FIC: Twenty Years of Demand: Chapter 2 (Harry Potter) (Patreon)
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This is a monthly short story fill from a patron at the $10 tier (the same patron who nominated this story in last month's poll.) I don't usually post these fills here, but since this one is connected to a poll winner I'm making an exception in this case.
Summary: Harry isn't surprised when someone else enters the boy's showers that only he uses after the Gryffindor-Slytherin quidditch match, but he's very surprised when he sees just who has come to join him. (Harry/Fem!Draco/Pansy)
Content Warnings/Themes: Aged-up characters, enemies to lovers, shower sex, creampie
Harry sighed as he felt the soothing heat of the water hit his naked body. Nothing felt better after catching the snitch right out from under Celeste Malfoy's nose and winning the match for Gryffindor than a nice hot shower. Well, other than a celebratory shag perhaps. He had a feeling there would be no shortage of attractive witches who would be more than willing to help him with that, whether it be some of his fellow Gryffindors or the flying instructor and referee Angelina Johnson. Heck, he wouldn't be surprised if Angelina joined him right here in the shower. It wouldn't be the first time, or even the second or third.
He turned around with a smile on his face when he heard someone walk into the male showers. Of course he was the only one who had need of these showers since he was the only male wizard that had been born in two decades, so it stood to reason that whoever was walking in was coming to see him. He got excited just from the anticipation of having another shower shag with his former captain. But it wasn't Angelina who had invaded his shower while he was naked.
"Celeste?!" he hissed. "What the fuck are you doing in here?!"
"Nice to see you too, Potter," his blonde-haired nemesis drawled. "And it was quite rude of you not to address Pansy as well. Did the women in your life teach you no manners whatsoever?"
"I'll say it again: what the fuck are you doing in here?" he asked. He felt awkward about standing there naked in front of them both, and even more awkward about it since both witches seemed to steal more than a few glances at his cock, but he didn't bother covering up. He was more focused on trying to figure out a clear path from the shower to his wand so he could defend himself, but no matter how hard he thought he couldn't seem to come up with anything that wouldn't leave him wide open for them to hit him with whatever spells they wanted. They truly had him cornered and defenseless.
"When I heard that you slept with Daphne Greengrass, my biggest rival within my house, I felt enraged," the daughter of Lucius and Narcissa began. Harry flinched when her hands went to her robes, but rather than drawing her wand she began to pull them off. Pansy was doing the same beside her, following her lead as always, but Harry was too busy gawking at Celeste and trying to understand what she was up to.
"When I learned that you impregnated my mother, my two aunts and my cousin, I went from rage to jealousy," Celeste said. She was completely nude now, as was Pansy, and the two of them advanced into the shower and towards Harry. "The thought in my head wasn't damn that Potter; it was that should be me."
Celeste's hand reached towards Harry, who flinched but was unable to move with Pansy darting around and pressing her slender body against his back. His longtime antagonist's hand grabbed his sensitive cock, but she didn't squeeze it roughly or seek to take advantage of his vulnerable position. Instead he hand glided up and down his wet cock, which had already been coming to life as he thought about Angelina and was even stiffer now with the two naked Slytherins in the shower with him. Whatever problems they'd had for all these years, Celeste was undeniably gorgeous. She looked much like a younger version of her mother, and Harry was no more able to resist her than he had been able to hold back with Narcissa.
"We've been at each other's throats for years, but now I want you to be in my throat," Celeste said as she dropped to her knees in the shower. Pansy got down beside her as well, and the two Slytherin girls worked together to please his cock. They licked his head and up and down either side of his shaft, and then Celeste took his head between her lips and began to blow him while Pansy dipped down to lick and suck on his balls.
They had him groaning, but before it could get too far they pulled their mouths off of him and got back up to their feet. Pansy kissed and licked at the side of his neck, pushing him back against the wall of the shower while Celeste bent at the waist and wiggled her hips back to slide his cock inside of her. Harry groaned at her tightness, and then groaned louder as she began to fuck. Celeste helped herself to his cock, reaching back to rest her hands on his sides as she slammed her hips back and fucked him.
It wasn't a turn that Harry had ever expected his relationship with Celeste to take, but he couldn't pretend that her cunt didn't feel fucking amazing. Had their years of arguments and outright fights created a sort of sexual tension as they got older and their bodies matured? It might be one explanation for the energy she put into every slam of her hips, and also why Harry enjoyed the sight of her round bum jiggling so much.
She'd been jealous about what he'd done with her mother, her aunts and her cousin, but Celeste soon got the same thing when her screaming climax coaxed an orgasm out of him. She moaned in satisfaction as she felt his seed fill her, and she still looked satisfied after she'd pulled back from him. He'd seen Celeste smile many times over the years, but there was no mockery or disdain in it this time. It turned out she actually was quite beautiful when she wasn't sneering.
Harry grinned back at her even as he picked Pansy up in his arms, grabbed her tight little arse with both hands and began to bounce her on his cock. One-upping Celeste and beating Slytherin on the pitch had never felt so good.