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Title: Killing Time
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: 6 x 100
Content: PWP, fluff and smut, established relationship, incest (first cousins), blowjob, vaginal sex, cowgirl, attempt at 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: James and Dominique try to fill an evening.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
hp_nextgen100's Prompt #323: "Bored"
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"I'm bored" announced Dominique Weasley, running a hand through her fine short hair and pouting quite adorably to James Sirius Potter's way of thinking. He was, of course, biased in his girlfriend's favour though.
"Well, what do you want to do?" He asked, it was only half an hour since they'd had dinner the whole evening stretched out ahead of them.
"Oh, I don't know," Dominique said, with an uncharacteristic hint of hesitation. James noticed. "Maybe got to bed?"
"Bit early to sleep isn't it?" asked James.
I wasn't thinking of sleeping, James, dear."
James' eyes widened.
"Oh. oh, okay!"
James and Dominique rushed into their bedroom. James reached and pulled Dom close, encasing her willowy body with his arms and kissing her deeply.
Dominique's hands tangled up in James' hair and stuck fast, her mouth opened and his tongue darted into her mouth.
Hearing Dom moan, James was emboldened, his touch traced it way down the lines of Dominique's body until it found her pert bum. His grip closed on it and Dom practically leapt into his arms.
Overbalancing, they toppled into the bed and tangled up into the sheets, they laughed but quickly got down to business again.
Lying side by side, James and Dom kissed, their hands were now very busy:- busy fumbling at fastenings, and searching for hems and tugging at clothing.
Soon, they were topless and James stole a kiss, her bare breasts pressed against his chest.
James shifted their position again so Dom was flat on her back with his hand down her knickers, his fingertips tracing her folds and finding her wet.
"You really want this," he murmured.
"You're one to talk," Dominique said, running a finger over the bulge in James' boxers drawing a groan out of him.
They finished undressing quickly.
Dominique Weasley was a beautiful sight, let alone Dominique naked; Dominique naked and kneeling between his legs was more than James could handle. Dom had a hand on the base of his cock and the tip and wrapped her mouth about it.
James felt his cock throb and gripped the bedsheets.
"That's too good," he whimpered, "I'm not going to…"
Dom understood, she moved up to straddle James instead, blue eyes gleaming as she sank down onto his cock.
James moaned again as Dom rode him her hips rising and falling easily engulfing him in wet heat and pure pleasure.
James stared up transfixed as Dominique bounced herself up and down on his cock. Her slender body gleamed, her small breasts bounced and there was clear delight on her face.
Her cunt wrapped tight around him every time she descended and James knew he still was doing to last long like this.
He settled his hands on her hips and pulled Dom down onto him and holding him there, encouraging her to rock back and forth and grind against him, it did little for him and was very good for her, knew.
"Jaime!" Dominique whimpered as she started to shake.
Dominique collapsed over him, spent. James wrapped his arms around her and she made a happy noise and snuggled. He rolled them over, Dom grinned up at him and grabbed his arse as he re-entered her.
Her hands guiding him, he pushed home again and again until an amazing release.
They lay flat on their backs, holding hands.
"Well that was fun." James said after a while looking up.
The hands on the clock hadn't moved. James double checked. The whole thing had taken less than fifteen minutes.
"Now what are we going to do the rest of the evening?"
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: 6 x 100
Content: PWP, fluff and smut, established relationship, incest (first cousins), blowjob, vaginal sex, cowgirl, attempt at 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: James and Dominique try to fill an evening.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
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"I'm bored" announced Dominique Weasley, running a hand through her fine short hair and pouting quite adorably to James Sirius Potter's way of thinking. He was, of course, biased in his girlfriend's favour though.
"Well, what do you want to do?" He asked, it was only half an hour since they'd had dinner the whole evening stretched out ahead of them.
"Oh, I don't know," Dominique said, with an uncharacteristic hint of hesitation. James noticed. "Maybe got to bed?"
"Bit early to sleep isn't it?" asked James.
I wasn't thinking of sleeping, James, dear."
James' eyes widened.
"Oh. oh, okay!"
James and Dominique rushed into their bedroom. James reached and pulled Dom close, encasing her willowy body with his arms and kissing her deeply.
Dominique's hands tangled up in James' hair and stuck fast, her mouth opened and his tongue darted into her mouth.
Hearing Dom moan, James was emboldened, his touch traced it way down the lines of Dominique's body until it found her pert bum. His grip closed on it and Dom practically leapt into his arms.
Overbalancing, they toppled into the bed and tangled up into the sheets, they laughed but quickly got down to business again.
Lying side by side, James and Dom kissed, their hands were now very busy:- busy fumbling at fastenings, and searching for hems and tugging at clothing.
Soon, they were topless and James stole a kiss, her bare breasts pressed against his chest.
James shifted their position again so Dom was flat on her back with his hand down her knickers, his fingertips tracing her folds and finding her wet.
"You really want this," he murmured.
"You're one to talk," Dominique said, running a finger over the bulge in James' boxers drawing a groan out of him.
They finished undressing quickly.
Dominique Weasley was a beautiful sight, let alone Dominique naked; Dominique naked and kneeling between his legs was more than James could handle. Dom had a hand on the base of his cock and the tip and wrapped her mouth about it.
James felt his cock throb and gripped the bedsheets.
"That's too good," he whimpered, "I'm not going to…"
Dom understood, she moved up to straddle James instead, blue eyes gleaming as she sank down onto his cock.
James moaned again as Dom rode him her hips rising and falling easily engulfing him in wet heat and pure pleasure.
James stared up transfixed as Dominique bounced herself up and down on his cock. Her slender body gleamed, her small breasts bounced and there was clear delight on her face.
Her cunt wrapped tight around him every time she descended and James knew he still was doing to last long like this.
He settled his hands on her hips and pulled Dom down onto him and holding him there, encouraging her to rock back and forth and grind against him, it did little for him and was very good for her, knew.
"Jaime!" Dominique whimpered as she started to shake.
Dominique collapsed over him, spent. James wrapped his arms around her and she made a happy noise and snuggled. He rolled them over, Dom grinned up at him and grabbed his arse as he re-entered her.
Her hands guiding him, he pushed home again and again until an amazing release.
They lay flat on their backs, holding hands.
"Well that was fun." James said after a while looking up.
The hands on the clock hadn't moved. James double checked. The whole thing had taken less than fifteen minutes.
"Now what are we going to do the rest of the evening?"