Author's Note: I believe the crux is not the level of heat at the end, but how we arrive at that heat. This is a complete short story and not just rushing to the good stuff. Having said that, if quick stroke stories are what you prefer, this work might not be to your taste. The story does contain cheating, so if that's not your cup of tea, you have been warned. Now onto the story, hope you enjoy it.
Previously:
A moment of silence filled the room as Astoria began to contemplate the bet. She didn't understand the game, but she trusted Draco. She was still absolutely taken aback that he would even agree to bet her off like this, but at the same time trusted that would mean he was confident in his cards. Astoria bit her lip and looked up to her boyfriend, giving a nod.
"Is that a yes?" Harry asked.
Astoria nodded again, clearly embarrassed to even agree with the terms of the bet.
"Just to let you know, it really was a joke Astoria." Harry started, organising the chips in the middle of the table. "But Draco here seemed adamant to play along."
Astoria rolled her eyes at the obvious lies spilling from Harry's mouth. She walked up to the table, still nervous about the outcome of the hand. She trusted in her boyfriend, but being part of the 'bet' made it considerably more nerve-racking.
The two boys eyed their cards up despite having no further control as Draco was already all-in. Harry nodded to Draco in insinuation to show his cards. Giving out a big smile, Draco laid his cards on the table.
"Four of a kind, tens," Draco said, placing a further two tens onto the table.
Astoria didn't particularly understand the game, but the air of confidence from her boyfriend and the alignment of his cards lifted a great weight of doubt from her chest. Harry raised his brows in a small level of shock, clearly not expecting Draco's hand.
"Well played," Harry said, finally breaking the silence. He discarded his hand and pushed his chips over to Draco in defeat.
Astoria gave a weak smile to Draco who was practically beaming at this point. He gave a 'told-you-so sort of look back to her in response. Astoria wandered back to the sofa behind her as the boys continued the game, with chips heavily stacked in her boyfriend's favour. Astoria was still unsure about why she even agreed to the bet in the first place. She tried to convince herself that it was nothing to do with the looks Harry had been giving her or the lustful mood she was in at the time. The overwhelming sensation of anger and the prior lust continued to pace her mind as the game played on.
Another half-hour passed and so did the drinks. Astoria had given up on any attempts to try and flirt Harry out of a victory, her mind was still preoccupied with the happenings before. Taking another swig of her drink she thought of what would have happened if Draco did in fact lose. Surely there was no way he could bet a blowjob from his own girlfriend without having the best hand? As Astoria began to gulp at her drink, the thought of her giving head to her boyfriend's friend quickly flashed into her mind, she quickly tried to shake off the image.
Telling herself that the game was almost over, Astoria thought ahead to the long-awaited sex she had in store for her boyfriend. The want for her boyfriend wasn't as strong as it was before, as, in fact, she was a little offended that he even offered to bet her in the first place. But she was still as horny as before, if not more. She continued to tense her legs together, squeezing gently against her pussy to offer some relief to the want that was burning within her.
Astoria raised her bottle to her lips again, parting them around the end as she took another swig of drink, the thought that it was her boyfriend's member took to her mind instead. She stared vacantly ahead of her, picturing a figure towering above her as he pulled her lips down his shaft. The daydream cut short as she noticed at this point she was staring at Harry.
"Bit too much to drink?" Draco laughed, a little more relaxed due to his slightly bigger chip stack.
"I'm fine." Astoria smiled back, her attention between the two boys.
The night was getting a little later, but the weather was just as relentless. Astoria was fixated on the rain battering a nearby window before the sound of a mass amount of chips were moved into the middle of the table of the poker game. She looked at the boys, Draco had just placed the remainder of his chips on the table. He had had a rough last hour of playing, slowly having his chips bled by his friend. Harry sat confidently behind his remaining tower of chips.
"All-in," Draco said agitatedly.
"Alright, let's see 'em!" Harry said, nodding toward Draco's cards.
"Wait, wait." Draco started, still eyeing up his friends remaining poker chips. "You don't want to raise?"
"You don't have the chips to call!" Harry said, a little incredulous to Draco's challenge.
"I bet last time without the chips to call," Draco said, trying to approach the subject casually.
"I don't like this Draco," Astoria added, her statement ignored by the two boys.
"Yeah." Harry gave a little laugh. "But you bet a blowjob from your own girlfriend. C'mon Draco, I was joking last time."
