoria had enjoyed a hard, not to mention loud, shag on her last day in the flat.
"Say my name!" she ordered. She glared into his eyes as she said it to make sure he knew she was serious. He stared back as his thrusts continued, then his eyes drifted shut, he gave her one final thrust and went still, buried deep inside of her and pinning her to the wall, and...
"ASTORIA!"
Yep, everyone in the flat complex had to have heard that one.
"It's probably best if you get dressed and apparate out," she whispered moments later. She gave him a quick kiss and helped him refasten his trousers. "I have a feeling I'm about to get some complaints from my soon to be ex-neighbors."
Characters or Pairing: Astoria/Harry
Word Count: 678
Rating: NC-17
Warnings:
Challenge: Day 25: Say my name
Astoria wasn't quite sure how this had happened. One minute she and Harry were cleaning up the last few things in her soon to be former flat, carrying on a pleasant conversation until they were interrupted by a loud shouting match in the flat above hers. That led to Harry musing this was never an issue at the house thanks to the wards. They were always free to do and say whatever they wanted there, but any time they'd had fun in the flat they'd had to be careful. A noise complaint could've gotten her in trouble with the owner, possibly even kicked out. While silencing charms were always an option, she wasn't allowed to keep them up for more than a few hours at a time (security reasons, allegedly.) It was a pain to cast and recast them throughout whichever parts of the flat she thought might need them during any given encounter (so the entire flat, basically.) That's why her sexcapades with Harry and Daphne had almost always been in their home, and they tried to show at least a bit of restraint whenever they fooled around in the flat.
Then Harry remarked that this wasn't a problem now. She'd essentially lived with he and Daphne for weeks already, but today officially marked the last time she would ever step foot in this flat. They could make as much noise as they wanted today without any fear of consequences. The thought was irresistible. It had only taken a few seconds for her to pull him in for a kiss, and things quickly escalated from there.
She was taking full advantage of her situation and being as loud as she pleased, not caring if her neighbors heard her. At her urging, Harry was holding her up against the wall and fucking her, hard. Her body thumped against the wall with every thrust, and she continued to beg, pant and scream for more.
"Keep going! Harder!" she demanded. About the only restraint she showed was not using his name--the neighbors hearing her getting shagged was one thing, but she didn't want any of them to know it was her brother-in-law doing the shagging. Not before Tracey published her article at least.
She knew Harry honestly hadn't been expecting anything when he made the remark that started all of this, but he was perfectly happy to play along and give her what she wanted. He had a firm grip on her arse cheeks, holding her in place with her legs wrapped around him. Harry held nothing back and slammed into her with all the force he could muster. It was a good thing all the pictures and things had already been packed away, because there would've been a decent chance of something falling over and shattering thanks to the force of their fucking.
"You're almost there, aren't you?!" she shouted. His only response was a groan as he continued, his pace not slowing in the slightest. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head. She couldn't say his name, but there was no reason he couldn't say hers. No one had seen him enter her flat earlier, and he could just apparate away after they were done to avoid any chance of someone seeing him leave. All anyone would know is that Astoria had enjoyed a hard, not to mention loud, shag on her last day in the flat.
"Say my name!" she ordered. She glared into his eyes as she said it to make sure he knew she was serious. He stared back as his thrusts continued, then his eyes drifted shut, he gave her one final thrust and went still, buried deep inside of her and pinning her to the wall, and...
"ASTORIA!"
Yep, everyone in the flat complex had to have heard that one.
"It's probably best if you get dressed and apparate out," she whispered moments later. She gave him a quick kiss and helped him refasten his trousers. "I have a feeling I'm about to get some complaints from my soon to be ex-neighbors."