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Welcome to the Green mamba's Dungeon	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 21078 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

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A/N: This is one of the kinks I usually don't read and don't write, in fact, it was never even on the margins of my mind. I did my research and I do hope that I managed to at least not mess it up, keep it as real as possible. Anw, here is some kinky Hermione/Draco time :)
October 8. - Fisting
And I think this is the place where I should mention that the story DOES NOT follow any specific timeline.
A burst of deep breaths erupted from his chest as the pressure in his bottom increased. His mind was instantly distracted with a hot hand patting his chest and stomach.
Draco questioned his motives, his sanity but not for one second his desire or his will to go through this. His insides still tingled from the potion she gave him to drink. She offered him to choose between the potion and an enema - he chose the former.
I want this, I prepared myself for this.
This was his mantra since he placed his foot in the dungeon today.
There was a hiss of air and the pressure increased.
Breath in, breath out.
He wanted more and he wanted less at the same time. Still, he trusted her much more than he did anyone else. It took months to build this trust, but she was a big part of why he didn’t feel like a complete freak anymore. She accepted him the way he was.
A hissing sound followed the release of pressure in his bum. He breathed deeply through his nose.
And now comes the fun part.
His heart gave an indecisive jig, one of hope and excitement and fear.
“Relax, we’ll go slow. And remember, we can stop at any point - this is not a question of pride but pleasure.” she crooned to him and he nodded, afraid that if he speaks he’ll lose courage.
Sod it all, I want this.
She was between his legs and for the first time he wondered if this is how women feel - vulnerable and exposed. He frowned slightly at her gloved hand, but she insisted, the same way she insisted that she will bring lube. The lube that made him feel like he had a flobberworm up his ass.
She locked her eyes with his and he sucked in a breath but released it quickly after she pushed only one finger in his bum and stilled her hand. Her finger was so much smaller than the inflatable monstrosity that he had down there just moments ago.
“Breath in, breath out. Focus on breathing. Do it for me, pretty boy.” she asked him softly and he followed her instruction. After a few breaths, she inserted another finger, still keeping them still.
It was much easier to relax now. He kept on breathing as instructed and she gently started to move her fingers, pushing at each exhale. It was nice, almost relaxing like a caress, she didn’t work him up - she pacified him.
The third finger joined and his breath hitched a bit. Still, it was not as big as what he had before. She kept a steady, slow thrusting rhythm and he allowed himself to be lulled into it. His cock filled up and bobbed, tapping his abdomen with each gentle push.
Her eyes trapped him into an intense stare, Draco thought that she could see the deepest corners of his soul, her glare bore him more than anything they were doing at the moment.
She added the fourth finger and thing started to feel a bit tight but still, her thrusts were light. Slight electric tingles ran up and down his spine, his head was light but he kept on breathing.
She pulled her fingers out of him and he moaned in protest.
“Easy now, pretty boy. Is this what you want?” she purred still holding his gaze.
Her fingers returned - all five of them. All five of them. His muscles cramped up instinctively and she stilled her hand.
She didn’t say a word, and it did hurt a little but not nearly enough to affect him in a negative way. She just continued to gaze into his eyes, stroking one hand over his abdomen like she was petting a cat.
You want this, you dreamt about this. It is bound to be slightly uncomfortable before it gets good. Breath in, breath out. Mistress won’t let anything bad happen to you.
Forcing his body to relax and his mind to shake off any remnants of insecurity, he returned to the breathing rhythm. She was still, not moving and soon he lost himself in her eyes.
Only then did she make a miniscule motion, just a slight push, then another and another with each exhale. The pain was bearable, the intensity and the pressure exquisite. The stretch was - incomparable.
He forced himself to breathe while his heart tattooed an imprint on his chest. He could feel every ridge on her knuckles, and he had to fight his body’s instincts with every passing moment.
Her eyes floated in front of him, the air was thick to breathe but low on oxygen. There was a moment of intense pressure and stretch and a sharp pain but then he felt it…
And it was every bit as he thought it would be - the feeling of fullness, the silky caress of her still hand. He couldn’t resist, he should wait a bit, there was pain present but he couldn't resist - he forced his muscles to squeeze around her hand.
The burst of flashing stars bloomed inside him. Her hand was still like it was petrified, but he kept squeezing his muscles. He could see her eyes widen slightly and a half smile tug at her lips.
He clenched again and a moan erupted from him, it came from deep within. She did something, moved only one finger, just so that it was pressing on the inner wall - a miniscule pressure and he moaned again.
His cock jumped with each clench tapping his abdomen, leaking and smearing the pearls of pre-come all over him. She patted his balls and he squeezed one last time.
The roar he released might as well erupted from his balls, along with long spurts of semen. The sound echoed around them as he tore his throat raw, but he just couldn’t keep the moans and groans inside. Everything in him, everything around him felt tense and the release went on and on.
He finally slumped, boneless, brainless, satisfied. Her hand slipped out easily. He tried to smile, this was bliss.
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