#dark.papillon

You slowly pad your way to Sirius’ study, standing in the doorway with your head down. You lightly clear your throat, trying to gain the man’s attention as he is glued to the papers on his desk. You take a moment to take in the sight of the man. His long hair is tied back into a messy bun, a few pieces falling free around his face, his bottom lip caught between his teeth in deep concentration. You try to ignore the tingly feeling between your legs at the sight of him.

“Um...uncle pads?” You whisper. Sirius’ head shoots up, slightly startled by your sudden appearance. His face softens instantly when he realizes it’s you at his door.

“Hi beautiful,” he smiles, causing your face to heat up, “something wrong?” He asks, gesturing for you to enter the room. You keep your head down as you walk timidly to his desk, gasping quietly as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his lap. Your skin feels like it’s on fire as he places a gentle hand on your cheek.

“Got a question, can’t ask papa.” You mumble, slightly embarrassed about the question on your tongue. You weren’t every experienced or knowledgeable in the sexual department, always missing the jokes your friends made, or looking away during heated scenes in movies. Being that you were 19, you felt as though you should know more about these things. You didn’t want to ask your father, afraid he’s give you one of those long sex talks parents give, and you didn’t want that. So the next best thing was to ask Sirius. It was no secret that he was quite the ladies man, you had eavesdropped on many conversations, overhearing many different stories of your “uncle” and his sexcepades.

“Well it’s a good thing he’s away then, isn’t it?” He smirks playfully, “Tell uncle pads what’s wrong.” Well, it was now or never.

“Where do babies come from?” You ask. Sirius’ eyes widen in surprise.

“Where is this coming from?”

“Well, I overheard Harry and Ron talking the other day, and Ron said something about putting a baby in Hermione.” Sirius snorts loudly, unable to stop himself from laughing at your friend’s statement. Your face flushes red with embarrassment, a sad expression painting your face at his joking actions. Sirius sees this look, pouting lightly at your exaggerated expression.

“Okay love, I’m sorry.” He coos, lifting you from his lap to sit in front of him on his desk. “Do you know what happens when a man has an orgasm?” He asks, your face heats up once again as you shake your head.

“Y/n, have you ever had sex?” You shake your head again. Sirius sucks in a sharp breath, feeling as blood rushes to his cock. He had always known you were an innocent child, noticing the way your face would flush at the mention of anything even remotely sexual. He had always tried to hide his attraction to you, afraid of what his best friend, your father, would say. But hearing these things from you, learning that you were still untouched, it made something inside him snap. Something that wanted nothing more than for him to be the one to corrupt your innocence.

“Have you ever played with yourself?” He asks. You cock your head in confusion, not understanding what he means. He chuckles lightly, trailing a ring clad hand up your thighs, stopping right before he reaches your underwear. The action sends goosebumps all over your body, and a strange feeling builds between your legs.

“Have you ever touched yourself here?” His hand moves to cup your clothed cunt, coaxing a small gasp from your lips and causing your hips to involuntarily buck into his hand. Sirius smirks, enjoying how responsive you are already.

“S-sometimes, it feels tingly and touching it helps.” You mumble, keeping your head down as you are afraid to make eye contact with him at this moment. Sirius hums, leaning back in his chair and smirking up at you.

“Show me.”

“What?” Sirius leans forward once again, lifting your chin and forcing you to finally make eye contact with him. His eyes have gone almost completely black, lust swimming in his blown irises.

“Show me what you do to help the tingles.” He whispers in your ear, moving his lips down the side of your neck, leaving small kisses in their wake. You whimper slightly, nodding in agreement as Sirius sits back again, watching your every move. You lift your skirt, slowly removing your underwear with the help of the man in front of you. You move a hand between your legs, collecting your wetness and rubbing slow circles on your swollen clit, coaxing small moans and short gasps from your parted lips.

“Fuck,” Sirius groans, palming himself through his sweats, “so pretty.” Using his free hand, Sirius runs a hand up your leg, brushing his thumb against your heat.

“How about I help you out?” You eagerly nod your head, moving your hand so he can replace it with his. And fuck are you happy you did. You weren’t sure why his fingers felt so much better than yours, but the way he moved them in different patterns against your clit made you squirm against his desk. Suddenly, you feel one of his fingers prod at your entrance, the new feeling shocking your whole body.

