Fic: Wake-Up Call (Harry/Parvati)
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lightofdayeTitle: Wake-Up Call.
Word Count: ~1,100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Content: Morning after sex, mild Somnophilia (not as a kink but Harry is semi-conscious when the action starts), blowjob , cunnilingus, sixty-nine position.
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 wakes up in someone else's bed in a very pleasant way.
A/n: UnBeta'd. Well, I meant this to be my traditional Blowjob themed fic for Black Friday but I started it too late (and finished in the early morning, be warned). Of course, these days Black Friday stretches on forever in either direction from the day itself so I figure it counts.
- - -
Harry Potter floated in a state of semi-consciousness, he was vaguely aware that he was unfamiliar with his surrounds and was yet completely comfortable. There was firm mattress underneath him, pillows under his head and a soft and voluminous duvet covering him.
In a state of relaxation, he tried to remember the night before, had it been a Quidditch match? Someone's birthday party? A ministry function. He didn't suspect a really successful date, he'd never had one of those.
He didn't even object when said warm duvet was peeled away from him, only murmuring and waving an arm vaguely as cold air washed over his skin from head to toe. It was at this point Harry realised that he was naked.
There was a soft touch on the inside of Harry's legs, he giggled but didn't fight the gentle pressure as it spread his legs open. Then he felt a warm wet touch on one of his balls, then the other.
Someone was kissing his bollocks.
Suddenly Harry didn't feel the cold air on his skin at all, he felt warm and flushed again. His heart raced, pumping blood directly towards his bits. The feeling of lips on his balls ended and replaced by a new sensation, warm and wet and wonderful that started at the base of his cock and worked its way up in slow sensuous motions, like long licks. Harry moaned and squirmed but a gentle touch on his hip kept him in place.
Harry cried out as the head of his cock was suddenly engulfed. The warm sensation suddenly twice, no, ten times as intense. His eyes snapped open. The world was soft and blurry, not helped by the low light, barely making through patches on the wall he assumed to be curtained windows. Looking down, there was the pale skin of his body, and a dark moving blob.
Harry muttered a spell, and his glasses zoomed to his hand from who knew where and he put them on. The world swam into focused and Harry let out a low noise of amazement as he saw Parvati Patil between his legs, her mouth filled with most his cock.
Parvati looked up at him, she was naked. What he could see of her light brown skin glistened, her long hair spilled everyone in inky black curtains. She winked one brown eye at him and continued what she was doing.
What she was doing was giving Harry the best blowjob of his life.
Her full lips were pressed tight around his shaft, as she dragged them up his cock before diving down again, taking him deeply. One of her hands was on his hip, keeping him still, the other moved to cup and plays with his balls.
Seeing it all made it all twice as hot, Harry's heart raced, heat prickled over his face and his hand gripped and twisted Parvati's fancy soft sheets. Harry wanted to keep watching, but the tightening in his balls and the rising pleasure deep inside him, made him want to close his eyes and try and stave things off as well. He didn't want to come too soon or for this to end at all really.
With great effort, Harry released the sheet with his right hand and touched the side of Parvati's face instead, brushing her long dark hair out of it. She seemed to get the message, slowing her pace and releasing him, jacking him slowly with one hand instead.
"Don't you like this, Harry?"
"No," Harry said confusedly stumbling over his words. "I mean, I do. I really do. I'm going to explode."
"That's the idea," Parvati said lasciviously with a smile and another wink.
"Explode too soon, I mean," Harry said blushing but smiling along with her nevertheless. He had a sudden inspiration. "And why should I get all the fun?"
"Well, I'd figured you'd reciprocate," answered Parvati.
"Why wait?" Harry said. Parvati's eyes went wide for a second but her smile was wider.
"Why indeed?" She said.
