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Putting on a Show - Part Two (Ginny x OC; Ginny x Parvati)
Having made their way to Ginny's dorm, Parvati watches as Ginny teases Gwenyth
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Parvati scurried through the halls, slipping into secret passages until she made it to the portrait of the Fat Lady. “Pennifold Quaffle,” she said breathlessly and rushed inside.
Up in Ginny’s dorm, she looked around the room, heart racing – not only from her run here. Her eyes landed on the closet in the corner, with a slatted door through which she could still see the rest of the room. Unsure how close they were behind her, Parvati quickly slipped inside, closed the doors, and waited eagerly.
Ginny wanted to make sure that Parvati had enough time so as she and Gwenyth walked down the hallway hand in hand, she made sure to pull her into an alcove here, or behind a tapestry there, pressing her against the wall, tasting her sweet mouth as their hands roamed, until Gwenyth got impatient and pulled her along again.
When Gwenyth’s probing fingers discovered that Ginny had no underwear on, she raised her eyebrows. “You came prepared.”
“What can I say,” Ginny said, trapping her wrists above her head. “I know what I want.” She leaned in for another kiss but Gwenyth grinned and slipped out of her grasp.
“Well,” she called with a revealing flip of her skirt. “Come on then.”
The Common Room was not empty, but no one gave them a second glance. Ginny assumed they’d have to be blind to not realize what had been going on in their dorms anyway. She did not have much time to think about it, however, because then Gwenyth was dragging her up the stairs and into her room.
Gwenyth immediately pressed her up against the door, mouth on her neck accompanied occasionally by the scrape of teeth. Ginny’s head fell back against the door, glancing around the room briefly to see if she could tell where Parvati had hidden before her eyes fluttered closed.
Gwenyth’s mouth moved lower, tracking hungrily over Ginny’s skin, eliminating any piece of clothing that came in her way with expert deftness until she knelt at her feet. Once her skirt had too been discarded, she planted soft kisses on her lower abdomen before looking up to Ginny with dark green eyes.
Ginny nodded quickly and Gwenyth took one of Ginny’s legs so that it draped over her shoulder. She moved closer and ran her tongue tentatively through Ginny’s folds. Ginny sighed, a hand flying up to grab at something absentmindedly, fingers scrabbling at the smooth wooden door.
Parvati watched with dark eyes through the slats in the closed door. Ginny’s eyelashes fluttered closed, bare breasts heaving as she leaned against the door. Gwenyth spread her folds with long slender fingers and confidently latched her lips onto Ginny’s clit. Ginny bit her lip, partially muffling a moan, a hand coming down to rest on Gwenyth’s head, fingers tangling gently into her hair.
Lips and tongue still drawing sounds from Ginny’s mouth with their ministrations around her clit, Gwenyth slowly slid one finger inside her. Ginny’s grip on Gwenyth’s hair tightened, pressing her further into her pussy.
Gwenyth smiled against her skin, pressing her long finger into her before pulling out and adding a second finger. She pressed them in faster, pulling a sound almost like a mewl from Ginny’s throat.
Ginny’s legs trembled and Gwenyth gripped her thigh with her free hand.
Parvati had begun slowly circling her clit with her fingers, closing her eyes as she let the sounds wash over her. Ginny was certainly making no attempt to quiet herself now, letting it all out for Parvati’s – and Gwenyth’s – enjoyment.
As she neared her climax, her cries increased in pitch and volume, intermingled with gasps of “Right there” and “Fuck, yes.” Gwenyth looked up at her with dark eyes as she came and winched at the pleasurable tug of her hair as Ginny’s strong hand pushed her head down.
But she soon pulled Gwenyth to her feet, devouring her in a deep kiss, hands on her face. She moved her backwards until she was pressed against the pillar of her fourposter bed.
“You still have all your clothes on,” she murmured against Gwenyth’s lips as her hands slid over her waist.
“What are you gonna do about it?” Gwenyth’s voice was low, nearly a whisper, but Parvati could hear it. She smiled. Maybe they should invite her over more often.
Ginny’s eyebrow rose, grabbing Gwenyth’s wrists in her hands and raising them above her head, pressing them against the pillar. Gwenyth raised her chin slightly – a challenge. A grin pricked at the corner of Ginny’s mouth. “Alright.”
She stepped away for a moment and rummaged through the drawers of her night table. Out of it, she took a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.
“These aren’t real,” she said quickly. “You can slip out of them if you want to.”
Gwenyth nodded, watching her every move with an intense gaze. Ginny carefully clicked them around her wrists and attached them above her head, enough so there was some strain, but it wasn’t too uncomfortable. She stepped near enough that their breaths mingled as she tied the blindfold over her eyes. She pressed a soft kiss to her lips before stepping back and regarded her with an evaluating eye.