"Bull shit you were, otherwise you wouldn't have gone through with the bet," Draco answered, his frustration showing at this point.
"You sure?" Harry said, his eyes darting between Draco and his girlfriend for mutual agreement.
"I'm sure," Draco said, before getting up from his seat and moving toward the couch. He quickly leaned in front of her and brought his lips to her ear, consulting her in secrecy.
"Tori..." Draco started before being cut off by a far more furious Astoria.
"Once was enough," Astoria said close to a shout, grabbing her boyfriend's hip and squeezing. It was hardly effective, but any pain she could inflict on him would do.
"I'm not actually betting you away." Draco began again, before being cut off once again.
"Because you can't lose, I know," Astoria said frustrated. "But the fact is you're still offering your girlfriend up for a blowjob like a piece of fucking meat."
"The last time, Tori." Draco pleaded, looking at his girlfriend in the eyes. "Trust me." He mouthed.
"Fine," Astoria said, her voice insinuating the little say she had in the matter, to begin with.
The pair got up from the couch, now considerably more interested in the hand being played now that the stakes had been raised. Harry stared down at Astoria as she made her way to the table, their eyes meeting for a second before he gave out a small smile. Astoria quickly turned her head toward the cards that were centred on the table.
Astoria waited nervously for her boyfriend to be seated and sort out the chip count in the middle. She was just as nervous as before, despite her boyfriend's confidence in the hand. She had barely gotten over the realisation that she had been bet away so thoughtlessly no more than an hour ago. Now here she was, about to watch the hand her boyfriend had bet a blowjob from her on. No matter the confidence Draco had right now, nothing would calm her nerves.
"Let's see 'em," Harry said breaking the silence, nodding toward the cards laid face down in front of Draco.
Draco hesitantly flipped his cards over, a slight tremble in his hands causing them to scatter a little on the table.
"Straight, two to six," Draco said, his eyes quickly meeting Harry's in anticipation of his response.
Much like before, Harry raised his brows in surprise, causing a similar sigh of relief to flood over Astoria. This was quickly extinguished as instead of discarding his hand face down, he placed his fingers under them, and flipped them over, ready for all to see.
"Full house," Harry said triumphantly. "Three's over Kings."
Draco's jaw dropped. Astoria's stomach turned. She wasn't an expert at the game, but from the reaction of her boyfriend, she knew the way the cards had played out.
"Wait." Astoria spluttered out as Harry began to reach for the chips. "You lost?"
Her boyfriend didn't say anything, he was still fixated and utterly gobsmacked by the hand his friend had just shown him.
"Oh, shit Draco," Astoria said, covering her mouth in shock. "What the fuck, you said you couldn't lose?"
"I..." Draco started.
"Holy fuck, I can't believe you just did that," Astoria said in complete shock. She felt like she was about to have a panic attack at what she had just witnessed.
Astoria's breathing began to get deeper and deeper, almost to the point where she was gasping for air. She looked to her boyfriend who was chewing on his knuckles at this point, still staring at the cards in front of him. Astoria turned around to face the other side of the room, her hand moving to her hair, pulling it hard in an attempt to try and tell if this was a dream or not. She turned around again and looked at Harry, who was sitting back comfortably, looking between the two with a smug smile on his face. Astoria paused, and raised a hand as if about to say something, though the number of drinks she had consumed that night prevented her from thinking of anything particularly inventive.
"Fuck this." Astoria finally said, looking at her boyfriend before storming out of the room.
The boys sat quietly before a loud slam of Draco and Astoria's bedroom door filled the house. It was only a few collective thoughts later before Draco spoke up.
"Look mate," Draco began. "Obviously I wouldn't actually let my girlfriend blow you."
"Hey, I said before this was all a joke." Harry started matter-of-factly. "But you were adamant you wanted to bet her."
"Yeah, as part of a joke." Draco laughed weakly.
"It wasn't 'part of a joke' when you so willingly took 120 galleons from me last time, Draco," Harry said a little angrier back to him.
The two paused as there was an inaudible shout of anger from the other room by Astoria, who had obviously been listening in to the conversation. She walked in rage to the frame of the open door and watched the boys deliberate an answer. Her temper was flaming at this point.
"Fine," Harry said in disappointment. "I don't want to be rude to you Astoria."
"It's not you who should be apologising." Astoria quickly spat back, looking between the boys.
"This was just a joke, to begin with." Harry started again. "But you took 120 galleons from me, and if you had won this hand you would have taken even more. I just didn't think you'd do something like that, Draco."
