The Watchers of Christmas Eve [Harry/Ginny, James/Lily - NC-17]
Title: The Watchers of Christmas Eve
Author/Artist: lrthunder
Pairing(s): Harry/Ginny, James/Lily
Prompt: Own prompt
Word Count/Art Medium: 1,083
Rating: NC-17
Contains (Highlight to view): *Underage, with Ginny being only 16.*
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: AU, since James and Lily survived that fateful Halloween night.
Summary: Watching his parents prompts Harry and Ginny to have their own Christmas Eve encounter.
Harry thought he heard laughter coming from outside his bedroom. He shook his head as he sat up in bed. He decided he must've been hearing things. He heard a moan from beside him. He turned and saw his girlfriend, Ginny, beginning to stir.
"What is it, Harry?" she asked sleepily.
"I thought I heard something."
"It's probably your parents wrapping presents. My parents aren't able to do it quietly either," she replied.
Harry listened harder. It was definitely laughter, but it sounded odd to him. It was almost like his parents were...no, they wouldn't do that, would they?
"I'm going to investigate, Gin."
"What if they're only wrapping presents?"
"Then I'll pretend to be surprised," he said cheekily, causing her to giggle. He reached for his glasses as he slid out of bed. As he was walking to the bedroom door, he realized he wasn't alone.
"I'll go with you," she said, putting on a robe.
Harry was glad his parents had allowed Ginny to spend Christmas with them. Not only that, he was also glad they had been allowed to sleep in the same room. Her parents wouldn't have allowed that since Harry and Ginny were still in school. His parents' only rule had been: no sex. Harry and Ginny struggled complying with it.
Still, they had found ways around that. When Tonks heard of the rule, she secretly told Harry to buy Ginny the most seductive-looking nightgown he could find. Harry had to restrain himself when he first saw Ginny wearing it. Even though they couldn't shag, they could still snog. They even found opportunities to manipulate clothing so they could touch as much skin as possible.
The hall outside his bedroom was dark. Harry was glad he was seventeen, thus he was allowed to use magic outside school. Before they left his room, he grabbed his wand. "Lumos," he whispered, and his wand illuminated their path.
"Why don't you turn on the light since your house has eckletricity," Ginny suggested.
"Electricity. Besides, I don't want my parents knowing we're spying on them. Sirius would be greatly disappointed in my pranking skills."
Ginny snorted as they walked down the hall. Soon, they saw some other lights. Some were red, while others were blue or green. Some were blinking, while the others were steady. Harry guessed it was the Christmas tree. He had helped set up and decorate it the previous day.
"Nox," he whispered, and his wand tip darkened. He grabbed Ginny's hand to guide her towards the living room. He could hear some noise, but it wasn't laughter. He heard some moaning mixed with groaning. He grimaced. He was right, although he had wanted to be wrong.
"Are your parents…?"
"Yes," he whispered. "Let's go back to bed."
"Not yet."
"Come on. Do you like watching your parents shag?"
He could sense her smirk in the darkness. "They aren't my parents. Besides, after the fantasy you told me, aren't you a little curious?"
Harry grimaced again. Only a few weeks earlier, he had mentioned a certain fantasy of his: watching his parents shag. Despite the fact that sex with Ginny was fantastic, he had hoped to see some tips to make it even better.
They could barely see his parents. Fortunately, his parents had their backs turned to the teens. Harry could only see his father, for the most part. Yet, there wasn't any doubt as to what he was doing. James Potter was naked, and he appeared to be thrusting into his wife from behind. Her moans said it all.
Harry and Ginny continued to watch as his parents switched positions. His parents were now facing them, forcing the teens to hide. Fortunately, the Potters didn't spot them. Harry watched as his father cupped his mother's breasts, while moving inside her. Harry guessed his mother's eyes were closed with pleasure.
He heard a moan, but it didn't come from his parents. Instead, he turned and looked at Ginny. She had lifted the edge of her nightgown and stuck her fingers down her knickers. Her eyes were definitely closed with pleasure.
