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lightofdayeTitle: Year In, Year Out
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 9 x 100
Content: PWP, established relationship, banter, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, blow job, vaginal sex, anal sex, humour.
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: Will the happy couple make it to the New Year's Party?
A/n: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
harry100's prompt #482: "Auld Lang Syne". A follow up to my first story of this year: "As You Mean To Go On" to bookend this year's writing.
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"Harry?" called out Parvati Patil. "Are you ready?"
"Nearly," Harry, who had not yet started getting ready for Weasley's Wizard Wheeze's New Year's Party, replied.
"It doesn't sound like you're ready," his girlfriend insisted.
"I'll be ready!" said Harry.
"I can't believe you're dragging your feet over going to the party we got together at. It's our anniversary!"
"You jumped me at midnight," Harry interjected. "Technically, tomorrow is our anniversary"
He got up and made for their bedroom door.
"Details, details…" Parvati said coming the other way.
Harry stopped and stared.
He'd forgotten how stunning Parvati was when dressed up.
Acting entirely on auto-pilot, Harry stepped close and kissed Parvati, deeply. Her lips, painted a dark-red colour, moulded to his. Parvati went on her tip toes to maintain the contact, her hands braced on his chest for balance.
"That was nice," Parvati said and her low cut dress showed off how her breathing had quickened in the most pleasant way, "but you can't just snog me instead of getting ready."
Harry smiled.
"Can't I?"
He kissed her again, urgently and he wrapped his arms securely around her.
Parvati was propelled backwards into the bedroom, locked at the lips with Harry.
As it turned out Parvati's dress was backless. She moaned into Harry's mouth as his hand traced the lengths of her back, finding nothing but bare skin.
Harry broke their lip-lock and moved his mouth lower, planting soft sensual kisses on her neck and cleavage.
Parvati gasped as the straps on her dress slipped, leaving her topless and Harry kissed and sucked her bared breasts.
"Harry," she said weakly. "This is the opposite of getting ready."
"You were early, We've got plenty of time." Harry said settling on his knees between her spread legs. "Unless you don't want me to…"
Parvati sat on the bed and Harry whipped her knickers off.
He took his time with the act itself though, he ran a series of kisses up and down the inside of Parvati's legs, building the anticipation for both of them to nearly unbearable levels.
Parvati broke first and placed as hand on the back of Harry's head pushing him into the right position. Harry made a noise like a starving man as he gave her pussy a deep lick, the taste of her flooding his mouth.
Deeply satisfied, Harry settled in to lap at her for the long haul.
They'd lost their clothes at some point during the evening, all that was left of Parvati's fancy outfit was a scarlet garter belt and stockings. She was flat on her Bck in bed with her legs spread as Harry crawled on top of her.
"You all right?" He said huskily.
"We've got time, right?"
"Right!"
At Parvati's assent, Harry placed himself at her entrance and slid easily into her slick cunt. He tried to take it slow but Parvati' hands wrapped around his neck and her legs around his hips, urging him on to go faster and faster. Harry complied.
When they were done, Harry lay on his back on their bed enjoying the after glow. At least he thought they were done. Parvati started to kiss his chest and swirl her tongue over his nipples, working her way downwards.
"I'm not complaining but didn't we have somewhere to be?" Harry said.
"We've got time," replied Parvati.
Have We? Harry thought but Parvati's tongue was now encircling his bollocks and he didn't say it.
Harry moaned as the tip of Parvati's tongue traced the length of his shaft before she wrapped her lips about his cock and sucked in earnest.
Parvati's head bobbed up and down Harry's recently reinvigorated cock. Harry's hands combed through her inky black hair.
"I'm going to come if you keep doing that," Harry grunted.
"That would be a shame," Parvati said huskily. "I want a ride."
"Have we got time?"
"Fuck it," Parvati said, "we can be a little late."
Clumsily she moved to straddle him and Harry steadied her with his hands on her hips, when she was ready she took them in hers and pinned them down by Harry's head.
Her eyes blazed as she rode him bouncing herself on his cock relentlessly.
By the end Harry had Parvati spooned up in his arms. Rolling his hips, he pushed his cock into her arse. He did so slowly, mostly because he was too exhausted to go much faster. Parvati whimpered and Harry gasped his breathing ragged and hoarse. The feeling was far too good to stop though.
Harry's hand was between Parvati's legs, alternately dipping into her pussy and teasing her clit. Parvati shook, keening breathlessly and Harry spilled inside her again with a few desperate thrusts.
They slumped down breathless only the bed still gasping and sweaty and intertwined and lay still.
They dozed, semi-consciously for a while. Harry had a nagging feeling he was forgetting something.
"So… that Party?" Parvati said. "Have we still got time?"
They lay still and quiet and listened. The sound of many discordant voices singing "Auld Lang Syne" drifted through the window.
"...It's definitely too late." Harry said.
They laughed and Parvati snuggled closer to Harry.
"Happy Anniversary" Harry said. He leant down to kiss Parvati's forehead and tasted sweat and musk.
"Thank you," Parvati replied. "I wouldn't change it for the world."
