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Warning: This work may be offensive to some readers. This work also has explicit sexual content, including kink of unspecified consent. Feel free to back out if need be.

Author's Note: …I don't do smut often, but I like to think that I make up for that?

Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Ministry (Winter Year 1); RAVEN (2023); MC4A (Winter Year 5)
Individual Challenges: Old Shoes (Y); Bucket Listing (Y); Two Cakes (Y); Eating Cake (Y); In a Flash; Zed Era; Ship Sails
Ministry Challenges: RRD [Day 21] (Audrey/Marcus)
RAVEN Challenges: Settings [149](Workshop); Items [109](Scissors); Colors [153](Watermelon)
Other Challenges: Zee Monthly [Day 24](Draw)
Other MC4A Challenges: Ship (n/a)[FaMed2 (Jock/Cheerleader)]; Chim [Rick]("Louder than Words" – Tick, Tick, Boom; Life/Death);Fire [x3](Citrus Sweet); Hang [Phrase 4] (n/a); Soup [X](X-Rated)
Representation(s): Audrey Weasley/Marcus Flint; Background Audrey Weasley/Puddlemere United
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: n/a
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: Share (Ameliorate); CM (Briar; Yogin; Navigate); LiCK (Pansy); AD (Association; Amphibian)
Word Count: 3179 words

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Team Player
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Audrey finished up carving the section she was working on and set her etching knife down on her work bench. Then she stretched her aching back and shoulders. She had been at it for several hours already, and her back was complaining about that fact very loudly. She rolled her shoulders and shook out her arms. She also rolled her head on her neck. The movements helped but not a whole lot, so she decided that a break was in order.

Not to mention that the process of enchanting things was always a grueling one, even something as readily reactive and easily carved as rowan. She wanted nothing more than a nap.

She wandered up from her workshop in the basement to the main floor of the house she shared with the Puddlemere United quidditch team. The arrangement was still relatively new. It had only been about six months since she had started sleeping with the team and only four months since they had moved in together.

When the team wasn't on tour, she had gotten into the habit of wearing very little clothing around the house. (Her workshop and cooking being exceptions, for obvious reasons.) Now walking around in anything more than a shirt and panties felt strange. So the first thing she did once she reached the living room was strip off her clothes to just her black exercise tank top and watermelon pink boy shorts. Then she collapsed onto one side of the sectional, not even bothering with a blanket before falling into a deep sleep.

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Audrey woke to the feeling of anal beads being slowly pushed into her ass. She groaned and shifted slightly against the cushions. Judging by how loose and wet she was, whoever was kneeling beside her knees must have been going for several minutes already. She must have really exhausted her magical reserves if she slept through the prep necessary to get her to this point.

"Shh, sweetheart, it's me. You're fine."

Audrey recognized Marcus' gravelly voice. She relaxed more fully into position as Marcus worked the largest bead into her asshole. There was a moment when the stretch felt impossible, just like every other time Marcus brought out this particular toy (which was frequently as it was his favorite to use on her). Then the widest part got past her rim and the rest slid into place smoothly. The contrast between her now-full ass and empty pussy just increased her arousal. She couldn't hold back her moan.

Marcus rolled Audrey over, shifting her so that both her legs draped over his thick thighs to be trapped between his body and the back of the couch. Out of instinctual habit, she crossed her wrists over her head. Audrey realized that Marcus had just pulled the back of her panties down rather than removing them entirely. Her tank top had gotten rucked halfway up her ribs, too. Being in disarray like that made her feel more exposed than if she was completely naked. She squirmed a bit at the feeling. It jostled the beads inside her, making her moan again.

Marcus pinched her thigh.

"Ow. What was that for?" Audrey pouted, too fuzzy from her nap and horniness to make sense of Marcus' behavior. He shook his head and gave her a lecherous grin, pinching Audrey again. "Ow!"

"Oh, did that hurt, sweetheart?" Marcus' tone sounded overly saccharine and not at all apologetic. It really shouldn't have made her pussy clench the way it did. He lifted her leg to place a conciliatory kiss on the spot he had pinched. "Do I have your attention?"

