Hinny Scene
Random smut scene that came to me the other day -- no im not writing anything new (outside of this scene)
This would fit into the Kismet universe, somewhere before Ginny discovers she's pregnant with James (before summer of 2003)
Ginny met Theo for morning yoga as they began their stretches under the instructor. They had been doing this for almost a year now and Ginny loved it. She loved how it made her feel and she loved meeting Theo. They always went to breakfast after and chatted and it was one of Ginny’s favourite parts of her day. Hermione sometimes joined them, but she didn’t always have time for breakfast and she wasn’t as diligent about the yoga as Ginny and Theo were.
Today was even better because Luna had returned to England for a few weeks and had surprised them in class that morning.
“Two more days,” Theo said with a sigh as he added some honey to his tea. “I miss him so much.”
Ginny gave her friend a sympathetic look. She knew that Theo missed his boyfriend when he was travelling and she was so glad that she didn’t have to worry about that too much with Harry.
“Any plans for when he’s home?”
Theo winked, a slow smile on his lips. “Just the usual. Suck him off until he’s a whimpering mess at my mercy.”
Ginny shook her head in amusement. “You’re incorrigible.”
“You asked and you know how much I love to suck my man off.”
“I know,” Ginny said, taking a sip of her orange juice.
“You know I was worried at first that Macmillan might have taken that from me but… it’s not the same,” Theo said quietly. “He… forced me and this is because I want to. I want to hold that control and bloody hell, chick, when I have him in my mouth, I hold all the cards. It’s so… powerful. I love it. Not the power itself, but everything. I love feeling the weight of him on my tongue. I love the feel of my mouth stretching around him. I love the taste of his skin. I love the little sounds he makes when he’s trying to keep himself under control. I love the sounds he makes when I do something he really likes. I love the look in his eyes when I look up at him with my mouth full of his cock and he knows I’m in control. I love it when I get the drops of precum that are a reward for my good work and then when he lets go… I mean, yes, I love to swallow, but it’s the idea, you know? The idea that he’s giving me this part of himself; that he’s trusting me with his loss of control. It’s the sexiest bloody thing in the whole world,” Theo said. “Don’t either of you ever feel like that?”
Ginny bit her bottom lip as she nodded. She did understand what Theo meant by the power of it. It was this moment of trust between them that she treasured. “Yes, I do.”
“Me too,” Luna replied. “It’s why I always feel so good when Rolf and I are together because we both give each other that power. Blowing him is fun and I enjoy it a lot, but a few weeks ago when we were in Jodhpur, I enjoyed watching him suck cock even more.”
“Um… I’m sorry, what?” Ginny demanded, shooting her gaze to her friend.
Luna blinked owlishly. “Oh, it was nothing. We just met this lovely couple there who invited us over for the afternoon. They had a large home and there was about a dozen people from all over the world having an orgy. It was fascinating.”
“You had an orgy?” Theo asked, his eyes widening.
“Well, that depends entirely on what you consider an orgy to be,” Luna said. “Rolf and I discussed it and thought it might be fun to participate in a few naughty activities and he really liked it when I ate out this pretty Japanese woman. She tasted lovely and she loved to pull on my hair. Rolf used his tongue on me while I licked her and then her boyfriend, this really big muscular man who played rugby fed her his huge cock. The two of us both came and then we sort of switched, you know? Rolf sucked off her boyfriend and I sat on the rugby player’s face while she sucked off Rolf. It was really sexy.”
Theo and Ginny exchanged looks of disbelief. “LUNA!”
Luna only lifted an eyebrow. “What? That doesn’t count as an orgy, does it? I only had intercourse with Rolf, but there was this other blond man who rimmed Rolf for like half an hour while I watched and touched myself. He really liked it. I think we’re going to add it to our bedroom activities. Oh and then Rolf and the rugby player both ate me out at the same time. I had so many tongues and fingers down there, it was like a party and I came like ten times.”
“Luna, I cannot believe you and Rolf just went to that kind of party!” Ginny exclaimed.
Luna shrugged. “It’s hardly something we do all of the time, but it doesn’t hurt to try new things sometimes. It was fun and exciting, but we both agreed that we’d rather just be with each other. In fact, just this morning he did me doggy style.”
Theo shook his head. “I have so many questions, I don’t even know where to begin.”
“Don’t,” Ginny suggested, making him grin.
“Anyway,” Theo continued. “I knew you’d both understand what I was saying. It’s not just the orgasms though we can all agree those are bloody brilliant, it’s the build up and the foreplay and the trust. I know that Bas will use my mouth if I ask him too and I know that he won’t hurt me; I know he’ll take care of me. I know that he loves me.”
“He loves you so much,” Ginny told him.
“He really does,” Luna said. “Well, I have to be off. I have a meeting at the Ministry to discuss my newest finds. I’ll meet you both again in the morning for yoga. Goodbye.”
Luna pecked Theo’s cheek and then Ginny’s before taking off and Ginny shook her head.
“I can’t believe she and Rolf had an orgy!”
“It wasn’t an orgy,” Theo said. “There was no shagging.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “I think that hardly constitutes a rule.”
“It sounds like it was sexy,” Theo said. “But that’s not for me. No one else is allowed to touch my man.”
“On that we can both agree,” Ginny said.
Theo sighed and reached for his tea. “Is it bloody Friday yet?”
“No, still only Wednesday,” Ginny teased.
“Well hurry up Friday. I want my man in my mouth and then I want him to rim me until I come all over myself,” Theo said just as the waitress appeared at their table.
Ginny blushed but the waitress didn’t comment and she was grateful. When she left, she kicked her friend under the table.
“Ow!”
“You need to watch what you say!”
