Professor Potter Ch. 20 (Harry Potter AU) (Patreon)

A/N: Harry's restraint pays off~

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… Fuck it. Harry was tired of second-guessing himself. Silently, he pulls back with the door to his bedroom still open and lets the two lingerie-clad beauties step into the room past him. Both Zatanna and Raven step past him, entering the room with smiles on their faces.

In no time at all, he’s sat on the bed with Zatanna kneeling before him, his cock out and placed between her tits. She hasn’t taken off her lacy bra, rather she’s using the undergarment as an aid, letting it continue to push her breasts for her as she rides them up and down his cock while darting her tongue out to lick and lap at the tip of his dick.

Raven, meanwhile, sits next to him. The half-Lethifold is a lot shyer, now that her instincts are under control. Harry winds an arm around her body, and contents himself with casually groping one of her tits through the lingerie, even as she moans and leans into his touch. Her eyes are filled with lust, and she’s panting as she stares up at him from where she’s pressed into his side.

“You know, with all of this… I’m beginning to think I’m not the one slaking my lusts here. No… that’d be you two.”

Raven blushes, the grey-skinned young woman not denying it, even as she wiggles in his grasp. Zatanna, meanwhile, licks her lips, pulling her mouth back from his cock but tit-fucking her breasts along his shaft all the more swiftly in the meantime, as she answers him with a panting breath.

“We all have needs, Harry. Why shouldn’t the three of us handle those needs… together?”

Harry grunts at that, and then after a moment, he slides his hand up from Raven’s breast to her hair, guiding his fingers through her locks so he can in turn guide her lips to his own. He kisses her, his tongue slipping into her mouth, and Raven tenses for a moment before all but collapsing into him, melting against him and kissing him right back with a muffled moan.

Down below, on her knees, Zatanna smiles for a second before lowering her head and returning to her previous efforts. The blowjob-titjob combo she’s giving him is similar to what the lust-crazed Raven had done earlier that day in the library, but also quite unique. Zatanna is certainly a gorgeous woman in her own right, with her own… assets to bring to the table.

Indeed, after a bit she reaches up and shows off the fact that her lacy bra is in fact a front-clasp, undoing it and pulling it apart. Her breasts spill free of their confines, and for half a moment he loses the feeling of tight softness around his cock, but then her hands are back on her tits, groping and squeezing them directly. She’s moaning along his dick tip, shuddering in abject pleasure as her eyes flutter. Pinching at her own nipples, she’s clearly getting a lot more out of the experience this way.

At the same time, Harry has moved his hand back down to Raven’s bust, and after noting how Zatanna removed her top, he deftly checks to see if Raven’s bra is the same. It is, and a moment later the grey-skinned witch’s breath hitches against his lips as he frees her tits from their confines as well. For her, he’s the one pinching and pulling at one of her nipples, making her moan as the other nipple rubs into his chest.

The foreplay is fun, but it can’t last forever… and it doesn’t. Harry is primed and ready to blow, when Zatanna abruptly pulls back, her breasts falling away from his length and her lips leaving his cockhead. She gives him a cheerful grin, when he glances down at her questioningly.

“He’s ready for you, Raven~”

Before Harry can react, Raven is on top of him. She’s stronger than she looks, he belatedly realizes. Even with her human half in control, she’s able to push him onto his back as she straddles him, sliding her crotch down along his abdomen until she backs her gorgeous peach-shaped ass right up onto his cock.

Still wearing her lacy panties, Raven wiggles for a moment, before lifting herself up. With one hand, she tugs her panties aside, and with the other, she takes his cock in hand. Then, she hesitates for a moment, glancing at him questioningly, with a hint of fear in her eyes like she thinks he’s going to reject her at the last second, or be upset at her for taking control.

But Harry isn’t bothered. He smiles up at her, grabs her by her hips… and shows that he can give as good as he gets by driving her down onto his cock. Her mouth drops open in a silent cry as he spears her puffy pussy lips from below, and Harry grunts in turn, enjoying the tightness of her sopping wet cunt. For her part, Zatanna is just crawling up onto the bed when Harry slams up into Raven, and she freezes for a moment at the sight, before grinning wickedly.

