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hp_bunintheovenTitle: The Tradition
Author:
Pairing(s): Draco/Lily Luna
Prompt: #H8
Summary: Draco has to fuck his son’s wife. Impregnate her.
It’s tradition.
Word Count: 1700
Rating: Explicit
Warnings/Contains: mild dub con, daddy kink, dirty talk, age difference, squirting, degradation kink, sort of incest
Notes: Thanks for reading!!
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.
Draco had been looking forward to this moment for years.
Ever since he’d laid eyes on Lily Luna Potter.
She was just so beautiful, so sexy.
And she was now married to Draco’s son.
It was a week after their wedding, and a spell had stopped them from conceiving.
Scorpius had agreed to the spell because it was tradition. It all was tradition.
Draco sat the two newlyweds down after dinner.
He paced before them, a decanter of whisky in one hand, a crystal goblet in the other. He pretended to be nervous, but on the inside, he was rejoicing.
His cock was already taking interest in his trousers.
“There is a tradition in this family that goes back for generations,” he murmured, pouring himself more whisky.
Scorpius and Lily didn’t say anything. They sat close on the settee, holding hands.
“The tradition is about strengthening the familial ties of our lineage. It’s about making sure our Pure seed is passed to the next generation, no matter the circumstances of the couple. This alone allows us to make sure a child born to this family is actually of this family.”
“I don’t care about blood purity,” Lily said.
Draco stopped to loom over her. He smiled. “Neither do I, dear. But it’s tradition.”
Scorpius sighed. “We must have sex in front of you, mustn’t we?”
Lily gasped.
But Draco just continued to smile. “No, that’s not it.”
“Well, then, what is it?” Scorpius huffed. “I know it’s something fucked up. Grandad told me as much.”
“It is a bit fucked up, yes,” Draco murmured, sending the decanter back to the table. He finished his whisky in a gulp. “The thing is, Scorp, I’m not your father.”
Scorpius’ mouth fell open. “What?!”
“Lucius is actually your father.”
“So … You’re really my … brother?”
Draco flapped his hand. “My father is Abraxas, so that makes me your … uncle, I believe. But it doesn’t matter. Not really. I raised you and that’s that.”
Scorpius continued to just gape.
Lily, clever girl, was the first to put it together. “You must have sex with me. Impregnate me.”
Draco’ smile turned hot. “Yes. Exactly.”
Scorpius shot to his feet. “No way!! You’re not going to—to—”
“Yes, I am,” Draco said sternly. “It is the sacrifice of Malfoy men. Do you think I wanted Lucius shagging Astoria? I did not. But I allowed it because of tradition.”
“Madness!!” Scorpius cried, then he spun toward his new wife. “Lily, I’m sorry, I had no idea—”
But Lily was looking up at Draco. And her pretty gaze lingered.
Draco and Lily stared at one another.
“It is mad,” she said, “but if it’s for the good of the family …”
Scorpius began to sputter. “You actually want to do it! You do!!”
Lily blushed and hung her head.
Draco reached out and took her hand. “Come along, my dear. I promise to take good care of you.”
Draco guided her to the stairs, leading her up to his bedroom.
Scorpius tried to follow, but Draco snapped, “Get lost!!”
Face flushing angrily, Scorpius halted and just watched their ascent miserably.
*
Inside Draco’s bedroom, he cast several Privacy and Barrier Charms. Scorpius did have a lick of Gryffindor in him, and there was a good change he’d try to do something rash.
Then Draco turned to Lily, who stood in the centre of his room, looking scared but determined.
Draco could see a bit of her father in her face. She didn’t have his eyes, no; but she had his nose, perhaps even his chin …
I’m about to fuck Potter’s little girl, Draco thought to himself, and suddenly, he was breathless with arousal.
Draco grabbed Lily and yanked her against him. It made her gasp.
“Mmm, you’re gorgeous,” he purred, rolling his hips.
She went weak against him. “Mr Malfoy …”
“No, call me sir.”
“Yes, sir.”
Purring some more, he reached under her dress, wanting to feel up her young cunt. He made a noise of delight.
Lily was already wet for him. So wet that it soaked her knickers.
“Are you attracted to me?”
She hid her face and nodded.
“Very good, my dear, very good.” Then he kissed her so softly, not wanting to spook her.
She squeaked into his mouth, which only made him ease aside her knickers and find her clit, rubbing it. He deepened the kiss as he did this, and this time, she moaned.
“My son has fucked you, yes?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very good,” he said, and sank two fingers into her.
She cried out.
“This cunt is still so very unused,” he purred, pumping his fingers.