Parvati, fingers slowly fucking herself to a stifled climax, watched as Ginny approached Gwenyth and began to undo the last few buttons of her shirt. Her face was close, breath hot on her skin, lips just not dragging down her torso. Since her arms were tied up, Ginny had to grab her wand and muttered a quick spell to get the shirt off and on the floor.
She slid her fingers along Gwenyth’s waist lightly as she searched for the zipper of her skirt. Gwenyth sighed at the touch and Ginny pressed a light kiss to her hip bone as she pulled own the zipper. The skirt dropped to the floor and Gwenyth kicked it aside.
Ginny looked up at Gwenyth from where she knelt on the ground. She ghosted her fingers up her legs, so barely there that Gwenyth shivered. As she reached around her to undo her bra, she slid a leg between hers, her thigh rubbing over the wet patch of her underwear. Gwenyth gasped and immediately tried to grind down but Ginny’s hands were on her hips, stilling her movements and pressing her back against the pillar. She whispered into her ear, voice low. “Stay still for me.”
Gwenyth nodded breathlessly.
“Good girl.”
The slight growl in her voice made Gwenyth gulp and lean her head back.
Her bra soon fell to the ground as well and Ginny whispered her ouch over her breasts, making Gwenyth shiver as she tried to stay still. Her nipples hardened at the exposure. Ginny leant down, first blowing on them lightly earning her more shudders from Gwenyth, before lightly drawing her fingers over each nipple. Gwenyth bit back a moan, fists clenching at the sudden sensation.
Ginny smiled at how her every touch had such an effect on Gwenyth. She slowly sank to the ground again, making sure her breath tickled her skin on the way down.
With gentle fingers, she slowly slid her underwear down her long legs, touching her skin as little as possible.
“Spread your legs a bit for me, love,” she said softly her breath on Gwenyth’s thigh making her skin prickle. She quickly obeyed, biting her lip as she tried not to squirm.
When Ginny slid a finger through her folds, Gwenyth moaned, knees buckling slightly, hands gripping the pillar to keep herself upright. Ginny inspected her finger, which now glistened with Gwenyth’s desire. “You’re quite wet for me,” she observed and sucked on the finger.
“Mm-hm,” said Gwenyth, though it came out more like a whimper.
“You want me to touch you more, don't you?”
She nodded vigorously.
Ginny laid a hand on either thigh and blew directly onto Gwenyth’s clit, who mewled at the feeling, muscles clenching. “Like that,” she murmured teasingly.
Gwenyth whimpered again.
“No?”
“More…” she managed to get out.
“More?” Ginny drew circles with her fingers on the inside of Gwenyth’s thighs. “You’re going to have to be a little more specific,” she purred.
“Fuck me,” she blurted out. “Please,” she added in an almost frantic tone.
“Well, since you asked nicely.” Ginny lubed up a finger and slid it gently into Gwenyth, rubbing her thumb over her clit.
Gwenyth made a strangled noise, quivering slightly. She tried very hard to stay still but could not help the way her hips jerked at the sensation. Her muscles clenched around Ginny, who kissed her stomach tenderly as she added a second and then a third finger.
Her brain seemed to short-circuit like there was nothing in the world but Ginny’s fingers inside her, curling, fucking, touching every sensitive part of her. After all the teasing she knew it wouldn’t be long until she came and she arched her hips, wanting to feel more.
“I’m close…” she rasped. “I’m gonna…”
“You know,” said Ginny in a tone that made Gwenyth afraid she would tease her further. “I quite liked the sound of you begging.”
“Plea – ah!” she gasped, hands gripping the chain of her handcuffs, toes curling into the carpeted floor.
“What?” Ginny asked, slowing her fingers slightly.
“Please!” Gwenyth begged. “Please – ah – let me come!”
“As you wish.” She kissed her stomach again and fucked her fingers into her as deeply and quickly as she could.
The tension that had been coiling in her abdomen was finally released and Gwenyth cried out, head thrown back, thighs clenching around Ginny. Ginny watched her body tremble and spasm gracelessly, felt her muscles tighten around her fingers, cum running down her hand and arm.
When the orgasm had passed. Gwenyth was fucked out, flushed and sweaty. Ginny gently took off the blindfold, kissing her softly as she undid the handcuffs. Gwenyth collapsed onto the bed, a small smile on her face as she used all her energy to look over at Ginny.
“You can tell your friend to come out now,” she said quietly. “She’s had her show.”
Ginny stared at her in surprise and Parvati stepped out of the closet looking a little sheepish.
“I’m not blind,” Gwenyth said, smile widening. “Neither are the other students, by the way,” she added.
