Kristmas Wish Fulfilled for: ragdoll
From: its_art

Title: Pied Piper
Characters/Pairings: Tonks/Fleur, Tonks/Pansy, Tonks/Ginny, Tonks/Luna, Luna/Pansy, Fleur/Ginny, Tonks/Pansy/Luna/Fleur/Ginny
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Included: Corsets, stockings, high-heels, lingerie, painted finger nails, cross-dressing, strap-ons, frotting/tribadism
Other Warnings/Content: Group sex, oral sex, voyeurism, infidelity
Word Count: 1780
Summary/Description: Tonks has taken it upon herself to seduce several young ladies she knows. They decide to pay her back.
Author's Notes: Set approximately two years after DH. In this version of reality, Tonks never married Remus. Also: she did not die.

She was like the Pied Piper.

A filthy Pied Piper of Sapphic Romance.

First it was Fleur. It was no surprise. She was closest in age to Tonks. She'd quickly become bored with being a demure housewife, with no experience sexually outside of pleasing her husband. She'd been a cinch to seduce.

Things were always soft with Fleur: frilly nightdresses and painted nails gently rasping over smooth flesh, eliciting the quietest of moans. Bill still didn't understand why the tension between the pair had disappeared.

Next came Pansy. Tonks hadn't intended to seduce the Slytherin. It had been a reaction, a desperate attempt to get the racist little cow to be quiet. After she'd left Hogwarts, she'd gotten work as a secretary in the Auror office. With her engagement to Draco Malfoy no longer a cert, she needed to find honest work for herself. There were one too many arguments and eventually late one night, a tired and aggravated Tonks had kissed her just to shut her up. Before she knew it, Pansy was bent over a desk, Tonks roughly shoving a strap-on into her. Tonks let her speak freely knowing the only thing that would be able to come out would be ragged moans.

Ginny came to her. Saucy little ginge. Tonks hadn't considered her a viable lover. She was still ickle Ginners, the ink barely off her fingers from school. But in a blink of an eye, she was a woman and she was crawling towards Tonks on the sofa, pressing a firm kiss to her lips.

It was also Ginny who encouraged group activity. That minx was a dangerous one. Luna had drifted dreamily into Tonks's bedroom while Tonks rutted against Ginny. Luna had simply smiled before divesting herself of her clothing and straddling Tonks's face. Tonks put up no protest, licking and sucking at the blonde's warm sex.

Tonks wasn't sure what to think when she got the formal invitation signed by her four lovers. She hadn't known they knew about each other-- save for Ginny and Luna, of course. The decorative scroll gave specific instructions that Tonks was to follow to the letter.

That was how she found herself outside of Pansy Parkinson's flat in London, dressed in a sharp, form-hugging black suit, with a fedora covering her vividly pink hair. As per direction, she went straight into the flat without knocking, locking the door behind her. Grey eyes widened at the sight in front of her.

Fleur and Ginny had their legs tangled together, their sexes glistening with moisture as they rubbed themselves together. The lacy pink camisole Fleur wore was pulled down, exposing creamy breasts with mouth-watering hard nipples. Ginny had one grasped between thumb and forefinger, pinching and tugging it, causing Fleur to throw her head back and swear in French.

Luna was on her hands and knees, dirty blonde hair curtaining her face. She rhythmically cooed as Pansy rocked into her with the strap-on.

Ginny raised her head and gave Tonks a mischievous smile. "We got bored waiting for you."

Tonks shook her head in amazement. "How did you..? How did you all know about each other?"

"Luna figured it out," Pansy replied. "Ravenclaws are good for something." She sank deeper into the younger woman, making her squeak. "Well, maybe a few things."

"It really wasn't all that hard," Luna commented airily, her words punctuated by soft sighs. "I just examined your interactions with Fleur compared to those you have with Ginny and myself. Given your excessive, antagonistic comments about Pansy, it made sense your relationship with her went deeper as well."

"Aren't you a clever thing," Tonks purred, her voice darkening with the lust coiling in her belly at the sight in front of her.

"Nymphadora," Fleur laboured out, her accent even heavier in the throes of passion. "If you would please join us..."

Tonks shook her head. "No. I'd just like to watch for now."

They were lovely. Young, ripe flesh slicked with sweat moving rhythmically, for Tonks's pleasure and Tonks's pleasure alone. The cadence of whimpered moans filled her ears.

Tonks's fingers twitched as she focused her attention on Fleur and Ginny, grinding against each other desperately. When Ginny leaned in and captured one of Fleur's pert nipples in her mouth, Tonks could resist it no more. She slipped her hand down her front, pressing against her aching sex through her tailored trousers.

Fleur's fingers buried into Ginny's ginger hair as lust-darkened blue eyes surveyed Tonks. "Nymphadora, if you are not to join us, then you should not touch yourself."

Pansy thrust harder into Luna, making Luna squeal loudly. "She's touching herself? Hey, Half-blood-- that's a good way to earn a spanking."

Tonks licked her lips slowly, pressing her fingers harder against herself. "You promise?"

Pansy smirked at Tonks and stepped up her speed as she surged into Luna. "Oh, you'll pay for that."

