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One Night in Hogwarts	By : Mary_West Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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One Night in Hogwarts. written for the LJ group "Hp_kinkfest"

Kink Showcased: First-Times. Lots of them.

Pairing(s): Draco/Pansy, Draco/Hermione, Draco/Ron, Draco/Snape/Pansy

Summary: Draco is getting pretty damned hot with the heavy-petting and Pansy, but one night things finally go a little further.

Warnings: Underage (Year 6 so around 15-16), Dub-con (or Non-con, depending how you like it), Blood, Anal, Bondage.

4 rooms, 4 chapters, one very randy Slytherin.

I don't know who first put the word around. It wasn't like I started doing it seriously – it was just a one-time thing. Which is all it could really be with one person, couldn't it? Or two, perhaps, but then that came later. But somehow the school found out I was a good bet for a first time. And that was useful. 'Cause there's nothing like having someone for their first. Having their eyes go wide as they feel me sliding in, and the first time they realise they've been utterly, totally fucked.

You see, it started with Pansy and me. We did a lot of mucking around, like most kids, and of course in Slytherin you really were encouraged to go that extra bit further. Be ambitious. Take chances. We'd taken plenty – she got excited at the idea of being discovered, so there was that whole snogging session behind the tapestry in the corridor near the Room of Requirement. I don't know how long we were there; we started just after dinner, slipping through the halls and dodging Peeves (he was setting up a tripwire for Filch, and only grinned at us as we passed). The corridor was empty, and the tapestry wasn't too dusty as I took Pansy's hand and pulled her behind it. Her mouth was on mine almost before we were completely concealed, and I jerked her leg up so it was hooked around my hip and her cute little cotton knickers were rubbing against my trousers like the harlot she is. Her tongue was playing cat and mouse with mine, and we did the tonsil-hockey thing for quite a while until her moans started to get a bit loud and the rubbing of her hot crotch against mine was doing wonderful things to my cock.

I slipped one hand down to her skirt hem, then pushed it up and ran my hand over her arse. Oh god she had such a tight arse – I can remember even now how firm those buttocks were, and how far I could push my fingers into her crack even though it was through her undies. That really got her hot – I could feel her small hole through the material, and was gently playing around the outside of it, and she couldn't concentrate on kissing me any more, and leaned back and groaned. Of course this gave me a perfect view of her neck, and I was able to lean forward and bite it gently, at the same time running my hand even further between her legs. Sweet Merlin but she was wet – I'd read about it, of course, but I hadn't realised how wet that could be. I wasn't really sure where I was heading, but I must have hit the sweet spot 'cause she suddenly lunged forward to bite my shoulder in an effort to muffle her screams as her first, serious, shuddering orgasm ripped through her and she crushed my fingers onto her clit as her thighs clamped together in surprise.

I kept my fingers moving a bit, and she must have hit that high spot a couple more times before she was collapsing on me and moaning "Draco, please, no more, not yet." I let her hang off me for a bit while my own hard cock begged for release, then I had an idea I wish I'd had earlier. Mind you, earlier would have been too soon. I don't think she would have gone with it until she'd had her own jollies, know what I mean? But here was Pansy, still shaking, unsteady on her feet, so full of post-orgasmic bliss that she'd agree to anything.

I held her for a bit longer, and then kissed her again and told her what a good girl she was. My fingers smelled deliciously of her sweet juices, and I ran my fingers down her nose and lips, making her lick them. You should have seen her eyes light up at that, and I smirked at her eagerness. She was all for putting my fingers back to work, but I held her hand and looked at her with the expression that says "I don't do favours."

"What?"

"You've had some fun. Fair's fair. My turn."

Well, she was still panting, and she grinned back and started to slip her hand down my trousers, but I stopped her fingers on their path and pulled them back up to the zipper. Give the girl some credit, she got the idea pretty fast, and had my fly open and my ever-so-hard cock out in seconds. Oh, the feel of her fingers there – I almost came on the spot. There wasn't a lot of room behind that tapestry, but she was feeling it up and down and it felt like the world was reducing just to the rhythm of that hand. But I wanted more.

So I took her other arm off from where she'd had it around my neck. She gave me a really puzzled look, and I slipped one hand down to her crotch and just ran it along the whole of the crack, front to back.

Then stopped.

"More!"

"No. You have to get me off first."

"Well, I'm trying to."

"No, not like that. With your mouth. I want you to suck it."

She balked a little, but then I took my hands and pushed on both her shoulders until she was kneeling in front of me. She looked a little worried, but she always was a kinky one, so she gave my cock a sniff, then a lick, and then she wrapped her lips around it and sucked the whole lot in like it was some kind of licorice stick. Her tongue hit that patch just behind the head, and I'm sorry to say that it was less than a minute later that I felt my balls tighten and suddenly I was pumping like a demon into her mouth and groaning at the pleasure of it.

She wasn't too keen on swallowing, but I held her there until she did, and then pulled her up. She gave me a filthy look, and wiped her mouth on my jumper. I stared in disbelief, and resisted the urge to slap her.

"Bitch."

"Next time let me know what's going to happen."

"Next time you'll know already, won't you?"

She went to hit me, but I caught her hand with mine, and spun her around so her back was against the wall. With my other hand I slipped my fingers into the front of her knickers – oh Merlin she was wet still, and swollen and I used my fingers and my thumb on that little hard knob at the front, and up and down the slit, and just inside the gap that was begging for me. I kissed her hard, and her tongue wrapped around mine as I sent her over the edge once more, her screaming into my mouth to try and muffle the noise, and trying to impale herself on my fingers.

She'd finally come down, and was trying to adjust her uniform, when she looked up at me with that "I've got an idea" look that she'd get from time to time.

"Later tonight."

"What?"

"Come to the girl's dorm."

"And get poxed beyond recognition? I don't think so. Does this mean you want more?"

"For fuck's sake, Draco, of course I want more. I'm not going to be able to sleep without having had your cock inside me. So you pick somewhere."

"We've got the Room just here..."

"No, it's got to be somewhere dangerous. Somewhere we could get caught. Just the idea is setting me off again... ahhhh." And as if to prove it, her body shuddered again, and I could just make out in the gloom that her eyes were all unfocussed and gleaming. "I've got it. Potions classroom, at ten."

I kissed her once more – always best to leave them happy – and carefully peered out from behind the tapestry. No-one around, so I sent her off first, her hair mussed and the scent of her cunt around her. Had to give myself a minute to get under control too, then I casually walked out and along the corridor. Ten o'clock gave me a bit of a chance to cool down, and to work out a strategy.

After all, at this point I hadn't actually done it for real. Lots of reading, and dreaming, and lying on my bed with my hand wrapped around my cock as I imagined some of the Sixth-years under me, begging me for it. And a couple of the younger ones too. And not all of them girls... Young Creavey, for instance, those sweet little eyes in tears as I fucked his arse hard and still had him begging me... Time enough for dreaming later – I had a few things to check.
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