“Oh wow… that’s intense.”

Raven’s response is reduced to gasps and moans and shudders, as she quivers atop Harry’s cock. He gives her half a second to recover, before deeming that enough time before he can begin moving. Is that unfair? Maybe, but he was very aware of her inhuman strength and wasn’t inclined to give her a chance to use it against him.

Instead, even though he was on his back, Harry was able to control the encounter, simply by keeping Raven off guard. And after seeing what he was doing, Zatanna seemed all too willing to help him. The American Witch, wearing nothing but her own lacy panties at this point, sidles up into place behind Raven, kneeling there as she presses her tits into the grey-skinned woman’s back and whispers into her ear.

“That’s right, Raven. Take that big fat cock. You love it, don’t you? You love Harry’s dick, don’t you sister?”

For good measure, Zatanna reaches around and grabs Raven’s tits as well, groping and squeezing them much as she’d been doing to herself, back when she’d still been giving Harry a titjob. Raven moans, and outright squeaks when Zatanna grabs her by her nipples and pinches down on them hard, yanking her tits out away from her chest in the process.

It would seem, at least from what Harry can tell, that Zatanna has some pent up aggression towards her adoptive sister. Which… if Raven’s feral side has been taking advantage of Zatanna for years, then that’s very fair. Harry is even happy to help her, to help both of them even, get it out of their systems. Jackhammering up into Raven from below again and again, he watches as her eyes cross and the pleasure that both he and Zatanna are bringing to her from their rough treatment finally sends her over the edge.

The half-Lethifold squeals as she cums, bucking wildly atop his cock, and Harry… well, Harry was already close even before Raven was impaled upon his prick. With a groan, he throws his head back and shouts out a warning.

“Fuck! I’m about to cum!”

Raven is in no position to comment on this one way or the other, but luckily, it’s not just the two of them… and Zatanna is a decent big sister after all, because she yanks Raven clean off of his cock and just as he’s beginning to cum, replaces the grey-skinned young woman’s pussy with her mouth. The first shot of his thick, ropey load hits Zatanna’s face, but she manages to wrap her lips around his dick before he continues cumming, resulting in her cheeks ballooning outwards as she swallows and swallows his seed.

Harry lets out a satisfied groan, as he fills Zatanna’s mouth and gullet with his cum. However, the American Witch isn’t done with him just yet. Even as she has her lips wrapped around his cockhead, her hands reach down and grab his shaft. Even before he’s done cumming, she’s stroking his length and fondling his nut sack beside.

The end result is that, by the time he’s done, he’s actually never got a chance to go soft. Having such a sexy, beautiful woman working him over keeps him nice and hard, and after a minute of this, of making sure he’s not going to soften on her, Zatanna pulls back and licks her lips with a sultry grin.

My turn.”

Rather than getting atop him herself, the beautiful witch turns and presents him with her backside. Harry doesn’t need much time to think about it, to be honest, not when Zatanna shakes her panty-clad ass in his direction. Raven, covered in sweat, is laid off to the side and watching them both through lidded eyes as Harry rises up onto his knees and grabs her big sister by the hips.

His thumbs rub circles into Zatanna’s pale behind for a second, before he hooks them into the waistband of her panties and slowly drags them down off of her hips and along her thighs. The crotch of the underwear sticks to her sopping cunt briefly, before coming away as well. Her pussy lips glisten with need, and so Harry wastes no time in giving her what she wants, thrusting into her from behind.

Zatanna cries out, tossing her head back and arching her spine beautifully as he squeezes her hips and begins to fuck her relentlessly. His cock pistons in and out of her cunt, and she claws at the bedding beneath them both, moaning wantonly all the while. She’s just as tight, wet, and eager as Raven was, with a bit more junk in the trunk, so to speak.

Ultimately, he moves his hands from Zatanna’s hips to her ass, digging his digits into her plush backside directly, feeling up her pillowy posterior. She moans and groans at that as well, quivering with delight as her inner walls clench and cling to his pistoning prick. It’s not long before Harry detects an orgasm from the American Witch, but he’s not on a hair-trigger this time around, like he was with Raven.

