Fic
Title - Short Sharp Shock
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - luvscharlie
Rating - NC17
Word Count - ~2,200
Characters/Pairings - Hugo/James/Al
Warnings/Kinks - Incest, Cousincest, Threesome, PWP, Blindfolds, Dubious use of an electric flyswatter :)
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Hugo has passed his exams, and James and Al have a shocking surprise in store...
Author's Notes - Told using the prompt Electricity from my kink_bingo claim card, which can be found here.
Set in the Fun with the Family Verse of PWPs :)
The summer carried on much as summers always had, during the day. Hugo whiled away his time playing Quidditch and Exploding Snap, trying out Wheezes for his Uncle George on Lily and Rosie, and getting himself hexed for his troubles. He gorged himself on his Aunt Ginny's cooking, on his Grandma Molly's cakes, and generally acted as though he didn't have a care in the world. It was bliss, and normally Hugo would have been content with this as his lot in life.
But then the sun went down, and Hugo went to bed. Ostentatiously, to his bed, to the neat double bed that had been erected at the other side of James and Al's huge room. Realistically, he went into their bed, or they came into his, and Hugo got sucked deeper and deeper into their relationship. Every so often he remembered that soon he would have to think about getting a job, soon he would have to end this crazy summer and face the real world again. But Hugo was doing a pretty good job of ignoring that fact.
It was, however, brought crashing into him when, in the middle of breakfast, an owl swooped down and landed in his scrambled eggs.
"Wahey, results!"
Hugo wished he could share Al's enthusiasm, wished his hands weren't shaking so badly as he reached out and took the scroll from the owl's leg. Glancing to the side, he saw that Lily looked just as nervous as he felt, and Hugo had to take a few deep breaths before he could even think of opening the scroll.
"So come on, what did you get?"
Hugo waved his hand vaguely at James, re-reading his parchment. "Shit."
"What?"
"Lils, what did you get?"
"Three Outstandings and two Exceeds Expectations. You?"
Hugo flattened his paper on the table and exhaled slowly. "Straight Outstandings."
There was a beat of silence, and then all hell broke loose around the table. As Ginny and Harry threw their arms around Lily, Hugo felt Al's arm snake around his waist, James' hand squeezing his arm in a brief show of congratulations, an intimate display that they should never have dared to perform in the kitchen, but that lifted Hugo impossibly higher all the same. Then they were gone, congratulating their sister in a much more appropriate way as Hugo's Aunt and Uncle came to congratulate him.
The day passed in a blur - he'd gone home to tell his parents, stopping off at Rosie's work on the way - and then they'd all gone to Grandma Molly's for more food and drink than Hugo had ever seen. He hadn't realised how much tension he had been carrying around about his results until he had them in his hand, and the tension was lifted. With his grades, he could do anything he wanted, but he had no idea what.
"Coming home with us, Hugo?"
Looking up from his Butterbeer, Hugo realised Al and James were both stood up, and everyone was looking at him.
"Yeah, yeah. All my stuff is at yours anyways. Thanks for all the food, Grandma."
Letting himself be kissed and cuddled again, by the time he'd gone round all his relatives it was getting close to three a.m. Following Al towards the Floo, it was all Hugo had not to yelp as James' hands closed around his arse.
"Clever boy, you."
"Always have been. Are you coming in the Floor with me, or do you want to let go of my arse for a minute?" Hugo turned around and grinned when James let go of him, blowing a kiss as he tossed his handful of Floo powder down and called out for the Potters' house.
As Al had gone first, there was someone to meet him when he stepped out of the fireplace, and the kiss seemed so much better when his head was still spinning from the Floo journey. They had the run of the house - Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny were staying at his Grandma's, and Lily had gone out with friends - and Hugo wondered whether any of them had the courage to just stay in the living room, fuck over the nice leather sofa.
"Come on, upstairs. I've got this toy; you're going to love it."
Following his cousins up the stairs, Hugo had no doubt about that. James and Al always had the best gadgets, the most entertaining toys. Even when Hugo had only seen the toys that were out on display, they had held his attention for hours on end. Now that he was sleeping with them, Hugo was privy to all of their toys; the things that were hidden away under lock and charm. His sexual knowledge had increased tenfold each time Al had warded the door, and James had opened his favourite chest. Hugo had fond memories of vibrating butt plugs, nipple clamps, fluffy handcuffs and an intricate swing set that had provided hours of bondage pleasure.
