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[Title] Midnight Surprise
[Authors] songs_mistress and dramaphile
[Rated] Porn
[Pairing] Harry/Draco, Harry/Draco/Hermione
[Warnings/Kinks] completely disregards HBP, voyeurism/exhibitionism, Girl bits
[Summary] Hermione comes across two rule-breakers and ends up breaking the rules herself.
[Disclaimer] Do you really think JKR and her bitches gave us permission? Hah!
[Notes] Written late one night while sitting on dramaphile‘s bed sharing some crack.
There were hushed voices coming from behind the door, and even though Hermione was nearly done with her prefect’s rounds, she couldn’t just walk away from someone possibly breaking school rules. It was dangerous to break the rules at Hogwarts, and she had to investigate- for their own safety. Of course, if it was a Slytherin, there would be the added bonus of taking points away.
Moving as quietly as possible, she approached the door and nudged it open just a crack. The voices got louder.
“Fuck, Potter, more, harder!” came a breathy voice, and the sounds of skin slapping together filled Hermione’s ears. She gasped and thought maybe she should leave, but found herself pushing the door open further and straining to see who it was that she’d caught Harry with.
“G-God,” moaned Harry, who was now in Hermione’s full view. Whomever it was he was shagging was bent over a desk as Harry pounded into him with increasing intensity. Hermione caught a flash of white-blond hair and edged closer to get a better look.
“God Malfoy, you’re so tight,” Harry gasped, and Hermione’s jaw dropped. Malfoy? Harry and.. Malfoy?? How could it be? She stared in shock as Malfoy raised his head, his features flushed with arousal.
It was wrong, so wrong- but so fucking hot. Malfoy was moaning now with every thrust, arching his back and gripping the edge of the desk. Harry’s fingers dug into Malfoy’s slim hips, holding him in place as he pounded into him mercilessly.
Hermione chewed on her bottom lip as a damp heat grew between her thighs. They were gorgeous; two lean bodies moving together. Harry looked so powerful as he fucked Malfoy’s lithe, wanton body over and over again, and Hermione found herself panting just from watching them. She wanted to touch herself, to ease her aching arousal, but she was afraid of making noise and being found out.
Harry reached around Malfoy’s body, wrapping one hand around Malfoy’s straining cock and stroking it roughly in time with his thrusts . Malfoy arched back with a groan, and Harry pressed his face into Malfoy’s neck.
“So good, so good,” Malfoy was babbling, “fuck yeah, so good,” his words degenerating into incoherent syllables as Harry thrust into him hard and Malfoy’s back arched like a bow, crying out as he came hard, spurting over Harry’s fingers and onto the desk below him. Harry let out a low grunt, thrusting faster and faster before he shuddered and climaxed into Draco’s body. They leaned against each other for a moment, catching their breath, and Hermione realized she’d been staring, slack-jawed at them.
She backed away slowly, still unable to take her eyes off the pair.
As Draco’s panting subsided, he said without turning, “Care to join us, Mudblood?”
Hermione wanted to run, but she was rooted on the spot. Harry looked up at Hermione and then back at Malfoy.
“Language, Malfoy,” he said sternly and smacked Draco on the ass. Draco winced.
“Excuse me,” he said with exaggerated emphasis, “Would you care to join us, Granger?”
Harry turned back toward her with a sated smile and darkened eyes. “Please Hermione,” he said softly, and without a thought, her legs propelled her toward them. Harry smiled brightly, tugging Hermione toward him and deftly unbuttoning her top. She looked down, suddenly shy, by Harry tipped her chin up and kissed her, the touch of his lips heating up her sensitized skin even further. He pulled back, pressing a kiss to the top of her breast as it was revealed, and then pushed her uniform shirt off her shoulders, revealing her pink lacy bra.