Parvati moved quickly, pushing Harry down on to the bed, and crawling onto it along side of him before wheeling around. Harry's vision was suddenly bracketed by two long lovely legs and then Parvati descended upon him, presenting the dark folds and pink centre of her pussy to Harry's face and capturing his undivided attention.
Harry lend his face close to Parvati's cunt and started to lick it, it was bottom to top from his perspective but the opposite from hers, his tongue started at clit and went down. He wondered if that was better or worse, but she certainly seemed to like the sensation, she wriggled and pressed herself move urgently to his face and the taste of her grow stronger.
The position was better for two reasons, not only did Harry like the idea he was giving as much pleasure to Parvati as he was receiving and enjoying her obvious eagerness at receiving the attentions, on the other end the angle seemed to be suit Parvati a lot better and her head was moving up and down his length again, now taking him deeper and deeper even into her throat and lips closed around his very base where she hadn't reached before.
Harry moaned into Parvati's pussy and got an answering sound felt only as vibration through his cock. He devoted himself to his task both enjoying it and as distraction from the amazing blowjob he was getting.
No matter how much he enjoyed eating her though, he could hardly last forever with Parvati's tongue and throat working him and all too soon, and with no possibility of warning her, Harry's hips surged up on instinct as he came in a heady rush, his cock spurting a load of come into Parvait's gulping throat.
She didn't seem to mind, but with him spent, she lifted up and pressed move down onto Harry's face, actively squirm and grinding down onto him.
Harry's hands raised and moved back, to grasp Parvati's arse, squeezing it for his own pleasure and to get in her just the right place to work her over. It took a little while longer but Parvati quivered and shook and he felt her press a hand to his chest and stroke it, perhaps fondly, before she rolled off of him.
Harry even thought she might have cried his name, but it might have been wishful thinking his hearing had been somewhat blocked at the time.
Parvati snuggled up to his side and pulled the duvet over them again.
It had been quick the wake-up call Harry thought sinking back into a pleasant lassitude.
Not one that got you to leap out of bed, but one that foretold a very long and pleasant lie-in.
Word Count: ~1,100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Parvati Patil
Content: Morning after sex, mild Somnophilia (not as a kink but Harry is semi-conscious when the action starts), blowjob , cunnilingus, sixty-nine position.
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 wakes up in someone else's bed in a very pleasant way.
A/n: UnBeta'd. Well, I meant this to be my traditional Blowjob themed fic for Black Friday but I started it too late (and finished in the early morning, be warned). Of course, these days Black Friday stretches on forever in either direction from the day itself so I figure it counts.
- - -
Harry Potter floated in a state of semi-consciousness, he was vaguely aware that he was unfamiliar with his surrounds and was yet completely comfortable. There was firm mattress underneath him, pillows under his head and a soft and voluminous duvet covering him.
In a state of relaxation, he tried to remember the night before, had it been a Quidditch match? Someone's birthday party? A ministry function. He didn't suspect a really successful date, he'd never had one of those.
He didn't even object when said warm duvet was peeled away from him, only murmuring and waving an arm vaguely as cold air washed over his skin from head to toe. It was at this point Harry realised that he was naked.
There was a soft touch on the inside of Harry's legs, he giggled but didn't fight the gentle pressure as it spread his legs open. Then he felt a warm wet touch on one of his balls, then the other.
Someone was kissing his bollocks.
Suddenly Harry didn't feel the cold air on his skin at all, he felt warm and flushed again. His heart raced, pumping blood directly towards his bits. The feeling of lips on his balls ended and replaced by a new sensation, warm and wet and wonderful that started at the base of his cock and worked its way up in slow sensuous motions, like long licks. Harry moaned and squirmed but a gentle touch on his hip kept him in place.
Harry cried out as the head of his cock was suddenly engulfed. The warm sensation suddenly twice, no, ten times as intense. His eyes snapped open. The world was soft and blurry, not helped by the low light, barely making through patches on the wall he assumed to be curtained windows. Looking down, there was the pale skin of his body, and a dark moving blob.
