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Title: Just Rewards
Author: swtjemz
Pairing: Blaise/Seamus'mom, Blaise/Seamus
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Erm...a bit of non-con.
Challenge: The MILF series.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Unfortunately. *cries*
Author's Notes: Many thanks to dramaphile for the beta'ing and encouragement, red_rahl for the title, and my girls in vanillaskyychat for holding my hand as I wibbled over my first fic in months.
Blaise Zabini was in trouble.
Not only was he incredibly late for his dinner date with his boyfriend, he had a little experience that left him unsettled.
He was walking about the small shops in Cancun looking for various knickknacks and souvenirs to bring back to the Aurors as well as a special one for his lover, who was out looking for various types of alcoholic beverages to consume later on that night, when a woman fell at his feet. Someone had knocked her back, taking her purse along with him and began to sprint away, pushing other pedestrians out of the way. Blaise, cursing his own Auror impulses for helping those in need, took off after the thief. Catching up with the man easily, he managed to wrestle the purse away. The thief, scared of Blaise pursuing him, immediately let go of the purse and continued to sprint away as fast as he could.
Blaise jogged back to the woman who had watched the entire proceedings from a slight distance.
“Here you go, ma’am. Are you hurt?” Blaise asked courteously, holding out her purse.
With a grateful smile, the woman took it and checked the contents while replying. “Thank you, young man. I’m grateful for your help. “ She looked back at Blaise, a certain spark entering her eyes that Blaise failed to notice as he was busy straightening his clothes after his brief workout with the thief. “You’re quite a handsome young man. “
At her words, Blaise’s head shot up. After living with his mother for years and watching her manipulate many of her lovers at the numerous parties he attended with her, Blaise knew a predatory voice when he heard one. And he heard it in this woman’s voice. Slowly backing away from her, Blaise answered, “Thank you, ma’am. My parents are extraordinarily good-looking people and I am fortunate to inherit their genes.”
“And such beautiful manners, too. You remind me of someone I know.” The woman advanced towards him, purring her words in a lilting accent that sounded familiar to Blaise as he continued to back away from her. Feeling his back hit against the wall in some alley way, Blaise was on his guard.
Although, he was on his guard a second too late.
The woman pulled out a wand and immobilized him. “Please, let me thank you, You’re such a handsome young buck that I canna let you go without a proper thank you.” Softly whispering a spell, she cast a glamour to hide her activities with Blaise from the rest of the Muggle world. “Now, laddie, I appreciated the view I had as you ran to catch the man. For that, I want to do something for you.” As she spoke, one perfectly manicured hand pressed against his crotch, palming his slowly hardening cock. After all, Blaise had grown up around beautiful people in high society and the woman was quite lovely. She rotated her wrist as her other hand went to pull her loose shirt, revealing a perfect set of breasts in a tiny bikini top.
Blaise swallowed, trying to tell himself not to be aroused by the sight, to think of something that would allow his erection to die off. Unfortunately for Blaise, he couldn’t move and his eyes were riveted on her breasts. The woman had her top undone. A perfect pair of breasts swayed gently with every elegant motion as a hand grasped his stiffening cock and began to wank him off outside his cotton khakis. Blaise couldn’t close his eyes if he tried. Oh dear, Blaise was going to get into trouble.
The woman slowly began to unbutton his trousers before slipping her hand down his trousers to grasp him fully. She pulled him out and smirked at the sight; his cock was on its way to being fully hard and was already at a considerable length. She gave him a quick and coy smile before she sucked him fully into her mouth.
The sensations were hot and immediate; his cock did what any cock would do in a nice, warm, pretty mouth. It got harder. Blaise tried to groan but it came out in a soft muffle of air as she continued to give him one of the best experiences his cock ever had in a mouth, which is saying quite a bit. She used techniques that Blaise had never felt on his cock before and which he couldn’t describe since if he could, his eyes would be rolling to the back of his head with pleasure.
As he continued to try to moan, either in pleasure or protest, he felt a wet digit brush across his perineum and slide up against his arsehole. He increased his efforts in making sounds but failed to stop that single digit pushing inside as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of the woman’s throat. That alone sapped his will and all thought of escape. The finger began to move in and out of him, lightly hitting his prostrate and causing him to melt into a puddle of goo….if he could have moved.
The woman began to suck harder, the suction of her mouth moving up and down on his hard cock as her finger mimicked the rhythm. She slipped in another finger, stretching him out and began to increase the pace. He tried to hold out as long as he could, unwilling to orgasm but the wet feel of her mouth, the suctioning and the tongue pressed flat against the sensitive areas of his cock, the firm fingertips hitting his prostate; it all conspired against him. With another low moan from his throat, he lost control and came.
The woman swallowed every last drop with ease, seemingly able to drink without pausing for breath. She carefully licked his softening cock clean before tucking him back into his trousers. She stood up and readjusted her skirt and top after licking her fingers clean free of any juices. In the midst of the blowjob, Blaise didn’t notice her fingering herself until after the fact when she smeared some of her come onto his lips.
