Filling Out Party
Title: Filling Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Parvati/Daphne/Padma
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #175 - A simple hello could lead to a million things.
Summary: Daphne is in Patil heaven. Follows Wanting Out Party.
Daphne ran the soapy flannel over the smooth expanse of Padma's back, while Parvati treated her to the same. It was delicious. Daphne was the very happy filling in the twin sandwich, and while what they were doing at the moment was innocent, it boded well for later, not-so-innocent activities. Daphne smiled to herself, pleased with how her evening was going. She was glad she'd approached the twins. A simple hello could lead to a million things, and Daphne was eager to experience them all with the beautiful Patil girls.
Daphne leaned forward, sweeping her flannel up Padma's back and over one of her shoulders. It was time to learn if Padma was as bold as her Gryffindor sister. Daphne swept the flannel lower, caressing Padma's breast with the wet material. The other girl gasped and stiffened. Daphne calmly continued stroking her, waiting for Padma's reaction.
A tiny moan escaped Padma, and she relaxed. Daphne sighed in relief, happy that her night wasn't over before it had begun. Encouraged now, she tweaked Padma's nipple through the flannel.
"Oh!" gasped Padma, arching into the contact.
Daphne felt Parvati rise to her knees and peer over her shoulder. "What is going...oh," she stammered. She moved away, and Daphne felt a keen sense of disappointment. Instead of clambering out of the bath, however, Parvati slid through the water and came to rest on Padma's other side. Her eyes went from Daphne's hand on Padma's breast to her sister's face.
"Are you okay?" Parvati asked. "Is this what you want?"
Daphne loaded the deck in her favor by rolling Padma's nipple between her fingers.
"Oh yes," breathed Padma, dark eyelashes fluttering.
Parvati's gaze moved to Daphne, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Daphne got the message; she was being warned not to harm Padma. No matter, harm was the last thing on Daphne's mind. She smiled to put Parvati at ease and placed her other hand at Padma's waist. She began stroking the girl's side, fingers questing higher with each pass. Eventually, Daphne was cupping Padma's other breast, and this time, there was no flannel between their skin.
Daphne couldn't wait until they were in full, skin on skin contact.
Poking Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Parvati/Daphne/Padma
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #175 - A simple hello could lead to a million things.
Summary: Daphne is in Patil heaven. Follows Wanting Out Party.
Daphne ran the soapy flannel over the smooth expanse of Padma's back, while Parvati treated her to the same. It was delicious. Daphne was the very happy filling in the twin sandwich, and while what they were doing at the moment was innocent, it boded well for later, not-so-innocent activities. Daphne smiled to herself, pleased with how her evening was going. She was glad she'd approached the twins. A simple hello could lead to a million things, and Daphne was eager to experience them all with the beautiful Patil girls.
Daphne leaned forward, sweeping her flannel up Padma's back and over one of her shoulders. It was time to learn if Padma was as bold as her Gryffindor sister. Daphne swept the flannel lower, caressing Padma's breast with the wet material. The other girl gasped and stiffened. Daphne calmly continued stroking her, waiting for Padma's reaction.
A tiny moan escaped Padma, and she relaxed. Daphne sighed in relief, happy that her night wasn't over before it had begun. Encouraged now, she tweaked Padma's nipple through the flannel.
"Oh!" gasped Padma, arching into the contact.
Daphne felt Parvati rise to her knees and peer over her shoulder. "What is going...oh," she stammered. She moved away, and Daphne felt a keen sense of disappointment. Instead of clambering out of the bath, however, Parvati slid through the water and came to rest on Padma's other side. Her eyes went from Daphne's hand on Padma's breast to her sister's face.
"Are you okay?" Parvati asked. "Is this what you want?"
Daphne loaded the deck in her favor by rolling Padma's nipple between her fingers.
"Oh yes," breathed Padma, dark eyelashes fluttering.
Parvati's gaze moved to Daphne, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Daphne got the message; she was being warned not to harm Padma. No matter, harm was the last thing on Daphne's mind. She smiled to put Parvati at ease and placed her other hand at Padma's waist. She began stroking the girl's side, fingers questing higher with each pass. Eventually, Daphne was cupping Padma's other breast, and this time, there was no flannel between their skin.
Daphne couldn't wait until they were in full, skin on skin contact.
Poking Out Party