He grinned as he pulled out his wallet. “You love that about me. It’s my turn to buy breakfast so you head off. I think I need to use one of my toys before work this morning.”
“How do you still overshare this much?”
Theo winked. “It’s a big toy too. Not as big as Bas mind you, but it definitely has some girth to it.”
Ginny snorted. “Thanks for breakfast, Theo.”
“Bye, chick! See you tomorrow.”
Ginny hugged Theo goodbye, shaking her head at her breakfast conversation. Her friends were obsessed with sex, but as she headed home, she couldn’t get her thoughts to leave what Theo had said about the trust and the power. She found her husband in the kitchen in his Auror kit, filling a travel tumblr with coffee.
“Hey, Gin,” Harry said. “How was breakfast?”
“Enlightening,” Ginny said, dropping her bag by the doorway of the kitchen.
Harry lifted an eyebrow, his black hair as messy as usual and his green eyes giving her an amused look. “Isn’t that always the way with Theo?”
“Luna was there too,” Ginny told him. “She and Rolf are back in England for a few weeks.”
“Oh, we’ll have to have them over for dinner or something.”
“Yes,” Ginny said, stomping across the kitchen to take his tumblr from his hands. She put it in the counter with a rather loud bang before she grabbed him by his suspenders and stood on her toes to kiss him.
Not just any little kiss either, but a deep kiss that made his hands grip her arse tightly as he pulled her up against him. His tongue met hers eagerly and when she felt him harden against her stomach, she pulled back and licked her lips.
“Mm, bloody hell, Gin,” Harry grumbled. “You can’t snog me like that when I’m two seconds from leaving. I have to go to work.”
Ginny stood on her toes and stole another quick kiss. “Trust and power.”
“What?” Harry asked, giving her a bewildered look.
“Trust and power,” Ginny repeated. “It’s something Theo said.”
“Er, all right,” Harry said. “You can fill me in later. I really have to go. I have to report in to Robards in less than ten minutes.”
Ginny teased her fingers down the straps of his suspenders, unhooking them. “Ten minutes, eh?”
Before Harry could comment, she knelt before him and popped open the button on his black trousers. He made a strangled sound in the back of his throat.
“Gin…”
Ginny lowered the zipper and then slid them down his hips, her mouth kissing him through his boxer briefs.
“Bloody hell!”
Her tongue dragged over the cotton before those were pushed down to his knees too and then with her eyes locked on his, she dragged her tongue over his hardening length. Harry groaned, his hands reaching back to grip the counter behind him. Ginny’s tongue continued to tease his length, soft licks and kisses that made him tremble before she took him into her mouth.
Her tongue twirled at the underside of his head in a way to designed to drive him mad while one hand fondled and stroked his balls and the other fisted around him, working him with firm, tight strokes. Then she slid her hands around him to cup his arse and took him down her throat.
Harry grunted as her nose touched his pelvis, eyes wide. It still amazed him that this wife had mastered this. She swallowed around him, making him nice and wet before she slowly pulled off and began to lick him like she was savouring him. When her hand fisted around him once more, her mouth moved to his balls and Harry moved one of his hands to grip her ponytail as he watched her suck them into his mouth, his cock moving in and out of her fist in a steady rhythm that made his breath hitch.
Then her mouth was back around him, sucking faster and Harry gripped her hair tighter, hips moving to meet her mouth.
Ginny moaned around him. This right here was what Theo had been talking about. There was no one she trusted more than her husband right now. She had the power, the heart of him in her mouth and yet here he was, giving her more. His hips moved faster and she swallowed around him, tugging and rolling his balls in her hand as his taste told her he was close. She slid her finger behind his balls, teasing his rim and he made a strangled sound of warning before he finished with a loud groan. Ginny swallowed every drop before she took her time licking him clean.
Harry sagged back against the counter, his breath ragged. “Bloody fucking hell, Gin… what the hell was that?”
Ginny continued to lap at him before she stood up, tugging him down to meet her lips. She knew he could taste himself there. “I love you, Harry Potter. I trust you. I love the power you give me and I love how powerful you make me feel.” She patted his cheek with a wink. “Now pull up your trousers. You’re late for work.”
She turned to go and Harry grabbed her arm. “I don’t know what the hell Theo said to you at breakfast this morning, but feel free to make it a regular thing.”
She chuckled. “I’ll keep it in mind.”
Harry tugged up his boxer briefs and his trousers, hastily trying to fix his kit. “And Gin? When I get home tonight, you can trust that I‘m going to make you come so hard you’re going to scream.”
“Oh, you are, are you?”
Harry hooked his suspenders back into place and grabbed his tumblr. “I am,” he said, grabbing her hip and his lips brushing her ear. “Three times. Then I’m going to bend you over whatever the fuck is closest and shag you until you come again and then I’m going to start all over again. Clear?”
Ginny bit her bottom lip as a shiver of pleasure ran through her and then her breath hitched when his hand moved from her hip to slide into her knickers and his fingers pushed into her.
“Merlin, you’re bloody soaked,” he hissed.
He pumped his fingers a few times before he stroked her clit and yanked his hand out, sucking his fingers into his mouth.
“Don’t you dare touch yourself until I get home.”
“And if I do?” she taunted.
Harry’s eyes darkened. “Don’t.”
Then he grabbed his red cloak and stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Ginny standing there with flushed cheeks.
“You’re thirty minutes late, Potter!” Robards barked when Harry walked into the bullpen five minutes later.
“Sorry, Sir,” Harry said. “Overslept.”
When Robards turned, Ron gave him a look. “Overslept my arse.”
Harry grinned. “What can I say? It’s a bloody fan-fucking-tastic morning.”
“Someone got laid,” Baxter teased.
Harry shot up two fingers in response, but he couldn’t keep the grin off of his face.
He bloody loved being married.