"No... no, you're right." Draco said apologetically, a strong wave of guilt swamping him over. "I have to pay up. I lost."
Like many times before that night, Astoria's heart skipped a beat. It almost sounded like her boyfriend was about to allow her to give his friend a blowjob! The fact that they were talking about this so casually caused far more than a stir of rage in Astoria. Her burning desire to be fucked that night had not gone away, but that was something she wanted from her boyfriend. Mind you, the way he treated her this night it's no more than he deserved. This taboo thought was washed away quickly.
"But you know I'm not going to let my girlfriend give you a blowjob." Draco finished, almost laughing at how silly he sounded even having to say that. "I'll get the galleons out from my vault to pay for my difference."
"Uh, thanks mate," Harry answered, still sounding a little betrayed. A quick moment of thought flooded Draco before he spoke again.
"How about a crate of this drink, too?" Draco offered, trying to remediate the situation. "You've been hitting these like no tomorrow, I know you love them."
"Alright, mate," Harry said, sounding a little happier at the offer. "Yeah, that sounds fair. Well, I'm seeing you at Theo's party on Saturday so if you just bring the money and..."
"No, no." Draco cut into Harry, standing up and grabbing his wand. "A bet's a bet, and I don't want to make you have to chase me up on this. I'll get your stuff now."
"Draco, you've been drinking," Astoria said, still angry at her boyfriend despite the settling of the game.
"I've kept them quiet for the last few hours, I'm barely tipsy." Astoria's boyfriend finished, moving from the table with a sense of purpose.
"No Draco, Astoria's right. It's no big deal, just bring them around on Saturday and it'll be square." Harry debated. "It's chucking down with rain and the only place that will sell the drinks will be..."
"The Hog's Head, I know." Draco cut in again, trying to show his honour in the stature of his gesture. They all knew it was a possibility that it might take him a significant amount of time to go to Gringotts, get the money out, buy the crate of drinks and make his way back.
"Draco, c'mon." Astoria started, approaching her boyfriend who was now making his way toward the front door of the house.
"Tori, listen." Draco started, turning to meet his girlfriend of 3 years. "I'll barely be gone an hour or so, and we can put all this stupid mess behind us. I have to pay him back, he's a friend."
"Pay him back on Saturday." Astoria sided with Harry on the subject.
"I'll feel bad if I don't do it now," Draco answered, adamant he would be sorting this out tonight. "Have a few more drinks and just chill with Harry until I get back."
This was exactly what Astoria didn't want. While the apparent guilt and generosity of her boyfriend caused part of her anger to fade, the flood of lust that had plagued her mind for the last few hours was not. She still couldn't believe her boyfriend would so daringly bet a blowjob from his own girlfriend like that, but at the same time, she needed him. A little annoyed at herself for her dependence on the man she shared a house with, she tried to convince him to stay.
The couple made their way to the front door. Draco prepared himself for the trip by grabbing a drink from the crate and his coat. Standing by the front door, preparing to apparate to Diagon Alley against the heavy weather outside, he turned and gave his stunning blonde girlfriend a peck against the cheek. Astoria gave no reaction, still feigning anger for his previous bet.
"See you then," Draco said, smiling. He opened the door and quickly ran outside, slamming it shut to avoid any rain dampening their carpets.
Astoria sighed, looking around the entrance hall awkwardly. The whole night had just taken turn after turn for the worse for her. A few hours ago, she had planned on wrapping the little game up and fucking her boyfriend absolutely senseless. She was still horny, and her anger lingered, she knew this wasn't the best combination to have. At the sound of her boyfriend apparating away, Astoria went to the kitchen and took a couple of the remaining drinks from the crate on the slab, bracing herself before entering the other room.
Harry was reading a magazine by the time she entered, but now slumped on the couch she had been sitting on earlier. Astoria walked in and sat adjacent to him, making sure she was as close to her arm as possible.
"You'll have your own crate of this soon." Astoria joked, offering a drink to Harry.
"Thanks," Harry answered, taking the drink and opening immediately. He took a swig from it before breaking another awkward silence. "I really am sorry about tonight, Astoria."
"Okay then," Astoria said vacantly.
"I mean it," Harry responded, picking up on her scepticism to his claim. "It was wrong of me to think of you as just another bet."
"It's not you who should be apologising," Astoria stated with a flair of anger that could have burnt the room down. "My ass of a boyfriend told me he had the best hand. So not only did he bet a blowjob from his own girlfriend, he lied to me about it."