Harry muttered a spell, and his glasses zoomed to his hand from who knew where and he put them on. The world swam into focused and Harry let out a low noise of amazement as he saw Parvati Patil between his legs, her mouth filled with most his cock.
Parvati looked up at him, she was naked. What he could see of her light brown skin glistened, her long hair spilled everyone in inky black curtains. She winked one brown eye at him and continued what she was doing.
What she was doing was giving Harry the best blowjob of his life.
Her full lips were pressed tight around his shaft, as she dragged them up his cock before diving down again, taking him deeply. One of her hands was on his hip, keeping him still, the other moved to cup and plays with his balls.
Seeing it all made it all twice as hot, Harry's heart raced, heat prickled over his face and his hand gripped and twisted Parvati's fancy soft sheets. Harry wanted to keep watching, but the tightening in his balls and the rising pleasure deep inside him, made him want to close his eyes and try and stave things off as well. He didn't want to come too soon or for this to end at all really.
With great effort, Harry released the sheet with his right hand and touched the side of Parvati's face instead, brushing her long dark hair out of it. She seemed to get the message, slowing her pace and releasing him, jacking him slowly with one hand instead.
"Don't you like this, Harry?"
"No," Harry said confusedly stumbling over his words. "I mean, I do. I really do. I'm going to explode."
"That's the idea," Parvati said lasciviously with a smile and another wink.
"Explode too soon, I mean," Harry said blushing but smiling along with her nevertheless. He had a sudden inspiration. "And why should I get all the fun?"
"Well, I'd figured you'd reciprocate," answered Parvati.
"Why wait?" Harry said. Parvati's eyes went wide for a second but her smile was wider.
"Why indeed?" She said.
Parvati moved quickly, pushing Harry down on to the bed, and crawling onto it along side of him before wheeling around. Harry's vision was suddenly bracketed by two long lovely legs and then Parvati descended upon him, presenting the dark folds and pink centre of her pussy to Harry's face and capturing his undivided attention.
Harry lend his face close to Parvati's cunt and started to lick it, it was bottom to top from his perspective but the opposite from hers, his tongue started at clit and went down. He wondered if that was better or worse, but she certainly seemed to like the sensation, she wriggled and pressed herself move urgently to his face and the taste of her grow stronger.
The position was better for two reasons, not only did Harry like the idea he was giving as much pleasure to Parvati as he was receiving and enjoying her obvious eagerness at receiving the attentions, on the other end the angle seemed to be suit Parvati a lot better and her head was moving up and down his length again, now taking him deeper and deeper even into her throat and lips closed around his very base where she hadn't reached before.
Harry moaned into Parvati's pussy and got an answering sound felt only as vibration through his cock. He devoted himself to his task both enjoying it and as distraction from the amazing blowjob he was getting.
No matter how much he enjoyed eating her though, he could hardly last forever with Parvati's tongue and throat working him and all too soon, and with no possibility of warning her, Harry's hips surged up on instinct as he came in a heady rush, his cock spurting a load of come into Parvait's gulping throat.
She didn't seem to mind, but with him spent, she lifted up and pressed move down onto Harry's face, actively squirm and grinding down onto him.
Harry's hands raised and moved back, to grasp Parvati's arse, squeezing it for his own pleasure and to get in her just the right place to work her over. It took a little while longer but Parvati quivered and shook and he felt her press a hand to his chest and stroke it, perhaps fondly, before she rolled off of him.
Harry even thought she might have cried his name, but it might have been wishful thinking his hearing had been somewhat blocked at the time.
Parvati snuggled up to his side and pulled the duvet over them again.
It had been quick the wake-up call Harry thought sinking back into a pleasant lassitude.
Not one that got you to leap out of bed, but one that foretold a very long and pleasant lie-in.
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Date: 2025-12-02 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-12-03 05:54 pm (UTC)I do like to throw in a bit of oral equality though!