“Well, well Granger,” Draco said from where he was lounging on the desk, “who knew you were hiding such nice assets under those school robes?” He slid off the desk and came over to her as Harry busied himself with unzipping her skirt. Draco’s lips ghosted over the side of her neck, sending goosebumps across her skin, before his lips moved to her ear, flicking his tongue behind her earlobe. She let out a soft gasp as his touch made her skin tingle. Harry let her skirt drop to the floor and pressed a kiss just under her navel as Draco tilted her head and sealed his lips to hers. Harry hooked his thumbs in her knickers and tugged them down her legs and off her feet, brushing his fingers along her inner thighs. A shiver went up her spine as Draco sucked at her bottom lip, then slid his tongue against hers. Draco guided her backwards until her bottom leaned up against a desk, and then urged her to sit up on the edge.
Harry spread her legs and Hermione gasped as his mouth hovered over her, hot breath dancing across her sensitive skin. Draco cupped one of her breasts as he left little sucking kisses along her neck and shoulder, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers. She whimpered, opening her legs further to try to get Harry to touch her, to do something, but he merely ran his fingers up her inner thighs, leaving a trail of fire in their after math.
“Fucking Hell, Potter,” Draco said with a smirk, “do get on with it, or she’ll squirm herself to death!” Harry looked up at Draco with a twinkle in his eye before darting his tongue out to lick Hermione’s throbbing clit. She gasped sharply, fingers clutching around Draco’s fine blond hair as Draco’s mouth lowered to her breast at the same time, sending twin shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Harry’s tongue was so hot and wet and stroking just there, just where she needed it, and Draco’s hands and mouth skittered across her breasts and stomach, finding all her most sensitive spots. She moaned breathlessly as arousal coiled inside her, tighter and tighter with each stroke of Harry’s tongue. Draco kissed her mouth again, winding his arms around her waist as Harry pressed two fingers inside of her and she came hard and fast, gasping and clenching around Harry’s tongue and fingers as Draco swallowed her scream.
Hermione tried to stand, but her knees gave out and she slid towards the floor.
“Careful,” Harry said as he caught her and lowered her to the ground.
“Thanks Harry,” Hermione said, a bit breathless.
Harry grinned. “For what?”
Draco snickered. “Feel free to walk in on us any time, Mud-” Harry glared at him sharply, “er, Granger.”
[Title] Midnight Surprise
[Authors] songs_mistress and dramaphile
[Rated] Porn
[Pairing] Harry/Draco, Harry/Draco/Hermione
[Warnings/Kinks] completely disregards HBP, voyeurism/exhibitionism, Girl bits
[Summary] Hermione comes across two rule-breakers and ends up breaking the rules herself.
[Disclaimer] Do you really think JKR and her bitches gave us permission? Hah!
[Notes] Written late one night while sitting on dramaphile‘s bed sharing some crack.
There were hushed voices coming from behind the door, and even though Hermione was nearly done with her prefect’s rounds, she couldn’t just walk away from someone possibly breaking school rules. It was dangerous to break the rules at Hogwarts, and she had to investigate- for their own safety. Of course, if it was a Slytherin, there would be the added bonus of taking points away.
Moving as quietly as possible, she approached the door and nudged it open just a crack. The voices got louder.
“Fuck, Potter, more, harder!” came a breathy voice, and the sounds of skin slapping together filled Hermione’s ears. She gasped and thought maybe she should leave, but found herself pushing the door open further and straining to see who it was that she’d caught Harry with.
“G-God,” moaned Harry, who was now in Hermione’s full view. Whomever it was he was shagging was bent over a desk as Harry pounded into him with increasing intensity. Hermione caught a flash of white-blond hair and edged closer to get a better look.
“God Malfoy, you’re so tight,” Harry gasped, and Hermione’s jaw dropped. Malfoy? Harry and.. Malfoy?? How could it be? She stared in shock as Malfoy raised his head, his features flushed with arousal.
It was wrong, so wrong- but so fucking hot. Malfoy was moaning now with every thrust, arching his back and gripping the edge of the desk. Harry’s fingers dug into Malfoy’s slim hips, holding him in place as he pounded into him mercilessly.
Hermione chewed on her bottom lip as a damp heat grew between her thighs. They were gorgeous; two lean bodies moving together. Harry looked so powerful as he fucked Malfoy’s lithe, wanton body over and over again, and Hermione found herself panting just from watching them. She wanted to touch herself, to ease her aching arousal, but she was afraid of making noise and being found out.
