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lightofdayeTitle:A Quiet Night In
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: 13 x 100
Content: Explicit sex, incest (first cousins), sofa sex, tit-sucking, fingering, blowjob, vaginal sex, doggy style, banter, humour
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:James and Dom have a rare night off at the same time.
A/n: It's longer but I still can't stop writing in drabbles!
It was Saturday night. James Sirius Potter thought that he should probably be partying on Saturday night, he had a reputation to uphold but since he’d started Auror training he just didn’t have the energy most weeks. This week was different: this week he was full of energy. He still wasn’t going out though because this week Dominique Weasley’s schedule at St Mungo’s had given her a rare evening off at the same time as he had one.
“Want to go out?” Dom said.
“No,” James said with a wink. Dom blushed.
“A quiet night in then?”
“That’s the idea.”
Dominique was a tall, slender, lithe woman and she slid easily into James’ lap, wrapping her arms about his neck and kissing him eagerly.
James moaned into Dom’s mouth and she took full advantage, her tongue darting forward to play over James’. He engulfed her in his arms, pulling her close, one arm around her waist, the other reaching upwards.
Dominique relaxed letting him support all of her, she was pressed to James’ front, her chest and his were seamless. James could feel Dom’s every excited breath shudder through them both.
He lost himself in the sweetness of the kiss.
With Dom completely in his arms, James turned sideways, sifting them about and laying Dom down on the sofa.
Dom’s eyes went a bit wide and her hands gripped his arm abd back but they didn’t stop kissing and now James was on top. Dom’s legs had fallen open and They gasped as the bulging front of James’ jeans pressed at the crux of Dominique’s thighs, he rocked his hips causing a delicious friction to run through them both.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” James said huskily, as he hoisted himself up on one arm to view Dominique spread out underneath him.
Dominique was breathing heavily now, James could see the distinct rising and falling over her chest, straining against her tight t-shirt, which is a way of saying he was unabashedly staring at her tits. They weren’t huge but they were nicely sized and perky and right now forming distinct points in the sheer fabric they were covered in.
“Why Dominique, you naughty girl, are you even wearing a bra?” James drawled.
“Find out,” Dom said.
James got a couple of fingers under the hem of Dom’s t-shirt and with her help pushed it up. As promised, there was nothing underneath.
James grinned at Dominique’s bare breasts, and she gave a breathless giggle at his unwavering delight in them. Her smile gave way to a round mouthed expression of surprised though as James swooped down and engulfed one of them in his mouth.
“Oh. Yes.” Dom moaned as James tongue swirled over one pale nipple.
James switched breasts and moved his free hand to play with the one he’d abandoned. Dominique’s died down to the softest panting sounds, as she wriggled and squirmed offering more of herself to James’ attentions.
“Please, that’s it, please James,” Dominique pleaded. “I wanna… I’m ready.”
“Ready, are you?” James teased. “Let’s find out shall we?”
He shifted so he was laying alongside Dominique, giving her a quick kiss before letting his hands wander over her body, fondling her breasts again for a moment before going downward, his fingertips trailing over her skin until they reached her waist.
James attempted to undo the button of Dom’s jeans and after a moment she moved to help him. Dominique squirmed and lifted her hips until they’d pushed the jeans down enough for her legs to spread again.
With a deep breath, James pushed his hand into her knickers.
Dominique was soaking wet, the tips of James’ fingers slid easily over her folds without resistance. He pressed a finger into her and went into the first joint easily. Dom moaned at the intrusion.
“It’s okay,” James said soothingly, moving to rub the hood of her clit instead. “it’s okay. You like that?”
“What do you think?” Dom gasped.
“I think you weren’t kidding about being ready.”
“No shit,” Dom said. “Now the question is are you?”
“I’m always ready, babe.”
“Is that so? You don’t want my help?” Dom chuckled, then theatrically licked her lips
“Well if you insist.”
“Up you get then,” Dominique said, matching actions to words by sliding off the sofa, and shedding her clothes entirely.
“That’s the idea,” James said coming to his feet. Their hands collided as both went to undo his belt, James left her at it while he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it away.
“Nice!” Dom said with a laugh but then she had James’ entire attention because she’d pulled down his jeans and pants and grabbed his cock. “Now what am I going to do with this?”
Dom placed a kiss on the tip of his cock.
The blowjob started almost gently, with Dominique stroking his cock and sucking on the head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked but she quickly picked up the pace. Dom’s head descended taking James’ cock deeper with each attempt.
James practically howled when Dom’s hands fondled his arse squeezing and tugging at it so that he thrust into her throat.
