Payback
Title PayBack
Author Moirae
Disclaimer I don’t own it… JKR does... And if I did own it I wouldn’t be posting it here now would I?
Pairing Charlie/Hermione/Bill
Rating NC-17
Summary Winning is good...but payback is better.
Warnings Explicit talk
Genre PWP
Author's Notes: This is my first Weasley fic. Hell this is the first fic I've posted on LJ at all. Hope you like it.
This was Payback. How many times has it been her, bound to the bed with magic, straining for some touch some release as he purred in her ear all the nasty depraved things he wanted to do to her? She watches his face as she stalks naked around the bed her deep chestnut hair tumbling around her breasts in a froth of wild curls. Her autumnal eyes gaze into his, the cerulean depths darkened with lust. His freckled skin glistening in the candlelight with a sheen of sweat as he arches off the bed trying to reach her.
“Poor baby,” She purrs running her finger down his chest lightly. “what do you want love?”
“You” he gasps out. “Merlin! I want you”
“It’s a shame you’re all tied up then.” She says slyly sliding her hand up her body over her ribs, her fingers feathering over her breasts tweaking her nipple with her fingers. Her other hand delving between her thighs her fingers sliding long the cleft and her wet heat collecting the moisture on her fingers before bringing them to her mouth. His deep growl brings her eyes to his. “ Do you want to taste me love? To slide your tongue deep inside my hot wet slit and lick my clit, and have me ride your fingers until I come apart crying your name? Do you want me on my knees? Do you want me to take you in my mouth and suck your hard cock? To fist your hands in my hair as you thrust in and out of my mouth until you come deep in my throat?”
His eyes seem to glaze over now, she watches him as his arse clenches making his cock jump under her gaze. She slides her finger deep inside herself and paints his mouth with the glistening dew that clung to her finger. His tongue snaked out to lick her finger clean groaning deep in his throat and straining to touch more of her. She slides her finger over his chin and down his torso over circling his navel and following the line of soft red hair stopping just before the thatch of russet curls at his base.
“You want to fuck me love?” She purrs into his ear. “Do you want to wrap my hair around your hand, pulling my head back as you fuck me from behind like the naughty little slut you know I am?”
Her eyes meet his as he twitches and groans and she sucks her finger deep into her mouth as if it was him her lips were enclosing. His breath begins to come in pants, the moans growing as he watches her devour her finger as if it was his cock. Her other hand pulling at her already erect nipples. Her eyes shining, a look of pure wanton lust on her face. She removes the finger from her mouth and brings it back down between her legs collecting her juices once more she uses that finger to paint his cock with her wetness, and that was all it takes. His eyes roll back in his head and he came with shout her name on his lips.
She mutters a cleaning charm and a quick Finite Incantatem on the bindings holding him to the bed.
“Damn Mia,” the soft expletive comes from behind her. “you fucking did it - I didn’t think you would be able to.” His arm snakes around her as he presses his erection into her arse grinding against her drawing a moan from her lips.
“You win, Mione.” The gruff voice from the bed sighs. “What were the stakes again?”
“Let me see if I recall exactly.” She gasps out as Bill reaches around to plunge his fingers into her. “If you guys won I was supposed to spend the weekend camping in the mountains with the two of you, no books allowed. However, since I won you both owe me 15 galleons, dinner out at a nice restaurant and tickets to that Muggle Musical Rent.”
The voice from the bed sighed again. “Well Bill, it looks like we’re taking our witch to a Muggle show.”
Hermione turned in Bills arms and grinding herself against his jutting erection, and biting her way across his collarbone with little nips that make him shudder.
“I won…I made him come with one finger. Now can the two men I love shut the fuck up and shag me senseless?” She growls into his ear.
Bill walks forward propelling her toward the bed, as Charlie reaches out and tangles his hands in her hair. “You won the bet Mione, but now my pet you will pay the price for getting Bill and I all wound up.”
Hermione smiles into his eyes as he pulls her head back and claims her mouth in a fiery kiss their tongues tangling and dueling for dominance. He lets go of her hair and pulls her up onto the bed. They approach her from either side like a pair of feral tigers, moving with that easy yet dangerous grace that those beasts seem to exude. She gasps as Bill licked up her inner thigh, she shudders as Charlie rolls her nipple between his teeth.
He mind forms one last cognitive thought before letting go of everything but the ecstasy her two lovers were making her feel.
“Payback may be a bitch, but By Merlin, was it fun.”