Parvati looked impressed. “Remind me to invite her to any future rendezvous.”
Gwenyth laughed, still out of breath. “Please don’t. I don’t know how you guys do this all the time. I think I’m good for a week at least.”
Up in Ginny’s dorm, she looked around the room, heart racing – not only from her run here. Her eyes landed on the closet in the corner, with a slatted door through which she could still see the rest of the room. Unsure how close they were behind her, Parvati quickly slipped inside, closed the doors, and waited eagerly.
Ginny wanted to make sure that Parvati had enough time so as she and Gwenyth walked down the hallway hand in hand, she made sure to pull her into an alcove here, or behind a tapestry there, pressing her against the wall, tasting her sweet mouth as their hands roamed, until Gwenyth got impatient and pulled her along again.
When Gwenyth’s probing fingers discovered that Ginny had no underwear on, she raised her eyebrows. “You came prepared.”
“What can I say,” Ginny said, trapping her wrists above her head. “I know what I want.” She leaned in for another kiss but Gwenyth grinned and slipped out of her grasp.
“Well,” she called with a revealing flip of her skirt. “Come on then.”
The Common Room was not empty, but no one gave them a second glance. Ginny assumed they’d have to be blind to not realize what had been going on in their dorms anyway. She did not have much time to think about it, however, because then Gwenyth was dragging her up the stairs and into her room.
Gwenyth immediately pressed her up against the door, mouth on her neck accompanied occasionally by the scrape of teeth. Ginny’s head fell back against the door, glancing around the room briefly to see if she could tell where Parvati had hidden before her eyes fluttered closed.
Gwenyth’s mouth moved lower, tracking hungrily over Ginny’s skin, eliminating any piece of clothing that came in her way with expert deftness until she knelt at her feet. Once her skirt had too been discarded, she planted soft kisses on her lower abdomen before looking up to Ginny with dark green eyes.
Ginny nodded quickly and Gwenyth took one of Ginny’s legs so that it draped over her shoulder. She moved closer and ran her tongue tentatively through Ginny’s folds. Ginny sighed, a hand flying up to grab at something absentmindedly, fingers scrabbling at the smooth wooden door.
Parvati watched with dark eyes through the slats in the closed door. Ginny’s eyelashes fluttered closed, bare breasts heaving as she leaned against the door. Gwenyth spread her folds with long slender fingers and confidently latched her lips onto Ginny’s clit. Ginny bit her lip, partially muffling a moan, a hand coming down to rest on Gwenyth’s head, fingers tangling gently into her hair.
Lips and tongue still drawing sounds from Ginny’s mouth with their ministrations around her clit, Gwenyth slowly slid one finger inside her. Ginny’s grip on Gwenyth’s hair tightened, pressing her further into her pussy.
Gwenyth smiled against her skin, pressing her long finger into her before pulling out and adding a second finger. She pressed them in faster, pulling a sound almost like a mewl from Ginny’s throat.
Ginny’s legs trembled and Gwenyth gripped her thigh with her free hand.
Parvati had begun slowly circling her clit with her fingers, closing her eyes as she let the sounds wash over her. Ginny was certainly making no attempt to quiet herself now, letting it all out for Parvati’s – and Gwenyth’s – enjoyment.
As she neared her climax, her cries increased in pitch and volume, intermingled with gasps of “Right there” and “Fuck, yes.” Gwenyth looked up at her with dark eyes as she came and winched at the pleasurable tug of her hair as Ginny’s strong hand pushed her head down.
But she soon pulled Gwenyth to her feet, devouring her in a deep kiss, hands on her face. She moved her backwards until she was pressed against the pillar of her fourposter bed.
“You still have all your clothes on,” she murmured against Gwenyth’s lips as her hands slid over her waist.
“What are you gonna do about it?” Gwenyth’s voice was low, nearly a whisper, but Parvati could hear it. She smiled. Maybe they should invite her over more often.
Ginny’s eyebrow rose, grabbing Gwenyth’s wrists in her hands and raising them above her head, pressing them against the pillar. Gwenyth raised her chin slightly – a challenge. A grin pricked at the corner of Ginny’s mouth. “Alright.”
She stepped away for a moment and rummaged through the drawers of her night table. Out of it, she took a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.
“These aren’t real,” she said quickly. “You can slip out of them if you want to.”
Gwenyth nodded, watching her every move with an intense gaze. Ginny carefully clicked them around her wrists and attached them above her head, enough so there was some strain, but it wasn’t too uncomfortable. She stepped near enough that their breaths mingled as she tied the blindfold over her eyes. She pressed a soft kiss to her lips before stepping back and regarded her with an evaluating eye.
