Fic: The Favour (Harry/Pansy)
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lightofdayeTitle: The Favour
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 887
Content: PWP, Mild Femdom, Facesitting, brief 69ing.
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: Pansy has an odd idea of what a favour is.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Hadn't written these two for a while.
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Harry Potter was still mostly dressed when Pansy Parkinson pushed him down on his back in her bed. His robes and shoes were gone but he still wore trousers and shirt albeit mostly unbuttoned.
Pansy on the other hand was entirely naked apart from darkest green lipstick. Other people might have been vulnerable in the situation but Pansy just struck a pose, apparently just to let Harry drink her in.
She had full round breasts, smooth pale skin and in vivid contrast black hair both on her hair falling to her shoulders and a dark trimmed triangle of it covering her mound.
“Like what you see?” She asked theatrically.
“I do,” Harry replied huskily.
Still fixing her cool grey eyes on him, Pansy leant forward, showing harry to tops of her breasts in silhouette with the peaks of her nipples visible. Then she got on the bed and slowly crawled over him until they were face to face. The pace of Harry’s heart and breathe quickened, he caught a whiff of perfume and felt the warm of her closeness.
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” She said with a grin and a wink and then, bracing her hands on the headboard, moved forward again until she was kneeling with one knee to each side of the pillow and Harry was staring upwards directly at her cunt.
Harry let out a soft moan as he gazed upwards at Pansy’s pretty pink pussy. Whether due to their snogging and foreplay or simple excitement at what she was doing her folds and entrance glistened with wetness.
Pansy giggled at the sound he’d made, then she lowered herself closer to Harry’s face, hovering for a second before sitting firmly on Harry’s face.
Head sinking fast in to the pillow, Harry was overwhelmed with the sensation of being surrounded and pressed down and the taste and smell of Pansy filled his mouth and nostril.
He didn’t know she’d even heard his surprised noise until Pansy lifted herself off him again.
“I’m sorry, was that too fast for you, Potter?” She said though she sounded more amused than contrite.
Harry’s arms went up from his sides up to grab Pansy’s hips and pull her down to just the right height for him to tilt his head forward slightly and start to eat her out and he did so with great energy.
“That’’s right!” Pansy said. “That’s goo-oooh!”
Everything else fell away for Harry, as he concentrated on making Pansy squirm and squeal. He dragged the tip of his tongue over and through her folds, parting them so he could lick more deeply into her and was reward by the renewed taste of her flooding over him almost literally. Pansy moaned and gasped, she met his eyes for a second and then blushed at meeting his gasp and through her hand back, she tried to move her hips but his grip held them steady as he devoured her.
In what he presumed to be a bid for control, Pansy buried her hand in the head of the top of his head, and forcefully pressed it flat the bed again. Leaning forward and pushing down so she was grinding on him, practically spreading her pussy all over his mouth and chin. Harry did care though, he moaned enthusiastically as arousal was smeared over him, and just kept thrusting his tongue into a deeply as possible and as high as possible to get as much friction on her clit as possible.
It was in a sense a face against time but Harry was confident of winning as Pansy’s gyrations and grinding became slowly and more forceful and her breathing went deep and ragged. At last her body moved sharply and then still, Harry fancied he could feel her convulsions and wetness through the cunt pressed to his face, he could only here her cries but they seemed to be a mixture of curse and swear words and then she rolled off of him.
Harry remained lying flat out in the bed while Pansy slumped down and turned to sit resting her back against the headboard both of them gasping and panting, albeit for more than one reason in Harry’s case.
After a long while, Pansy spoke.
“Aren’t you going to thank me for the favour?”
Harry started and then laughed in surprise.
“You mean for sitting on my face?”
“Exactly. I know you loved it.”
“I did,” said Harry with another chuckle. He couldn’t deny it. His heart was still racing and producing a very uncomfortable constriction in his pants. “Thank you so much, Parkinson. Though if you feel like doing me another favour.”- He waggled his hips. - “I wouldn’t complain.”
“Hmm,” Pansy said. “Nothing but work for you is it?”
But she moved to straddle Harry again, this time facing down the bed and deftly undid his trousers and pants to free his cock, which sprung up erect to point into her face.
“Now what am I going to do with this?”
Harry jerked his hips up in answer.
“Oh fine, just because it’s you.” Pansy said and wrapping her mouth about Harry’s cock.
