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Title: This Is What the World Needs More Of
Pairing: Hermione/Pansy/Bellatrix
Word count: 1156
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters and universe are property of JKR, Scholastic & other assorted publishers, and the WB....and I certainly wouldnt' be posting this for free if I could get money from it!
Notes: This is for the The Internet Is For Porn challenge over at pornish_pixies, which since I'm not a member of I've posted here, which is hopefully proper ettiquite, even though they've said that watchers can get in on this challenge! Also, I was struck by laughter when Word told me that a sentence about a quantity of orgasms was a fragment....well, I thought that the amount might be adequate! lol
Warnings: Other than that it hasn't been Betaed, nothing, really. just the (hopefully) hottness. =)
Hermione always loved her computer. She was one of those kids whose parents had always bought the newest math or reading blaster…at two or three grade levels higher. She built her own computer when she was 9, a masterpiece that was still useable when the newest software and operating system had come out when she was 12 and home from Hogwarts for the summer.
Now she was 17 (well, 18 if you count all that time with the time turner), and home for the summer before her last year at Hogwarts, and it was little surprise to see her at her newest home-built computer. It was a surprise to see her wearing a shirt which read “If I can build a computer, I can make you cum,” but she could easily explain that; her cousin bought it for her a few years back. She was surfing the web when the tell-tale crack of apparition tore her attention away from the screen, and Bellatrix and Pansy had her at wandpoint.
Luckily for her, a pop-up window came up right then, a Girls Gone Wild ad in all it’s glory, and the two Death Eaters were distracted. Pansy said “So, the know-it-all has a thing for girl on girl action, does she?” and raised her eyebrows at Bella knowingly.
“Perhaps she ought to demonstrate her abilities,” Bella replied, smirking at the text that was draped across Hermione’s breasts. “If they’re good we just might not go and kill those muggle parents of hers.”
“Perhaps not,” Pansy replied nonchalantly. “What’s the going rate for ignoring the presence of those we were sent to be killed? Ten orgasms per person?”
“I think that was it.” Bella said, turning to Hermione. “That includes you, you know. So that’s 30 orgasms you owe each of us. I’d recommend getting to work, because someone always comes and checks on us, makes sure that we haven’t forgotten what our orders were.”
Hermione licks her lips, and says “Just a second” rather primly, as she goes back to the computer, and brings up some porn that she’s archived (just for educative purposes). Once the obligatory porn was playing, she transfigures her chair into one of those fun beds that’s adjustable - the ones they put in the front of mattress stores because people enjoy making them recline or put their feet up or have some strange combination of positions. She adjusts the bed so that it looks a bit like a lounge chair, and then gestures to the two to lie down.
She conjures some popcorn, licorice sticks, and beverages, and says “for your enjoyment”, then strips, casts a de-robing spell, and gets up onto the bed. She starts with Bella (because she was taught to always respect her elders), slinking across the bed and running her hand up Bella’s leg as she presses a kiss to her nipple. While her tongue skates back and forth teasingly on the nipple, she runs one hand up and down Bella’s legs and across her groin, never placing her fingers directly onto her pussy. Her other arm skates across Pansy’s belly, briefly dipping into her bellybutton in a playful, almost-fucking sort of way. Pansy laughs as Bella moans. Hermione smiles.
“Get closer together,” Hermione says, and as they do she straddles one of each of their legs, and presses kisses to the breasts of Bella and Pansy with a flick of the tongue to each of the pert nipples, eliciting a gasp and a moan respectively. Hermione begins the teasing for Pansy, while she finally lets her fingers touch Bella where she so badly wants it, and Bella arches into her hand.
The figures on the screen are doing a 69 while another couple is using a strap-on, and a fifth figure is masturbating voyeuristically. “Fuck,” Bella moans, “I didn’t know muggles had machines for this. How much does it cost?” Her last sentence came out breathily, as she watched Hermione dip her fingers between her slits.