Audrey shook herself out of his sleep-daze and focused back in on Marcus. Only then did Audrey nod. She was officially awake—maybe not completely, but definitely enough that Marcus had her full attention. Marcus immediately made any attempt to actually focus moot by running his large hands over the bare skin of her thighs. "Coach decided to keep the other teammates in Berlin for another day. Since Oliver didn't want to risk getting caught in a lie, he sent me to let you know that your date moved back a day." She hummed to show that she understood. "So it's just you and me in the house tonight."

His hands trailed up to Audrey's waist. Restlessly, she wiggled deeper into his grip, distracted by the proximity of Marcus' hand to her groin. Marcus pinched her again, this time on the dip just below her ribs.

"Ow! Mean," Audrey accused with a huff. Marcus appeared to be getting a little distracted himself as his callused fingers slid her tank top up even farther to reveal the nipple rings that he had gotten her a couple of months ago. Her head pressed harder into the couch cushion as she arched into the touch.

With the team at an away game in another country, she had not been fucked in two days. It was driving her mad, honestly. Yes, she could come from masturbating, but it always felt so much emptier without someone else at least watching anymore. So she was feeling a bit sensitive even before waking up to Marcus playing with her.

Now if she could just convince him to move things along.

"Since we do have an entire house to ourselves and a long, unoccupied night—" Audrey rolled her hips up in blatant invitation. "—wanna see what we can get up to?"

Marcus made a show of considering the offer before he smiled wolfishly.

"Yeah, baby," he agreed. "But first, I think you need to be punished for overworking again." Audrey felt her stomach tighten in anticipation. Marcus had told Audrey back when they attended Hogwarts together that he always felt like Audrey needed someone looking after her, someone to make sure that she remembered basic self-care things like eating or taking breaks before collapsing in exhaustion. In their last year, they had discovered that very occasionally what she needed was to be punished for failing to do so.

She squirmed at the thought of it. The shifting beads made fire dance through her nerves. That just made her holes clench repeatedly as her pussy leaked her arousal onto the gusset of her panties and drip down her perineum. Gods, she needed to be fucked soon.

"Please," she groaned as she continued to writhe in place. "Please! Please punish me."

Audrey let out a whine of pure want at the sight of Marcus putting on a stern expression. It was like watching the curtains of a grand stage pulling back to reveal the dominant ready to put her in her place. They were both falling into the mood.

"You remember our rules? Safe words? what to call me?" Marcus asked as he efficiently manhandled Audrey into a kneeling position on the wide couch. Audrey shivered and nodded as Marcus arranged her so that her chest rested against the back of the sofa and her ass stuck out. Marcus pulled her hands behind her back and had her grip the opposite wrist. Then Audrey heard the slide of a drawer in the end table, and Marcus leaned back into her space and tied her arms into position.

"Oh, thank you, Sir," Audrey murmured, tugging lightly to help check the circulation. The rope was soft but tight enough that Audrey could barely move her arms from the shoulder down. Something hard and round pressed into her palm. She gripped it tightly, recognizing it as the jingle ball that served as a nonverbal safe word.

"Quiet, Audrey. No speaking out of turn." Marcus paused behind him, and Audrey felt a light tug of her tank at the base of his spine. "Hm. I didn't think. How attached are you to this shirt?"

"I don't care if you cut it off so long as you repair it later." Audrey wiggled her hips in an effort to move things along, but all she got for her efforts was a sharp swat to her flank.

"Terribly demanding of you, Audrey. I'll have to add that to the total."

Marcus grabbed the shears he had pulled from the drawer along with the rope. Carefully, he went about efficiently cutting the shirt off of her. He left her panties pulled down to just below her ass cheeks. The lacy fabric effectively kept her legs closed even as her position gave Marcus access to both of her holes. It was difficult to resist pressing into the cold, smooth metal of the scissor blades and letting it soothe the heat that was racing over Audrey's skin. Once Marcus had finished, he laid the scissors back on top of the end table within easy reach.

"Alright, Audrey, we can begin now. First, how are you feeling? Ropes good?" Audrey gave a quick affirmation. "And I assume you realize that this is a punishment scene?" Audrey snorted at the reminder but gave another yes. "Good. So let's start."