“Is this okay puppy?” He asks, his face softening for a second. You nod your head and that’s all the confirmation he needs as he pushes his finger into you, quietly groaning at the feeling of your tight heat around his finger. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan as he begins to move his finger inside you in a come hither motion, hitting your spot each time. Your body jolts in surprise when you feel him add a second finger.

“You’re so tight, can’t wait to have you squeezing around my cock.” He groans.

“S-sirius, m’tummy feels weird.” You whine, mindlessly moving your hips against his fingers.

“S’okay puppy, just let go, I’ve got you.” Sirius makes the decision to attach his lips to your clit, never stopping the movement of his fingers. The action sends you over the edge, your body arching off the desk as your lips fall open, releasing short squeaks and whimpers. Sirius groans at the taste of you on his tongue, making a mental note to make you cum on his tongue another day. You’re still panting when Sirius stands, quickly removing his pants and revealing his painfully hard cock. You let out an involuntary gasp at his size. You wonder how it’ll ever fit inside you. Sirius makes his way towards you, standing between your legs. You whimper lightly when his cock brushes against your heat.

“As much as I’d love to have you on your knees with my cock in your mouth,” he says, taking his cock in his hand and lining it up with your entrance, “I think it’s time to teach you where babies come from.” Slowly, Sirius begins pushing his cock past your entrance, inch by inch. A burning feeling takes over your body, tears welling in the corners of your eyes. Sirius does everything he can to make you feel comfortable. Using one hand, he wipes your tears, lightly kissing the corners of your eyes. With the other, he rubs small circles on your clit, helping you relax your body. When he finally bottoms out, Sirius gives you a few minutes to adjust to his size.

“Please.” You whimper, ready to feel him move inside you. Sirius gives you a lopsided smile, pulling out almost all the way before snapping his hips against yours. The action knocks all the wind from your body, pleasure taking over all your senses. Sirius keeps a fast pace, his hips making a loud slapping sound each time they come in contact with yours. Moving his hand from your face, Sirius rips open your shirt in one move, the action causing you to clench around him.

“Such a pretty little girl,” Sirius rasps, grabbing harshly at your newly exposed breasts, twisting and tugging your nipples between his fingers, “Always so innocent, now look at you, ruined just for me.”

“F-for you siri.” You choke out. Your body moves as if it has a mind of its own, hips thrusting up to meet Sirius’ movements. His cock stretches you out perfectly, causing a delicious mix of pain and pleasure to wash over your body. Your mind has gone completely blank, and unfamiliar fuzz settling over your brain, the only thing on your mind being the feeling of Sirius’ cock inside you. Sirius grabs hold of your legs, holding them together and pushing your knees against your chest. The new position has him reaching places inside you you didn’t even know existed. The room is fills with the sounds of your bodies moving together, and the occasional moan from you or grunt from Sirius.

“Siri, my tummy feels weird again.”

“I know baby, I can feel you clenching around me,” He groans, opening your legs to give him access to your overused clit, rubbing fast circles with the pad of his thumb, “Let go pup, cum all over my cock.” A loud gasp leaves your lips as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your body shakes uncontrollably under his, your cunt clenching around his cock. The sight of you cumming under him and the feeling of your cunt tightening around your cock sends him over the edge.

“Fuck, m’gonna fill you up now pup,” Sirius groans, speeding his hips up as he chases his high, “gonna give you all my babies, till your tummy is bulging with my seed.” Sirius’ hips still against yours, a loud groan leaving his parted lips as he spills himself inside you. You let out a string of gasps at the feeling of his cum painting your walls, the feeling almost sending you into another orgasm. When he feels his cock go soft inside you, Sirius pulls out, using his fingers to quickly catch anything that falls from your heat, pushing it back inside you. You whimper and try to squirm away, your body not able to handle the overstimulation.

You slowly pad your way to Sirius’ study, standing in the doorway with your head down. You lightly clear your throat, trying to gain the man’s attention as he is glued to the papers on his desk. You take a moment to take in the sight of the man. His long hair is tied back into a messy bun, a few pieces falling free around his face, his bottom lip caught between his teeth in deep concentration. You try to ignore the tingly feeling between your legs at the sight of him.