She clung to his shoulders and went to her toes. “Sir! Sir!”
“Mmm, has my son made you come? Has he?”
“I—I don’t think so.”
Draco had to laugh. “Of course, of course; it takes a man of experience to make a girl come. Oh, yes. And I shall give you an orgasm. Several of them. Just you wait.”
She moaned again.
Draco guided her to his bed, where he laid her down as if she were something so precious.
He undressed her with care, revealing her perfect tits, her perfect cunt.
“My Lord,” he murmured, and set about making love to her.
He kissed and kissed her as he pet her all over, getting her warmed up. She squirmed and cried beneath him, her thighs falling open.
He suckled her tits as he pet her cunt. She had lovely freckles all over. And a lovely ginger cunt.
His hungry mouth turned her light pink nipples a red so deep the colour was nearly purple.
And she loved every second of it.
“Tell me, has my son tasted this cunt?”
“A little …” she gasped shyly.
“Only a little? Tsk, tsk.” He kissed down her trembling stomach to eat her out.
Lily cried out at the first swipe of his tongue. Draco held her open as he buried his face between her thighs, licking and licking and licking.
Her young slick was heaven on his tongue.
And her cute little clit was so swollen for him.
Draco wrapped his lips around it and sucked.
Lily screamed.
She thrashed.
But he didn’t relent.
Then he eased two fingers inside her, going deep, fucking. He did this as he continued to nurse her clit and it all made her shatter.
Lily squirted as she came, writhing, her hands now buried in his hair. She thrust up, trying to ride his mouth, and there was so much wet that it dripped down his chin.
Draco didn’t stop even as her orgasm released her.
He began to rub up slowly, internally massaging her, and he gave her cunt little kitten licks as he did it.
“Oh, oh,” she cried, her tits heaving. Her thighs began to shake.
He made her come for a second time like that, teasing the orgasm out of her, and she went so tight around his fingers, gushing for him again.
“Perfect little minx,” he growled.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, obviously delirious from the pleasure.
He cackled loudly. “Mmm, my baby,” he purred.
If only Potter could see him now !!!
He cackled some more.
Lily was utterly relaxed now, limbs splayed out, eyes closed. He tore off his clothes quickly, wanting to take her like this.
Draco teased her clit as he eased inside her tight, tight cunt.
Her pretty eyes opened wide.
“Yeah, I bet you can come again, can’t you? Just on my tip. Go on. Let go.” He thrust inside only a little, over and over. He worked her clit harder as he did it.
She began to pant as her third orgasm washed over her.
Oh, to have a cunt …, he thought.
Yeah, he was a bit delirious, too.
“Are you ready for me to impregnate you?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
“Bad girl,” he laughed, and thrust all the way inside.
She moaned beneath him and squeezed around him.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. He purred in her ear: “Is Potter’s little girl a slut?”
“YES!”
“I fucking knew it,” he growled, and began to pound her into the mattress.
She shattered beneath him again, her slutty cunt going so fucking tight.
He did his best to hold on, he did, he did; but he was inside Potter’s little girl and his own son’s wife, and he was going to put his baby inside a woman, finally, finally—
Despite all his dirty talk, Draco was rather quiet as he orgasmed. All he could do was bury his face against her throat and pound his seed deep. He barely breathed as he rode the pleasure.
And Lily, the minx, grabbed his arse and urged him deeper and deeper, moaning.
After his orgasm, all Draco did was pull over and fall asleep. Luckily, he woke up only a little while later, and Lily was curled around him, dozing as well.
He kissed her until she woke up, too. “Potter’s little girl,” he purred.
She laughed hotly. “You’re fucked up.”
“Yes,” he said, and shoved her over and mounted her.
He took her from behind, wanting to make sure he left her pregnant, and he pounded and pounded.
“Daddy!” she cried out.
And, of course, he cackled again, breathless.
Draco spent the entire night making love to her. His old cock was just so hungry for her young pussy.
His back protested, though. So did his knees.
He had Lily ride him into dawn, his hands moulded over her bouncing tits.
And she continued to come, over and over. He especially enjoyed it when she squirted all over their thighs, making a mess.
Perfect, perfect little minx …
When it was all over, Lily laid in his arms, now purring herself. Her hand roamed up and down his sweaty chest, feeling him up, her wedding ring glinting in the gloom.
“Can we do this again, Daddy?”
“Ask your husband,” Draco said, and finally let himself pass out.
In his dream, Draco told Potter that it was he who had given him a grandchild. And Potter utterly exploded in rage. Howling. Brandishing his wand. And Draco merely smiled in wicked triumph.