Author Moirae
Disclaimer I don’t own it… JKR does... And if I did own it I wouldn’t be posting it here now would I?
Pairing Charlie/Hermione/Bill
Rating NC-17
Summary Winning is good...but payback is better.
Warnings Explicit talk
Genre PWP
Author's Notes: This is my first Weasley fic. Hell this is the first fic I've posted on LJ at all. Hope you like it.
This was Payback. How many times has it been her, bound to the bed with magic, straining for some touch some release as he purred in her ear all the nasty depraved things he wanted to do to her? She watches his face as she stalks naked around the bed her deep chestnut hair tumbling around her breasts in a froth of wild curls. Her autumnal eyes gaze into his, the cerulean depths darkened with lust. His freckled skin glistening in the candlelight with a sheen of sweat as he arches off the bed trying to reach her.
“Poor baby,” She purrs running her finger down his chest lightly. “what do you want love?”
“You” he gasps out. “Merlin! I want you”
“It’s a shame you’re all tied up then.” She says slyly sliding her hand up her body over her ribs, her fingers feathering over her breasts tweaking her nipple with her fingers. Her other hand delving between her thighs her fingers sliding long the cleft and her wet heat collecting the moisture on her fingers before bringing them to her mouth. His deep growl brings her eyes to his. “ Do you want to taste me love? To slide your tongue deep inside my hot wet slit and lick my clit, and have me ride your fingers until I come apart crying your name? Do you want me on my knees? Do you want me to take you in my mouth and suck your hard cock? To fist your hands in my hair as you thrust in and out of my mouth until you come deep in my throat?”
His eyes seem to glaze over now, she watches him as his arse clenches making his cock jump under her gaze. She slides her finger deep inside herself and paints his mouth with the glistening dew that clung to her finger. His tongue snaked out to lick her finger clean groaning deep in his throat and straining to touch more of her. She slides her finger over his chin and down his torso over circling his navel and following the line of soft red hair stopping just before the thatch of russet curls at his base.
“You want to fuck me love?” She purrs into his ear. “Do you want to wrap my hair around your hand, pulling my head back as you fuck me from behind like the naughty little slut you know I am?”
Her eyes meet his as he twitches and groans and she sucks her finger deep into her mouth as if it was him her lips were enclosing. His breath begins to come in pants, the moans growing as he watches her devour her finger as if it was his cock. Her other hand pulling at her already erect nipples. Her eyes shining, a look of pure wanton lust on her face. She removes the finger from her mouth and brings it back down between her legs collecting her juices once more she uses that finger to paint his cock with her wetness, and that was all it takes. His eyes roll back in his head and he came with shout her name on his lips.
She mutters a cleaning charm and a quick Finite Incantatem on the bindings holding him to the bed.
“Damn Mia,” the soft expletive comes from behind her. “you fucking did it - I didn’t think you would be able to.” His arm snakes around her as he presses his erection into her arse grinding against her drawing a moan from her lips.
“You win, Mione.” The gruff voice from the bed sighs. “What were the stakes again?”
“Let me see if I recall exactly.” She gasps out as Bill reaches around to plunge his fingers into her. “If you guys won I was supposed to spend the weekend camping in the mountains with the two of you, no books allowed. However, since I won you both owe me 15 galleons, dinner out at a nice restaurant and tickets to that Muggle Musical Rent.”
The voice from the bed sighed again. “Well Bill, it looks like we’re taking our witch to a Muggle show.”
Hermione turned in Bills arms and grinding herself against his jutting erection, and biting her way across his collarbone with little nips that make him shudder.
“I won…I made him come with one finger. Now can the two men I love shut the fuck up and shag me senseless?” She growls into his ear.
Bill walks forward propelling her toward the bed, as Charlie reaches out and tangles his hands in her hair. “You won the bet Mione, but now my pet you will pay the price for getting Bill and I all wound up.”
Hermione smiles into his eyes as he pulls her head back and claims her mouth in a fiery kiss their tongues tangling and dueling for dominance. He lets go of her hair and pulls her up onto the bed. They approach her from either side like a pair of feral tigers, moving with that easy yet dangerous grace that those beasts seem to exude. She gasps as Bill licked up her inner thigh, she shudders as Charlie rolls her nipple between his teeth.
He mind forms one last cognitive thought before letting go of everything but the ecstasy her two lovers were making her feel.
“Payback may be a bitch, but By Merlin, was it fun.”