Parvati, fingers slowly fucking herself to a stifled climax, watched as Ginny approached Gwenyth and began to undo the last few buttons of her shirt. Her face was close, breath hot on her skin, lips just not dragging down her torso. Since her arms were tied up, Ginny had to grab her wand and muttered a quick spell to get the shirt off and on the floor.
She slid her fingers along Gwenyth’s waist lightly as she searched for the zipper of her skirt. Gwenyth sighed at the touch and Ginny pressed a light kiss to her hip bone as she pulled own the zipper. The skirt dropped to the floor and Gwenyth kicked it aside.
Ginny looked up at Gwenyth from where she knelt on the ground. She ghosted her fingers up her legs, so barely there that Gwenyth shivered. As she reached around her to undo her bra, she slid a leg between hers, her thigh rubbing over the wet patch of her underwear. Gwenyth gasped and immediately tried to grind down but Ginny’s hands were on her hips, stilling her movements and pressing her back against the pillar. She whispered into her ear, voice low. “Stay still for me.”
Gwenyth nodded breathlessly.
“Good girl.”
The slight growl in her voice made Gwenyth gulp and lean her head back.
Her bra soon fell to the ground as well and Ginny whispered her ouch over her breasts, making Gwenyth shiver as she tried to stay still. Her nipples hardened at the exposure. Ginny leant down, first blowing on them lightly earning her more shudders from Gwenyth, before lightly drawing her fingers over each nipple. Gwenyth bit back a moan, fists clenching at the sudden sensation.
Ginny smiled at how her every touch had such an effect on Gwenyth. She slowly sank to the ground again, making sure her breath tickled her skin on the way down.
With gentle fingers, she slowly slid her underwear down her long legs, touching her skin as little as possible.
“Spread your legs a bit for me, love,” she said softly her breath on Gwenyth’s thigh making her skin prickle. She quickly obeyed, biting her lip as she tried not to squirm.
When Ginny slid a finger through her folds, Gwenyth moaned, knees buckling slightly, hands gripping the pillar to keep herself upright. Ginny inspected her finger, which now glistened with Gwenyth’s desire. “You’re quite wet for me,” she observed and sucked on the finger.
“Mm-hm,” said Gwenyth, though it came out more like a whimper.
“You want me to touch you more, don't you?”
She nodded vigorously.
Ginny laid a hand on either thigh and blew directly onto Gwenyth’s clit, who mewled at the feeling, muscles clenching. “Like that,” she murmured teasingly.
Gwenyth whimpered again.
“No?”
“More…” she managed to get out.
“More?” Ginny drew circles with her fingers on the inside of Gwenyth’s thighs. “You’re going to have to be a little more specific,” she purred.
“Fuck me,” she blurted out. “Please,” she added in an almost frantic tone.
“Well, since you asked nicely.” Ginny lubed up a finger and slid it gently into Gwenyth, rubbing her thumb over her clit.
Gwenyth made a strangled noise, quivering slightly. She tried very hard to stay still but could not help the way her hips jerked at the sensation. Her muscles clenched around Ginny, who kissed her stomach tenderly as she added a second and then a third finger.
Her brain seemed to short-circuit like there was nothing in the world but Ginny’s fingers inside her, curling, fucking, touching every sensitive part of her. After all the teasing she knew it wouldn’t be long until she came and she arched her hips, wanting to feel more.
“I’m close…” she rasped. “I’m gonna…”
“You know,” said Ginny in a tone that made Gwenyth afraid she would tease her further. “I quite liked the sound of you begging.”
“Plea – ah!” she gasped, hands gripping the chain of her handcuffs, toes curling into the carpeted floor.
“What?” Ginny asked, slowing her fingers slightly.
“Please!” Gwenyth begged. “Please – ah – let me come!”
“As you wish.” She kissed her stomach again and fucked her fingers into her as deeply and quickly as she could.
The tension that had been coiling in her abdomen was finally released and Gwenyth cried out, head thrown back, thighs clenching around Ginny. Ginny watched her body tremble and spasm gracelessly, felt her muscles tighten around her fingers, cum running down her hand and arm.
When the orgasm had passed. Gwenyth was fucked out, flushed and sweaty. Ginny gently took off the blindfold, kissing her softly as she undid the handcuffs. Gwenyth collapsed onto the bed, a small smile on her face as she used all her energy to look over at Ginny.
“You can tell your friend to come out now,” she said quietly. “She’s had her show.”
Ginny stared at her in surprise and Parvati stepped out of the closet looking a little sheepish.
“I’m not blind,” Gwenyth said, smile widening. “Neither are the other students, by the way,” she added.
Parvati looked impressed. “Remind me to invite her to any future rendezvous.”
Gwenyth laughed, still out of breath. “Please don’t. I don’t know how you guys do this all the time. I think I’m good for a week at least.”
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