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lightofdaye) wrote2023-10-11 04:44 pm
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Entry tags:
Fic: Displacement (Harry/Tonks)
Title: Displacement
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Nymphadora Tonks, past Lupin/Tonks
Word Count: ~1,300
Content:, Tonks lives/Lupin died AU, smut and angst, alcohol use, casual sex, kissing, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, grief, consent issues/false pretences, reference to breastfeeding (Teddy, not in pairing)
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: For the first time in a long time, Tonks goes on an Auror's night out.
A/n:I don't usually do Remdora even past Remdora but hey that's inspiration for you. It's important to check tags because of that; this has my usual smut but also messed up complicated feelings because of the scenario playing out. Thanks totorino10154 for forcing me to write and beta-reading this.
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Most Aurors liked to party; it was a stress relief mechanism from the pressures of the job. Harry Potter wasn't as fond of it as some but he went out often enough to keep his end up. Apparently, according to the others, Nymphadora Tonks had been a famous party animal.
That had been before the War, of course.
Her absence went unmentioned most of the time. She was, after all, a young mother. But when she mentioned to Harry that her mum, Andromeda, had Teddy for that Friday night so she was free, everyone's ears perked up and plans were made.
To everyone's surprise Tonks actually turned up. Harry saw that, for the first time in a long time, her hair was pink and she was wearing jeans, a dragonhide jacket and a well-worn Weird Sisters t-shirt.
A very tight Weird Sisters t-shirt, Harry noticed. Tonks caught him staring.
"Wotcher, Harry, like what you see?"
Harry blushed and mumbled himself into incoherence. Tonks just punched him on the arm and brought him a drink.
"Fuck, things are expensive these days," she said.
"Yeah," Harry said. "I usually just have a six-pack in the flat."
"Why, Harry?" Tonks grinned. "Are you inviting me back to yours?"
They ended up on Harry's sofa, drinking bottles of ale. Harry was halfway down one when Tonks put down her empty bottle and leant in, kissing Harry softly on the lips. Harry kissed her back, enthusiastically, bottle shaking in his hand.
Reluctantly, he pulled back from her.
"You good for this?" Tonks said huskily.
Even Harry didn't need to ask what was meant by 'this.' He nodded.
"I'll go get comfortable, then," Tonks said and sauntered towards Harry's open bedroom door.
Harry hastily gulped down the last of his ale and followed.
Tonks' idea of comfortable was nothing but knickers and the tight t-shirt.
Tonks pounced. She wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and yanked him close, kissing him urgently and repeatedly, mashing her mouth against his and sucking and tugging on his lip.
"I want this," she said between kisses, though Harry had the odd feeling that she might not be talking to him.
Nevertheless, he held her close, his hands tracing the length of her back as she kissed him, cupping and squeezing her bum.
Tonks moaned as he touched her arse and Harry took advantage, kissing her deeply and pushing his tongue into her mouth. After a second, Tonks relaxed into it, with another sweet moan.
After long moments, Tonks pulled away from him, taking a step closer to the bed. Harry moved downwards, kissing her chin and the hollow of her neck. He peeled up the tight fabric and made a little noise as her full round breasts popped out of her shirt.
Her hands moved back to his hair, combing through it as Harry squeezed and licked and sucked her tits. Tonks whimpered and moaned and held him tight to them.
"Oh fuck, oh fu-" Tonks said. "Nobody's sucked my tits since-"
She broke off. Since Teddy was weaned, Harry completed in his head.
Gliding over the moment, Harry ushered Tonks down to sit on the end of his bed. He descended lower to the ground and reached out. Tonks' eyes were half-closed but she shifted her hips as he removed her knickers and put them aside.
He took a deep breath and pressed a kiss to the inside of Tonk's thigh, then he did the other one, a little higher, switching between each legs as he edged nearer his goal.
"What are- oh!" Tonks said.
Harry licked her from the bottom to the top of her pussy. Tonks whimpered so he did it again and she moaned. Harry made a pleased noise of his own a he started to lap at Tonks' cunt. She was very wet, practically dripping over his chin even before he really got going.
"I.. that's not what R-" Tonks said, weakly. "You really like doing that, don't you, Harry?"
Harry nodded in enthusiastic agreement.
Tonks' hand stroked through Harry's hair one final time, then she urged him upwards, pulling him onto the bed and then pushing him down onto it.
"Tonks…" Harry said huskily but he couldn't think of what to say because Tonks was busy undoing his belt and pulling off all the clothes on the lower half of his body. Feeling it'd be weird otherwise, he helped and took his shirt.
Both now entirely naked, Tonks straddled Harry, her eyes avoided his, instead she was looking at his cock standing up hard from his body.
"Now this is what I want," she said.
Tonks gripped Harry's cock firmly by the base and pushed down onto it. She did so more quickly than Harry might have felt wise but it went off without mishap and Harry's eyes widened as his cock was engulfed in slick heat, sliding in easily with Tonks' extreme wetness.