Taking the hint, James started to move his hips and buried his hands in her silky soft hair. Dom’s hands left his arse to play with her own breast and finger herself instead, as sucking him turned her on as well.
James groaned and grunted as he fucked Dominique’s face. Panting hoarsely with effort, he closed his eyes unless the sight of it made him come.
Ultimately though he had to pull himself free.
Dom gasped for breath for a moment.
“James?”
“Don’t want to come like this. I want you.” James said huskily.
“How?”
“On the sofa.”
Dom laughed and moved to crouch on the sofa’s cushions, her hands gripping the back, she glanced back over her shoulder at him and wiggled her arse at him.
“Is this how you want me, Jamie?”
James just stared, dumbstruck for a change.
Dominique’s bum was round and firm and perfectly framed her wet pussy. James’ cock was still glistening wetly with Dom’s drool, so he wasted now time in stepping forward and pressing into Dom.
She keened softly, so he stopped.
“Fuck!” She swore roughly, “Do it, James.”
James grabbed her by the hips and pushed on his cock sinking easily into her wet heat. Dom’s head fell down to near her hands on the sofa’s back but he persisted until he was buried to the hilt in her.
“Fuck!” James groaned in delight.
“Oh, Yeah.”
They start to move in earnest.
“Oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck,” James moaned pulling out and snapping forward back into Dominique each time.
“Fuck, yeah! Yeah, fuck me!” Dom chanted back.
Their bodies smacked loudly as they slapped together.
James’ hands moved briefly to Dom’s shoulders, increasing the force of their collisions as she whimpered and moan but ended up draped over her his mouth on the crux of her neck and his hands joining hers on the sofa back.
“That’s it, that’s it,” He gasped.
“James… I’m gonna...” Dominique managed to get out as her body shook in climax and James followed quickly behind.
They collapsed, still entwined up together along the width of the sofa, sinking into a doze.
James was only half awake and thinking of summoning a blanket to cover them when Dominique stirred.
“I needed that,” she said hoarsely.
“Me too,” James croaked.
“It was amazing,” she tried to say more but broke off coughing.
“You alright?”
“Oh fine, I think I just wrecked my voice.”
James noticed that his voice to wasn’t in the best condition.
“It was all that screaming my name, I guess.”
“You were the one screaming.”
“Huh, so much for a quiet night in then.”
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: 13 x 100
Content: Explicit sex, incest (first cousins), sofa sex, tit-sucking, fingering, blowjob, vaginal sex, doggy style, banter, humour
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:James and Dom have a rare night off at the same time.
A/n: It's longer but I still can't stop writing in drabbles!
It was Saturday night. James Sirius Potter thought that he should probably be partying on Saturday night, he had a reputation to uphold but since he’d started Auror training he just didn’t have the energy most weeks. This week was different: this week he was full of energy. He still wasn’t going out though because this week Dominique Weasley’s schedule at St Mungo’s had given her a rare evening off at the same time as he had one.
“Want to go out?” Dom said.
“No,” James said with a wink. Dom blushed.
“A quiet night in then?”
“That’s the idea.”
Dominique was a tall, slender, lithe woman and she slid easily into James’ lap, wrapping her arms about his neck and kissing him eagerly.
James moaned into Dom’s mouth and she took full advantage, her tongue darting forward to play over James’. He engulfed her in his arms, pulling her close, one arm around her waist, the other reaching upwards.
Dominique relaxed letting him support all of her, she was pressed to James’ front, her chest and his were seamless. James could feel Dom’s every excited breath shudder through them both.
He lost himself in the sweetness of the kiss.
With Dom completely in his arms, James turned sideways, sifting them about and laying Dom down on the sofa.
Dom’s eyes went a bit wide and her hands gripped his arm abd back but they didn’t stop kissing and now James was on top. Dom’s legs had fallen open and They gasped as the bulging front of James’ jeans pressed at the crux of Dominique’s thighs, he rocked his hips causing a delicious friction to run through them both.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” James said huskily, as he hoisted himself up on one arm to view Dominique spread out underneath him.
Dominique was breathing heavily now, James could see the distinct rising and falling over her chest, straining against her tight t-shirt, which is a way of saying he was unabashedly staring at her tits. They weren’t huge but they were nicely sized and perky and right now forming distinct points in the sheer fabric they were covered in.
“Why Dominique, you naughty girl, are you even wearing a bra?” James drawled.
“Find out,” Dom said.
James got a couple of fingers under the hem of Dom’s t-shirt and with her help pushed it up. As promised, there was nothing underneath.
