Fic: Warmth (Harry/Parvati)
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lightofdayeTitle: Warmth
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 379
Content: PWP, vaginal sex, sort of fluffy?
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:Harry and Parvati have been dating for a while. This is their first time together.
A/n: Struggling for GYWO writing; this was attempt at purest PWP but the characterisation ended up being oddly warm and fluffy, sort of? Hence the title. The summary is less a summary and more the only thing that gives it context.
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Parvati Patil was stretched out on her bed under Harry's fervent gaze. Her body was a light brown that glowed in the low light, her inky black hair was unbound and spread out underneath like a second blanket. Her magnificent chest rose and fell quickly, her breasts capped with hard nearly black nipples.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, placing on hand on her bare leg.
"A-absolutely," Parvati said as if her quick breathing wasn't as much nerves as arousal. Her hand was warm against Harry's cheek but then moved to tug him closer. "Let's do this."
Harry moved so he was on top of her, his arms braced wide. He kissed Parvati, soft gentle, kisses. Their lips met and separated and met again. Parvati's hands strikes his chest, and arms before wrapping around him. Her legs went wider and Harry left his weight down a bit, his bare hard cock pressed against her mound.
"Hang on a sec," He gasped between kisses, placing his weight on arm, he lifted himself up and reached between them, to direct his cock.
They squirmed and fidgeted and then finding the right angle almost by accident he sank into her an inch or two.
"Oh!" Parvati gasped.
Her eyes were round as plates, Harry retreated slightly, but hand a fell firmly on to his hip holding him steady. He pushed forward a bit more.
"Oh, my!" The grip tightened,
He retreated until Parvati relaxed and then pushed home again.
"Oh fuck," Parvati moaned but the pressure on his hip was steady. "Fuck yes."
Harry thrust, slowly and gently but very definitely, using his whole length to bury himself in Parvati's warm, very wet depths.
Her hand trailed it's way up the length of his back to his shoulder pulling him down. It limited the length of his strokes but it mashed her chest against his.
Harry's had extracted his hand from between them when they fell into a rhythm and now, it found Parvati's free hand and their fingers entwined.
Their eyes locked, Harry gave her a smile and she blushed like that was the most intimate thing they'd done.
"You're amazing," He said huskily. "I could do this forever."
And he continued his slow place, doing his best to make that true.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 379
Content: PWP, vaginal sex, sort of fluffy?
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:Harry and Parvati have been dating for a while. This is their first time together.
A/n: Struggling for GYWO writing; this was attempt at purest PWP but the characterisation ended up being oddly warm and fluffy, sort of? Hence the title. The summary is less a summary and more the only thing that gives it context.
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Parvati Patil was stretched out on her bed under Harry's fervent gaze. Her body was a light brown that glowed in the low light, her inky black hair was unbound and spread out underneath like a second blanket. Her magnificent chest rose and fell quickly, her breasts capped with hard nearly black nipples.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, placing on hand on her bare leg.
"A-absolutely," Parvati said as if her quick breathing wasn't as much nerves as arousal. Her hand was warm against Harry's cheek but then moved to tug him closer. "Let's do this."
Harry moved so he was on top of her, his arms braced wide. He kissed Parvati, soft gentle, kisses. Their lips met and separated and met again. Parvati's hands strikes his chest, and arms before wrapping around him. Her legs went wider and Harry left his weight down a bit, his bare hard cock pressed against her mound.
"Hang on a sec," He gasped between kisses, placing his weight on arm, he lifted himself up and reached between them, to direct his cock.
They squirmed and fidgeted and then finding the right angle almost by accident he sank into her an inch or two.
"Oh!" Parvati gasped.
Her eyes were round as plates, Harry retreated slightly, but hand a fell firmly on to his hip holding him steady. He pushed forward a bit more.
"Oh, my!" The grip tightened,
He retreated until Parvati relaxed and then pushed home again.
"Oh fuck," Parvati moaned but the pressure on his hip was steady. "Fuck yes."
Harry thrust, slowly and gently but very definitely, using his whole length to bury himself in Parvati's warm, very wet depths.
Her hand trailed it's way up the length of his back to his shoulder pulling him down. It limited the length of his strokes but it mashed her chest against his.
Harry's had extracted his hand from between them when they fell into a rhythm and now, it found Parvati's free hand and their fingers entwined.
Their eyes locked, Harry gave her a smile and she blushed like that was the most intimate thing they'd done.
"You're amazing," He said huskily. "I could do this forever."
And he continued his slow place, doing his best to make that true.
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