“This? Well, the electricity can be magicked up, the computer costs a little bit, and there’s the internet access, but the porn itself is free-most of it anyways” As she said this, she thrust two fingers inside of Bella, her thumb brushing on her clit. And as Bella came, she started licking Pansy’s clit, bringing the younger woman over the edge. The porn behind Hermione must have been good, she reflected, because Bella came at least twice from what she could tell. She looked up to move back to Pansy’s nipples and let her right hand drift down to that hot little cunt, and saw a look of passion between her and Bella. “You two kiss.” Hermione ordered on instinct, and sped up her hands, making Pansy moan. As the two kiss they both come again, and when the woman on the screen came with an amazing half moan-half scream, Pansy comes, moaning into Bella’s mouth.
Hermione, ever wanting to learn more and experiment to see what worked best, decided to try more of the dominant behavior. “Pansy, why don’t you give some attention to Bella’s beautiful breasts…I’m a bit busy with yours.” Pansy eagerly touches Bella’s lush skin, in such a teasing manner that Hermione imagines that she must have had a bit of imperius in her voice to have gotten Pansy to mimic Hermione’s earlier actions. Bella came again, Pansy’s name spilling from her lips in a way that made Hermione wish that it was her name instead.
Not wanting to let the two get bored with her simple ministrations, she wordlessly charmed her wand to click the last link on her favourites bar - the one that she hadn’t quite had the nerve to watch, but couldn’t look away either; the one that she had to save because she knew that she could learn so much from watching. It worked like a charm, drawing the two Death Eater’s attention and making them move without knowing it; and Hermione wordlessly charmed the fingers in each of their gloriously wet cunts to be longer, and fused them together, then drove them in and out, still rubbing her thumb over the throbbing clits, and they came, and came and came until Hermione worried they might not be able to breathe. Then she moved up and kissed them both and whispered “So, how many times did you come?”
The next week, when she was sitting at the computer, she heard two pops, and turned to see Bella and Pansy there again. “What’d he think of them?” she asked, referring to the computers she had made and modified for the two Death Eaters.
“You know, the Dark Lord has stopped his quest for immortality and world domination. Even can stand the muggles. Seems all he needed was a lot of porn.” Pansy replied.
“I think we all could use some porn,” Hermione said with a smile, “And after all, isn’t that what the internet is for?”
Title: This Is What the World Needs More Of
Pairing: Hermione/Pansy/Bellatrix
Word count: 1156
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters and universe are property of JKR, Scholastic & other assorted publishers, and the WB....and I certainly wouldnt' be posting this for free if I could get money from it!
Notes: This is for the The Internet Is For Porn challenge over at pornish_pixies, which since I'm not a member of I've posted here, which is hopefully proper ettiquite, even though they've said that watchers can get in on this challenge! Also, I was struck by laughter when Word told me that a sentence about a quantity of orgasms was a fragment....well, I thought that the amount might be adequate! lol
Warnings: Other than that it hasn't been Betaed, nothing, really. just the (hopefully) hottness. =)
Hermione always loved her computer. She was one of those kids whose parents had always bought the newest math or reading blaster…at two or three grade levels higher. She built her own computer when she was 9, a masterpiece that was still useable when the newest software and operating system had come out when she was 12 and home from Hogwarts for the summer.
Now she was 17 (well, 18 if you count all that time with the time turner), and home for the summer before her last year at Hogwarts, and it was little surprise to see her at her newest home-built computer. It was a surprise to see her wearing a shirt which read “If I can build a computer, I can make you cum,” but she could easily explain that; her cousin bought it for her a few years back. She was surfing the web when the tell-tale crack of apparition tore her attention away from the screen, and Bellatrix and Pansy had her at wandpoint.
Luckily for her, a pop-up window came up right then, a Girls Gone Wild ad in all it’s glory, and the two Death Eaters were distracted. Pansy said “So, the know-it-all has a thing for girl on girl action, does she?” and raised her eyebrows at Bella knowingly.
“Perhaps she ought to demonstrate her abilities,” Bella replied, smirking at the text that was draped across Hermione’s breasts. “If they’re good we just might not go and kill those muggle parents of hers.”
“Perhaps not,” Pansy replied nonchalantly. “What’s the going rate for ignoring the presence of those we were sent to be killed? Ten orgasms per person?”