James grinned at Dominique’s bare breasts, and she gave a breathless giggle at his unwavering delight in them. Her smile gave way to a round mouthed expression of surprised though as James swooped down and engulfed one of them in his mouth.
“Oh. Yes.” Dom moaned as James tongue swirled over one pale nipple.
James switched breasts and moved his free hand to play with the one he’d abandoned. Dominique’s died down to the softest panting sounds, as she wriggled and squirmed offering more of herself to James’ attentions.
“Please, that’s it, please James,” Dominique pleaded. “I wanna… I’m ready.”
“Ready, are you?” James teased. “Let’s find out shall we?”
He shifted so he was laying alongside Dominique, giving her a quick kiss before letting his hands wander over her body, fondling her breasts again for a moment before going downward, his fingertips trailing over her skin until they reached her waist.
James attempted to undo the button of Dom’s jeans and after a moment she moved to help him. Dominique squirmed and lifted her hips until they’d pushed the jeans down enough for her legs to spread again.
With a deep breath, James pushed his hand into her knickers.
Dominique was soaking wet, the tips of James’ fingers slid easily over her folds without resistance. He pressed a finger into her and went into the first joint easily. Dom moaned at the intrusion.
“It’s okay,” James said soothingly, moving to rub the hood of her clit instead. “it’s okay. You like that?”
“What do you think?” Dom gasped.
“I think you weren’t kidding about being ready.”
“No shit,” Dom said. “Now the question is are you?”
“I’m always ready, babe.”
“Is that so? You don’t want my help?” Dom chuckled, then theatrically licked her lips
“Well if you insist.”
“Up you get then,” Dominique said, matching actions to words by sliding off the sofa, and shedding her clothes entirely.
“That’s the idea,” James said coming to his feet. Their hands collided as both went to undo his belt, James left her at it while he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it away.
“Nice!” Dom said with a laugh but then she had James’ entire attention because she’d pulled down his jeans and pants and grabbed his cock. “Now what am I going to do with this?”
Dom placed a kiss on the tip of his cock.
The blowjob started almost gently, with Dominique stroking his cock and sucking on the head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked but she quickly picked up the pace. Dom’s head descended taking James’ cock deeper with each attempt.
James practically howled when Dom’s hands fondled his arse squeezing and tugging at it so that he thrust into her throat.
Taking the hint, James started to move his hips and buried his hands in her silky soft hair. Dom’s hands left his arse to play with her own breast and finger herself instead, as sucking him turned her on as well.
James groaned and grunted as he fucked Dominique’s face. Panting hoarsely with effort, he closed his eyes unless the sight of it made him come.
Ultimately though he had to pull himself free.
Dom gasped for breath for a moment.
“James?”
“Don’t want to come like this. I want you.” James said huskily.
“How?”
“On the sofa.”
Dom laughed and moved to crouch on the sofa’s cushions, her hands gripping the back, she glanced back over her shoulder at him and wiggled her arse at him.
“Is this how you want me, Jamie?”
James just stared, dumbstruck for a change.
Dominique’s bum was round and firm and perfectly framed her wet pussy. James’ cock was still glistening wetly with Dom’s drool, so he wasted now time in stepping forward and pressing into Dom.
She keened softly, so he stopped.
“Fuck!” She swore roughly, “Do it, James.”
James grabbed her by the hips and pushed on his cock sinking easily into her wet heat. Dom’s head fell down to near her hands on the sofa’s back but he persisted until he was buried to the hilt in her.
“Fuck!” James groaned in delight.
“Oh, Yeah.”
They start to move in earnest.
“Oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck,” James moaned pulling out and snapping forward back into Dominique each time.
“Fuck, yeah! Yeah, fuck me!” Dom chanted back.
Their bodies smacked loudly as they slapped together.
James’ hands moved briefly to Dom’s shoulders, increasing the force of their collisions as she whimpered and moan but ended up draped over her his mouth on the crux of her neck and his hands joining hers on the sofa back.
“That’s it, that’s it,” He gasped.
“James… I’m gonna...” Dominique managed to get out as her body shook in climax and James followed quickly behind.
They collapsed, still entwined up together along the width of the sofa, sinking into a doze.
James was only half awake and thinking of summoning a blanket to cover them when Dominique stirred.
“I needed that,” she said hoarsely.
“Me too,” James croaked.
“It was amazing,” she tried to say more but broke off coughing.
“You alright?”
“Oh fine, I think I just wrecked my voice.”
James noticed that his voice to wasn’t in the best condition.
“It was all that screaming my name, I guess.”
“You were the one screaming.”
“Huh, so much for a quiet night in then.”
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