Ficlet: Last Resort (Dominque/???)

[lightofdaye]

Title: Last Resort
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Characters & Pairing:Dominique Weasley/???. Spoilers (highlight) *Dominique/James Sirius (unrequited), Dominique/Albus Severus*
Word Count: 416
Content: explicit sex, incest (first cousins), wall sex. Spoilers (highlight) *Unrequited love, mistaken identity, sex under false pretenses (accidental)*
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary:They've flirted and danced around the issue, now he's leaving and Dominique going to take matters into her own hands.
A/n: I didn't plan to write this. I've no idea what inspired this. It's not my usual thing. Necessity is the mother of invention I guess? Written (with a full hour to spare!) for 2021. Not beta read. Thanks to torino10154 for encouragement.


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This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen Dominique, as she leant against the back alley wall and hands pushed up her dress above her hips, which was not long distance at all. Not after their flirting and teasing and general unresolved-ness. There should have admissions and promises of dates and romance, not her grabbing him in a club the night before he left to join their Uncle Charlie in Romania. This was her absolute last resort effort to get things going with her and Jamie.

She buried her hands in his thick hair, as his hands pushed down her knickers and dug into her. She hissed but he made an apologetic sound, clumsily soothing her, rubbing his fingers over her entrance and her clit – almost.

They fumbled with his waistline together until they had it pushed down half way down his thighs. Dominique spread her legs wide.

“Go on, Potter,” she gasped, “Do it.”

This, at least, was as a good as she’d thought it’d be. She’d knew James was a hung and his cock filled her up nicely. His hips slammed forward, pounding her to her quickly and a little irregularly but fast and with evidently uncontrollable eagerness.

Dominique’s head lolled back and she gazed up between the crack of overhanding roofs, at the night sky. To her surprise, he started pressing gentle kisses to her neck and throat. Her hands gripped tighter in his thick mop of hair.

“Yes, yes, yes!” She moaned, the sensations and her excitement at this finally happening caused her to come in record time. “Like that, just like that.”

At those words Potter slammed into her, his face buried against her neck and with a strangled cry, she felt his body tense and relax and a great wetness slide down the inside of her leg.

“Fuck, Dom,” he said, his voice high, almost gabbling. “That was amazing, I always hoped but I didn’t think you knew I existed.”

Dominique stared, horror-struck and, possibly luckily, dumbstruck as well. Dom? All her cousins called her Dom. All except one. She shifted them half a step around so the light from the end of the alley was cast across her erstwhile lover’s face.

The hair in her hand was jet-black and not auburn, the eyes that were looking at her slavishly were a bright emerald green and not a mischievous twinkling brown at all.

Albus looked back at her with every sign of being in love.

She’d grabbed the wrong Potter.

Comments

[torino10154]

Well, damn!! She's in a tricky spot now, isn't she? Easiest solution I can think of is a threesome. LOL Awesome work, Daye!

[lightofdaye]

lol! Thank you! Alas, I'm thinking this is more of an 'all love is unrequited' type affair.

This is the rare instance where I have a James who is a dick who is willing to flirt and tease and get Dom's hopes up while actually having no interest in her whatsoever.