Drabble: Family Likeness (Pansy/Scorpius)
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lightofdayeTitle: Family Likeness
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 334
Content: Age Disparity (older woman/younger man)
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: People think Scorpius is like his father, Pansy knows better
A/n: Another drabble for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hp_humpdrabbles originally posted here, with other naughty drabbles.
People though that Scorpius Malfoy looked like his father and in all fairness they were slightly right. There was a fineness to his sharp features and pointed face that came from the purity of his blood. Once you got to know him as well as she did though, you began to appreciate the subtle differences between them. His eyes had a distinct bluish tinge to them instead of pure grey, his hair was yellow gold in place of platinum and his cock was hefty and long.
In truth, Scorpius was very much his mother’s son, Pansy thought as she pushed him backwards onto her bed. His eyes were bright and wide as she straddled him, easing herself down on that cock.
“Touch me,” she said huskily and Scorpius’ hands rose to cup and squeeze at her breasts. They shook slightly as if he’d never done it before, and being fresh out of Hogwarts maybe he hadn’t but his grip soon became more certain, his thumbs tracing around her nipples.
“Yeah just like that, bitch” she continued. Scorpius made no noise of complaint instead he shifted his hips, bucking up into her as she ground downwards.
She picked up the pace, riding the young man harder and faster. She leant forwards to support herself: one hand against his chest the other gripping her shoulder. Her nails sank into his flesh and yet still he did not make a sound but rather bit his lip in excitement.
Dear Scorpius. Such a meek, willing, obedient guy Pansy though, just like Astoria
The sight of him writing, pinned beneath her, fighting back his moans and clearly struggling not to come was just perfect to Pansy and she didn’t bother to fight her own climax.
Afterwards, they lay on their backs, his head cradled against her breast. She stroked her fingers through his soft golden locks.
“Hmm. Good boy, Scorpius. You’re my good boy aren’t you?” She said softly. “You’re mine.”
Just like he was always supposed to be.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson
Word Count: 334
Content: Age Disparity (older woman/younger man)
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: People think Scorpius is like his father, Pansy knows better
A/n: Another drabble for
hp_humpdrabbles originally posted here, with other naughty drabbles.People though that Scorpius Malfoy looked like his father and in all fairness they were slightly right. There was a fineness to his sharp features and pointed face that came from the purity of his blood. Once you got to know him as well as she did though, you began to appreciate the subtle differences between them. His eyes had a distinct bluish tinge to them instead of pure grey, his hair was yellow gold in place of platinum and his cock was hefty and long.
In truth, Scorpius was very much his mother’s son, Pansy thought as she pushed him backwards onto her bed. His eyes were bright and wide as she straddled him, easing herself down on that cock.
“Touch me,” she said huskily and Scorpius’ hands rose to cup and squeeze at her breasts. They shook slightly as if he’d never done it before, and being fresh out of Hogwarts maybe he hadn’t but his grip soon became more certain, his thumbs tracing around her nipples.
“Yeah just like that, bitch” she continued. Scorpius made no noise of complaint instead he shifted his hips, bucking up into her as she ground downwards.
She picked up the pace, riding the young man harder and faster. She leant forwards to support herself: one hand against his chest the other gripping her shoulder. Her nails sank into his flesh and yet still he did not make a sound but rather bit his lip in excitement.
Dear Scorpius. Such a meek, willing, obedient guy Pansy though, just like Astoria
The sight of him writing, pinned beneath her, fighting back his moans and clearly struggling not to come was just perfect to Pansy and she didn’t bother to fight her own climax.
Afterwards, they lay on their backs, his head cradled against her breast. She stroked her fingers through his soft golden locks.
“Hmm. Good boy, Scorpius. You’re my good boy aren’t you?” She said softly. “You’re mine.”
Just like he was always supposed to be.
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Date: 2014-07-24 02:08 pm (UTC)Ahhhhhh! I loved it! *squeeeeeee*
I hope I did the girlish screams properly. :D
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Date: 2014-07-24 02:43 pm (UTC)Lol, no one seems to comment at humpdrabbles, is the down side of the community. I think people don't like to comment if they just one to talk about one of the drabble's posted.
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Date: 2014-07-24 03:04 pm (UTC)I only read 2 of the 4 though. Sometimes I do a general 'yay those were awesome', then comment on the only one that I read as 'my favourite'. I don't want other people to feel bad.
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Date: 2014-07-28 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-28 04:06 pm (UTC)