Title: Throwing Out the Rules
Author: sdk
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Hermione/Ron
Rating: NC-17 for sexual content
Length/Word Count: Ficlet, ~400 words
Warnings/Content: Anal, threesome, pegging
Notes: This is based on a series of drabbles that torino10154 wrote and was written as a quick and dirty comment!fic gift for her. <3 I wouldn't say it's necessary to read hers before you read this, but you should anyway because they're full of dirty deliciousness: Playing by the Rules; Rewriting the Rules. (As you can see, I blatantly copied her title-style. *g*) This has not been beta'd so please forgive and point out any typos/mistakes, etc. Thank you! :D
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.


Throwing Out the Rules

The strap-on was thicker than Ron, if that were possible, stretching Harry's already slick hole as Hermione eased inside. The burn was just on the edge of painful as Harry tried to relax his muscles around this new intrusion, but even so he craved more. Now that he knew the pleasures of being fucked, Harry was greedy and impatient, wanting Hermione to let go and pound him into the mattress.

Or in this case, into Ron, as Ron lay beneath him between his spread knees, his cock hard once more and poking into Harry's thigh.

“Just relax, Harry,” Ron said. He reached down between them and gave Harry a slow stroke, the pleasure off-setting the delicious pain as Hermione pushed further inside. “Take in in...that's it. You're so fucking hot like this.”

“Fuck...” Harry rocked into Ron's fist trying to get a bit more friction, but Ron held him still and Hermione slid all the way inside.

Merlin help him, he wanted both of them at once. Maybe Hermione knew a spell that could stretch him even further and let them both have their way with him. Ron's cock and Hermione's strap-on--Harry couldn't help but let out a low moan at the thought of both of them, pearls of pre-come leaking from his cock onto Ron's stomach.

And then Hermione started to fuck him properly and Harry lost all coherent thought.

Hermione started out slow, pulling all the way out, teasing his entrance with the head of her strap-on before sliding back inside, but with every thrust she went faster, harder, deeper, so deep that Harry could feel her all the way up to his chest. He gripped the mattress on either side of Ron as Ron bucked up beneath him, arching his hips so his cock rubbed against Harry's in time with Hermione's thrusts. Harry couldn't last under the onslaught and in too short of time, he was coming in great big gulps, the force of his orgasm shooting arcs of white over Ron's stomach and chest. A bit even landed on Ron's chin.

Harry collapsed between them and Hermione rolled over, the length of her strap-on easing out of Harry with a squishy pop. They lay there for a while in a mess of jangled limbs, all three catching their breaths, when Harry's earlier idea popped into his head again.

“Hey Hermione...gotta question...”




-Fin-







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