“Thanks for the snack and my purse, young hero.” With a kiss to his cheek, the woman whispered Finite Incantatem, releasing him from the body bind, and Apparated away with a crack
Blaise slumped against the wall, his legs still shaky from the binding spell and the force of his orgasm. Droplets of sweat slid down his neck as he ran a hand through his hair. He took another few moments to compose himself before straightening his clothes once more. He casually walked out of the alley way and into the neighboring store.
Tardy and a bit breathless, Blaise walked into the restaurant to meet his lover. Tonight was the night that he would his boyfriend’s mother and he wanted to make a good impression. Seamus had spent a majority of his day with his mother and Blaise missed him.
Although their relationship was still new, it took them nine months before agreeing to meet each other’s families. Seamus was still insecure about meeting Blaise’s mother, being intimidated by the life of high society that Blaise grew up in, although his own mother lived that same lifestyle before she married his father. Mrs. Finnigan, now widowed, returned to the Wizarding world and made quite an impact on various wizarding circles. Blaise was confident enough to the fact that he could charm any woman to his favor.
Dressed all in loose cotton to stay cool in the tropical heat, Blaise saw his lover already seated at the table alone. “Seamus!” He walked quickly to the table and dropped a soft kiss on his lover’s lips.
“Blaise, you’re late!” Seamus reprimanded.
“Well, yeah. I’m sorry, I was unavoidably delayed.” Blaise murmured, his eyes focused hungrily on Seamus’ soft lips.
“How can you be delayed? We’re on vacation!”
“I know. I know. I’m sorry.” Blaise leaned forward to nibble on Seamus’ ear. “I’ll make it up to you later.”
Seamus pouted for a moment before grinning. “I’m going to hold you to that promise.” He said cheerfully. “Me mam’s also late.”
Blaise smiled and wrapped an arm behind Seamus, his hand softly touching Seamus’ shoulder as he perused the menu.
“Seamus, honey.” A familiar voice cried out his lover’s name. Blaise looked up and smiled, standing up to greet Seamus’s mother who had arrived. Blaise automatically put on his most charming smile before freezing. The woman from earlier that day stood in front of him, dressed in a beautiful cotton dress that bared her shoulders and held her hand out.
They hugged quickly before Seamus pulled away to introduce his mother. “Blaise, this is me mum. Mum, this is my boyfriend, Blaise.” Seamus introduced, enthusiastically.
Blaise stared for a moment at the women who'd serviced him earlier that day. He turned to Seamus and smirked. “Wow Seamus, you and I have more in common than I realized. I can see where you got your skills.”
Any feedback is appreciated!
Author: swtjemz
Pairing: Blaise/Seamus'mom, Blaise/Seamus
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Erm...a bit of non-con.
Challenge: The MILF series.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Unfortunately. *cries*
Author's Notes: Many thanks to dramaphile for the beta'ing and encouragement, red_rahl for the title, and my girls in vanillaskyychat for holding my hand as I wibbled over my first fic in months.
Blaise Zabini was in trouble.
Not only was he incredibly late for his dinner date with his boyfriend, he had a little experience that left him unsettled.
He was walking about the small shops in Cancun looking for various knickknacks and souvenirs to bring back to the Aurors as well as a special one for his lover, who was out looking for various types of alcoholic beverages to consume later on that night, when a woman fell at his feet. Someone had knocked her back, taking her purse along with him and began to sprint away, pushing other pedestrians out of the way. Blaise, cursing his own Auror impulses for helping those in need, took off after the thief. Catching up with the man easily, he managed to wrestle the purse away. The thief, scared of Blaise pursuing him, immediately let go of the purse and continued to sprint away as fast as he could.
Blaise jogged back to the woman who had watched the entire proceedings from a slight distance.
“Here you go, ma’am. Are you hurt?” Blaise asked courteously, holding out her purse.
With a grateful smile, the woman took it and checked the contents while replying. “Thank you, young man. I’m grateful for your help. “ She looked back at Blaise, a certain spark entering her eyes that Blaise failed to notice as he was busy straightening his clothes after his brief workout with the thief. “You’re quite a handsome young man. “
At her words, Blaise’s head shot up. After living with his mother for years and watching her manipulate many of her lovers at the numerous parties he attended with her, Blaise knew a predatory voice when he heard one. And he heard it in this woman’s voice. Slowly backing away from her, Blaise answered, “Thank you, ma’am. My parents are extraordinarily good-looking people and I am fortunate to inherit their genes.”
“And such beautiful manners, too. You remind me of someone I know.” The woman advanced towards him, purring her words in a lilting accent that sounded familiar to Blaise as he continued to back away from her. Feeling his back hit against the wall in some alley way, Blaise was on his guard.
Although, he was on his guard a second too late.
The woman pulled out a wand and immobilized him. “Please, let me thank you, You’re such a handsome young buck that I canna let you go without a proper thank you.” Softly whispering a spell, she cast a glamour to hide her activities with Blaise from the rest of the Muggle world. “Now, laddie, I appreciated the view I had as you ran to catch the man. For that, I want to do something for you.” As she spoke, one perfectly manicured hand pressed against his crotch, palming his slowly hardening cock. After all, Blaise had grown up around beautiful people in high society and the woman was quite lovely. She rotated her wrist as her other hand went to pull her loose shirt, revealing a perfect set of breasts in a tiny bikini top.
