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Title: Chasers in the Broom Shed
Author: Elena Miscellanyy/ dirtyxemoxkid
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1117
Prompt: Real
Summary: [AdrianBlaiseHermione] During a five minute sit-out, Adrian and Blaise run into Hermione.
Warnings: Smut, Slash, Dirty Talk, Absolute Porn, really. lol.
Notes: Originally written for tanzachick. Now, it's going to suddenly seem like I had a plot. Or somewhat of one. So, beware. And written for the prompt, Real, at lions_serpents. Totally smut-eh and dirty talking from Adrian. Ha.
My friend asked, "Why is it called Chasers in the Broom Shed?" So, I told her Adrian and Blaise were Chasers and that they would be more Chasers involved in the fic. Named it that for a reason. And in irisri's words, I "killed it" last chapter so, in my explanation to her, "they could have hot make up sex in the next one."
That is my warning. This chapter is heavy NC-17! My friends, don't read if you don't like dirty talk or porn or male snogging or masturbation! lmfao. I know. Lotsa warnings.
Chasers in the Broom Shed
Part Three
Blaise looked all over the pitch for Adrian that day. He was utterly confused and didn't know what to do and thought that the older boy could help him sort everything out. When he checked again, he saw Adrian practicing aerials on the pitch by his lonesome. After the brunette spotted Blaise, he landed beside him.
"What's wrong with you, Zabini?" Adrian asked, crossing his arms with a wry half-smile. Blaise huffed at the boy, an impatient look taking over his features.
"Hermione told me that she loved me." Adrian's half-smile diminished into a contemplative scowl. He grabbed Blaise by the shoulders.
"What did you tell her?" After Blaise was quiet for a couple of seconds, Adrian shook him. "You didn't tell her that, Zabini. Tell me that you didn't. Ple--"
"I told her I loved her too, okay? Because I do. And I'm tired of us just taking advantage of her. It's not fair to her, Adrian! You heard what I said! She loves me---there's no doubt in my mind that she loves you as well." Blaise was upset over this, but he didn't want to wreck anything between them.
"It wasn't supposed to mean anything." Adrian said calmly, although inside of him, he was arguing over what to do.
"I know, Adrian. We were suppose to just shag her to help us get our spirits up and whatever and then drop her. I understand that."
"So do I." Blaise whipped around. Standing but a few feet away was Hermione, a solemn look on her face. Blaise wanted to beat himself with a Bludger.
"Hermione--"
"Don't talk to me, Zabini! I don't want to hear any excuses! Both of you--go to fucking hell! And you, Zabini! I hate you! I can't believe I said that to you--" Hermione stepped back when Blaise stepped forward. Everything that had gone on between then had seemed so real to Hermione, before it shattered before her.
"Listen to me, Hermione--"
"I already have! What else is there for me to know?" She asked in distress, before turning back to the castle. Instead of Blaise, however, Adrian followed her. Grasping her wrist, he whirled her around. In an instant, Adrian had pressed his lips chastely against her own.
"If you won't listen to Blaise, listen to me. Our intentions from the beginning were to just get a boost from you so we would do better in the game--but after that, it changed. And it wasn't supposed to develop into anything or mean anything to either of us--but it did." He told her. She shook her head.
"Don't lie to me, Pucey." She growled out.
"Wouldn't dare, kitten. Did you listen to me? Are you understanding? Blaise and I--we love you. We weren't supposed to fall in love, but we did." Hermione allowed Adrian to pulled her into his arms gently. She lay her head on his shoulder and he kissed her forehead quietly. Adrian pulled away from her as Blaise approached her.
"We're sorry." Hermione bit her lip.
"I'm not sure I like that apology." Adrian grinned at her.
"My little kitten is asking for it. Broom shed as always?" The three march off to the broom shed they had always occupied--but found it used. In a horrible manner.
They were met with a slightly erotic sight. Both Blaise and Adrian had to contain themselves, but Hermione turned away. Katie Bell, a Gryffindor Chaser, was bent into Alicia Spinnet's dark and damp locks, her pink tongue disappearing into the pink folds. Alicia had tremored violently and a spew of white cum was absorbed by Katie. Astonished, Adrian closed the door, hoping to Merlin they didn't see him.
All the way across the pitch, Hermione was complaining about how disturbing that was, but both Blaise and Adrian shared the same dirty look with each other as they crossed to the second broom shed. Checking, Blaise found it empty and yanked Hermione inside with a yelp.
Instantly and reflexively, her hands shot out and Blaise groaned as she hit his erection, Hermione gasping as Blaise pressed his lips against her. From behind, Adrian was talking a hands-on approach. He stripped her of her knickers, keeping her skirt on, and sliding his fingers into the wet entrance.