“Um...uncle pads?” You whisper. Sirius’ head shoots up, slightly startled by your sudden appearance. His face softens instantly when he realizes it’s you at his door.

“Hi beautiful,” he smiles, causing your face to heat up, “something wrong?” He asks, gesturing for you to enter the room. You keep your head down as you walk timidly to his desk, gasping quietly as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his lap. Your skin feels like it’s on fire as he places a gentle hand on your cheek.

“Got a question, can’t ask papa.” You mumble, slightly embarrassed about the question on your tongue. You weren’t every experienced or knowledgeable in the sexual department, always missing the jokes your friends made, or looking away during heated scenes in movies. Being that you were 19, you felt as though you should know more about these things. You didn’t want to ask your father, afraid he’s give you one of those long sex talks parents give, and you didn’t want that. So the next best thing was to ask Sirius. It was no secret that he was quite the ladies man, you had eavesdropped on many conversations, overhearing many different stories of your “uncle” and his sexcepades.

“Well it’s a good thing he’s away then, isn’t it?” He smirks playfully, “Tell uncle pads what’s wrong.” Well, it was now or never.

“Where do babies come from?” You ask. Sirius’ eyes widen in surprise.

“Where is this coming from?”

“Well, I overheard Harry and Ron talking the other day, and Ron said something about putting a baby in Hermione.” Sirius snorts loudly, unable to stop himself from laughing at your friend’s statement. Your face flushes red with embarrassment, a sad expression painting your face at his joking actions. Sirius sees this look, pouting lightly at your exaggerated expression.

“Okay love, I’m sorry.” He coos, lifting you from his lap to sit in front of him on his desk. “Do you know what happens when a man has an orgasm?” He asks, your face heats up once again as you shake your head.

“Y/n, have you ever had sex?” You shake your head again. Sirius sucks in a sharp breath, feeling as blood rushes to his cock. He had always known you were an innocent child, noticing the way your face would flush at the mention of anything even remotely sexual. He had always tried to hide his attraction to you, afraid of what his best friend, your father, would say. But hearing these things from you, learning that you were still untouched, it made something inside him snap. Something that wanted nothing more than for him to be the one to corrupt your innocence.

“Have you ever played with yourself?” He asks. You cock your head in confusion, not understanding what he means. He chuckles lightly, trailing a ring clad hand up your thighs, stopping right before he reaches your underwear. The action sends goosebumps all over your body, and a strange feeling builds between your legs.

“Have you ever touched yourself here?” His hand moves to cup your clothed cunt, coaxing a small gasp from your lips and causing your hips to involuntarily buck into his hand. Sirius smirks, enjoying how responsive you are already.

“S-sometimes, it feels tingly and touching it helps.” You mumble, keeping your head down as you are afraid to make eye contact with him at this moment. Sirius hums, leaning back in his chair and smirking up at you.

“Show me.”

“What?” Sirius leans forward once again, lifting your chin and forcing you to finally make eye contact with him. His eyes have gone almost completely black, lust swimming in his blown irises.

“Show me what you do to help the tingles.” He whispers in your ear, moving his lips down the side of your neck, leaving small kisses in their wake. You whimper slightly, nodding in agreement as Sirius sits back again, watching your every move. You lift your skirt, slowly removing your underwear with the help of the man in front of you. You move a hand between your legs, collecting your wetness and rubbing slow circles on your swollen clit, coaxing small moans and short gasps from your parted lips.

“Fuck,” Sirius groans, palming himself through his sweats, “so pretty.” Using his free hand, Sirius runs a hand up your leg, brushing his thumb against your heat.

“How about I help you out?” You eagerly nod your head, moving your hand so he can replace it with his. And fuck are you happy you did. You weren’t sure why his fingers felt so much better than yours, but the way he moved them in different patterns against your clit made you squirm against his desk. Suddenly, you feel one of his fingers prod at your entrance, the new feeling shocking your whole body.

“Is this okay puppy?” He asks, his face softening for a second. You nod your head and that’s all the confirmation he needs as he pushes his finger into you, quietly groaning at the feeling of your tight heat around his finger. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan as he begins to move his finger inside you in a come hither motion, hitting your spot each time. Your body jolts in surprise when you feel him add a second finger.

“You’re so tight, can’t wait to have you squeezing around my cock.” He groans.