Harry moaned in satisfaction but with Pansy waving her arse over his head, temptation overwhelmed him and he started licking Pansy’s pussy again long before she was done sucking him off.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 887
Content: PWP, Mild Femdom, Facesitting, brief 69ing.
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: Pansy has an odd idea of what a favour is.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Hadn't written these two for a while.
---
Harry Potter was still mostly dressed when Pansy Parkinson pushed him down on his back in her bed. His robes and shoes were gone but he still wore trousers and shirt albeit mostly unbuttoned.
Pansy on the other hand was entirely naked apart from darkest green lipstick. Other people might have been vulnerable in the situation but Pansy just struck a pose, apparently just to let Harry drink her in.
She had full round breasts, smooth pale skin and in vivid contrast black hair both on her hair falling to her shoulders and a dark trimmed triangle of it covering her mound.
“Like what you see?” She asked theatrically.
“I do,” Harry replied huskily.
Still fixing her cool grey eyes on him, Pansy leant forward, showing harry to tops of her breasts in silhouette with the peaks of her nipples visible. Then she got on the bed and slowly crawled over him until they were face to face. The pace of Harry’s heart and breathe quickened, he caught a whiff of perfume and felt the warm of her closeness.
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” She said with a grin and a wink and then, bracing her hands on the headboard, moved forward again until she was kneeling with one knee to each side of the pillow and Harry was staring upwards directly at her cunt.
Harry let out a soft moan as he gazed upwards at Pansy’s pretty pink pussy. Whether due to their snogging and foreplay or simple excitement at what she was doing her folds and entrance glistened with wetness.
Pansy giggled at the sound he’d made, then she lowered herself closer to Harry’s face, hovering for a second before sitting firmly on Harry’s face.
Head sinking fast in to the pillow, Harry was overwhelmed with the sensation of being surrounded and pressed down and the taste and smell of Pansy filled his mouth and nostril.
He didn’t know she’d even heard his surprised noise until Pansy lifted herself off him again.
“I’m sorry, was that too fast for you, Potter?” She said though she sounded more amused than contrite.
Harry’s arms went up from his sides up to grab Pansy’s hips and pull her down to just the right height for him to tilt his head forward slightly and start to eat her out and he did so with great energy.
“That’’s right!” Pansy said. “That’s goo-oooh!”
Everything else fell away for Harry, as he concentrated on making Pansy squirm and squeal. He dragged the tip of his tongue over and through her folds, parting them so he could lick more deeply into her and was reward by the renewed taste of her flooding over him almost literally. Pansy moaned and gasped, she met his eyes for a second and then blushed at meeting his gasp and through her hand back, she tried to move her hips but his grip held them steady as he devoured her.
In what he presumed to be a bid for control, Pansy buried her hand in the head of the top of his head, and forcefully pressed it flat the bed again. Leaning forward and pushing down so she was grinding on him, practically spreading her pussy all over his mouth and chin. Harry did care though, he moaned enthusiastically as arousal was smeared over him, and just kept thrusting his tongue into a deeply as possible and as high as possible to get as much friction on her clit as possible.
It was in a sense a face against time but Harry was confident of winning as Pansy’s gyrations and grinding became slowly and more forceful and her breathing went deep and ragged. At last her body moved sharply and then still, Harry fancied he could feel her convulsions and wetness through the cunt pressed to his face, he could only here her cries but they seemed to be a mixture of curse and swear words and then she rolled off of him.
Harry remained lying flat out in the bed while Pansy slumped down and turned to sit resting her back against the headboard both of them gasping and panting, albeit for more than one reason in Harry’s case.
After a long while, Pansy spoke.
“Aren’t you going to thank me for the favour?”
Harry started and then laughed in surprise.
“You mean for sitting on my face?”
“Exactly. I know you loved it.”
“I did,” said Harry with another chuckle. He couldn’t deny it. His heart was still racing and producing a very uncomfortable constriction in his pants. “Thank you so much, Parkinson. Though if you feel like doing me another favour.”- He waggled his hips. - “I wouldn’t complain.”
“Hmm,” Pansy said. “Nothing but work for you is it?”
But she moved to straddle Harry again, this time facing down the bed and deftly undid his trousers and pants to free his cock, which sprung up erect to point into her face.
“Now what am I going to do with this?”
Harry jerked his hips up in answer.
“Oh fine, just because it’s you.” Pansy said and wrapping her mouth about Harry’s cock.
Harry moaned in satisfaction but with Pansy waving her arse over his head, temptation overwhelmed him and he started licking Pansy’s pussy again long before she was done sucking him off.
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