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lightofdaye) wrote2024-11-12 10:55 pm
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Drabble Series: Gone Wild (Neville/Luna)
Title: Gone Wild
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood
Word Count: 5 x 100
Content: PWP, close quarters, Sexual tension, vaginal sex, urgent sex, morning after
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: Neville and Luna go on a field trip together. Neville didn't count on what being in close quarters with her for so long would do to him.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
neville100's Prompt #551: "Wild"
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It had seemed like a good idea at the time, Neville Longbottom thought. Luna had wanted to go out to the wilds of Africa in search of rare magical creatures. he'd wanted to go in search of rare magical plants.
Teaming up seemed an obvious choice.
Then they'd spent three weeks in a tent together. The tent was bigger on the inside but not that much bigger. Spending all that time alone with Luna in close quarters was driving him mad.
Neville didn't have it in him to hate or resent Luna.
So he was going mad with lust instead.
The inside of the tent was maybe the side of a hotel room or a studio flat at most, it had a single bed at either side.
Each night Luna got ready for bed, she dressed in a sheer nightie. As time wore on the humid air had made it sheer and clingy and Neville devoured the sight. Then he realise what he was doing and blushed deeply, looking away.
"Do you have to wear the nightdress, Luna?" he said, frustrated one evening.
"No," she said simple.
There was the sound on rustling fabric and Luna stood there quite nude.
Staring at a naked Luna Lovegood, the words "that's not what I meant" died on Neville's lips.
She was tall enough and slender at the round breasts were capped with hard pink nipples he'd only imagined for the last three weeks.
A growl formed deep inside Neville. He reached out and grabbed both of Luna's arms and crushed against his chest, his mouth closing over hers.
There was no resistance. She pressed seamlessly against his chest and kissed him back.
Driven wild now, Neville was acting purely on instinct.
He picked Luna up and threw her down in his bed.
Neville cast aside his own pyjamas, and moved to get on top of Luna.
"Do it, Neville," she gasped, spreading her legs.
She was soaking wet and he entered her in one sure plunge. They both moaned and beyond control Neville started to thrust into her frantically.
Luna's mouth fell open and she made a little "oh" sound. She didn't try to slow Neville down though; she spread her legs wider and her hands clutched at the back of his neck.
Neville fucked in her long strokes, like he'd wanted to for years and never admitted to anyone, even himself.
Neville did not know what to do or where to look the next morning. He hunkered down staring at his porridge. He didn't look up when Luna got out of bed, his bed, and went to the bathroom.
Neville's insides churned. He was sure that the rest of the trip was sure to be either amazingly fun or torturously embarrassing.
How could he have lost control like that? Luna was going to hate him now.
There was a soft touch on his shoulder. Neville looked up to see Luna smiling down at him.
Everything was going to be all right.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood
Word Count: 5 x 100
Content: PWP, close quarters, Sexual tension, vaginal sex, urgent sex, morning after
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: Neville and Luna go on a field trip together. Neville didn't count on what being in close quarters with her for so long would do to him.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
neville100's Prompt #551: "Wild"- - -
It had seemed like a good idea at the time, Neville Longbottom thought. Luna had wanted to go out to the wilds of Africa in search of rare magical creatures. he'd wanted to go in search of rare magical plants.
Teaming up seemed an obvious choice.
Then they'd spent three weeks in a tent together. The tent was bigger on the inside but not that much bigger. Spending all that time alone with Luna in close quarters was driving him mad.
Neville didn't have it in him to hate or resent Luna.
So he was going mad with lust instead.
The inside of the tent was maybe the side of a hotel room or a studio flat at most, it had a single bed at either side.
Each night Luna got ready for bed, she dressed in a sheer nightie. As time wore on the humid air had made it sheer and clingy and Neville devoured the sight. Then he realise what he was doing and blushed deeply, looking away.
"Do you have to wear the nightdress, Luna?" he said, frustrated one evening.
"No," she said simple.
There was the sound on rustling fabric and Luna stood there quite nude.
Staring at a naked Luna Lovegood, the words "that's not what I meant" died on Neville's lips.
She was tall enough and slender at the round breasts were capped with hard pink nipples he'd only imagined for the last three weeks.
A growl formed deep inside Neville. He reached out and grabbed both of Luna's arms and crushed against his chest, his mouth closing over hers.
There was no resistance. She pressed seamlessly against his chest and kissed him back.
Driven wild now, Neville was acting purely on instinct.
He picked Luna up and threw her down in his bed.
Neville cast aside his own pyjamas, and moved to get on top of Luna.
"Do it, Neville," she gasped, spreading her legs.
She was soaking wet and he entered her in one sure plunge. They both moaned and beyond control Neville started to thrust into her frantically.
Luna's mouth fell open and she made a little "oh" sound. She didn't try to slow Neville down though; she spread her legs wider and her hands clutched at the back of his neck.
Neville fucked in her long strokes, like he'd wanted to for years and never admitted to anyone, even himself.
Neville did not know what to do or where to look the next morning. He hunkered down staring at his porridge. He didn't look up when Luna got out of bed, his bed, and went to the bathroom.
Neville's insides churned. He was sure that the rest of the trip was sure to be either amazingly fun or torturously embarrassing.
How could he have lost control like that? Luna was going to hate him now.
There was a soft touch on his shoulder. Neville looked up to see Luna smiling down at him.
Everything was going to be all right.