“S-sirius, m’tummy feels weird.” You whine, mindlessly moving your hips against his fingers.

“S’okay puppy, just let go, I’ve got you.” Sirius makes the decision to attach his lips to your clit, never stopping the movement of his fingers. The action sends you over the edge, your body arching off the desk as your lips fall open, releasing short squeaks and whimpers. Sirius groans at the taste of you on his tongue, making a mental note to make you cum on his tongue another day. You’re still panting when Sirius stands, quickly removing his pants and revealing his painfully hard cock. You let out an involuntary gasp at his size. You wonder how it’ll ever fit inside you. Sirius makes his way towards you, standing between your legs. You whimper lightly when his cock brushes against your heat.

“As much as I’d love to have you on your knees with my cock in your mouth,” he says, taking his cock in his hand and lining it up with your entrance, “I think it’s time to teach you where babies come from.” Slowly, Sirius begins pushing his cock past your entrance, inch by inch. A burning feeling takes over your body, tears welling in the corners of your eyes. Sirius does everything he can to make you feel comfortable. Using one hand, he wipes your tears, lightly kissing the corners of your eyes. With the other, he rubs small circles on your clit, helping you relax your body. When he finally bottoms out, Sirius gives you a few minutes to adjust to his size.

“Please.” You whimper, ready to feel him move inside you. Sirius gives you a lopsided smile, pulling out almost all the way before snapping his hips against yours. The action knocks all the wind from your body, pleasure taking over all your senses. Sirius keeps a fast pace, his hips making a loud slapping sound each time they come in contact with yours. Moving his hand from your face, Sirius rips open your shirt in one move, the action causing you to clench around him.

“Such a pretty little girl,” Sirius rasps, grabbing harshly at your newly exposed breasts, twisting and tugging your nipples between his fingers, “Always so innocent, now look at you, ruined just for me.”

“F-for you siri.” You choke out. Your body moves as if it has a mind of its own, hips thrusting up to meet Sirius’ movements. His cock stretches you out perfectly, causing a delicious mix of pain and pleasure to wash over your body. Your mind has gone completely blank, and unfamiliar fuzz settling over your brain, the only thing on your mind being the feeling of Sirius’ cock inside you. Sirius grabs hold of your legs, holding them together and pushing your knees against your chest. The new position has him reaching places inside you you didn’t even know existed. The room is fills with the sounds of your bodies moving together, and the occasional moan from you or grunt from Sirius.

“Siri, my tummy feels weird again.”

“I know baby, I can feel you clenching around me,” He groans, opening your legs to give him access to your overused clit, rubbing fast circles with the pad of his thumb, “Let go pup, cum all over my cock.” A loud gasp leaves your lips as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your body shakes uncontrollably under his, your cunt clenching around his cock. The sight of you cumming under him and the feeling of your cunt tightening around your cock sends him over the edge.

“Fuck, m’gonna fill you up now pup,” Sirius groans, speeding his hips up as he chases his high, “gonna give you all my babies, till your tummy is bulging with my seed.” Sirius’ hips still against yours, a loud groan leaving his parted lips as he spills himself inside you. You let out a string of gasps at the feeling of his cum painting your walls, the feeling almost sending you into another orgasm. When he feels his cock go soft inside you, Sirius pulls out, using his fingers to quickly catch anything that falls from your heat, pushing it back inside you. You whimper and try to squirm away, your body not able to handle the overstimulation.

“Y/n?” Draco calls, “Is that you doll?” There was no going back now. You slowly make your way to the bottom of the stairs, standing stiff in front of the two men in front of you.

“M’ sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.” You cry, avoiding eye contact with both men. You hear shuffling before feeling the presence of someone very close to you, lifting your head and coming face to face with your step father. His icy grey eyes are soft and filled with love as he looks down at you, placing a hand under your chin.

“S’okay doll, did we wake you?” He asks, wiping the tears from your cheeks and earning a small nod from you.

“Aw I’m sorry baby, daddy didn’t mean to wake you.” You shiver at the name, a movement that doesn’t go unnoticed by the redhead on the couch.