"This had better be good, as we're celebrating."
James chuckled darkly, waving his hand as he dropped to his knees and disappeared into the trunk. Hugo left him to it, dropping down onto the bed and pulling Al down with him.
"Any idea what you want to be?"
"Dunno," Hugo reached up, pulling at Al's shirt until the buttons came undone. "Maybe Auror, maybe Healer. Maybe your concubine."
"Mmm, we'd love that." Al's words were muffled as he pulled his shirt off over his head, Hugo having failed to coax the last few buttons out of their holes. Hugo joined in, stripping off his clothes quickly and sinking back onto the mattress, wearing nothing but his body hair.
As soon as Al was similarly naked, he sprawled out over Hugo, and Hugo pulled him into a kiss immediately. He'd never get tired of kissing Al, never get tired of the way he tasted like sugar and naughtiness. Naughtiness shouldn't even have a taste, and yet somehow it did, and Al embodied it. Hugo was just weaving his fingers into Al's hair, settling down for the long haul, when a jolt of sharp pain shot through his calf.
Jolting up, taking half Al's hair with him, Hugo stared down the bed at his older cousin, who was wearing a big grin and waving around what looked like a plastic tennis racket. "What the hell, Jamie?"
"Flyswatter." James swung it idly, as though that one word should be a complete explanation all on its own.
Reaching down to rub his leg, Hugo groaned as Al's chest pressed against his back, and Al's hands dropped down into his lap. "That hurt."
"No it didn't. It was a short, sharp shock. Al loves it."
Al murmured his agreement as he curled his fingers around Hugo's balls.
"Yes, well, we've already established that Al is... special." Hugo yelped as Al squeezed his balls, a warning for the cheek, and James chose that precise moment to zap Hugo's leg again with the flyswatter.
"You two will kill me."
"Yeah, but you'll die smiling."
Hugo couldn’t argue that point, and he reached out for the flyswatter, turning it over in his hands. Tapping his finger against it lightly, it didn't produce anything like the shock that James had caused his leg. "How hard did you hit me with this?"
"I just tapped you. You have to hold that little button on the side, then it gives a shock of electricity and-"
"Wait, electricity? Is that not a little... dangerous?" Hugo wished he didn't sound quite so worried and high-pitched, wished he could be as easily confident as James and Al.
Al laughed, nipping the lobe of Hugo's ear softly. "It's only a few volts. We'll give you a few more weeks before we hook you up to the house mains."
Hugo laughed, hoping that was indeed a joke, and not a promise. He never could tell with Al; the lines were blurred. Hugo almost laughed, that he would choose now to complain about Al's blurred lines, considering what Al's index finger was doing. Handing the flyswatter back to James, Hugo relaxed back against Al. "Okay, I trust you."
James grinned, holding down the little button and swinging the flyswatter dangerously close to Hugo's chest. "You trust me. Really? Enough to take your eyes off me?"
They must have planned this, because no sooner had Hugo nodded than Al's hands had left his groin, and had produced a blindfold out of thin air. The last thing Hugo saw was James' reassuring smile, before the material covered his eyes and his world was plunged into darkness. But soft hands running over his skin proved his was safe, and quelled the slight hitch in his breathing as Hugo got used to life without one of his senses.
Al's erection had been pressing into Hugo's back for a fair while now, so when hands slid under his arms and lifted him up, Hugo knew what was coming. The anticipation was sublime, the seconds seeming to stretch out between Al casting the lubrication charm, and the feeling of the head of AL's erection pressing against Hugo's entrance. The wait was worth it though, and Hugo exhaled shakily as he sank down onto Al's cock, his body burning as it accommodated the sudden intrusion.
Hugo had one hand braced against Al's leg, and the other was wasted on the mattress. But, as he brought it up, fully intending to take his cock in hand and dash towards relief, he bumped his knuckles into the side of James' face. That was a split second before James' hot mouth closed around the head of his prick.
Hugo couldn't think of anywhere in the world that was better than right here, right now. When he sank down, he had the feeling of Al's cock deep inside him, the rub of skin on skin contact from his knees to his neck. When he rose up, there was James' hot mouth, the back of his throat banging against the tip of Hugo's prick.
"Gods!" Hugo trailed off into a moan as the sting of the flyswatter radiated out along his arm. James was right; it wasn't really pain. It felt good, a discomfort that wasn't far off how it had felt getting his tattoo done. It felt better now that Hugo couldn't see it coming, couldn't predict where James was going to tap the toy down next. And the shock made the feeling of Al's cock in his arse, James' mouth around his shaft, all the sweeter.