"I'm sorry." Harry offered an apology, still quite guilty for taking part.
"It's not your fault. It's his." Astoria stated.
"I took him up on the bet. But you can't blame me for that." Harry laughed, now looking to Astoria. His joke didn't help calm her anger.
"Charming," Astoria answered, raising her eyebrows and looking back at Harry. Despite the confidence boost given by her anger at this point, Astoria's eyes diverted out of shyness to finish her sentence. "I would have loved to see his face if you made him pay up."
"And I would have been more than happy to," Harry stated, swigging his drink again. His tone had changed from apologetic to cocky.
"I don't think he would have appreciated that." Astoria smiled and laughed as the ice broke between the two.
"He made the bet. He has to deal with the consequences." Harry gave a straightforward answer.
"I think having his girlfriend blow you would be a bit too harsh." Astoria teased a little in response.
The conversation turned far more light-hearted, especially for the nature of the topic. Astoria wouldn't have guessed that the pair would be talking so nonchalantly about giving blowjobs, especially giving one to her boyfriend's friend who was sitting right next to her. She knew nothing would come of the conversation, but watched Harry with interest as his intentions became a little clearer by the questions he asked her over the space of the next half hour.
"Would you have done it?" Harry began to ask Astoria. "If Draco said it was ok, would you have done it?"
"Would I have sucked you?" Astoria asked in retaliation, answering his question with another question to allow herself some time to gauge a suitable answer.
"Well, to put it like that. Yes." Harry laughed at the abruptness of Astoria's question.
"I love Draco," Astoria answered, taking a swig of her drink and smiling back at Harry.
"That's not an answer." Harry smiled, pushing toward a definite 'yes' or 'no' response.
"I love Draco," Astoria repeated, smiling again before downing the remainder of her drink. "I also love sleep."
Astoria was hardly tired, as a matter of fact, she was completely wired by this point. But she thought on the other hand that talking to her boyfriend's friend about blowing him while they were alone in the house was pushing it a little too far, no matter the thrills she was getting from it. She decided to play it safe and cut the conversation then and there.
"Oh, well you're no fun," Harry said, trying to convince her to uphold the conversation.
"I am, I've just had far too much fun for one night." Astoria laughed, standing up. She was quite drunk by this point, but still able to maintain her balance.
"Stay and talk," Harry asked as Astoria began to leave the room. "It'll be fun."
"I'm going to bed." Astoria beamed at Harry as she began to make her way to her bedroom.
Astoria would be lying if she said she didn't like the attention Harry had been giving her all night. The thrill of looking over and having him eye her up, the shaking sensation she felt when she was being bet away by her boyfriend, the subtle teasing with Harry moments before. She knew full well that Harry had meant none of the bets as a joke, and was trying to salvage any attempt of getting her to pay up. But her boyfriend had already sorted that. She made her way to the bedroom she shared with Draco, stumbling a little on the door as she walked into the room.
"I promise you, it'll be fun," Harry shouted from the other room. Astoria could hear the cheekiness in his voice.
"I'm going to bed!" Astoria laughed at Harry's last attempt before closing the door behind her.
Without putting in the effort of getting changed, Astoria slumped onto the bed she shared with Draco and closed her eyes. The drink had made her head spin, but it was only a slight distraction from what she had been feeling all night. Her mind quickly crept to the thought of having Draco home, the thought of this made her spread her legs in the heat of the moment. No matter how angry she was at her boyfriend right now she couldn't deny how horny she was. Talking about sucking off Harry to him set her on edge enough, she needed to have him home.
Astoria's mind continued to wander over the positions she'd want Draco to take her with. As perverted as it sounded, Astoria loved fucking her boyfriend whilst she was angry with him. Using him solely for a means of pleasure. Her mind raced as she pictured herself naked on top of him, holding down on his chest as she drove herself against his cock, building selfishly toward her own orgasm. The thought made an idle hand of hers begin to wander toward her pussy.
But much like many times that night, before any sense of 'relief' could take hold of Astoria, her mirror had begun to glow and ring. Her attention quickly snapped away from the seductive thought as she reached out and checked. It was Draco.
"This could be fun," Astoria said to herself quietly before answering the call.
"Hey, Tori," Draco answered.
"Hey, Draco," Astoria responded with a sultry vibe. She resumed her position on her back, her hand began to make its way to the buckle of her jeans as she talked.
