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lightofdayeTitle: Work For Hire
Word Count: 3 x 100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson
Content: Crack, OOC, Non-Magic!AU, Neville is a cad, outdoor sex, vaginal sex
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 likes to slum it as a hired gardener.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
neville100's Prompt #572: "landscape". I'd had an idea about Pansy seducing Gardener!Neville for a while, when it came to writing this it somehow morphed to a interwar 1930s no magic AU thing with the purebloods as gentry, but don't ask me why! I freeily admit this has even less in common with canon than normal.
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As Draco Malfoy had lost no time in telling her, Parkinson Place, Pansy Parkinson's family country home, was not as big as Malfoy Manor, or even as big as the houses of the Notts or Potters.
It had a garden however that put all of them to shame and, most interestingly to Pansy, that came with Gardeners. Their regular gardener had picked up an apprentice. The apprentice had a soft round face but arms corded with muscle.
They had a summer house, out of sight the main house, Pansy set up with a pitcher of lemonade with ice and waited.
In between years at Trinity College Cambridge, Neville Longbottom like to garden. It was good to have outside interests though his family did not think it suitable for someone of his class.
Neville however enjoyed it, not just the work but the side benefits. Posh families with big gardens also came with daughters. Daughters who liked a bit of rough and didn't know who he was.
The girl, Posey he thought, offered him a drink but Neville knew what she wanted.
He enjoyed the break from work, the cool lemonade, and the feel of his cock deflowering some posh quim.
The summer house had a bench covered in padding and suspended from the ceiling by chains. It swayed back and forth with their movements as Pansy gave it all up to their gardener's apprentice.
Those strong hands had pushed her legs up into the air and he thrust into her with long strokes that made her bared breasts bounce.
"Oh god!" Pansy blasphemed. "Oh…?"
"Neville," he supplied.
An odd thought name for a gardener she thought, just before she came.
"If that's all miss?" Neville said, touching his hat.
Then he left her, used and spread out on the bench.
Word Count: 3 x 100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson
Content: Crack, OOC, Non-Magic!AU, Neville is a cad, outdoor sex, vaginal sex
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 likes to slum it as a hired gardener.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
neville100's Prompt #572: "landscape". I'd had an idea about Pansy seducing Gardener!Neville for a while, when it came to writing this it somehow morphed to a interwar 1930s no magic AU thing with the purebloods as gentry, but don't ask me why! I freeily admit this has even less in common with canon than normal.- - -
As Draco Malfoy had lost no time in telling her, Parkinson Place, Pansy Parkinson's family country home, was not as big as Malfoy Manor, or even as big as the houses of the Notts or Potters.
It had a garden however that put all of them to shame and, most interestingly to Pansy, that came with Gardeners. Their regular gardener had picked up an apprentice. The apprentice had a soft round face but arms corded with muscle.
They had a summer house, out of sight the main house, Pansy set up with a pitcher of lemonade with ice and waited.
In between years at Trinity College Cambridge, Neville Longbottom like to garden. It was good to have outside interests though his family did not think it suitable for someone of his class.
Neville however enjoyed it, not just the work but the side benefits. Posh families with big gardens also came with daughters. Daughters who liked a bit of rough and didn't know who he was.
The girl, Posey he thought, offered him a drink but Neville knew what she wanted.
He enjoyed the break from work, the cool lemonade, and the feel of his cock deflowering some posh quim.
The summer house had a bench covered in padding and suspended from the ceiling by chains. It swayed back and forth with their movements as Pansy gave it all up to their gardener's apprentice.
Those strong hands had pushed her legs up into the air and he thrust into her with long strokes that made her bared breasts bounce.
"Oh god!" Pansy blasphemed. "Oh…?"
"Neville," he supplied.
An odd thought name for a gardener she thought, just before she came.
"If that's all miss?" Neville said, touching his hat.
Then he left her, used and spread out on the bench.
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Date: 2025-09-03 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-09-04 09:40 pm (UTC)(Though like I said being a Cad is so ooc for Nev, lol)