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lightofdayeTitle: Birthday Bumps
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Daphne Greengrass
Word Count: 200
Content:PWP, femdom, bondage, banter, birthday spanking
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:Daphne puts a birthday tradition into practise.
A/n: Written for Harry Potter's birthday!
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"Well aren't you a pretty sight?" said the sultry voice of Daphne Greengrass. "For such an old man, anyway."
Harry Potter was certainly on display. He was on his knees at the end of his bed and he was bend over it, face down. His wrists were trapped in leather manacles at the small of his back and simply for the look of it, his ankles had similar restrains.
"Less of the old, please," He grumbled.
"No back talk. It's like you're asking for punishment."
A shiver of anticipation went down Harry's spine.
"No, of course not."
The was touch on the nape of Harry's neck, warm fingers in cool silk. Harry moaned as she traced the lines of his back from top down to bottom, leaping over his hands to cup his arse.
"Such a pretty bum," Daphne said, "and it looks better spanked red, don't you think?"
Harry's reply was a moan and a wiggle of his arse. He was hard already.
"Considering the occasion," she said thoughtfully. "I think one for every year is in order."
"Oh Merlin, no," Harry burst out. "That's far too many"
"We'll see," said Daphne. "And of course… one to grow on."
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Daphne Greengrass
Word Count: 200
Content:PWP, femdom, bondage, banter, birthday spanking
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:Daphne puts a birthday tradition into practise.
A/n: Written for Harry Potter's birthday!
---
"Well aren't you a pretty sight?" said the sultry voice of Daphne Greengrass. "For such an old man, anyway."
Harry Potter was certainly on display. He was on his knees at the end of his bed and he was bend over it, face down. His wrists were trapped in leather manacles at the small of his back and simply for the look of it, his ankles had similar restrains.
"Less of the old, please," He grumbled.
"No back talk. It's like you're asking for punishment."
A shiver of anticipation went down Harry's spine.
"No, of course not."
The was touch on the nape of Harry's neck, warm fingers in cool silk. Harry moaned as she traced the lines of his back from top down to bottom, leaping over his hands to cup his arse.
"Such a pretty bum," Daphne said, "and it looks better spanked red, don't you think?"
Harry's reply was a moan and a wiggle of his arse. He was hard already.
"Considering the occasion," she said thoughtfully. "I think one for every year is in order."
"Oh Merlin, no," Harry burst out. "That's far too many"
"We'll see," said Daphne. "And of course… one to grow on."
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Date: 2023-07-31 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-31 10:18 pm (UTC)Thanks very much for reading (and inspiring)!