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lightofdayeTitle: Just Her Boss
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Blaise/Dominique, James Sirius/Dominique
Word Count: 600
Content: Dark fic, ambiguous situation, workplace relationship, age difference - older man/younger woman, power imbalance -
boss/employee extremely dubious consent, memory charms, blowjob, vaginal sex, office desk sex, multiple tenses used, first cousins in a relationship.
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: He's rich, handsome and her boss so James has no need to be jealous of him and Dom, or does he?
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 9 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
weasleyjumpers for the prompts: "Dominique/Blaise", "12 Grimmauld Place" and "Blood-flavoured Lollipop". Do check those tags. Tip of the hat to torino10154 because I'm sure this is inspired by/an amalgamation of several of her fics.
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"What's up with you?" Dominique said to James as the party at Number 12 Grimmuald Place swirled up around them. "You look like someone slipped you a Blood lollipop."
"You know what's up. He's here," James said.
"He's my boss, James." Dom said. Uncle Harry was hosting a get-together for his fellow ministry workers.
Blaise Zabini points his wand at the office door. It closes and locks with a very final sounding click
"He did the stroke the hand routine," James said.
"We shook hands, that's professional," Dom retorted.
"And he's all up in your space," insisted James.
Dominique backs up and hits the desk. Blaise's places his arms to either side of her, bracketing her in. His body is warm and his breath smells of firewhiskey.
"It's a crowded room." Dominique said. "Honestly James, jealously is not as attractive as you seem to think it is. What do you think is happening."
"I don't think anything is happening."
"Well good, because nothing is happening."
Blaise runs his hands over her body. Dominique freezes but his touch is gentle and practised. His warm hands follow the lines of her legs, around her body to feel her bum and then to squeeze her breasts. Dominique whimpers, Blaise chuckles through her thin blouse and bra he can feel her nipples harden for him.
"I just know what he wants to happen."
"Don't be ridiculous. He's as old as your dad."
"Does that stop him, I bet. He's a Silver Fox or so he thinks and powerful... rich."
Now she's topless and Blaise places a hand on her shoulder, she sinks to her knees. His cock is thick and hard and heavy. He places her hand on her head. His cock fills Dominique's mouth. His hand strokes through her short strawberry-blonde hair as she sucks.
"Rich?! What are you implying?"
"Hello there, again Ms Weasley," said a rich baritone voice. "Or Dominique if you'll permit me. 'Ms Weasley' doesn't narrow down much here I find."
"Hello, Mr Zabini."
"Blaise, please," Zabini said. "While we are off duty at least. Is this your boyfriend who I've heard about?"
"Y-" James started. "He's my cousin," Dom said cutting across him and setting her jaw mulishly.
"Have I intruded? My apologies-" Zabini tilted his head quizzically and made to retreat but he had one last shot for James. -"See you on Monday, Dominique dear."
Dominique's on her back on her boss' desk, her legs spread wide. Blaise's fingers pushed her knickers to one side. He pushes into her in one huge thrust, Dominque's mouth falls open she makes to call out but he shoves two fingers into her mouth and she sucks them.
Blaise grunts and groans as he fucks her hard and faster, Dominique feels a rush of pleasure, steadily rising. She's nearly there when he pulls out of her and comes, a burst of fluid that splatters over her knickers and stomach.
"See? See!" hissed James.
"That's Ridiculous, just nonsense," Dominique repeated to herself as if trying to convince herself of something.
They don't talk to each other for the rest of the night.
Dominique's hands shake as she pulls she clothes back on. Blaise is lounging in his office chair with a drink in hand, watching her. She can't believe what he… what she's done.
"Very good Ms Weasley," he said.
She doesn't respond. She smooths down her blouse and she's half way to the door when he speaks again.
"One last thing my dear,"
She half turns to look at him. She registers he's pointing a wand at her too late.
"Obliviate!"
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Blaise/Dominique, James Sirius/Dominique
Word Count: 600
Content: Dark fic, ambiguous situation, workplace relationship, age difference - older man/younger woman, power imbalance -
boss/employee extremely dubious consent, memory charms, blowjob, vaginal sex, office desk sex, multiple tenses used, first cousins in a relationship.
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: He's rich, handsome and her boss so James has no need to be jealous of him and Dom, or does he?
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 9 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at
weasleyjumpers for the prompts: "Dominique/Blaise", "12 Grimmauld Place" and "Blood-flavoured Lollipop". Do check those tags. Tip of the hat to torino10154 because I'm sure this is inspired by/an amalgamation of several of her fics.---
"What's up with you?" Dominique said to James as the party at Number 12 Grimmuald Place swirled up around them. "You look like someone slipped you a Blood lollipop."
"You know what's up. He's here," James said.
"He's my boss, James." Dom said. Uncle Harry was hosting a get-together for his fellow ministry workers.
Blaise Zabini points his wand at the office door. It closes and locks with a very final sounding click
"He did the stroke the hand routine," James said.
"We shook hands, that's professional," Dom retorted.
"And he's all up in your space," insisted James.
Dominique backs up and hits the desk. Blaise's places his arms to either side of her, bracketing her in. His body is warm and his breath smells of firewhiskey.
"It's a crowded room." Dominique said. "Honestly James, jealously is not as attractive as you seem to think it is. What do you think is happening."
"I don't think anything is happening."
"Well good, because nothing is happening."
Blaise runs his hands over her body. Dominique freezes but his touch is gentle and practised. His warm hands follow the lines of her legs, around her body to feel her bum and then to squeeze her breasts. Dominique whimpers, Blaise chuckles through her thin blouse and bra he can feel her nipples harden for him.
"I just know what he wants to happen."
"Don't be ridiculous. He's as old as your dad."
"Does that stop him, I bet. He's a Silver Fox or so he thinks and powerful... rich."
Now she's topless and Blaise places a hand on her shoulder, she sinks to her knees. His cock is thick and hard and heavy. He places her hand on her head. His cock fills Dominique's mouth. His hand strokes through her short strawberry-blonde hair as she sucks.
"Rich?! What are you implying?"
"Hello there, again Ms Weasley," said a rich baritone voice. "Or Dominique if you'll permit me. 'Ms Weasley' doesn't narrow down much here I find."
"Hello, Mr Zabini."
"Blaise, please," Zabini said. "While we are off duty at least. Is this your boyfriend who I've heard about?"
"Y-" James started. "He's my cousin," Dom said cutting across him and setting her jaw mulishly.
"Have I intruded? My apologies-" Zabini tilted his head quizzically and made to retreat but he had one last shot for James. -"See you on Monday, Dominique dear."
Dominique's on her back on her boss' desk, her legs spread wide. Blaise's fingers pushed her knickers to one side. He pushes into her in one huge thrust, Dominque's mouth falls open she makes to call out but he shoves two fingers into her mouth and she sucks them.
Blaise grunts and groans as he fucks her hard and faster, Dominique feels a rush of pleasure, steadily rising. She's nearly there when he pulls out of her and comes, a burst of fluid that splatters over her knickers and stomach.
"See? See!" hissed James.
"That's Ridiculous, just nonsense," Dominique repeated to herself as if trying to convince herself of something.
They don't talk to each other for the rest of the night.
Dominique's hands shake as she pulls she clothes back on. Blaise is lounging in his office chair with a drink in hand, watching her. She can't believe what he… what she's done.
"Very good Ms Weasley," he said.
She doesn't respond. She smooths down her blouse and she's half way to the door when he speaks again.
"One last thing my dear,"
She half turns to look at him. She registers he's pointing a wand at her too late.
"Obliviate!"
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