Title: Christmas Wish
Author:![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Hermione/Draco
Rating: R
Genre: Naughty
Length/Word Count: Drabble, 100 words
Warnings: threesome (obvs *g*)
Notes: Written for![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
harry100's prompt "Wish". No one looked over this before posting so please forgive (and point out) any typos/errors.
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters that I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world that I didn't create. No copyright infringement intended, no money's being made.
Christmas Wish
Hermione sank down on top of him, her knees dipping into the sofa cushions on either side, cradling his thighs. She was wet already; he could feel her heat even through her cotton knickers as she rolled her hips, sliding up and down against his exposed cock.
Draco sat on the ottoman behind her, resting his chin on her bare shoulder. His mouth twisted into a wicked grin as he slid his palms down her arms and over, riding the swell of her breasts.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," he whispered.
That year Harry learned that sometimes Christmas wishes did come true.
-Fin-
Fic Index
Author:
sdkFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Hermione/Draco
Rating: R
Genre: Naughty
Length/Word Count: Drabble, 100 words
Warnings: threesome (obvs *g*)
Notes: Written for
harry100's prompt "Wish". No one looked over this before posting so please forgive (and point out) any typos/errors.Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters that I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world that I didn't create. No copyright infringement intended, no money's being made.
Christmas Wish
Hermione sank down on top of him, her knees dipping into the sofa cushions on either side, cradling his thighs. She was wet already; he could feel her heat even through her cotton knickers as she rolled her hips, sliding up and down against his exposed cock.
Draco sat on the ottoman behind her, resting his chin on her bare shoulder. His mouth twisted into a wicked grin as he slid his palms down her arms and over, riding the swell of her breasts.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," he whispered.
That year Harry learned that sometimes Christmas wishes did come true.
-Fin-
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