Harry reached around Malfoy’s body, wrapping one hand around Malfoy’s straining cock and stroking it roughly in time with his thrusts . Malfoy arched back with a groan, and Harry pressed his face into Malfoy’s neck.
“So good, so good,” Malfoy was babbling, “fuck yeah, so good,” his words degenerating into incoherent syllables as Harry thrust into him hard and Malfoy’s back arched like a bow, crying out as he came hard, spurting over Harry’s fingers and onto the desk below him. Harry let out a low grunt, thrusting faster and faster before he shuddered and climaxed into Draco’s body. They leaned against each other for a moment, catching their breath, and Hermione realized she’d been staring, slack-jawed at them.
She backed away slowly, still unable to take her eyes off the pair.
As Draco’s panting subsided, he said without turning, “Care to join us, Mudblood?”
Hermione wanted to run, but she was rooted on the spot. Harry looked up at Hermione and then back at Malfoy.
“Language, Malfoy,” he said sternly and smacked Draco on the ass. Draco winced.
“Excuse me,” he said with exaggerated emphasis, “Would you care to join us, Granger?”
Harry turned back toward her with a sated smile and darkened eyes. “Please Hermione,” he said softly, and without a thought, her legs propelled her toward them. Harry smiled brightly, tugging Hermione toward him and deftly unbuttoning her top. She looked down, suddenly shy, by Harry tipped her chin up and kissed her, the touch of his lips heating up her sensitized skin even further. He pulled back, pressing a kiss to the top of her breast as it was revealed, and then pushed her uniform shirt off her shoulders, revealing her pink lacy bra.
“Well, well Granger,” Draco said from where he was lounging on the desk, “who knew you were hiding such nice assets under those school robes?” He slid off the desk and came over to her as Harry busied himself with unzipping her skirt. Draco’s lips ghosted over the side of her neck, sending goosebumps across her skin, before his lips moved to her ear, flicking his tongue behind her earlobe. She let out a soft gasp as his touch made her skin tingle. Harry let her skirt drop to the floor and pressed a kiss just under her navel as Draco tilted her head and sealed his lips to hers. Harry hooked his thumbs in her knickers and tugged them down her legs and off her feet, brushing his fingers along her inner thighs. A shiver went up her spine as Draco sucked at her bottom lip, then slid his tongue against hers. Draco guided her backwards until her bottom leaned up against a desk, and then urged her to sit up on the edge.
Harry spread her legs and Hermione gasped as his mouth hovered over her, hot breath dancing across her sensitive skin. Draco cupped one of her breasts as he left little sucking kisses along her neck and shoulder, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers. She whimpered, opening her legs further to try to get Harry to touch her, to do something, but he merely ran his fingers up her inner thighs, leaving a trail of fire in their after math.
“Fucking Hell, Potter,” Draco said with a smirk, “do get on with it, or she’ll squirm herself to death!” Harry looked up at Draco with a twinkle in his eye before darting his tongue out to lick Hermione’s throbbing clit. She gasped sharply, fingers clutching around Draco’s fine blond hair as Draco’s mouth lowered to her breast at the same time, sending twin shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Harry’s tongue was so hot and wet and stroking just there, just where she needed it, and Draco’s hands and mouth skittered across her breasts and stomach, finding all her most sensitive spots. She moaned breathlessly as arousal coiled inside her, tighter and tighter with each stroke of Harry’s tongue. Draco kissed her mouth again, winding his arms around her waist as Harry pressed two fingers inside of her and she came hard and fast, gasping and clenching around Harry’s tongue and fingers as Draco swallowed her scream.
Hermione tried to stand, but her knees gave out and she slid towards the floor.
“Careful,” Harry said as he caught her and lowered her to the ground.
“Thanks Harry,” Hermione said, a bit breathless.
Harry grinned. “For what?”
Draco snickered. “Feel free to walk in on us any time, Mud-” Harry glared at him sharply, “er, Granger.”