Author:
Pairing(s): Draco/Lily Luna
Prompt: #H8
Summary: Draco has to fuck his son’s wife. Impregnate her.
It’s tradition.
Word Count: 1700
Rating: Explicit
Warnings/Contains: mild dub con, daddy kink, dirty talk, age difference, squirting, degradation kink, sort of incest
Notes: Thanks for reading!!
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.
Draco had been looking forward to this moment for years.
Ever since he’d laid eyes on Lily Luna Potter.
She was just so beautiful, so sexy.
And she was now married to Draco’s son.
It was a week after their wedding, and a spell had stopped them from conceiving.
Scorpius had agreed to the spell because it was tradition. It all was tradition.
Draco sat the two newlyweds down after dinner.
He paced before them, a decanter of whisky in one hand, a crystal goblet in the other. He pretended to be nervous, but on the inside, he was rejoicing.
His cock was already taking interest in his trousers.
“There is a tradition in this family that goes back for generations,” he murmured, pouring himself more whisky.
Scorpius and Lily didn’t say anything. They sat close on the settee, holding hands.
“The tradition is about strengthening the familial ties of our lineage. It’s about making sure our Pure seed is passed to the next generation, no matter the circumstances of the couple. This alone allows us to make sure a child born to this family is actually of this family.”
“I don’t care about blood purity,” Lily said.
Draco stopped to loom over her. He smiled. “Neither do I, dear. But it’s tradition.”
Scorpius sighed. “We must have sex in front of you, mustn’t we?”
Lily gasped.
But Draco just continued to smile. “No, that’s not it.”
“Well, then, what is it?” Scorpius huffed. “I know it’s something fucked up. Grandad told me as much.”
“It is a bit fucked up, yes,” Draco murmured, sending the decanter back to the table. He finished his whisky in a gulp. “The thing is, Scorp, I’m not your father.”
Scorpius’ mouth fell open. “What?!”
“Lucius is actually your father.”
“So … You’re really my … brother?”
Draco flapped his hand. “My father is Abraxas, so that makes me your … uncle, I believe. But it doesn’t matter. Not really. I raised you and that’s that.”
Scorpius continued to just gape.
Lily, clever girl, was the first to put it together. “You must have sex with me. Impregnate me.”
Draco’ smile turned hot. “Yes. Exactly.”
Scorpius shot to his feet. “No way!! You’re not going to—to—”
“Yes, I am,” Draco said sternly. “It is the sacrifice of Malfoy men. Do you think I wanted Lucius shagging Astoria? I did not. But I allowed it because of tradition.”
“Madness!!” Scorpius cried, then he spun toward his new wife. “Lily, I’m sorry, I had no idea—”
But Lily was looking up at Draco. And her pretty gaze lingered.
Draco and Lily stared at one another.
“It is mad,” she said, “but if it’s for the good of the family …”
Scorpius began to sputter. “You actually want to do it! You do!!”
Lily blushed and hung her head.
Draco reached out and took her hand. “Come along, my dear. I promise to take good care of you.”
Draco guided her to the stairs, leading her up to his bedroom.
Scorpius tried to follow, but Draco snapped, “Get lost!!”
Face flushing angrily, Scorpius halted and just watched their ascent miserably.
Inside Draco’s bedroom, he cast several Privacy and Barrier Charms. Scorpius did have a lick of Gryffindor in him, and there was a good change he’d try to do something rash.
Then Draco turned to Lily, who stood in the centre of his room, looking scared but determined.
Draco could see a bit of her father in her face. She didn’t have his eyes, no; but she had his nose, perhaps even his chin …
I’m about to fuck Potter’s little girl, Draco thought to himself, and suddenly, he was breathless with arousal.
Draco grabbed Lily and yanked her against him. It made her gasp.
“Mmm, you’re gorgeous,” he purred, rolling his hips.
She went weak against him. “Mr Malfoy …”
“No, call me sir.”
“Yes, sir.”
Purring some more, he reached under her dress, wanting to feel up her young cunt. He made a noise of delight.
Lily was already wet for him. So wet that it soaked her knickers.
“Are you attracted to me?”
She hid her face and nodded.
“Very good, my dear, very good.” Then he kissed her so softly, not wanting to spook her.
She squeaked into his mouth, which only made him ease aside her knickers and find her clit, rubbing it. He deepened the kiss as he did this, and this time, she moaned.
“My son has fucked you, yes?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very good,” he said, and sank two fingers into her.
She cried out.
“This cunt is still so very unused,” he purred, pumping his fingers.