"Look, I'm in Gringotts now." Draco started, sounding a little hesitant to even bring up the reason for his call. "I have something to ask you."
"Ohhh?" Astoria responded. Her hand was slowly creeping under her jeans toward her panties, which were practically soaked by this point in the evening. She wasn't sure if her boyfriend had picked up on her drunken lust at this point. "What's that Draco?"
There was a short pause before Draco continued.
"Obviously I'm going to pay Harry back." He started, pausing a little as if trying to word his question perfectly. "But I already exhausted my monthly borrowing limit and I'm a little down due to our game so, I was wondering if you could pay for the drink now? I'll pay you back on Saturday when I can withdraw again!"
Astoria's hand retracted immediately. The longing to have her boyfriend listen to her little show was over. She couldn't quite believe the nerve of him.
"Excuse me!?" She asked, trying to get some sort of sense out of her boyfriend.
"Well, my vault has to maintain a minimum balance so naturally I can't withdraw more and pay for the drink. So, I took your bag to pay for it when I got here." Draco responded hesitantly, almost wincing at the reaction of his girlfriend. "I was going to ask you before I left but I forgot."
"Draco, this is beyond a fucking JOKE." Astoria came close to yelling the last word in rage, only holding back after remembering Harry was still in the house.
"Look, I'll pay you back. We just need to cover Harry for tonight and we're all square." Draco finished, trying to convince his girlfriend to part with her money.
Astoria had simply had enough by this point. Having him bet her away to his friend, the lying about his hand, taking her Gringotts bag without asking? Astoria had been thrown every which way between anger, lust and forgiveness for one night. She let out a sigh and a moment of silence came between them. Astoria had come up with a solution.
"Draco." She started sounded more agitated than her boyfriend had ever heard her. "This was just a stupid fucking bet. I'm going to tell Harry to forget about the whole deal and we'll be done with this."
"But I have to pay up," Draco answered.
"I don't care." Astoria retorted in frustration. "Deal with it later then, I'm going to talk him out of it for the time being."
"Really?" Draco asked thankfully.
"Yes, really." Astoria came close to screaming again. "It's a stupid bet, and I'm going to tell him to forget about it. He won a shit ton of money from you and he won't care about a measly drink crate anyway."
A moment's pause. Draco deliberated what to say next.
"Thank you, Tori." Draco finally spoke.
"I'm still mad at you." Astoria finished, hanging up.
Astoria stared at the screen for a moment. She thought to herself quietly before placing it in her pocket and standing up from the bed. Her head was still spinning as she opened her door and began to walk through to the living room in which Harry was sat. She entered the room as Harry was about to open another bottle of drink, he looked up at her and gave a very smug smile.
"News from Draco?" Harry asked based on what he had heard her yell.
"Yes, actually," Astoria said, now standing in front of him in the middle of the room at this point. "It's about the bet you made with him before."
"I remember that one." Harry smiled, meeting Astoria's eyes. The harshness of her stare didn't phase him at all.
"He wanted to pay for the drink with my money." Astoria started, interrupted by the shocked laughter of Harry. "And so I told him to forget about the drink and the money."
Harry's laugh faded. He was a little unsure if Astoria was being serious at this point. But from the stern detail of her face, it was hard for her to be anything but at that point.
"He said he'd pay up," Harry stated.
"I'm going to pay up," Astoria said breaking eye contact with Harry as she said it.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked, unsure about the arrangement.
"The original bet, I'm going to pay the original bet," Astoria said, shuffling a little closer to Harry at this point.
"Which was a blowjob from you." Harry laughed, hoping this wasn't part of a cruel joke, but feigned off his innocence for the time being.
"My 'boyfriend'." Astoria started, putting a lot of emphasis on the word boyfriend. "bet me away to a friend of his for a blowjob, he lied to me about the terms of the bet and then took my bag expecting me to pay up for his fuck ups. I'm not letting him get away with that."
"You're serious?" Harry asked, sitting up from his seat in anticipation.
"Yes," Astoria answered sternly. "But there's one rule."
"Anything." Harry smiled back at her, still shocked that they were having the conversation, to begin with.
"You can't tell Draco I did this. You have to tell him I convinced you to forget about the stupid bet, and that you'll call it evens." Astoria stated as part of her demand.
"Well, if I can use that mouth of yours, you'll definitely convince me," Harry suggested to her, biting his lip as Astoria began to move a little closer.
To be continued…