In fact, it’s quite the opposite. He’s already cum once and has to build up to his second release. As such, he’s able to fuck Zatanna through not one, but three different orgasms, making her cry out in an ugly fashion each and every time she climaxes upon his cock over the course of who knows how long. Harry certainly isn’t keeping track of time. He’s too lost in Zatanna’s body to pay attention to something like that.

Still, he at least notes when he’s getting close, and by the time he is, Zatanna has fallen forward, her arms no longer supporting her. Instead, her back is arched, and her face is pressed into the bed. She’s mewling needily, while kneading with her hands like… like some sort of particularly satisfied big cat. Still, seeing how she handled his load on Raven’s behalf, Harry glances over at the grey-skinned witch in question to see her watching with visible interest and a strained desire.

Smirking, Harry reaches out to her, offering his hand… and Raven crawls over, pressing her head and hair into his palm. Pulling out of her adoptive sister, Harry swings his cock around and slides it right into the half-Lethifold’s admittedly dangerous mouth. And yet, wasn’t every woman’s mouth technically dangerous? Anyone could decide to bite during oral sex. Harry trusted Raven and Zatanna. He trusted they wouldn’t hurt him.

Raven suckles at his cock for a moment before he begins to cum. Then, her eyes widen and for a moment, fill with pitch black darkness. She sucks even harder than, but he never feels one bit of teeth as she drinks and drinks down his load, almost ravenous in getting his taste from him. Unlike Zatanna, her cheeks don’t once chipmunk outwards, a sign of just how… well, fast she swallows his seed.

When she’s done, her tongue swishes and swirls to get any last remnants from his tip, but then she pulls back, not trying to keep him hard like Zatanna had. Harry is grateful for that, because he’s feeling a bit tired. As he collapses back into the center of the bed, Raven reaches down and pulls a sweaty, panting Zatanna upwards from her somewhat humiliating face down, ass up position.

Thanks to the half-Lethifold’s efforts, Zatanna ends up curled into his right side, while Raven takes up position on his left. Harry is a little taken aback that they’re sticking around to spend the night, but it wasn’t like he was going to send them away once he was done with them or anything like that. He supposed he just expected them to… well, leave on their own.

But this? This was fine too. More than fine, Harry has to admit as two beautiful women press their beautiful, mostly naked bodies up against his and snuggle in close before drifting off to sleep. This… Harry could get used to something like this…

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The next day, on Sunday, after a delightful morning shower that all three of them had ended up sharing with each other, along with a breakfast where first Zatanna and then Raven ‘accidentally’ dropped a utensil apiece and disappeared under the table to ‘find them’, much to Harry’s distinct pleasure, they returned to their work.

However, this time they weren’t going to the Potter Library… but instead the Black Library. Harry expected they would have much better luck finding the answers they sought in the Black Library if he was being honest, but the place was a bit different then the Potter Library. More dangerous, for one.

So dangerous, in fact, that members of the Black Family used a Library Spirit to find the knowledge they were seeking, rather than roaming the stacks themselves. It was better to stay in the safe areas of the library, lest you go too far into the back and never return. Or so Harry had been told.

This meant that he had to pry some more, which was why he’d taken Zatanna and Raven to the Potter Library first, not wanting to push too hard, too fast. However, after everything they’d gone through together, Harry figured he could afford to ask.

“I’ll need more information if we’re going to utilize the Black Library to it’s fullest extent while we’re here, ladies. Right now, though, I just have one question to start with. What are the two of you hoping to get from this?”

Raven and Zatanna exchange a look, with Zatanna furrowing her brow in confusion.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Harry.”

Sighing, Harry looks between the two witches.

“I know more about Raven’s circumstances now, and that’s good. But what exactly are you hoping to DO about them? Do you want Raven to learn to control her other half? Or do you want to try to remove it wholesale, and make her fully human?”

Harry sits back as the two share another quiet glance, patiently waiting for their answer.