“She’s shivering mate, maybe we should help warm her up.” Ron quips, a small smirk growing on his face. He gestures for you to take the empty seat in between the two, turning to face you as soon as you sit down. Draco moves to sit on the other side of you, sandwiching you between the two of them. Their scents fill the small space, a mix of cinnamon and mint filling your senses in the best way possible. Ron moves to lay a hand on your leg, making your whole body heat up.

“How long were you standing there angel?” He asks, slowly moving his hand up and down your leg, inching closer to your center each time, but never quite reaching it. You’re hesitant to answer the question, afraid of being reprimanded for listening in on their conversation. His grip on your leg suddenly tightens, causing you to gasp at the shock of pain.

“Let’s put it this way,” he leans in, lips brushing against your ear, “how much did you hear, pet?” You shiver once again, unable to give a verbal response, instead just staring up at him with wide eyes and parted lips. On your other side, Draco brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, copying his friend’s actions and leaning in to speak in your ear.

“You know,” he starts, “it’s rude to listen in on someone else’s private conversation.” Suddenly, he laces his fingers through your hair, yanking your head back roughly. You cry out, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“I think maybe you need to be punished, what do you think Ron?” He asks, cocking his head to the side with an amused grin on his face. Ron stands from his seat, kneeling in front of you between your legs on the floor.

“I was thinking the same thing Draco.” He turns to you, wiping the tears from your cheeks, “Is that what you want, you want us to punish you?” You sit in silence for a second, thinking about the situation that you are in. You can’t deny, you’ve always been attracted to the two men, always wondering what it would be like to be used by them. The thought made your cunt slick with arousal, causing you to clench your legs together in hopes of relieving the fire between your legs. Ron takes notice of this, smirking up at Draco.

“We’ll take that as a yes.” Draco whispers in your ear, releasing his hold on your hair and coming around to stand in front of you next to Ron.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” He starts, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, Ron doing the same, “we’re gonna use you however we want, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl. Understand?” You nod your head, watching intently as the two men undress slowly in front of you. You rake your eyes over their bodies, practically drooling at the sight. Draco’s pale skin is covered with faded scars from an old school incident he hadn’t fully told you about, and Ron’s littered with small freckles and moles. Each man has a small happy trail leading down into their trousers, both with prominent bulges poking through the front. Ron stands in front of you once again, harshly gripping your jaw, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer.” He growls, striking you across the cheek. You whine at his actions, tears once again welling in the corners of your eyes.

“Yes sir, I understand.” You whimper, earning a nod from the red headed male. He walks back over to Draco, the two males silently engaging in conversation, sparing small glaces your way every so often. After what seems like forever, they turn to face you again, identical smirks plastered on their faces. Draco snaps his finger, signaling for you to make your way towards them, a command to which you comply without hesitation.

“Kneel.” He commands, pushing you to your knees by your shoulders. You sink to your knees, watching the two males through hooded eyelashes, waiting for their next instruction. They both take their time, slowly unzipping their trousers, leaving them standing only in their boxers in front of you. You take the hint, wasting no time in freeing their cocks from the tight fabric of their boxers. They both stand tall and hard in front of you, red and dripping with precum, making your mouth water,

“Such a good little slut, already knows what to do.” Ron quips, enjoying the sight of you on your knees for him. Taking your time to enjoy the moment, you slowly jerk both men off, each in one hand. When you feel more confident, you move to wrap your lips around the head of Ron’s cock, sucking lightly, coaxing a low groan from the man. He places a hand on the back of your head, moving your head for you, forcing you to take all of him at once. You gag around him, trying your best to keep your hand moving on the other man next to you.

“Fuck mate, you’ve gotta feel her mouth,” Ron groans, fucking into your mouth harder, “feels like fucking heaven.” He grabs you by your hair, pulling you off his cock and placing you in front of Draco’s. You waste no time working Draco’s cock with your mouth, releasing a low moan at the taste of him on your tongue. He takes no mercy on you, fucking your mouth like a wild animal in heat.

“Such a perfect little cockslut, on her knees for her stepfather.” You whimper at his filthy words that send a shock straight to your cunt. Trying to relieve the ache between your legs, you slowly move your hips, grinding your clit against your heels. Ron notices, chuckling darkly at your desperate attempts to get yourself off.

“Look at you, getting yourself off on your heels like a bitch in heat.” Draco groans from above you. He suddenly pulls you off his cock, causing a whimper to leave your lips.