The shocks were moving further up his arm now, and Hugo knew, innately, where James was heading for. That didn't alter the surprise, though, and then the jolt of power shot straight through his left nipple. Hugo hadn't realised quite how good pain could feel until he'd tumbled into bed with James and Al.
The combination of the shocks, and the ministrations of James and Al, was pushing Hugo closer to the edge. He was close enough that, when James' pulled off his cock with a wet pop, it felt like the end of the world. Unable to see, Hugo had no way of knowing what James was doing, but from the way one of Al's hands slipped around his thigh and pulled his legs further apart, he could guess. Al's hips were keeping up their steady roll, keeping Hugo bouncing in his lap as he waited for whatever James was going to do next.
"Aaah!" His balls felt like they were trying to crawl back into his body, but the pain was fleeting, mellowing out into a pleasant ache that only made Hugo's' need to come more immediate. James spanked his sac with the flyswatter again and again, driving Hugo wild as he lost his rhythm, and just ground down in Al's lap. "Jamie, please!"
Perhaps Hugo sounded really desperate, or perhaps James just felt that teasing wasn't fair, considering they were celebrating Hugo's academic achievements. Whatever the reason, Hugo was grateful for it when James' mouth closed around the head of his dick, sucking hard. It was just enough, and the added stimulation pushed Hugo over the edge. With a tight yell, he filled James' mouth, squeezing his eyes shut behind the blindfold as Al carried on thrusting up into him.
Just when the suction was becoming too much, James let Hugo's prick fall from his mouth, and a second later James' lips were over Hugo's kissing him deeply, the kiss tinged with the taste of come. Hugo was aware of Al panting behind him, aware of Al's softening cock sliding from his arse, but for a few minutes he was just soaring in the afterglow.
Coming back down to earth as Al reached up to remove the blindfold, Hugo opened his eyes slowly and in increments, getting used to the low light in the room as he climbed off Al's lap and reached out for the flyswatter.
"You don't think it's time for bed?"
Shaking his head, Hugo pressed his thumb down over the little button and flicked his arm forward, just catching James' on the arm and making him yelp. "No, I think it's your turn."
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - luvscharlie
Rating - NC17
Word Count - ~2,200
Characters/Pairings - Hugo/James/Al
Warnings/Kinks - Incest, Cousincest, Threesome, PWP, Blindfolds, Dubious use of an electric flyswatter :)
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Hugo has passed his exams, and James and Al have a shocking surprise in store...
Author's Notes - Told using the prompt Electricity from my kink_bingo claim card, which can be found here.
Set in the Fun with the Family Verse of PWPs :)
The summer carried on much as summers always had, during the day. Hugo whiled away his time playing Quidditch and Exploding Snap, trying out Wheezes for his Uncle George on Lily and Rosie, and getting himself hexed for his troubles. He gorged himself on his Aunt Ginny's cooking, on his Grandma Molly's cakes, and generally acted as though he didn't have a care in the world. It was bliss, and normally Hugo would have been content with this as his lot in life.
But then the sun went down, and Hugo went to bed. Ostentatiously, to his bed, to the neat double bed that had been erected at the other side of James and Al's huge room. Realistically, he went into their bed, or they came into his, and Hugo got sucked deeper and deeper into their relationship. Every so often he remembered that soon he would have to think about getting a job, soon he would have to end this crazy summer and face the real world again. But Hugo was doing a pretty good job of ignoring that fact.
It was, however, brought crashing into him when, in the middle of breakfast, an owl swooped down and landed in his scrambled eggs.
"Wahey, results!"
Hugo wished he could share Al's enthusiasm, wished his hands weren't shaking so badly as he reached out and took the scroll from the owl's leg. Glancing to the side, he saw that Lily looked just as nervous as he felt, and Hugo had to take a few deep breaths before he could even think of opening the scroll.
"So come on, what did you get?"
Hugo waved his hand vaguely at James, re-reading his parchment. "Shit."
"What?"
"Lils, what did you get?"
"Three Outstandings and two Exceeds Expectations. You?"
Hugo flattened his paper on the table and exhaled slowly. "Straight Outstandings."
