Double Drabble: Tidying Up (Harry/Pansy)
Dec. 8th, 2024 03:08 pmTitle: Tidying Up
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 2 x 100
Content: Mild implied D/S, pubic shaving
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: Harry cleans Pansy up.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
harry100's Prompt #506: "Tidy"
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"Spread wide now, pet," Harry Potter said in a commanding voice.
Pansy Parkinson whimpered but obeyed, spreading her long pale legs to display the pink pussy between them, a pussy covered in black hair.
Harry dipped two fingers in gel and rubbed them in small circles over Pansy's mound and round her lips, every where he touched, it foamed into thick white lathers that covered her nethers.
"Oh Merlin," Pansy whimpered, her eyes half-closed.
Harry picked up a brightly coloured triple blade razor and hefted it.
"Is that a muggle thing?" Pansy said.
"Trust me," Harry said. "Now hold still."
Pansy Parkinson was a picture. She bit her lip, clutching at the towel underneath her but she obeyed, holding still for him.
Harry placed the razor at the top of her mound and worked downwards in little movements. Scrape, scrape, scrape went the razor and foam and dark hair disappeared leaving nothing but pale skin.
Pansy stifled a gasp as he pushed her lips one way then the other, as the razor went along side of them.
"Now isn't that tidy?" Harry said, smiling.
Pansy's pussy was bare, glistening wet, and looked utterly delicious as far as he was concerned.
Rating: R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 2 x 100
Content: Mild implied D/S, pubic shaving
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: Harry cleans Pansy up.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
- - -
"Spread wide now, pet," Harry Potter said in a commanding voice.
Pansy Parkinson whimpered but obeyed, spreading her long pale legs to display the pink pussy between them, a pussy covered in black hair.
Harry dipped two fingers in gel and rubbed them in small circles over Pansy's mound and round her lips, every where he touched, it foamed into thick white lathers that covered her nethers.
"Oh Merlin," Pansy whimpered, her eyes half-closed.
Harry picked up a brightly coloured triple blade razor and hefted it.
"Is that a muggle thing?" Pansy said.
"Trust me," Harry said. "Now hold still."
Pansy Parkinson was a picture. She bit her lip, clutching at the towel underneath her but she obeyed, holding still for him.
Harry placed the razor at the top of her mound and worked downwards in little movements. Scrape, scrape, scrape went the razor and foam and dark hair disappeared leaving nothing but pale skin.
Pansy stifled a gasp as he pushed her lips one way then the other, as the razor went along side of them.
"Now isn't that tidy?" Harry said, smiling.
Pansy's pussy was bare, glistening wet, and looked utterly delicious as far as he was concerned.