“On the couch angel.” You scramble to your feet, hopping into the couch. The two men make their way over to you, enjoying the sight of you naked and ready to be used by them. Draco lifts you onto his lap, his cock resting between your stomachs. You rut your hips against his, earning a stinging smack on your backside from Ron.

“Please,” You beg, tears falling from your eyes, “need it so bad.”

“I know pet,” Draco coos, “so fucking needy.” He teases your entrance with his cock, pushing in only the tip, and pulling back out. His actions are turning you into a moaning, sobbing mess and you’re so focused on his movements, you don’t even notice Ron behind you, opening a bottle of lube. He wraps a hand around your throat, pulling your head back to rest on his chest.

“You want us to fuck you? Wanna be torn apart by our cocks like a good little slut?” He rasps, teasing your back entrance with a single finger, causing you to jerk forward in surprise. You cry out at the unfamiliar feeling as he slowly pushes his finger past the tight hole, groaning at the feeling of her clenching around his finger.

“Please, want your cock daddy.” You cry into Draco’s shoulder, bucking your hips against his.

“Gonna fuck you so good baby, gonna fuck you dumb.” He groans, holding his cock at your entrance before harshly snapping your hips down against his.

“Fuck!” You scream, trying to adjust to the feeling of being full. His cock stretches you out, filling you to the brink as his head brushes against your cervix. Behind you, Ron adds another finger, causing you to cry out at the feeling of both holes being filled.

“More please.” You whine, pushing your body against Ron’s fingers.

“Yeah you want more? You want my cock in this tight little ass?” He chuckles darkly, earning an eager nod from you. He removes his fingers, causing you to cry out at the loss of contact, but your cries are silenced when Draco shoves his fingers in your mouth, coaxing a small gag from the back of your throat.

“Tired of hearing your whines, fucking crybaby.” He growls, shoving his fingers deeper down your throat.

“M’not a baby, daddy.” You gargle around his fingers.

“Then take it like a good girl.” Ron quips from behind you before slowly pushing his cock past your tight hole. You drop your head into Draco’s shoulder, holding back tears as you feel Ron’s cock stretch out your unused hole. Draco rubs slow circles on your clit, whispering words of praise and encouragement in your ear in an attempt to help you relax. Finally, after what seems like forever, Ron bottoms out, his cock filling you perfectly.

“Please.” You beg, moving your hips against theirs. Both men share a short glance before pulling out and slamming into you at the exact same time. You let out a pornagraphic moan, sucking harder on Draco’s fingers as the two men ruin both your holes. Their cocks move in and out of you at the same time, creating a delicious burn that courses through your veins. You brain is reduced to mush, the only words on your tongue being their names and the occasional “please”

“Look at you, taking your stepfather’s cock like a real fucking whore,” Draco groans, eyes glued to the place where your bodies connect. He lands a harsh slap on your clit, causing your hips to buck forward.

“Such a tight fucking ass, can’t get enough.” Ron adds, spanking you harshly, leaving behind red handprints. The pleasure you’re receiving is overwhelming as you feel yourself get closer to your high. You clench around both men, loving the sounds of their moans in your ear.

“Please daddy, wanna cum.” You cry, moving your hips in sync with theirs. Ron reaches around your body and begins rubbing fast circles on your clit, bringing you closer to the edge.

“Cum on our cocks you fucking slut.” He growls, landing three harsh blows on your clit and pushing you over the edge. Your mouth falls open into a silent scream, the only sound leaving you being short uneven breaths as your body tenses and then relaxes as you slump into Draco’s chest. Their movements don’t stop as they chase their own highs, causing you to shake in overstimulation. With a low groan, Draco stills his hips against yours, spilling himself inside you, Ron following soon after, painting the walls of your abused hole. You cry into Draco’s shoulder, trying not to cum a second time just from the feeling of them filling you up.

After a few moments, both men pull out, careful not to hurt you, and smile lazily as they watch their cum drip from your holes. You whine and try your best to wiggle out of his hold as Draco moves to grab some with his fingers. He brings them up to your lips and you don’t hesitate to wrap them around his fingers, moaning at the taste of them on your tongue.

“Mate, we’ve definitely gotta do this again.” Ron quips, landing one last slap on your backside before soothing it with light kisses.

“Now let’s get you cleaned up.”