"Fuck me, James!" Lily cried out, once again diverting Harry's attention. His father was thrusting harder into her, turning her moans into loud cries.
Harry guessed it was time to take their leave. Ginny was continuing to pleasure herself, but managed to catch Harry's gaze. By the time they stood up, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness. They moved carefully, but quickly.
As soon as Harry had closed the bedroom door, Ginny was all over him, kissing every inch of him. Their clothes flew across the room as she dragged him to the bed, finally pushing him onto it. "Merlin, Ginny, what's gotten into you?"
"Hopefully, your cock," she replied as she lowered herself onto him.
"I like the sound of that."
"Shut up and fuck me."
Harry gladly obeyed her. Their coupling was intense, causing the bed to shift. They tried their best to be quiet, but an occasional moan escaped Ginny's mouth.
Soon, Ginny was on her back as Harry pounded his cock into her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, bringing them closer together. Her moans became cries as Harry fucked her even harder. They no longer cared if they were quiet.
They were so focused on each other that they didn't notice the bedroom door open slightly. Ginny was now on her hands and knees as Harry fucked her in the arse. They didn't see his parents watching them. They didn't see his mother open her mouth to object, only to be silenced by his father slipping his cock into her arse.
Ginny and Lily's moans mixed as their lovers shagged them. Harry thought Ginny was especially enjoying it, while his parents were aroused by the younger couple.
"Yes, Harry! That's it!" Ginny cried.
He felt her stiffen, knowing she was near her release. He wanted to bring her over the edge. Her cries became screams as his thrusts became even harder and rougher. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. He spilled himself inside her, not realizing his mother had reached her own climax.
As Harry and Ginny cuddled, his parents slipped away quietly. They debated whether or not to mention this to them, but decided not to. It was Christmas, after all.
"Merry Christmas, Harry," Ginny said.
"Merry Christmas, Ginny," he replied, his arms wrapped around her as they drifted off to sleep.
The End
Author/Artist: lrthunder
Pairing(s): Harry/Ginny, James/Lily
Prompt: Own prompt
Word Count/Art Medium: 1,083
Rating: NC-17
Contains (Highlight to view): *Underage, with Ginny being only 16.*
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: AU, since James and Lily survived that fateful Halloween night.
Summary: Watching his parents prompts Harry and Ginny to have their own Christmas Eve encounter.
Harry thought he heard laughter coming from outside his bedroom. He shook his head as he sat up in bed. He decided he must've been hearing things. He heard a moan from beside him. He turned and saw his girlfriend, Ginny, beginning to stir.
"What is it, Harry?" she asked sleepily.
"I thought I heard something."
"It's probably your parents wrapping presents. My parents aren't able to do it quietly either," she replied.
Harry listened harder. It was definitely laughter, but it sounded odd to him. It was almost like his parents were...no, they wouldn't do that, would they?
"I'm going to investigate, Gin."
"What if they're only wrapping presents?"
"Then I'll pretend to be surprised," he said cheekily, causing her to giggle. He reached for his glasses as he slid out of bed. As he was walking to the bedroom door, he realized he wasn't alone.
"I'll go with you," she said, putting on a robe.
Harry was glad his parents had allowed Ginny to spend Christmas with them. Not only that, he was also glad they had been allowed to sleep in the same room. Her parents wouldn't have allowed that since Harry and Ginny were still in school. His parents' only rule had been: no sex. Harry and Ginny struggled complying with it.
Still, they had found ways around that. When Tonks heard of the rule, she secretly told Harry to buy Ginny the most seductive-looking nightgown he could find. Harry had to restrain himself when he first saw Ginny wearing it. Even though they couldn't shag, they could still snog. They even found opportunities to manipulate clothing so they could touch as much skin as possible.