They drifted off to sleep as everyone else sang in the new year.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 9 x 100
Content: PWP, established relationship, banter, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, blow job, vaginal sex, anal sex, humour.
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: Will the happy couple make it to the New Year's Party?
A/n: Written for
harry100's prompt #482: "Auld Lang Syne". A follow up to my first story of this year: "As You Mean To Go On" to bookend this year's writing.- - -
"Harry?" called out Parvati Patil. "Are you ready?"
"Nearly," Harry, who had not yet started getting ready for Weasley's Wizard Wheeze's New Year's Party, replied.
"It doesn't sound like you're ready," his girlfriend insisted.
"I'll be ready!" said Harry.
"I can't believe you're dragging your feet over going to the party we got together at. It's our anniversary!"
"You jumped me at midnight," Harry interjected. "Technically, tomorrow is our anniversary"
He got up and made for their bedroom door.
"Details, details…" Parvati said coming the other way.
Harry stopped and stared.
He'd forgotten how stunning Parvati was when dressed up.
Acting entirely on auto-pilot, Harry stepped close and kissed Parvati, deeply. Her lips, painted a dark-red colour, moulded to his. Parvati went on her tip toes to maintain the contact, her hands braced on his chest for balance.
"That was nice," Parvati said and her low cut dress showed off how her breathing had quickened in the most pleasant way, "but you can't just snog me instead of getting ready."
Harry smiled.
"Can't I?"
He kissed her again, urgently and he wrapped his arms securely around her.
Parvati was propelled backwards into the bedroom, locked at the lips with Harry.
As it turned out Parvati's dress was backless. She moaned into Harry's mouth as his hand traced the lengths of her back, finding nothing but bare skin.
Harry broke their lip-lock and moved his mouth lower, planting soft sensual kisses on her neck and cleavage.
Parvati gasped as the straps on her dress slipped, leaving her topless and Harry kissed and sucked her bared breasts.
"Harry," she said weakly. "This is the opposite of getting ready."
"You were early, We've got plenty of time." Harry said settling on his knees between her spread legs. "Unless you don't want me to…"
Parvati sat on the bed and Harry whipped her knickers off.
He took his time with the act itself though, he ran a series of kisses up and down the inside of Parvati's legs, building the anticipation for both of them to nearly unbearable levels.
Parvati broke first and placed as hand on the back of Harry's head pushing him into the right position. Harry made a noise like a starving man as he gave her pussy a deep lick, the taste of her flooding his mouth.
Deeply satisfied, Harry settled in to lap at her for the long haul.
They'd lost their clothes at some point during the evening, all that was left of Parvati's fancy outfit was a scarlet garter belt and stockings. She was flat on her Bck in bed with her legs spread as Harry crawled on top of her.
"You all right?" He said huskily.
"We've got time, right?"
"Right!"
At Parvati's assent, Harry placed himself at her entrance and slid easily into her slick cunt. He tried to take it slow but Parvati' hands wrapped around his neck and her legs around his hips, urging him on to go faster and faster. Harry complied.
When they were done, Harry lay on his back on their bed enjoying the after glow. At least he thought they were done. Parvati started to kiss his chest and swirl her tongue over his nipples, working her way downwards.
"I'm not complaining but didn't we have somewhere to be?" Harry said.
"We've got time," replied Parvati.
Have We? Harry thought but Parvati's tongue was now encircling his bollocks and he didn't say it.
Harry moaned as the tip of Parvati's tongue traced the length of his shaft before she wrapped her lips about his cock and sucked in earnest.
Parvati's head bobbed up and down Harry's recently reinvigorated cock. Harry's hands combed through her inky black hair.
"I'm going to come if you keep doing that," Harry grunted.
"That would be a shame," Parvati said huskily. "I want a ride."
"Have we got time?"
"Fuck it," Parvati said, "we can be a little late."
Clumsily she moved to straddle him and Harry steadied her with his hands on her hips, when she was ready she took them in hers and pinned them down by Harry's head.
Her eyes blazed as she rode him bouncing herself on his cock relentlessly.
By the end Harry had Parvati spooned up in his arms. Rolling his hips, he pushed his cock into her arse. He did so slowly, mostly because he was too exhausted to go much faster. Parvati whimpered and Harry gasped his breathing ragged and hoarse. The feeling was far too good to stop though.
Harry's hand was between Parvati's legs, alternately dipping into her pussy and teasing her clit. Parvati shook, keening breathlessly and Harry spilled inside her again with a few desperate thrusts.
They slumped down breathless only the bed still gasping and sweaty and intertwined and lay still.
They dozed, semi-consciously for a while. Harry had a nagging feeling he was forgetting something.
"So… that Party?" Parvati said. "Have we still got time?"
They lay still and quiet and listened. The sound of many discordant voices singing "Auld Lang Syne" drifted through the window.
"...It's definitely too late." Harry said.
They laughed and Parvati snuggled closer to Harry.
"Happy Anniversary" Harry said. He leant down to kiss Parvati's forehead and tasted sweat and musk.
"Thank you," Parvati replied. "I wouldn't change it for the world."
They drifted off to sleep as everyone else sang in the new year.
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