Harry/Ginny smutlet, "Familiar Places"
"Familiar Places"
HP | Harry/Ginny | Adult | 585 words
Prompts: added bonus, tower, quick
Written for oxoniensis's porn battle XI | Cross-posted from here.
Hogwarts is different now, the old familiar places turned to new uses.
Harry never thought he'd go back to Hogwarts after it was all over, after Voldemort was dead. But then, he'd never really expected to live to worry about his future. Somehow, he's alive still. Again.
If he wants a job that he actually earned, not just some handout for being the Boy Who Lived, he'll have to finish school, so he goes back. He's always loved Hogwarts. It's his home. But it's never been like this before.
The common room is not just a place to study anymore: the overstuffed chairs and the firelight don't just encourage friendship and camaraderie. Ginny straddles his lap on that overstuffed chair and sinks down, and the firelight reflects a warm glow off her pale, freckled skin as he draws one nipple into his mouth. She throws back her head and gasps, her muscles gripping him tightly as she begins to move. She's surrounding him, above him and in front of him and all he can see or touch, and Harry thrusts up into her and tries desperately not to come too fast, the colors of the upholstery and her hair blending together into a sumptuous collage of red and gold.
He's snuck out under the invisibility cloak a hundred times, maybe even a thousand times, but it's never been as useful as it is now. He can wrap himself and Ginny in it, and they can slip out into the hall and into the Astronomy Tower without anyone seeing them. He's taller now, and Ginny's nearly as tall as he is, but if they have to snuggle up so they can fit under the cloak it's not exactly a hardship. Harry wraps his arms around Ginny's waist from behind and fits his hips against hers, nudging her arse so she can feel that he's already half-hard just from knowing where they're going and what they're about to do. Ginny moans softly and rocks back against him, and they never get farther than the bottom of the staircase that leads into the Astronomy Tower before she's bracing her hands against the wall and looking back over her shoulder in invitation. Harry can hardly undo his trousers fast enough.
Harry can't believe he never thought of using the Room of Requirement for this, before. How could he have been so bloody dense? There's an enormous bed in the middle, and a tub big enough for two, and Ginny is dragging him in by the hand and pushing him down on the bed and it's basically the best thing imaginable. Then she's kissing her way down his chest and pressing her mouth to his crotch, breathing hot and damp against his hardened cock through layers of fabric and he was wrong -- this is the best thing ever.
Harry learns a lot in his final year at Hogwarts. He learns about the hidden stairwells and the abandoned classrooms and the back corner of greenhouse number five. He learns about the sensitivity of the back of Ginny's neck and the way her knees are ticklish, and the sounds she makes when she's falling apart around him. He learns what she can do with her tongue and her hands and her Gryffindor tie. Also, he goes to class and reads about spells and passes his NEWTs and stuff. That's an added bonus.
HP | Harry/Ginny | Adult | 585 words
Prompts: added bonus, tower, quick
Written for oxoniensis's porn battle XI | Cross-posted from here.
Hogwarts is different now, the old familiar places turned to new uses.
Harry never thought he'd go back to Hogwarts after it was all over, after Voldemort was dead. But then, he'd never really expected to live to worry about his future. Somehow, he's alive still. Again.
If he wants a job that he actually earned, not just some handout for being the Boy Who Lived, he'll have to finish school, so he goes back. He's always loved Hogwarts. It's his home. But it's never been like this before.
The common room is not just a place to study anymore: the overstuffed chairs and the firelight don't just encourage friendship and camaraderie. Ginny straddles his lap on that overstuffed chair and sinks down, and the firelight reflects a warm glow off her pale, freckled skin as he draws one nipple into his mouth. She throws back her head and gasps, her muscles gripping him tightly as she begins to move. She's surrounding him, above him and in front of him and all he can see or touch, and Harry thrusts up into her and tries desperately not to come too fast, the colors of the upholstery and her hair blending together into a sumptuous collage of red and gold.
He's snuck out under the invisibility cloak a hundred times, maybe even a thousand times, but it's never been as useful as it is now. He can wrap himself and Ginny in it, and they can slip out into the hall and into the Astronomy Tower without anyone seeing them. He's taller now, and Ginny's nearly as tall as he is, but if they have to snuggle up so they can fit under the cloak it's not exactly a hardship. Harry wraps his arms around Ginny's waist from behind and fits his hips against hers, nudging her arse so she can feel that he's already half-hard just from knowing where they're going and what they're about to do. Ginny moans softly and rocks back against him, and they never get farther than the bottom of the staircase that leads into the Astronomy Tower before she's bracing her hands against the wall and looking back over her shoulder in invitation. Harry can hardly undo his trousers fast enough.
Harry can't believe he never thought of using the Room of Requirement for this, before. How could he have been so bloody dense? There's an enormous bed in the middle, and a tub big enough for two, and Ginny is dragging him in by the hand and pushing him down on the bed and it's basically the best thing imaginable. Then she's kissing her way down his chest and pressing her mouth to his crotch, breathing hot and damp against his hardened cock through layers of fabric and he was wrong -- this is the best thing ever.
Harry learns a lot in his final year at Hogwarts. He learns about the hidden stairwells and the abandoned classrooms and the back corner of greenhouse number five. He learns about the sensitivity of the back of Ginny's neck and the way her knees are ticklish, and the sounds she makes when she's falling apart around him. He learns what she can do with her tongue and her hands and her Gryffindor tie. Also, he goes to class and reads about spells and passes his NEWTs and stuff. That's an added bonus.