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lightofdayeTitle: Living Well
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Astoria Greengrass
Content: PWP, Revenge Sex, cunnilingus, 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: Harry's heard that the best revenge is living well, and he agrees ...in theory.
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harry100's Prompt #549: "Revenge". I don't usually like using this theme for this couple but it's what occurred for the prompt.
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Harry Potter combed his hands through the witch’s honey-blonde hair, it was so smooth and soft to the touch that it proved barely any resistance at all. The woman’s eyes were bright and wide and Harry smiled at her.
The smile was only partly for the witch’s benefit, Harry had worked long and hard to be in this position and meant to enjoy every moment of it.
He cupped her face and leant in, pressing his mouth to hers. Her lips were soft and pliant and he swallowed her faint pleased moan.
Astoria Greengrass melted into his greedy arms, willingly.
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Astoria’s breath quickened and she clutched at Harry as he had his way with her. His hands were busy on her thin black evening dress and his mouth was just behind, working down the arch of her neck to her revealed breasts and sucking each in turn.
The dress pooled on the floor, as Harry kissed his way down her stomach to her legs. Astoria’s hands worked their way gripping tight as his face pressed against the front of her black lace knickers.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Harry murmured reassuringly as Astoria sank on to his bed and legs parted.
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Failing to fight back, a deep groan of desire, Harry dipping his fingers under her knickers and gently slipped them down and off Astoria’s legs.
Her pussy had a triangle of darkest blonde hair over it, that tickled at Harry’s face as he moved closer and gave her a long slow lick.
His tongue delved into her, parting her lips so he could lap at her cunt. He went slowly, enjoying the taste and drawing things out until...
“Oh fuck, do it already,” Astoria gasped at long last.
Harry moved up the bed, cock in hand to get to business.
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Harry and Astoria quickly became intertwined on the bed, Harry rolling his hips to smoothly fill Astoria’s pussy and retreat again, keeping his pace slow and steady. Astoria’s arms and legs were wrapped about him and they exchanged kisses between thrusts.
Harry thought he could have kept going at this pace all night and he was almost tempted to. Almost.
“Shall we mix this up?” Harry said.
Missionary position with Astoria was sweet and wonderful and not at all going to have the result Harry wanted.
“What did you have in mind?” asked Astoria, excitedly.
Harry just grinned at her.
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They ended up with Astoria in Harry’s lap, her back pressed to his front, grinding on his
cock. It was the perfect position to put his hands to work, cupping her breast and rubbing her clit.
Astoria’s head fell back onto the crook of Harry’s neck as she got close.
Harry grinned as Astoria shuddered uncontrollably, her mouth falling wide open in breathless ecstasy as she came all over his cock.
They said the best revenge was living well but Harry thought that making your rival’s ex-fiancee cum harder than they ever had before had to be a close second.
Word Count: 5 x 100
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Astoria Greengrass
Content: PWP, Revenge Sex, cunnilingus, 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: Harry's heard that the best revenge is living well, and he agrees ...in theory.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
harry100's Prompt #549: "Revenge". I don't usually like using this theme for this couple but it's what occurred for the prompt.- - -
Harry Potter combed his hands through the witch’s honey-blonde hair, it was so smooth and soft to the touch that it proved barely any resistance at all. The woman’s eyes were bright and wide and Harry smiled at her.
The smile was only partly for the witch’s benefit, Harry had worked long and hard to be in this position and meant to enjoy every moment of it.
He cupped her face and leant in, pressing his mouth to hers. Her lips were soft and pliant and he swallowed her faint pleased moan.
Astoria Greengrass melted into his greedy arms, willingly.
-
Astoria’s breath quickened and she clutched at Harry as he had his way with her. His hands were busy on her thin black evening dress and his mouth was just behind, working down the arch of her neck to her revealed breasts and sucking each in turn.
The dress pooled on the floor, as Harry kissed his way down her stomach to her legs. Astoria’s hands worked their way gripping tight as his face pressed against the front of her black lace knickers.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Harry murmured reassuringly as Astoria sank on to his bed and legs parted.
-
Failing to fight back, a deep groan of desire, Harry dipping his fingers under her knickers and gently slipped them down and off Astoria’s legs.
Her pussy had a triangle of darkest blonde hair over it, that tickled at Harry’s face as he moved closer and gave her a long slow lick.
His tongue delved into her, parting her lips so he could lap at her cunt. He went slowly, enjoying the taste and drawing things out until...
“Oh fuck, do it already,” Astoria gasped at long last.
Harry moved up the bed, cock in hand to get to business.
-
Harry and Astoria quickly became intertwined on the bed, Harry rolling his hips to smoothly fill Astoria’s pussy and retreat again, keeping his pace slow and steady. Astoria’s arms and legs were wrapped about him and they exchanged kisses between thrusts.
Harry thought he could have kept going at this pace all night and he was almost tempted to. Almost.
“Shall we mix this up?” Harry said.
Missionary position with Astoria was sweet and wonderful and not at all going to have the result Harry wanted.
“What did you have in mind?” asked Astoria, excitedly.
Harry just grinned at her.
-
They ended up with Astoria in Harry’s lap, her back pressed to his front, grinding on his
cock. It was the perfect position to put his hands to work, cupping her breast and rubbing her clit.
Astoria’s head fell back onto the crook of Harry’s neck as she got close.
Harry grinned as Astoria shuddered uncontrollably, her mouth falling wide open in breathless ecstasy as she came all over his cock.
They said the best revenge was living well but Harry thought that making your rival’s ex-fiancee cum harder than they ever had before had to be a close second.