"Blaise, it seems our kitten was more excited that she was letting on." He purred quietly, twisting his fingers to ignite a moan from her.
Blaise grinned, unbuttoning the white collared shirt and unfastening her bra. Her perky breasts peaked out at him, the pink nipples begging for his touch. He obliged, feeling them stiffen between his fingers--which were replaced by his teeth. Hermione let out a moan and buried her head into Blaise's shoulder. Adrian grinned, pressed his fingers deeper into her.
"That was exciting, my kitten? Did you want to yowl at them? Would you like someone's hot and wet tongue to invade your pussy? And then, wriggle and squirm until your explode? Hm?" He asked her, his fingers slamming into her.
Hermione clenched Blaise's shoulders. Adrian knelt down, before grabbing Hermione around the waist and turning her to face him. Quickly, she felt exactly what Adrian had described. A hot and wet tongue pressed into her walls and Hermione groaned, leaning back against Blaise. His hands still pressed her nipples, which were aching painfully.
His lips were nipping her neck, occasionally biting softly. Adrian's talented tongue wriggled inside of her and she felt her peak rise and fall. Adrian grinned as white cum splattered into his mouth. Hermione slumped against the wall. Blaise grinned, before mischievously grabbing Adrian's stiff cock through his pants. The older boy growled.
"You'll pay for that one, Zabini." He grabbed the boy and pinned him against the wall, before kissing him. Blaise ravished Adrian's mouth, mumbling "Hermione tastes so wonderful..." through his lips. Where she had sprawled herself, Hermione felt a throbbing in the centre and soothingly pushed three of her fingers inside, alleviating the pleasure with pain at the same time.
Both boys were still connected at the lips, but occasionally their eyes would wander to the sight before him--and it was when Blaise grated his hips against Adrian that they both came in their pants, breaking apart with slightly swollen lips. Hermione had found her release already and lay against the wall, shirt and bra back on, but knickers lay forgotten. Adrian grinned, sitting beside Hermione and laying his head on her shoulder.
"Damn, kitten." He sighed, watching Blaise flank her other side, closing his eyes and laying on her other shoulder. "Didn't know you could take care of yourself." Hermione grinned, allowing Blaise to rest on her shoulder. Everything was finally perfect. Everything was finally real.
Author: Elena Miscellanyy/ dirtyxemoxkid
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1117
Prompt: Real
Summary: [AdrianBlaiseHermione] During a five minute sit-out, Adrian and Blaise run into Hermione.
Warnings: Smut, Slash, Dirty Talk, Absolute Porn, really. lol.
Notes: Originally written for tanzachick. Now, it's going to suddenly seem like I had a plot. Or somewhat of one. So, beware. And written for the prompt, Real, at lions_serpents. Totally smut-eh and dirty talking from Adrian. Ha.
My friend asked, "Why is it called Chasers in the Broom Shed?" So, I told her Adrian and Blaise were Chasers and that they would be more Chasers involved in the fic. Named it that for a reason. And in irisri's words, I "killed it" last chapter so, in my explanation to her, "they could have hot make up sex in the next one."
That is my warning. This chapter is heavy NC-17! My friends, don't read if you don't like dirty talk or porn or male snogging or masturbation! lmfao. I know. Lotsa warnings.
Chasers in the Broom Shed
Part Three
Blaise looked all over the pitch for Adrian that day. He was utterly confused and didn't know what to do and thought that the older boy could help him sort everything out. When he checked again, he saw Adrian practicing aerials on the pitch by his lonesome. After the brunette spotted Blaise, he landed beside him.
"What's wrong with you, Zabini?" Adrian asked, crossing his arms with a wry half-smile. Blaise huffed at the boy, an impatient look taking over his features.
"Hermione told me that she loved me." Adrian's half-smile diminished into a contemplative scowl. He grabbed Blaise by the shoulders.
"What did you tell her?" After Blaise was quiet for a couple of seconds, Adrian shook him. "You didn't tell her that, Zabini. Tell me that you didn't. Ple--"
"I told her I loved her too, okay? Because I do. And I'm tired of us just taking advantage of her. It's not fair to her, Adrian! You heard what I said! She loves me---there's no doubt in my mind that she loves you as well." Blaise was upset over this, but he didn't want to wreck anything between them.
"It wasn't supposed to mean anything." Adrian said calmly, although inside of him, he was arguing over what to do.
"I know, Adrian. We were suppose to just shag her to help us get our spirits up and whatever and then drop her. I understand that."