Eyes closed, biting her lip, Tonks bounced herself on Harry's cock, rising and falling at a quick pace. She let out a deep gasp every time she slammed herself down and then pulled herself up again.
Her pace wobbled; Harry placed her hands on her hips, holding her steady and guiding her at the same pace as before.
Her eyes snapped open at his touch and their eyes met.
"Oh no," Tonks said, her pace thrown off entirely. "Oh, you're Harry. You're Harry. No no no."
She got off him entirely and staggered to her feet.
"I mean, I know you're… this isn't right. I shouldn't."
"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay," Harry said, babbling on autopilot, his brain disconnected from his mouth. "We don't have to. Let's have another drink. Tea? Tea. Shall we?"
"No," Tonks said. "I don't want you, I just need this, Harry. It's been fucking forever."
Harry's mouth worked silently, a wash of emotions ran over him.
"Okay," he said quietly.
"Okay?" Tonks said.
"I think I know how to do this."
Harry sat up and pulled Tonks down onto the bed again and then he shoved a pillow into her arms.
"Here you go, something for you to scream into," he said, trying for a light hearted tone.
Tonks got the idea and lay down; face in the pillow, chest flat to the bed, legs folded under her so her arse was up in the air.
Harry moaned appreciatively as he knelt behind her running his hands over her arse but he was awash with emotions: guilt, lust, guilt at the lust and a definite undertone of resentment at his misuse.
He thrust into Tonks from behind and mostly forgot about it. Hands on her hips, Harry pushed forward, sinking to the hilt into her so he was pressed up against her bum.
Sweat beaded on Harry's forehead as he picked up his pace, pounding into Tonks as hard and fast as she'd ridden him and getting faster from there.
"Ahh!" Tonks wailed unrestrainedly. "Ah! Ah! Agh!"
Harry's fucking drew out loud animalistic noises from her that the pillow barely masked. That was okay though, the pillow wasn't really to muffle the sound.
It just meant Tonks didn't have to see who was doing it to her.
Tonks' legs were shaking when Harry reached between them to rub her clit. Tonks howled, pushing back to met his thrusts, her body squirmed and contorted. Tonks' noises died away from lack of breath and then she went limp and still, collapsing flat to the bed and not moving. There was only the sound of her breathing slowing down to show she was still alive.
Harry slumped down next to her and lay down. He didn't know what else to do. He guessed he'd rest his eyes for a moment...
He awoke from a doze, a bare half hour later according to the clock.
Tonks was gone.
Harry sighed. He had a feeling they weren't ever going to talk about this night.
It was a long time before his thoughts and emotions were calm enough for him to drop off to sleep a second time.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Nymphadora Tonks, past Lupin/Tonks
Word Count: ~1,300
Content:, Tonks lives/Lupin died AU, smut and angst, alcohol use, casual sex, kissing, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, grief, consent issues/false pretences, reference to breastfeeding (Teddy, not in pairing)
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: For the first time in a long time, Tonks goes on an Auror's night out.
A/n:I don't usually do Remdora even past Remdora but hey that's inspiration for you. It's important to check tags because of that; this has my usual smut but also messed up complicated feelings because of the scenario playing out. Thanks to
torino10154 for forcing me to write and beta-reading this.- - -
Most Aurors liked to party; it was a stress relief mechanism from the pressures of the job. Harry Potter wasn't as fond of it as some but he went out often enough to keep his end up. Apparently, according to the others, Nymphadora Tonks had been a famous party animal.
That had been before the War, of course.
Her absence went unmentioned most of the time. She was, after all, a young mother. But when she mentioned to Harry that her mum, Andromeda, had Teddy for that Friday night so she was free, everyone's ears perked up and plans were made.
To everyone's surprise Tonks actually turned up. Harry saw that, for the first time in a long time, her hair was pink and she was wearing jeans, a dragonhide jacket and a well-worn Weird Sisters t-shirt.
A very tight Weird Sisters t-shirt, Harry noticed. Tonks caught him staring.
"Wotcher, Harry, like what you see?"
Harry blushed and mumbled himself into incoherence. Tonks just punched him on the arm and brought him a drink.
"Fuck, things are expensive these days," she said.
"Yeah," Harry said. "I usually just have a six-pack in the flat."
"Why, Harry?" Tonks grinned. "Are you inviting me back to yours?"
They ended up on Harry's sofa, drinking bottles of ale. Harry was halfway down one when Tonks put down her empty bottle and leant in, kissing Harry softly on the lips. Harry kissed her back, enthusiastically, bottle shaking in his hand.
Reluctantly, he pulled back from her.
"You good for this?" Tonks said huskily.
Even Harry didn't need to ask what was meant by 'this.' He nodded.
"I'll go get comfortable, then," Tonks said and sauntered towards Harry's open bedroom door.
Harry hastily gulped down the last of his ale and followed.
Tonks' idea of comfortable was nothing but knickers and the tight t-shirt.
Tonks pounced. She wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and yanked him close, kissing him urgently and repeatedly, mashing her mouth against his and sucking and tugging on his lip.