Tonks allowed herself to be swept away by the sights and sounds and scents of the girls before her. Ginny and Fleur continued to frot against each other, hands and mouths seeking heaving breasts. Luna sobbed as Pansy fucked her hard with the rubber toy, an obscene squelching sound signalling her pleasure.

The rough pleasure she was receiving caused Luna to lose it first. Her nails scraped against the floor as she desperately-- ineffectually-- attempted to brace herself. She cried out and Tonks could see her body convulse with her climax.

Fleur was next, a litany of French profanities escaping lips painted with kiss-smudged lipstick. Ginny was not far behind, clutching to her sister-in-law.

Tonks let out a trembling breath as her lovers came down from the high of orgasm. She had not yet come close to her own climax, only teasing herself with the sight of them and feel of her fingers through fabric.

Pansy, who had similarly not reached her peak, was the first to rise. She almost violently ripped the toy strapped to her hips off and strode to Tonks. She knocked off Tonks's fedora in her need to grab bubblegum pink hair, yanking Tonks to her and taking her mouth in a hungry kiss. Teeth clacked together awkwardly in their hast until Tonks angled her head, their mouths fitting more comfortably so Pansy's tongue could slip in, massaging Tonks's.

"Nice suit," Pansy panted she pulled back, dark eyes taking in the sight before her.

"I try," Tonks replied breathlessly. "I--"

Tonks forgot what she was going to say when Pansy gripped her lapels and tore open her jacket. Buttons gave way, hitting the floor with light pings. Tonks looked down in shock, her breasts rising and falling heavily, masked only by her black brassiere.

"That was my best jacket," Tonks panted.

Pansy chuckled and cupped her face. "You should know that your clothes are going to get torn with me. Come on, girls... It's Tonks's turn."

Tonks was powerless to stop the eager hands from pushing her to the floor. Not that she would have wanted to stop them. Her jacket and trousers were pulled off, leaving her in bra, knickers, her previously hidden stockings and black high heels.

Her eyes were closed, but she recognized the hands on her by touch alone. Long fingers grazed the sides of her hips as they hooked into her knickers. Luna.

Brazen hands undid her brassiere and cupped one breast. Ginny.

The other breast was attended to by delicate fingers, slightly sharp nails circling the nipple. Fleur.

Finally, there was Pansy. She tugged at Tonks's hair, urging her up. Tonks let her eyes flutter open. She gazed up at the Slytherin with her thighs parted, straddling her head. Her sex was opened beautifully, flushed and glistening. With a moan, Tonks buried her face, delving deep into Pansy.

As Pansy tugged her head, she hummed, "Good girl."

The others were not idle. A pair of mouths descended onto her breasts. Fleur and Ginny teased her expertly, sucking, licking and biting. Their hands were just as busy, sliding over Tonks's excited flesh.

Tonks moaned into Pansy as Luna took to action. Her movements nearly mirrored Tonks's own ministrations. Of course they did. Tonks was the one who taught Luna to pleasure a woman.

Luna's hand slipped over Tonks's stocking clad legs before two fingers sank into her, pumping in earnest. Tonks cried out before taking Pansy's clitoris between her lips, sucking on the excited bud and sinking her own fingers between Pansy's labia.

She had taught them all so well. Each of them knew so well how to pleasure Tonks. She felt the pleasure rising in an unstoppable crest. The two girls at her bosom paused every once in a while. Tonks could hear wet smacks of their heated kisses. While they kissed, hands took up the slack, pinching and tugging on her excited nipples.

Pansy was already at her climax, excited from her attentions to Luna and no doubt the rhythmic press of the strap-on against her clitoris. She tugged at Tonks's hair as she climaxed with a harsh moan. She did not pull away after she came down from her orgasm. Tonks continued to press kisses to her, idly lapping at her she allowed herself to give in fully to the pleasure of her other lovers.

Tonks's hips rose with Luna's movements, meeting against the thrusts of her fingers and the caress of her mouth. She reached a hand up and gripped Pansy's arse, clinging to the girl as the attentions to her finally brought her to her peak.

Tonks sobbed against Pansy's thigh as her orgasm crashed over her. The pleasure coursed through her body, overloading her senses.

When she finally came back to herself, Pansy had finally climbed off of her. Tonks panted and looked over the four girls who had given her such pleasure.

"That..." Tonks sighed. "That was bloody brilliant."

Her body still trembling, she raised herself enough to kiss each girl in turn. She was certain each could taste Pansy on her mouth, just as she could taste herself on Luna's.

"Hm... So next week same time?" Ginny asked with a chuckle.

"Huh?" Tonks asked, her mind still muddled from pleasure.

"It does make sense," Luna hummed. "It would be much more efficient for us all to be together."

"True," Fleur said with a nod. "And a lot more fun."

Pansy was smirking. "What do you say half-blood?"

Tonks collapsed back to the floor with a laugh. "I think you four might end up killing me..."

"Brought it on yourself, Tonks," Ginny teased.

Tonks closed her eyes and smiled. "Suppose I did. Besides... What a way to go."