There was a beat of silence, and then all hell broke loose around the table. As Ginny and Harry threw their arms around Lily, Hugo felt Al's arm snake around his waist, James' hand squeezing his arm in a brief show of congratulations, an intimate display that they should never have dared to perform in the kitchen, but that lifted Hugo impossibly higher all the same. Then they were gone, congratulating their sister in a much more appropriate way as Hugo's Aunt and Uncle came to congratulate him.
The day passed in a blur - he'd gone home to tell his parents, stopping off at Rosie's work on the way - and then they'd all gone to Grandma Molly's for more food and drink than Hugo had ever seen. He hadn't realised how much tension he had been carrying around about his results until he had them in his hand, and the tension was lifted. With his grades, he could do anything he wanted, but he had no idea what.
"Coming home with us, Hugo?"
Looking up from his Butterbeer, Hugo realised Al and James were both stood up, and everyone was looking at him.
"Yeah, yeah. All my stuff is at yours anyways. Thanks for all the food, Grandma."
Letting himself be kissed and cuddled again, by the time he'd gone round all his relatives it was getting close to three a.m. Following Al towards the Floo, it was all Hugo had not to yelp as James' hands closed around his arse.
"Clever boy, you."
"Always have been. Are you coming in the Floor with me, or do you want to let go of my arse for a minute?" Hugo turned around and grinned when James let go of him, blowing a kiss as he tossed his handful of Floo powder down and called out for the Potters' house.
As Al had gone first, there was someone to meet him when he stepped out of the fireplace, and the kiss seemed so much better when his head was still spinning from the Floo journey. They had the run of the house - Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny were staying at his Grandma's, and Lily had gone out with friends - and Hugo wondered whether any of them had the courage to just stay in the living room, fuck over the nice leather sofa.
"Come on, upstairs. I've got this toy; you're going to love it."
Following his cousins up the stairs, Hugo had no doubt about that. James and Al always had the best gadgets, the most entertaining toys. Even when Hugo had only seen the toys that were out on display, they had held his attention for hours on end. Now that he was sleeping with them, Hugo was privy to all of their toys; the things that were hidden away under lock and charm. His sexual knowledge had increased tenfold each time Al had warded the door, and James had opened his favourite chest. Hugo had fond memories of vibrating butt plugs, nipple clamps, fluffy handcuffs and an intricate swing set that had provided hours of bondage pleasure.
"This had better be good, as we're celebrating."
James chuckled darkly, waving his hand as he dropped to his knees and disappeared into the trunk. Hugo left him to it, dropping down onto the bed and pulling Al down with him.
"Any idea what you want to be?"
"Dunno," Hugo reached up, pulling at Al's shirt until the buttons came undone. "Maybe Auror, maybe Healer. Maybe your concubine."
"Mmm, we'd love that." Al's words were muffled as he pulled his shirt off over his head, Hugo having failed to coax the last few buttons out of their holes. Hugo joined in, stripping off his clothes quickly and sinking back onto the mattress, wearing nothing but his body hair.
As soon as Al was similarly naked, he sprawled out over Hugo, and Hugo pulled him into a kiss immediately. He'd never get tired of kissing Al, never get tired of the way he tasted like sugar and naughtiness. Naughtiness shouldn't even have a taste, and yet somehow it did, and Al embodied it. Hugo was just weaving his fingers into Al's hair, settling down for the long haul, when a jolt of sharp pain shot through his calf.
Jolting up, taking half Al's hair with him, Hugo stared down the bed at his older cousin, who was wearing a big grin and waving around what looked like a plastic tennis racket. "What the hell, Jamie?"
"Flyswatter." James swung it idly, as though that one word should be a complete explanation all on its own.
Reaching down to rub his leg, Hugo groaned as Al's chest pressed against his back, and Al's hands dropped down into his lap. "That hurt."
"No it didn't. It was a short, sharp shock. Al loves it."
Al murmured his agreement as he curled his fingers around Hugo's balls.
"Yes, well, we've already established that Al is... special." Hugo yelped as Al squeezed his balls, a warning for the cheek, and James chose that precise moment to zap Hugo's leg again with the flyswatter.
"You two will kill me."
"Yeah, but you'll die smiling."
Hugo couldn’t argue that point, and he reached out for the flyswatter, turning it over in his hands. Tapping his finger against it lightly, it didn't produce anything like the shock that James had caused his leg. "How hard did you hit me with this?"
"I just tapped you. You have to hold that little button on the side, then it gives a shock of electricity and-"
"Wait, electricity? Is that not a little... dangerous?" Hugo wished he didn't sound quite so worried and high-pitched, wished he could be as easily confident as James and Al.