The hall outside his bedroom was dark. Harry was glad he was seventeen, thus he was allowed to use magic outside school. Before they left his room, he grabbed his wand. "Lumos," he whispered, and his wand illuminated their path.
"Why don't you turn on the light since your house has eckletricity," Ginny suggested.
"Electricity. Besides, I don't want my parents knowing we're spying on them. Sirius would be greatly disappointed in my pranking skills."
Ginny snorted as they walked down the hall. Soon, they saw some other lights. Some were red, while others were blue or green. Some were blinking, while the others were steady. Harry guessed it was the Christmas tree. He had helped set up and decorate it the previous day.
"Nox," he whispered, and his wand tip darkened. He grabbed Ginny's hand to guide her towards the living room. He could hear some noise, but it wasn't laughter. He heard some moaning mixed with groaning. He grimaced. He was right, although he had wanted to be wrong.
"Are your parents…?"
"Yes," he whispered. "Let's go back to bed."
"Not yet."
"Come on. Do you like watching your parents shag?"
He could sense her smirk in the darkness. "They aren't my parents. Besides, after the fantasy you told me, aren't you a little curious?"
Harry grimaced again. Only a few weeks earlier, he had mentioned a certain fantasy of his: watching his parents shag. Despite the fact that sex with Ginny was fantastic, he had hoped to see some tips to make it even better.
They could barely see his parents. Fortunately, his parents had their backs turned to the teens. Harry could only see his father, for the most part. Yet, there wasn't any doubt as to what he was doing. James Potter was naked, and he appeared to be thrusting into his wife from behind. Her moans said it all.
Harry and Ginny continued to watch as his parents switched positions. His parents were now facing them, forcing the teens to hide. Fortunately, the Potters didn't spot them. Harry watched as his father cupped his mother's breasts, while moving inside her. Harry guessed his mother's eyes were closed with pleasure.
He heard a moan, but it didn't come from his parents. Instead, he turned and looked at Ginny. She had lifted the edge of her nightgown and stuck her fingers down her knickers. Her eyes were definitely closed with pleasure.
"Fuck me, James!" Lily cried out, once again diverting Harry's attention. His father was thrusting harder into her, turning her moans into loud cries.
Harry guessed it was time to take their leave. Ginny was continuing to pleasure herself, but managed to catch Harry's gaze. By the time they stood up, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness. They moved carefully, but quickly.
As soon as Harry had closed the bedroom door, Ginny was all over him, kissing every inch of him. Their clothes flew across the room as she dragged him to the bed, finally pushing him onto it. "Merlin, Ginny, what's gotten into you?"
"Hopefully, your cock," she replied as she lowered herself onto him.
"I like the sound of that."
"Shut up and fuck me."
Harry gladly obeyed her. Their coupling was intense, causing the bed to shift. They tried their best to be quiet, but an occasional moan escaped Ginny's mouth.
Soon, Ginny was on her back as Harry pounded his cock into her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, bringing them closer together. Her moans became cries as Harry fucked her even harder. They no longer cared if they were quiet.
They were so focused on each other that they didn't notice the bedroom door open slightly. Ginny was now on her hands and knees as Harry fucked her in the arse. They didn't see his parents watching them. They didn't see his mother open her mouth to object, only to be silenced by his father slipping his cock into her arse.
Ginny and Lily's moans mixed as their lovers shagged them. Harry thought Ginny was especially enjoying it, while his parents were aroused by the younger couple.
"Yes, Harry! That's it!" Ginny cried.
He felt her stiffen, knowing she was near her release. He wanted to bring her over the edge. Her cries became screams as his thrusts became even harder and rougher. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. He spilled himself inside her, not realizing his mother had reached her own climax.
As Harry and Ginny cuddled, his parents slipped away quietly. They debated whether or not to mention this to them, but decided not to. It was Christmas, after all.
"Merry Christmas, Harry," Ginny said.
"Merry Christmas, Ginny," he replied, his arms wrapped around her as they drifted off to sleep.
The End