Blaise swallowed, trying to tell himself not to be aroused by the sight, to think of something that would allow his erection to die off. Unfortunately for Blaise, he couldn’t move and his eyes were riveted on her breasts. The woman had her top undone. A perfect pair of breasts swayed gently with every elegant motion as a hand grasped his stiffening cock and began to wank him off outside his cotton khakis. Blaise couldn’t close his eyes if he tried. Oh dear, Blaise was going to get into trouble.
The woman slowly began to unbutton his trousers before slipping her hand down his trousers to grasp him fully. She pulled him out and smirked at the sight; his cock was on its way to being fully hard and was already at a considerable length. She gave him a quick and coy smile before she sucked him fully into her mouth.
The sensations were hot and immediate; his cock did what any cock would do in a nice, warm, pretty mouth. It got harder. Blaise tried to groan but it came out in a soft muffle of air as she continued to give him one of the best experiences his cock ever had in a mouth, which is saying quite a bit. She used techniques that Blaise had never felt on his cock before and which he couldn’t describe since if he could, his eyes would be rolling to the back of his head with pleasure.
As he continued to try to moan, either in pleasure or protest, he felt a wet digit brush across his perineum and slide up against his arsehole. He increased his efforts in making sounds but failed to stop that single digit pushing inside as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of the woman’s throat. That alone sapped his will and all thought of escape. The finger began to move in and out of him, lightly hitting his prostrate and causing him to melt into a puddle of goo….if he could have moved.
The woman began to suck harder, the suction of her mouth moving up and down on his hard cock as her finger mimicked the rhythm. She slipped in another finger, stretching him out and began to increase the pace. He tried to hold out as long as he could, unwilling to orgasm but the wet feel of her mouth, the suctioning and the tongue pressed flat against the sensitive areas of his cock, the firm fingertips hitting his prostate; it all conspired against him. With another low moan from his throat, he lost control and came.
The woman swallowed every last drop with ease, seemingly able to drink without pausing for breath. She carefully licked his softening cock clean before tucking him back into his trousers. She stood up and readjusted her skirt and top after licking her fingers clean free of any juices. In the midst of the blowjob, Blaise didn’t notice her fingering herself until after the fact when she smeared some of her come onto his lips.
“Thanks for the snack and my purse, young hero.” With a kiss to his cheek, the woman whispered Finite Incantatem, releasing him from the body bind, and Apparated away with a crack
Blaise slumped against the wall, his legs still shaky from the binding spell and the force of his orgasm. Droplets of sweat slid down his neck as he ran a hand through his hair. He took another few moments to compose himself before straightening his clothes once more. He casually walked out of the alley way and into the neighboring store.
Tardy and a bit breathless, Blaise walked into the restaurant to meet his lover. Tonight was the night that he would his boyfriend’s mother and he wanted to make a good impression. Seamus had spent a majority of his day with his mother and Blaise missed him.
Although their relationship was still new, it took them nine months before agreeing to meet each other’s families. Seamus was still insecure about meeting Blaise’s mother, being intimidated by the life of high society that Blaise grew up in, although his own mother lived that same lifestyle before she married his father. Mrs. Finnigan, now widowed, returned to the Wizarding world and made quite an impact on various wizarding circles. Blaise was confident enough to the fact that he could charm any woman to his favor.
Dressed all in loose cotton to stay cool in the tropical heat, Blaise saw his lover already seated at the table alone. “Seamus!” He walked quickly to the table and dropped a soft kiss on his lover’s lips.
“Blaise, you’re late!” Seamus reprimanded.
“Well, yeah. I’m sorry, I was unavoidably delayed.” Blaise murmured, his eyes focused hungrily on Seamus’ soft lips.
“How can you be delayed? We’re on vacation!”
“I know. I know. I’m sorry.” Blaise leaned forward to nibble on Seamus’ ear. “I’ll make it up to you later.”
Seamus pouted for a moment before grinning. “I’m going to hold you to that promise.” He said cheerfully. “Me mam’s also late.”
Blaise smiled and wrapped an arm behind Seamus, his hand softly touching Seamus’ shoulder as he perused the menu.
“Seamus, honey.” A familiar voice cried out his lover’s name. Blaise looked up and smiled, standing up to greet Seamus’s mother who had arrived. Blaise automatically put on his most charming smile before freezing. The woman from earlier that day stood in front of him, dressed in a beautiful cotton dress that bared her shoulders and held her hand out.
They hugged quickly before Seamus pulled away to introduce his mother. “Blaise, this is me mum. Mum, this is my boyfriend, Blaise.” Seamus introduced, enthusiastically.
Blaise stared for a moment at the women who'd serviced him earlier that day. He turned to Seamus and smirked. “Wow Seamus, you and I have more in common than I realized. I can see where you got your skills.”
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