Al laughed, nipping the lobe of Hugo's ear softly. "It's only a few volts. We'll give you a few more weeks before we hook you up to the house mains."
Hugo laughed, hoping that was indeed a joke, and not a promise. He never could tell with Al; the lines were blurred. Hugo almost laughed, that he would choose now to complain about Al's blurred lines, considering what Al's index finger was doing. Handing the flyswatter back to James, Hugo relaxed back against Al. "Okay, I trust you."
James grinned, holding down the little button and swinging the flyswatter dangerously close to Hugo's chest. "You trust me. Really? Enough to take your eyes off me?"
They must have planned this, because no sooner had Hugo nodded than Al's hands had left his groin, and had produced a blindfold out of thin air. The last thing Hugo saw was James' reassuring smile, before the material covered his eyes and his world was plunged into darkness. But soft hands running over his skin proved his was safe, and quelled the slight hitch in his breathing as Hugo got used to life without one of his senses.
Al's erection had been pressing into Hugo's back for a fair while now, so when hands slid under his arms and lifted him up, Hugo knew what was coming. The anticipation was sublime, the seconds seeming to stretch out between Al casting the lubrication charm, and the feeling of the head of AL's erection pressing against Hugo's entrance. The wait was worth it though, and Hugo exhaled shakily as he sank down onto Al's cock, his body burning as it accommodated the sudden intrusion.
Hugo had one hand braced against Al's leg, and the other was wasted on the mattress. But, as he brought it up, fully intending to take his cock in hand and dash towards relief, he bumped his knuckles into the side of James' face. That was a split second before James' hot mouth closed around the head of his prick.
Hugo couldn't think of anywhere in the world that was better than right here, right now. When he sank down, he had the feeling of Al's cock deep inside him, the rub of skin on skin contact from his knees to his neck. When he rose up, there was James' hot mouth, the back of his throat banging against the tip of Hugo's prick.
"Gods!" Hugo trailed off into a moan as the sting of the flyswatter radiated out along his arm. James was right; it wasn't really pain. It felt good, a discomfort that wasn't far off how it had felt getting his tattoo done. It felt better now that Hugo couldn't see it coming, couldn't predict where James was going to tap the toy down next. And the shock made the feeling of Al's cock in his arse, James' mouth around his shaft, all the sweeter.
The shocks were moving further up his arm now, and Hugo knew, innately, where James was heading for. That didn't alter the surprise, though, and then the jolt of power shot straight through his left nipple. Hugo hadn't realised quite how good pain could feel until he'd tumbled into bed with James and Al.
The combination of the shocks, and the ministrations of James and Al, was pushing Hugo closer to the edge. He was close enough that, when James' pulled off his cock with a wet pop, it felt like the end of the world. Unable to see, Hugo had no way of knowing what James was doing, but from the way one of Al's hands slipped around his thigh and pulled his legs further apart, he could guess. Al's hips were keeping up their steady roll, keeping Hugo bouncing in his lap as he waited for whatever James was going to do next.
"Aaah!" His balls felt like they were trying to crawl back into his body, but the pain was fleeting, mellowing out into a pleasant ache that only made Hugo's' need to come more immediate. James spanked his sac with the flyswatter again and again, driving Hugo wild as he lost his rhythm, and just ground down in Al's lap. "Jamie, please!"
Perhaps Hugo sounded really desperate, or perhaps James just felt that teasing wasn't fair, considering they were celebrating Hugo's academic achievements. Whatever the reason, Hugo was grateful for it when James' mouth closed around the head of his dick, sucking hard. It was just enough, and the added stimulation pushed Hugo over the edge. With a tight yell, he filled James' mouth, squeezing his eyes shut behind the blindfold as Al carried on thrusting up into him.
Just when the suction was becoming too much, James let Hugo's prick fall from his mouth, and a second later James' lips were over Hugo's kissing him deeply, the kiss tinged with the taste of come. Hugo was aware of Al panting behind him, aware of Al's softening cock sliding from his arse, but for a few minutes he was just soaring in the afterglow.
Coming back down to earth as Al reached up to remove the blindfold, Hugo opened his eyes slowly and in increments, getting used to the low light in the room as he climbed off Al's lap and reached out for the flyswatter.
"You don't think it's time for bed?"
Shaking his head, Hugo pressed his thumb down over the little button and flicked his arm forward, just catching James' on the arm and making him yelp. "No, I think it's your turn."