Marcus moved behind him and pressed his groin against Audrey's rear, driving the beads just a tiny bit deeper. Audrey had to swallow a groan at the heat that was pouring off him as well as the feel of his slacks against her bare skin.

"Do you know what you're being punished for, girl?" he whispered in Audrey's ear. Audrey moaned softly, already feeling keyed up.

"No, Sir." Marcus immediately pinched the skin over Audrey's ribs as a reprimand. "Mph. Sorry, Sir. Uh. Working too late?" Another pinch, this time on her other side and hard enough that Audrey yelped. "Sorry, Sir! For...not sleeping?" One more pinch, on the underside of Audrey's left breast. "Sorry, Sir! For—for sleeping on the couch?" She sighed when no pinch was forthcoming. Instead Marcus straightened up from where he had been draped over Audrey's back.

"Good girl," Marcus praised. He ran a hand down her back soothing. His deft fingers gave the handle of the string a quarter twist that made her jerk in response. "I mean, it took a couple tries, but you got it right in the end. And why is that bad, Audrey?" He started massaging Audrey's ass, digging his fingers into the thick muscles to warm them in preparation. She managed to control herself enough to just shiver at the way the massage made the beads shift.

"Because...because I sleep better in my own bed?" Audrey hazarded, and a slap whistled through the air and landed on the back of Audrey's right thigh. "Sir! Sorry, Sir!" Marcus ran his fingers gently over the spot he had hit, appreciating the soft, rosy glow that was already coming to the surface.

"You got it," Marcus confirmed, running his fingers gently over the spot he had hit and appreciating the rosy hue that was already coming to the surface. He hummed as if in thought. "I think ten will do for that infraction." Audrey's cunt clenched and she pressed backwards into Marcus' hands. "Why else are you being punished, Audrey?"

At that, Audrey had to pause and genuinely think. She couldn't think of another rule that she'd broken, so she risked it and just said that. Marcus wasn't likely to hold it against her in any serious way. He draped himself over Audrey's back and press his lips to the nape of her neck.

"I appreciate your honesty, Audrey. You're being very good for me." The words sent a soft wave of pleasure rolling through Audrey. Then Marcus continued. "However, we're clearly need to address this so that you remember the rule in future."

He reached up suddenly with both hands and twisted Audrey's nipples viciously. Audrey choked on air as her body sought to both get away from the pain and to push closer in a silent plea for more. Being bound and stuffed full made everything more intense. When he finally released her nipples, all she could do was lay there panting and trying to get her thoughts to be something other than static.

"Now that Oliver let you get your sweet tits decorated, you're not allowed to hide them, remember? If you have your piercings in, you can't cover them up, sweetheart." Marcus rolled the piercing between his fingers as Audrey twitched and jerked with the movements. Abruptly, Marcus let go and straightened fully. "So I think ten for the infraction, and an extra ten to help you remember the rule. You will count, Audrey, understand?"

"Yes, sir," Audrey said immediately. Marcus stood back up. He dragged Audrey's panties down to the backs of her knees, letting them act as another restrain. His fingers trailed over the curve of her ass before brushing over the dripping lips of her pussy. Almost absently, he tugged on the handle of the anal beads, pulling the last bead out enough that she could feel the stretching of her rim before pressing it back inside.

Audrey jumped in surprise as Marcus' first strike came suddenly, cracking sharply across Audrey's ass. The beads carried the blow's vibrations deeper. She could feel herself slipping into that warm spot in her mind where everything seemed possible. Her muscles loosened enough that she dropped forward over the couch's back.

"One, Sir," Audrey said as clearly as she could. She knew Marcus would get her nice and worked up. She trusted the man to get her where she needed. Another smack, this time right where Audrey's thigh met her ass. "Two! Two, Sir." Another, right over the meat of Audrey's rear. "Three, Sir!"

Marcus continued steadily, working Audrey over until her entire backside was glowing red and prickled at every shift of air over it. A pause drew Audrey out of her desperate attempts to stay still. Marcus ran a finger across the sensitized skin, drawing abstract shapes that made her thoughts scatter like birds.

"Sir?"

