Boundaries

by Pullersonwig

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 1082

This is what happens when two bi girlfriends, one more attracted to women and the other the opposite, team up to obsess over hot fictional characters.

Ron has been resisting the urge to pull his lover, Hermione, into a classroom and fuck her.

And he finally gets the chance to do that… but when Malfoy joins in, he might just have to share his little house elf… and that includes trying things beyond his set boundaries.

WARNING
Contains male giving another male blowjobs, light domination and down talking (hence 'his little house elf'), anal (blame my girlfriend, she made me), and threesomes (all members consent at all times.)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-17 04:19:53 UTC

Chapter 1

It was a dull day at Hogwarts school for witchcraft and wizardry. The 6th - year students lazily poured contents into their cauldrons; a few girls were quietly snickering, talking about who they thought was the cutest boy in the room. Hermione Granger, a girl with thick and uncontrollable brown-red hair, struggled to pay attention to the speech Professor Snape was giving about how to tell whether a potion is poisonous or not. She could not resist a yawn, resulting in 5 points from Griffyndor for not paying attention. She looked down at her friend,  Harry's, watch; nearly lunch, she told herself hopefully.

When the bell rang,  Snape held them back for longer than usual, for Neville Longbottom had spilled his Snake blood and Unicorn backwash mix, and the class was not allowed to leave until every drop was cleared off of the floor.

Finally,  after five aggravating minutes, they were released from the dungeon-like classroom and free to go to lunch.

Along the way up the staircase, her best friend and lover,  Ronald Weasley, stopped her by grabbing her by the shoulder and saying, "Could we talk?"

"Sure. What is it, Ron? Should we go fetch Harry?"

"No, this is private." He looked around and waited for the stairs to clear of students before pulling her into a room just to the left of where they had been standing.

"Mione..." he breathed, as though he had been long awaiting this moment. The use of the nickname surprised her; Ron rarely ever used it, and when he did, it was when he was desperately in need of her... private assistance.

"I couldn't talk to you around Snape, or Harry for that matter. But now that we're alone..."

Hermione bit her lip. If this was going where she knew it was, she could not deny that she would appreciate the outcome.

"'Mione, I've been wanking off to the thought for days... "

She blushed. Her Ron was never very subtle, or romantic for that matter... but she couldn't care less.

"Get to the point, Ron," she said, not wanting to waste the whole lunch period flirting... though it wouldn't be an entire waste, she had to admit...

"I need you. Like, now."

"So I'm yours... what are you going to do next, Ronnie?" She grinned, adopting a sexy tone of voice.

"Maybe... this," he pushed her up against the wall, making sure not to hurt her petite figure along the way.

Hermione melted under his grasp, his strong hands pinning her to the wall, his smirk glaring at her hotly.

He pulled out his wand and mumbled a spell,  then suddenly Hermione was sporting a pink bra with a bow in the center and a short silky matching skirt, underneath it flower print underwear.

Hermione ' s face was now fully flushed. She watched as Ron observed her body, making her slip even more into a submissive state; there he was, looking at her barely clothed body and cleavage freely, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.

"Ronnie,  just reminding you that you can do more than just look..." She offered, smirking.

He took this offer to his advantage. He brought his hands up to feel her breasts, feeling between them, on the sides of them, and -even gliding his hand underneath the fabric to brush against his lovers' nipples. He kissed between the two orbs, imagining what it would feel like to have them against his throbbing lower stomach.

He brought his head up to look at Hermione, who had been watching him the whole time.

"M-may I?" She asked, looking at his crotch area.

"May you what?" Said Ron innocently.

Hermione blushed even harder. "...Tend to your..." She looked flustered.

"Tend to my what?" Ron said again with a knowing smirk.

"...you know... your... d-"

"Dick?" Ron finished for her, "Oh Hermione Granger, I thought you were an innocent 16 year old witch! And now your here,  pinned up against the wall of a classroom helpless where anyone could walk in at any time, offering to give me fallatio?"

Hermione felt herself get wetter. "...Yes?"

"Well, your in luck, because I'm more than happy to accept your services. Wonder how far you can take me, considering your age?"

Hermione was now blushing with embarrassment and arousal. "I can take it, I assure you that..."

"Then prove it." He looked her dead in the eyes.

She wasted no time; she kneeled down and undid his fly, and let his member out into the open air.

"What are you waiting for? Go ahead, take it."

"Go on, little house elf, take it as far down your throat as you can go..."

Hermione felt that there was no more humiliating thing to be called than "house elf". And it excited her that she was being brought down to this level.

She licked at the tip, then gently kissed it. Ron watched her, the same thought crossing his mind every time she looked back up at hm: she was pleasuring him, and not asking for anything in return. She was simply letting him use her as a toy... and enjoying it.

He would never think of Hermione as a sex toy outside of times like this. He knew very well that she was a smart girl with priorities of her own, and he loved it... but also knowing that she would submit like this for him... it was exciting.

She had proved herself right. After a bit of struggle, she had taken his entirety. She made a sound to get his attention (he had been staring at the door for a bit, wondering about what it would be like for someone like Snape to walk in on Hermione with his dick stuffed down her throat), to show him that he was wrong about her ability to take him all.

"Eh, big deal. It's not that big anyway."

She pulled away from Ron ' s crotch and said, "I think it's the perfect size... not too short, not to long..."

She gave the member one last kiss, and Ron then realized that he was on the edge.

"Hey, uh, Hermione, c-could you go for a bit longer? Just a bit?"

Hermione knew why he had asked. She went back to work, double time.

Soon enough he came, and the door came swinging open.

Wait, what?!

Malfoy stood there, stunned. Hermione was in the middle of swallowing Ron ' s cum when she noticed him.

"Uh... we can explain?"