She clung to his shoulders and went to her toes. “Sir! Sir!”
“Mmm, has my son made you come? Has he?”
“I—I don’t think so.”
Draco had to laugh. “Of course, of course; it takes a man of experience to make a girl come. Oh, yes. And I shall give you an orgasm. Several of them. Just you wait.”
She moaned again.
Draco guided her to his bed, where he laid her down as if she were something so precious.
He undressed her with care, revealing her perfect tits, her perfect cunt.
“My Lord,” he murmured, and set about making love to her.
He kissed and kissed her as he pet her all over, getting her warmed up. She squirmed and cried beneath him, her thighs falling open.
He suckled her tits as he pet her cunt. She had lovely freckles all over. And a lovely ginger cunt.
His hungry mouth turned her light pink nipples a red so deep the colour was nearly purple.
And she loved every second of it.
“Tell me, has my son tasted this cunt?”
“A little …” she gasped shyly.
“Only a little? Tsk, tsk.” He kissed down her trembling stomach to eat her out.
Lily cried out at the first swipe of his tongue. Draco held her open as he buried his face between her thighs, licking and licking and licking.
Her young slick was heaven on his tongue.
And her cute little clit was so swollen for him.
Draco wrapped his lips around it and sucked.
Lily screamed.
She thrashed.
But he didn’t relent.
Then he eased two fingers inside her, going deep, fucking. He did this as he continued to nurse her clit and it all made her shatter.
Lily squirted as she came, writhing, her hands now buried in his hair. She thrust up, trying to ride his mouth, and there was so much wet that it dripped down his chin.
Draco didn’t stop even as her orgasm released her.
He began to rub up slowly, internally massaging her, and he gave her cunt little kitten licks as he did it.
“Oh, oh,” she cried, her tits heaving. Her thighs began to shake.
He made her come for a second time like that, teasing the orgasm out of her, and she went so tight around his fingers, gushing for him again.
“Perfect little minx,” he growled.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, obviously delirious from the pleasure.
He cackled loudly. “Mmm, my baby,” he purred.
If only Potter could see him now !!!
He cackled some more.
Lily was utterly relaxed now, limbs splayed out, eyes closed. He tore off his clothes quickly, wanting to take her like this.
Draco teased her clit as he eased inside her tight, tight cunt.
Her pretty eyes opened wide.
“Yeah, I bet you can come again, can’t you? Just on my tip. Go on. Let go.” He thrust inside only a little, over and over. He worked her clit harder as he did it.
She began to pant as her third orgasm washed over her.
Oh, to have a cunt …, he thought.
Yeah, he was a bit delirious, too.
“Are you ready for me to impregnate you?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
“Bad girl,” he laughed, and thrust all the way inside.
She moaned beneath him and squeezed around him.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. He purred in her ear: “Is Potter’s little girl a slut?”
“YES!”
“I fucking knew it,” he growled, and began to pound her into the mattress.
She shattered beneath him again, her slutty cunt going so fucking tight.
He did his best to hold on, he did, he did; but he was inside Potter’s little girl and his own son’s wife, and he was going to put his baby inside a woman, finally, finally—
Despite all his dirty talk, Draco was rather quiet as he orgasmed. All he could do was bury his face against her throat and pound his seed deep. He barely breathed as he rode the pleasure.
And Lily, the minx, grabbed his arse and urged him deeper and deeper, moaning.
After his orgasm, all Draco did was pull over and fall asleep. Luckily, he woke up only a little while later, and Lily was curled around him, dozing as well.
He kissed her until she woke up, too. “Potter’s little girl,” he purred.
She laughed hotly. “You’re fucked up.”
“Yes,” he said, and shoved her over and mounted her.
He took her from behind, wanting to make sure he left her pregnant, and he pounded and pounded.
“Daddy!” she cried out.
And, of course, he cackled again, breathless.
Draco spent the entire night making love to her. His old cock was just so hungry for her young pussy.
His back protested, though. So did his knees.
He had Lily ride him into dawn, his hands moulded over her bouncing tits.
And she continued to come, over and over. He especially enjoyed it when she squirted all over their thighs, making a mess.
Perfect, perfect little minx …
When it was all over, Lily laid in his arms, now purring herself. Her hand roamed up and down his sweaty chest, feeling him up, her wedding ring glinting in the gloom.
“Can we do this again, Daddy?”
“Ask your husband,” Draco said, and finally let himself pass out.
In his dream, Draco told Potter that it was he who had given him a grandchild. And Potter utterly exploded in rage. Howling. Brandishing his wand. And Draco merely smiled in wicked triumph.
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