"The number, sweetheart." Marcus squeezed one of her ass cheeks, shifting the beads and making Audrey shiver.

"Eight-eighteen, Sir?"

"That's correct, Audrey," Marcus cooed. He punctuated it with a soft pat. "Such a good job counting for me, baby. Let's keep going." Then Marcus ordered, "if you need to come, you tell me."

He was faster when he started this time, barely giving her time to count. For each strike, Marcus picked a new patch of skin. By the time they had reached twenty-five, Audrey's ass and thighs were as bright red as her panties. Some of the meatier areas would probably bruise.

"Sir! Sir, please, I can't—I'm gonna come!" Audrey gasped, writhing against the sofa.

She tugged ineffectually against the rope around her arms and the panties keeping her knees together. Slick was dripping from her cunt enough to have already soaked the watermelon fabric of her panties. Her entire body felt heavy and tight. She had never felt so empty as her pussy clenched jealously around nothing while her ass had the string of beads.

Marcus draped himself over Audrey's back. At some point, he had pulled out his cock and now it was nestled between Audrey's cheeks. She groaned underneath him as the pressure abraded already-tender skin. He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, just behind her ear.

"You're so sweet, baby girl. I can't see how anybody wouldn't love this, crave this, when you look so beautiful. You look perfect like this, begging me to spank you until you come." Marcus nipped at her neck. "We're going to finish your punishment, and you're going to come right as I give you the last blow." He nipped her again. "And then you're going to stay still for me while I fuck your ass until I come."

Audrey sobbed and nodded, past being able to use words. Marcus leaned back and hit Audrey twice, once on each cheek. The force was enough to shake the couch.

"Brace yourself, sweetheart," Marcus warned her. "We haven't punished your greedy little quim yet." Then he pinned her in place with a hand on the small of her back before delivering three sharp smacks right over Audrey's pussy. Audrey screamed, tear trickling down her face as she came on the last blow just as she had been ordered. Marcus gripped both her ass cheeks, squeezing them and pulling them apart enough that she felt her rim gapping wetly around the bead.

"Fuck, you're so good, sweetheart," he praised. "You were so good for me, such a good girl."

The words warmed her as much as the heat still radiating from her lower half. She could feel herself building towards another orgasm. Marcus beginning to pull out the string of anal beads was only speeding that along. She couldn't stop the whine that escaped her as the smallest bead left her body.

"I know," he soothed as he gripped her bound wrists in one hand and lined his cock up to her fluttering hole with the other. "I know you're empty. Let's fix that, shall we?"

In one sudden move, Marcus yanked her backwards. Audrey let out a wail as she came again just from being impaled on his hard cock. Her pussy spasmed in silent demand for something to fill it as well. Marcus slid his hands around her body, pulling her upright so that she was kneeling with her entire back pressed against his front. Her feet hung off the edge of the couch on either side of his knees. He moved his hands to cup her breasts, the hoops sticking out between his fingers.

Audrey panted softly but didn't even try to move, determined that she was going to be good. Marcus grinned as he used his grip on her breasts to pull her forward until just the head of his cock remained inside her ass. Then he yanked her back, fully sinking into her again. He set a steady rhythm as he began to fuck her in earnest.

After only a few strokes, Audrey was crying out from another orgasm. Marcus yanked sharply on the hoops through her nipples without even breaking his stride. Audrey jerked in his hold as she cried out again. She was teetering on the brink of a fourth climax already.

"Fuck, you're going to come again, aren't you, baby girl?" Marcus asked as he continued pounding into her ass. "You came from me spanking you and just from getting my cock in you. And you just came but that's not enough for my sweetheart, is it? You need to come again, don't you?"

"Please," she slurred as Marcus continued to fuck her steadily. Her head lolled on his shoulder. She moaned as he gave a particularly forceful thrust. "Please!"

"Don't worry, baby." Marcus bit the dip where her neck met her shoulder and then soothed it with a kiss. All the while, he kept fucking her ass like he was a metronome. "The team will be back tomorrow, and until then I'm going to make you come as much as I want tonight. Think we'll be able to get off you a dozen times?"

Audrey moaned as she tipped over the edge again.

Marcus just fucked her through it.