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| Entry tags: | drabble, fandom: harry potter, pairing: harry/bill, pairing: harry/bill/fleur |
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I was cleaning my files and found these two. I wrote them last year in December, while I was struggling with my thesis.
Title: Celebration
Pairing: Bill/Harry
Rating: NC17
Word count: 100
Warnings: infidelity
Disclaimer: All fictional work/artwork is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No offence is meant by the actions of any characters portrayed.
Celebration
They have to be quiet or they’ll wake baby Louis.
Harry bites into the cushion under his head to muffle his groan as Bill slowly sinks into his arse. They pause and hold their breath when Bill’s balls come to rest against Harry’s thighs. And then they fuck, hard and fast and silent, with the baby sleeping in his cot next to the sofa and their families celebrating downstairs.
A hard, sure hand grasps Harry’s cock, squeezes, pulls. Harry writhes as he feels Bill’s teeth on his neck.
‘Bill?’ Fleur’s voice calls from downstairs.
‘Coming!’ Bill replies, and Harry does.
Title: Wild Night
Pairing: Bill/Fleur/Harry
Rating: R
Word count: 100
Warnings: threesome, het, infidelity/open marriage, perhaps even femmeslash
Disclaimer: All fictional work/artwork is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No offence is meant by the actions of any characters portrayed.
Wild Night
Ginny leaves in the afternoon for her trip with “the girls” and that night, Harry Floos to Shell Cottage. Fleur looks up in surprise from the dishes she’s been doing. A slow smile spreads across her beautiful face.
‘Good evening, ‘Arry,’ she purrs seductively.
Harry winds an arm around her waist and kisses her deeply. His cock hardens under her caressing hand.
‘Starting without me, are you,’ Bill mock-growls from the doorway. He comes to stand behind Harry and, grinding his hard cock against Harry’s arse, kisses first his wife and then their lover. ‘Ready for a wild night, darlings?’
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