"So do I." Blaise whipped around. Standing but a few feet away was Hermione, a solemn look on her face. Blaise wanted to beat himself with a Bludger.
"Hermione--"
"Don't talk to me, Zabini! I don't want to hear any excuses! Both of you--go to fucking hell! And you, Zabini! I hate you! I can't believe I said that to you--" Hermione stepped back when Blaise stepped forward. Everything that had gone on between then had seemed so real to Hermione, before it shattered before her.
"Listen to me, Hermione--"
"I already have! What else is there for me to know?" She asked in distress, before turning back to the castle. Instead of Blaise, however, Adrian followed her. Grasping her wrist, he whirled her around. In an instant, Adrian had pressed his lips chastely against her own.
"If you won't listen to Blaise, listen to me. Our intentions from the beginning were to just get a boost from you so we would do better in the game--but after that, it changed. And it wasn't supposed to develop into anything or mean anything to either of us--but it did." He told her. She shook her head.
"Don't lie to me, Pucey." She growled out.
"Wouldn't dare, kitten. Did you listen to me? Are you understanding? Blaise and I--we love you. We weren't supposed to fall in love, but we did." Hermione allowed Adrian to pulled her into his arms gently. She lay her head on his shoulder and he kissed her forehead quietly. Adrian pulled away from her as Blaise approached her.
"We're sorry." Hermione bit her lip.
"I'm not sure I like that apology." Adrian grinned at her.
"My little kitten is asking for it. Broom shed as always?" The three march off to the broom shed they had always occupied--but found it used. In a horrible manner.
They were met with a slightly erotic sight. Both Blaise and Adrian had to contain themselves, but Hermione turned away. Katie Bell, a Gryffindor Chaser, was bent into Alicia Spinnet's dark and damp locks, her pink tongue disappearing into the pink folds. Alicia had tremored violently and a spew of white cum was absorbed by Katie. Astonished, Adrian closed the door, hoping to Merlin they didn't see him.
All the way across the pitch, Hermione was complaining about how disturbing that was, but both Blaise and Adrian shared the same dirty look with each other as they crossed to the second broom shed. Checking, Blaise found it empty and yanked Hermione inside with a yelp.
Instantly and reflexively, her hands shot out and Blaise groaned as she hit his erection, Hermione gasping as Blaise pressed his lips against her. From behind, Adrian was talking a hands-on approach. He stripped her of her knickers, keeping her skirt on, and sliding his fingers into the wet entrance.
"Blaise, it seems our kitten was more excited that she was letting on." He purred quietly, twisting his fingers to ignite a moan from her.
Blaise grinned, unbuttoning the white collared shirt and unfastening her bra. Her perky breasts peaked out at him, the pink nipples begging for his touch. He obliged, feeling them stiffen between his fingers--which were replaced by his teeth. Hermione let out a moan and buried her head into Blaise's shoulder. Adrian grinned, pressed his fingers deeper into her.
"That was exciting, my kitten? Did you want to yowl at them? Would you like someone's hot and wet tongue to invade your pussy? And then, wriggle and squirm until your explode? Hm?" He asked her, his fingers slamming into her.
Hermione clenched Blaise's shoulders. Adrian knelt down, before grabbing Hermione around the waist and turning her to face him. Quickly, she felt exactly what Adrian had described. A hot and wet tongue pressed into her walls and Hermione groaned, leaning back against Blaise. His hands still pressed her nipples, which were aching painfully.
His lips were nipping her neck, occasionally biting softly. Adrian's talented tongue wriggled inside of her and she felt her peak rise and fall. Adrian grinned as white cum splattered into his mouth. Hermione slumped against the wall. Blaise grinned, before mischievously grabbing Adrian's stiff cock through his pants. The older boy growled.
"You'll pay for that one, Zabini." He grabbed the boy and pinned him against the wall, before kissing him. Blaise ravished Adrian's mouth, mumbling "Hermione tastes so wonderful..." through his lips. Where she had sprawled herself, Hermione felt a throbbing in the centre and soothingly pushed three of her fingers inside, alleviating the pleasure with pain at the same time.
Both boys were still connected at the lips, but occasionally their eyes would wander to the sight before him--and it was when Blaise grated his hips against Adrian that they both came in their pants, breaking apart with slightly swollen lips. Hermione had found her release already and lay against the wall, shirt and bra back on, but knickers lay forgotten. Adrian grinned, sitting beside Hermione and laying his head on her shoulder.
"Damn, kitten." He sighed, watching Blaise flank her other side, closing his eyes and laying on her other shoulder. "Didn't know you could take care of yourself." Hermione grinned, allowing Blaise to rest on her shoulder. Everything was finally perfect. Everything was finally real.