"I want this," she said between kisses, though Harry had the odd feeling that she might not be talking to him.
Nevertheless, he held her close, his hands tracing the length of her back as she kissed him, cupping and squeezing her bum.
Tonks moaned as he touched her arse and Harry took advantage, kissing her deeply and pushing his tongue into her mouth. After a second, Tonks relaxed into it, with another sweet moan.
After long moments, Tonks pulled away from him, taking a step closer to the bed. Harry moved downwards, kissing her chin and the hollow of her neck. He peeled up the tight fabric and made a little noise as her full round breasts popped out of her shirt.
Her hands moved back to his hair, combing through it as Harry squeezed and licked and sucked her tits. Tonks whimpered and moaned and held him tight to them.
"Oh fuck, oh fu-" Tonks said. "Nobody's sucked my tits since-"
She broke off. Since Teddy was weaned, Harry completed in his head.
Gliding over the moment, Harry ushered Tonks down to sit on the end of his bed. He descended lower to the ground and reached out. Tonks' eyes were half-closed but she shifted her hips as he removed her knickers and put them aside.
He took a deep breath and pressed a kiss to the inside of Tonk's thigh, then he did the other one, a little higher, switching between each legs as he edged nearer his goal.
"What are- oh!" Tonks said.
Harry licked her from the bottom to the top of her pussy. Tonks whimpered so he did it again and she moaned. Harry made a pleased noise of his own a he started to lap at Tonks' cunt. She was very wet, practically dripping over his chin even before he really got going.
"I.. that's not what R-" Tonks said, weakly. "You really like doing that, don't you, Harry?"
Harry nodded in enthusiastic agreement.
Tonks' hand stroked through Harry's hair one final time, then she urged him upwards, pulling him onto the bed and then pushing him down onto it.
"Tonks…" Harry said huskily but he couldn't think of what to say because Tonks was busy undoing his belt and pulling off all the clothes on the lower half of his body. Feeling it'd be weird otherwise, he helped and took his shirt.
Both now entirely naked, Tonks straddled Harry, her eyes avoided his, instead she was looking at his cock standing up hard from his body.
"Now this is what I want," she said.
Tonks gripped Harry's cock firmly by the base and pushed down onto it. She did so more quickly than Harry might have felt wise but it went off without mishap and Harry's eyes widened as his cock was engulfed in slick heat, sliding in easily with Tonks' extreme wetness.
Eyes closed, biting her lip, Tonks bounced herself on Harry's cock, rising and falling at a quick pace. She let out a deep gasp every time she slammed herself down and then pulled herself up again.
Her pace wobbled; Harry placed her hands on her hips, holding her steady and guiding her at the same pace as before.
Her eyes snapped open at his touch and their eyes met.
"Oh no," Tonks said, her pace thrown off entirely. "Oh, you're Harry. You're Harry. No no no."
She got off him entirely and staggered to her feet.
"I mean, I know you're… this isn't right. I shouldn't."
"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay," Harry said, babbling on autopilot, his brain disconnected from his mouth. "We don't have to. Let's have another drink. Tea? Tea. Shall we?"
"No," Tonks said. "I don't want you, I just need this, Harry. It's been fucking forever."
Harry's mouth worked silently, a wash of emotions ran over him.
"Okay," he said quietly.
"Okay?" Tonks said.
"I think I know how to do this."
Harry sat up and pulled Tonks down onto the bed again and then he shoved a pillow into her arms.
"Here you go, something for you to scream into," he said, trying for a light hearted tone.
Tonks got the idea and lay down; face in the pillow, chest flat to the bed, legs folded under her so her arse was up in the air.
Harry moaned appreciatively as he knelt behind her running his hands over her arse but he was awash with emotions: guilt, lust, guilt at the lust and a definite undertone of resentment at his misuse.
He thrust into Tonks from behind and mostly forgot about it. Hands on her hips, Harry pushed forward, sinking to the hilt into her so he was pressed up against her bum.
Sweat beaded on Harry's forehead as he picked up his pace, pounding into Tonks as hard and fast as she'd ridden him and getting faster from there.
"Ahh!" Tonks wailed unrestrainedly. "Ah! Ah! Agh!"
Harry's fucking drew out loud animalistic noises from her that the pillow barely masked. That was okay though, the pillow wasn't really to muffle the sound.
It just meant Tonks didn't have to see who was doing it to her.
Tonks' legs were shaking when Harry reached between them to rub her clit. Tonks howled, pushing back to met his thrusts, her body squirmed and contorted. Tonks' noises died away from lack of breath and then she went limp and still, collapsing flat to the bed and not moving. There was only the sound of her breathing slowing down to show she was still alive.
Harry slumped down next to her and lay down. He didn't know what else to do. He guessed he'd rest his eyes for a moment...
He awoke from a doze, a bare half hour later according to the clock.
Tonks was gone.
Harry sighed. He had a feeling they weren't ever going to talk about this night.
It was a long time before his thoughts and emotions were calm enough for him to drop off to sleep a second time.
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