“I think that was it.” Bella said, turning to Hermione. “That includes you, you know. So that’s 30 orgasms you owe each of us. I’d recommend getting to work, because someone always comes and checks on us, makes sure that we haven’t forgotten what our orders were.”
Hermione licks her lips, and says “Just a second” rather primly, as she goes back to the computer, and brings up some porn that she’s archived (just for educative purposes). Once the obligatory porn was playing, she transfigures her chair into one of those fun beds that’s adjustable - the ones they put in the front of mattress stores because people enjoy making them recline or put their feet up or have some strange combination of positions. She adjusts the bed so that it looks a bit like a lounge chair, and then gestures to the two to lie down.
She conjures some popcorn, licorice sticks, and beverages, and says “for your enjoyment”, then strips, casts a de-robing spell, and gets up onto the bed. She starts with Bella (because she was taught to always respect her elders), slinking across the bed and running her hand up Bella’s leg as she presses a kiss to her nipple. While her tongue skates back and forth teasingly on the nipple, she runs one hand up and down Bella’s legs and across her groin, never placing her fingers directly onto her pussy. Her other arm skates across Pansy’s belly, briefly dipping into her bellybutton in a playful, almost-fucking sort of way. Pansy laughs as Bella moans. Hermione smiles.
“Get closer together,” Hermione says, and as they do she straddles one of each of their legs, and presses kisses to the breasts of Bella and Pansy with a flick of the tongue to each of the pert nipples, eliciting a gasp and a moan respectively. Hermione begins the teasing for Pansy, while she finally lets her fingers touch Bella where she so badly wants it, and Bella arches into her hand.
The figures on the screen are doing a 69 while another couple is using a strap-on, and a fifth figure is masturbating voyeuristically. “Fuck,” Bella moans, “I didn’t know muggles had machines for this. How much does it cost?” Her last sentence came out breathily, as she watched Hermione dip her fingers between her slits.
“This? Well, the electricity can be magicked up, the computer costs a little bit, and there’s the internet access, but the porn itself is free-most of it anyways” As she said this, she thrust two fingers inside of Bella, her thumb brushing on her clit. And as Bella came, she started licking Pansy’s clit, bringing the younger woman over the edge. The porn behind Hermione must have been good, she reflected, because Bella came at least twice from what she could tell. She looked up to move back to Pansy’s nipples and let her right hand drift down to that hot little cunt, and saw a look of passion between her and Bella. “You two kiss.” Hermione ordered on instinct, and sped up her hands, making Pansy moan. As the two kiss they both come again, and when the woman on the screen came with an amazing half moan-half scream, Pansy comes, moaning into Bella’s mouth.
Hermione, ever wanting to learn more and experiment to see what worked best, decided to try more of the dominant behavior. “Pansy, why don’t you give some attention to Bella’s beautiful breasts…I’m a bit busy with yours.” Pansy eagerly touches Bella’s lush skin, in such a teasing manner that Hermione imagines that she must have had a bit of imperius in her voice to have gotten Pansy to mimic Hermione’s earlier actions. Bella came again, Pansy’s name spilling from her lips in a way that made Hermione wish that it was her name instead.
Not wanting to let the two get bored with her simple ministrations, she wordlessly charmed her wand to click the last link on her favourites bar - the one that she hadn’t quite had the nerve to watch, but couldn’t look away either; the one that she had to save because she knew that she could learn so much from watching. It worked like a charm, drawing the two Death Eater’s attention and making them move without knowing it; and Hermione wordlessly charmed the fingers in each of their gloriously wet cunts to be longer, and fused them together, then drove them in and out, still rubbing her thumb over the throbbing clits, and they came, and came and came until Hermione worried they might not be able to breathe. Then she moved up and kissed them both and whispered “So, how many times did you come?”
The next week, when she was sitting at the computer, she heard two pops, and turned to see Bella and Pansy there again. “What’d he think of them?” she asked, referring to the computers she had made and modified for the two Death Eaters.
“You know, the Dark Lord has stopped his quest for immortality and world domination. Even can stand the muggles. Seems all he needed was a lot of porn.” Pansy replied.
“I think we all could use some porn,” Hermione said with a smile, “And after all, isn’t that what the internet is for?”