* ~ The Eighth Year Universe Series ~ *
PART FOUR
Brave New World
Chapter 80: The More the Merrier [MATURE]
! - WARNING MATURE CONTENT - !
Harry x Daphne x Neville x Lilly
NOT CENTRAL TO THE MAIN STORYLINE. So please skip if it isn't your thing!
Getting back to Potter Manor was messy and blurry. But somehow, they all found themselves falling through the bedroom door into Harry and Daphne's ridiculously oversized bed.
Lilly commented on the stupidly big bed, and Daphne shut her up by kissing her, as had become the standard lately. Only this time, Lilly didn't object; she melted into the kiss and let her arms rest around Daphne's neck.
In a whole host of messy, drunken magic involving vanishing charms, they ended up naked, and Harry was kissing Daphne's neck as he knelt behind her, his hard cock pressing against her arse.
Neville was in a similar position behind Lily, the sight of their other halves kissing turned them on at the best of times, so this was a dream come true. After all, Neville and Harry had never been shy to admit that their best friends other halves were hot.
Nobody was really sure who would make the first move, but it came as no surprise when it turned out to be Daphne. She broke the kiss with Lilly, who still managed to look embarrassed, regardless of how drunk she was.
"Have fun with Neville. It'll help you relax," Daphne said with a carefree smirk.
Before Lilly's brain could catch up to what that meant, Daphne had pushed Harry back on the bed and dipped her head down to take his hard cock into her mouth.
The logical part of her brain, the part clinging to the 'good girl' image, wanted to run away from the challenge, but the alcohol said otherwise.
"Oh, fuck it, we've come this far," and shoved Neville back too. She followed Daphne's example and took his length into her mouth, eliciting a groan from his lips as he automatically moved his hips up.
Harry, on the other hand, grabbed Daphne's hair and pushed her onto his cock. She took the whole length without gagging, and a groan left his lips too. He did the same thing a few more times, then Daphne got bored and pulled off his cock. She met Harry's eye, and he knew what she wanted, so he got onto his knees, moved behind her and slipped into her with ease.
"Fuck," Harry groaned, "You do like kissing Lilly," he murmured, his own lips dragging along her neck.
Lilly - who was still letting Neville fuck her mouth. Harry found that just as hot as Daphne did.
From there on out, it got out of hand - everyone had drunk too much, and now that they had gotten this far, inhibitions flew out of the window. From the moment Daphne bent down to kiss Neville while Harry thrust into her, he knew all bets were off.
Neville couldn't help himself, he put a hand on the back of Lilly's head and moved her mouth over his cock more vigorously as Daphne slipped her tongue into his mouth, and Harry groaned as he thrust into her hard and fast. He was happy to share, up to a point, when he pulled her head back by her hair and kissed her himself.
It was then that Lilly moved up Neville with more confidence than she'd had before. She positioned herself above him and slid onto his cock, and Neville threw his head back against the pillows with a groan.
Harry released Daphne from the kiss, and she immediately flipped them so she could straddle him too. The position made it perfect for Daphne to turn her head to the side and kiss Lilly while they both rode their other halves.
The groans that left Harry and Neville's mouths were identical, and Lilly gasped against Daphne's lips too. The smell of sex and the sounds of it were rife in the air.
It wasn't a secret that Daphne and Harry were kinkier, or more experimental than Neville and Lilly, so nobody was really surprised when Lilly ended up cumming first, but the other three still found it ridiculously hot.
Neville knew what she looked like in the throes of passion, of course, but the other two didn't and seeing Lilly, who was usually entirely in control, totally lose control almost tipped Harry over the edge too. With a bit of gentle persuasion, Daphne wasn't far behind.
Lilly was still breathing heavily as she lay on her back on the bed, "Oh my god, we're going to regret this in the morning," she murmured.
"What, you're done already?" Daphne teased, kissing her lightly, then crawling up the bed and grabbing Harry. He knew her cues, and he knew what she liked sexually well enough by now, so he slipped his still hard cock into her, and she moaned, rocking back against him.
Lilly gave her what was meant to be an irritated look, but it didn't really work on account of it being laced with lust, "Shut up."
Daphne smirked, then gasped when Harry thrust into her particularly hard, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
"Guess I'll have to take care of Neville for you then," Daphne said, her eyes flashing playfully as she leant down and took Neville's cock into her mouth.
Neville's gasp was partly in surprise but also pleasure. Harry thrust into her harder and murmured a few choice words in her ear, which made her moan past Neville's cock.
Lilly didn't want to admit that she was as turned on as she was while she watched her best friend suck her fiancés cock while her husband fucked her, but she was.
The harder Harry thrust, the deeper Daphne took Neville's cock, and Neville's groans just got louder. Harry took pity on Lilly and grabbed her hand, pulling her up the bed a little so that he could kiss her. She was a little more tentative than she was with Daphne, but she returned the kiss all the same.
Then Lilly got her confidence back; she grabbed Daphne's hair and pulled her off Neville's cock, "Who said I was okay with sharing?" she quipped, replacing Daphne's mouth with her own.
Neville groaned louder, "Fuck, Lilly," he hissed.
Daphne smirked and ran her tongue along the base of Neville's cock until her mouth met Lilly's, and they kissed messily.
"Sharing's more fun," Daphne said, her eyes sparkling mischievously, "Besides, I knew you wouldn't do it."
Lilly's eyes flashed, "Just watch me."
Daphne's smirk widened, "Put your money where your mouth is then."
Harry chuckled at the look in Neville's eyes, he was far more surprised than Harry was, but Harry had seen this coming for months, ever since Paris if he was honest. It also helped that there had been that brief thing between himself, Daphne and Susan in their eighth year.
Still, his amusement turned to pleasure pretty quickly. Neville slipped into Lilly from behind, and Daphne nudged Harry closer to her best friend.
Lilly took his cock in her mouth, and Harry groaned, struggling not to grab her hair and be rough with her because she wasn't Daphne.
"Oh, she can handle it," Daphne said, reading Harry's mind.
So Harry trusted her and grabbed hold of Lilly's hair, and she moaned in response.
"See?" Daphne quipped.
Harry groaned and muttered, "Come here."
Daphne obliged, and Harry kissed her hard as Neville pounded into Lilly, forcing her onto his cock. He felt bad about the fact he almost came when she gagged on his cock.
"Lilly," Neville groaned, his fingertips digging into her hips, "I'm going to..." he followed his words up with a groan as he thrust into her erratically, and Lilly moaned too, climaxing for a second time.
Those two were well and truly done, on the verge of passing out from a combination of exhaustion and drunkenness, but Harry and Daphne weren't.
Daphne slipped down onto Harry's hard dick and rode him hard. He grabbed her by the neck and held her there, thrusting up into her with as much force as he could. Her moans and gasps got louder, turning into cries of, "Yes, Harry, fuck, yes!"
Harry pulled her up onto her knees and got behind her, sliding into her with force and grabbing her tits as he did. After that, she didn't last long, and as she cried his name and came, her walls tightening around his cock, Harry thrust into her hard and groaned her name as he followed her over the edge.
With breathy gasps, they collapsed onto the bed with Lilly and Neville. Needless to say, it didn't take long for them to follow them into a state of drunken satedness.
~ TBC ~