AC:3
It was dark where she was. Dark and a little cold- but that was most likely due to the fact that she was completely starkers, save a pair of socks.
She took slow, deep, even breaths in and out. It was a technique she'd read about in some muggle magazine what seemed like ages ago.
Relax, Luna, just relax. Whatever happens won't be so bad, most times it's good.
Luna shifted on the bedding, crossed her feet at the ankles and adjusted her arms above her. She'd been asleep in her private dungeon last she could recall and had awoken in these chambers that she couldn't see because of the blindfold. The binding on her wrists wasn't very tight this time; she was able to shift the length of either arm at a time, sort of like a pulley mechanism. That meant she probably wasn't receiving a visit from Mister Malfoy or Blaise.
Again, she took slow, deep, even breaths in and out. So much time passed that her breathing technique had nearly succeeded in lulling her to sleep when she felt the bed sag under someone's weight.
Small, soft hands feathered down the center of her body, stirring her from the light rest she'd begun to take. Lips skittered along the edge of her jawline. Luna shifted, uncrossing her legs as the hand moved south, teasing the outer lips of her cunt.
Up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down. The lips and fingers traveled a similar course until Luna shifted and sighed, yearning for more.
"Mmmm," her tongue wet her lips when the fingers explored between her folds.
Her clit was stroked, her inner walls caressed, her neck tasted, her breasts kissed. She gasped when she felt heat and weight above her, slowly lowering down until resting a top of her.
Breasts; warm, full, supple breasts laid against hers. Moisture; hot, running, sticky moisture found her lower belly. A tongue wove its way past her parted lips and Luna eagerly met it as their hands twined. Their tongues glided over one another, Luna bit at the tip of the tongue before sucking on it.
Its owner gave a throaty moan and ran her hands down Luna's arms to cup her breasts. The hands squeezed tenderly, and Luna parted her legs and contracted them around her hips to rub her pussy against hers.
"Mmm, Looney. Again, rub again."
As she did so, they feasted on each other's mouths, suckling on lips, teeth scraping, tongues swirling and exploring the taste of their mouths. Luna pulled her right hand down, drawing her left hand up to the bed and stroked a breast as she raised her head to deepen the kiss. Pussy juices flowed and mixed as they pressed together. Luna's hand found her lover's hair, smoothed it over her shoulder and stroked before tangling her fingers in the strands.
A hand slid down and pulled Luna's leg up until her foot rested flat on the bed, the mouth found her left breast and sucked hard as her finger made its way into her pussy. She added another finger, kissing her way down her stomach, her tongue dipping into her belly button as her hand worked faster and faster between Luna's thighs; still, her lips traveld further down until they wrapped around her clit.
"Pansy," Luna panted out her climax. "Untie me, Pansy; let me touch you."
She suckled on Luna's clit hard and Luna's body twitched. Her hands were no longer bound and the first thing Luna did was push the blindfold off of her eyes. On her knees, she forced Pansy to lie on her back. Luna pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and inserted her middle and ring fingers inside of Pansy- rotating them back and forth slowly.
Moaning, Pansy reached out and gathered Luna's hair and laid it on her back. Luna pushed Pansy flat on the bed and kissed a wet trail across her abdomen as her hand's pace increased. Her other hand found her breasts and squeezed- hard, soft, tugging. Sighs, moans escaped Pansy to accompany the suctioning sounds Luna's mouth made as she slurped the juices from Pansy's pussy, French kissed inside of her folds, using her fingers and mouth to make her cum.
Luna drank the nectar as Pansy convulsed under her orgasm; Luna continued to lick, suck, and touch as Pansy rode the high out. When she'd stilled, Luna kissed the bend of her knee, petting her breasts and nipples.
On a deep sigh, Pansy sat up and wrapped her arms loosely around Luna's waist as she crushed her lips against hers. Luna pulled away, keeping a hold on Luna's tongue as she went.
"Turn around."
Pansy shifted until her back was to Luna and Luna brushed her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck, and roughly cupped her breasts. Her lips found the nape of Pansy's neck as she placed her now dripping pussy on Pansy's arse. Working her hips, Luna rubbed her clit against the smooth cheek of Pansy's arse while her fingers located her clit to rub hard. Pansy cried out, moving her hips in the opposite direction of Luna's. Her juices ran down her thighs, Luna bit at her shoulder. Placing her hand on top of Luna's she increased the pressure on her clit and coated two fingers in her own juices as she came again, hard. One knee gave out underneath her and she slumped forward onto the bed, her face buried in the covers as Luna lavished kisses across her shoulder blades and upper back.
Her breathing returned to normal and Pansy took the fingers wet with her own cum and reached her arm backward to encircle the pink pucker of Luna's arse.
"Yeeeeees," Luna groaned, her hips moving faster to create friction on her clit as Pansy's fingers delved into her anus.
Pansy's finger moved in and out in and out until she was able to add a second finger. Luna keened in the back of throat as her finger trembled; Pansy backed her arse into Luna harder and harder, pinning Luna between her arse and arm.
Luna's body stiffed an instant before her cum ran all over the arse of Pansy.
They slid to the bed, Luna's arms tightening around Pansy as Pansy pecked kisses at her lips.
"I came all over your bum," Luna said softly.
With a smirk and a shrug, Pansy caressed her face. "I love that you're a squirter."