Day 1 - Caught [Harry/Pansy]

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Title: Caught
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Word Count: 1577 words
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Oral, dubcon
Challenge: #1 - Oral sex, thunderstorm
Author's Notes: Stayed up past my bedtime, but I finished it! Un-betaed.
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.



The storm roared around Hogwarts, the heavy rain flooding the lower grounds, making it impossible to leave the castle and return dry. Seeing as the storm was no ordinary storm no magic could stop the rain, and the wind penetrated any heating spell, so nobody wished to leave leave the dry and warm castle.

Normally, Harry would be sitting in front of the fireplace in the common room, having fun with his two best friends; unfortunately things were not as they once used to be as his two best friends discovered their feelings and chose to admit it out loud. While Harry was happy they finally dared to open up, it made him feel like the third wheel, which was why he often left them so they could be together as much as possible before the summer vacation.

Seeing them together, smiling as soft words traveled between them, made him regret turning down Ginny’s proposal for them to go on a date. He regretted turning her down, but knew deep down it was the right decision, especially because he didn’t return her feelings.

Remembering the fun moments he walked through the empty halls --except for the portraits and an occasionally ghost-- of the castle which had become more of a home for him than his aunts house was. He lost track of time as he blindly let his feet lead him through the darkened hallway, taking a left, then two rights, going up and down stairs, not knowing where he was going.

He didn’t pay the portraits any attention as they questioned his presence. The thing which did pull him out of his zombie state was a voice, a voice he recognised at once.

“What are you doing here? It’s past curfew,” she said behind him. Harry stopped and turned around, regretting it at once as his cheeks heated up as he noticed her uniform. It was the same uniform as they always wore, except for the lack of a vest, and buttons. They were still there, the buttons, but he struggled to see them as his eyes kept moving to her cleavage.

“I’m… eh, walking.” Speaking turned out to be a challenge as seeing more skin than he was used to kept distracting him, making his body react in a way he wasn’t used to..

“Did you know it’s past curfew?”

Looking down the hall behind her he almost expected to see Draco, who would certainly report him to Snape, who would then punish him with tedious tasks during his detention. However, the young heir was nowhere to be seen, which had to mean she was alone. “I didn’t know,” he replied honestly, still struggling to find the proper words.

“Not knowing is no excuse, so dont think because you’re Harry Potter I’ll let you off easy like others might have.” It was common knowledge Harry had more lives than a cat, but it wasn’t as if he wanted to be treated different.

“I don’t want any special treatment,” he stated, pulling his eyes away from her chest.

“Good, because I’m not giving it to you.”

Flashes of white caught their attention, not long after thunder broke the silence between them. However, the storm outside didn’t diminish the strange sensation which slowly grew in his groin, increasing the humiliation he would feel if she discovered his bulge.

“Could you please give me my punishment so I can return to my room?”

“Why in a hurry? Do you have someone waiting for you?” While her question was simple, Harry couldn’t help feeling as if she was hinting to something else, something which was a private thing between himself and his best friend’s little sister.

“No.”

“Then why are you so eager to leave?” As she said that she changed her pose slightly, and his eyes were once again drawn towards her cleavage, but unlike the beginning he could see the edge of her bra. The tiny piece of dark pink fabric was enough to send blood rushing to his groin.

She knew what she was doing, how to act in order to make the boys do whatever she wanted, how to move, to speak, and to look at him. Harry was certain it was all a game, but even with that knowledge he found it difficult to turn away.

Pansy took a deep breath, the fabric around her chest tightening slightly. “Oh my, aren't you happy to see me.” Harry didn’t understand what she was aiming for, not until he noticed the direction she was looking in, his crotch. Embarrassed that he was caught he turned away, covering the bulge with his hands.

Harry groaned and apologised, then closed his eyes to think of something which would soften his cock. Before he’d even imagined something boring he felt a hand caress his back-- for some reason he hadn't heard her approaching him.

“Don’t be ashamed, you’re not the first one to react like this.” Her hand slowly moved around his waist, reaching for his hands. Harry was startled by her eagerness and pulled away.

His mouth opened a second, but just as he was about to ask her what she was doing his voice vanished as his eyes moved towards her breasts, staring at the bra that was teasing him. “Can you please cover yourself?” he asked. As soon as she smiled he knew she wouldn’t listen.

“You’re adorable. Are you still a virgin?” He didn't reply, but judging by her smile she probably knew the answer.

“Why don’t you tell me how many hours detention I have so I can return to my friends.”

“Detention? Why would I give you detention if I can punish you right here and now?” Harry swallowed nervously, his face heating up, his cock pulsing slightly in his trousers.

“What?” he managed to ask before his voice cracked.

“Oh, I think it’s a brilliant plan.” Harry wasn’t able to move before she closed the space between them and pushed her hand between his, groping his hard cock. “Mmmm, nice and hard.” Harry moaned as he tried to push her hands away, to no avail. Harry wanted to speak, but he forgot how to as all the blood had left his brain.

Before he was able to react to her boldness she had unbuttoned his trousers and pushed them halfway down his thighs, revealing his underwear. “Red, what is it with boys and house colours?” Harry wanted to ask what she meant by house colours, but as he opened his mouth she pushed to underwear down to the trousers, exposing his hard cock.

Harry knew the right thing to do was to stop her, to push her away and dress himself, then run, and maybe warn a teacher of her behaviour, but as she commented on his size, which Harry was certain was a lie since Harry didn’t think there was anything impressive with the size of his cock.

Pansy continued to surprise him by dropping down to her knees in front of him, grabbing the base of his cock and swallowing him before he was even able to breathe.

The first thing which happened was that his legs trembled as she sucked. When her tongue crossed the head of his cock he gasped for air and looked for something to hold onto to keep himself from falling. After trying to reach for something he couldn’t be sure was there, while keeping his eyes locked on Pansy as she moved her head back and forth, he gave up his faint attempt to protest and fisted her hair.

In the beginning he let her move as she wished, but as his orgasm drew nearer he couldn't help taking charge, deciding how long she should keep her head in place, how deep his cock should go, and how fast he should fuck her mouth. If she’d protested he might have stopped, but the only sound which escaped her was a sensual moan, pushing him until his breath got caught in his throat and he couldn’t stop himself.

It felt as if his mind broke free from his body for a few seconds as he came, holding her head in place for him to come deep down her throat. He wasn’t aware of her presence as he came, and it wasn’t as the first wave had passed that he heard her. Looking down their eyes met, and instantly he felt guilty for what he’d done.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, pulling out of her mouth and quickly dressing himself.

To his shock she didn’t look at him as if he was a disgusting human, instead she was smiling, and looking rather pleased. “You might be a virgin, but you sure know how to fuck a mouth.”

Harry moved his eyes to his feet, finding it difficult to look her in her eyes after what he had done. She didn’t sound angry, but that didn’t stop him from finding his actions disgusting.

“I have to go now, before someone might come looking for me. I’ll see you around, Potter.” She left him before he had a chance to stop her, not that he knew what to say if she cared to listen.

Lightning struck again as he was finally alone again, thunder following soon after. Needing a cold shower to cool off after the completely wrong, but still delicious moment, he headed towards the closest exit, hoping the cold rain would cool off his hot body.