Date: 30 March 2005
Characters: Romilda Vane, Cormac McLaggen, Colin Creevey
Location: The House on Copper Street
Status: Private
Summary: Romilda is looking forward to her date with Cormac and Colin, but she's having a few issues before she even gets dressed.
Completion: InComplete
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Well unless I go to Roma naked... )
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He ran his hands over Romilda's breasts, gently rolling her nipples in his fingers. He moved them up the bed so he was sitting against the headboard, Romilda sprawled over his lap. He leaned down and suckled the swell of her breasts, splaying his hands on her lower back to keep her steady.
"Our girl here was feeling sad," he said, looking up at Colin. "So I thought we could cheer her up before dinner."
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He gasped against Romilda's mouth as he followed Colin's instructions and lay back, stiffening as a second finger slipped in alongside the first one, and stretched. He knew this must eventually feel good, Colin always came apart in his arms when he was being fucked, but it was all Cormac could do to let him continue, memories threatening to break to the surface at any moment.
"Lube," he murmured against Romilda's lips. "Bedside table."
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At his murmured call for the lube, Romilda smirked. She crawled away reluctantly, as she reached into the top drawer. She wiggled her arse in Cormac's direction to keep him distracted, before handing Colin the small jar. "Is he tight, Col?" she asked with a husky voice. "Best make sure you use plenty - make him feel it just like you do."
She gave Colin an encouraging kiss before turning back to Cormac, and sliding a stroking hand along his cock. "Just relax, Cormac - we'll look after you." She kissed him deeply as her hand stroked his cock and Colin's fingers worked him thoroughly.
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"Merlin, you're so tight..." Colin licked his lips as he pushed his second finger into Cormac adding a bit more lube along with it.
Colin groaned as his fingers began moving a bit faster, with the addition of the lube. And his hips started rocking on their own, as he twisted his fingers slowly inside Cormac. He watched as Romilda's small hand gripped Cormac's cock, sliding up and down the hard shaft. Colin timed the push and pull of his fingers to the rhythm of her hand.
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Colin's fingers twisted inside and brushed against something that made sparks explode behind Cormac's eyes, and he bucked up against Colin's fingers, pressing his arse down against them. Colin pressed against it again, and again and Cormac thought the intensity would kill him before it was over.
"Bloody fucking Merlin," he gasped out, tearing his mouth away from Romilda. "Do it again," he ordered, hips moving against Colin's fingers. "Harder."
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