Fic: Playing the Game
Sep. 2nd, 2014 08:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Playing the Game
Author:
alisanne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley
Word Count: 200
Genre: Smut, het
Summary: Ginny has plans, luckily for Neville.
Warnings: Crossdressing.
A/N: Written for
coffee_n_cocoa as part of my 9th LJ-Versary celebration. She requested Neville/Ginny, prompt: Fishnet stockings.
Betas:
sevfan and
emynn
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Playing the Game
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“Ready for tonight’s game?”
“Yes.” Neville tries to sneak a look, but Ginny, as always, knows.
“No peeking,” she says, tone sharp. “You know the deal.”
Exhaling, Neville nods and tries to relax, to not get too excited, but his body reacts predictably to the thought of fishnet stockings.
“Just a minute,” says Ginny. “I need to make some adjustments. These things always need help keeping the seams straight--”
Neville bites back a moan. “Hurry,” he begs.
“No looking,” warns Ginny. He feels her hands on him, sliding over his back, his arse, and he trembles. “Aren’t you the eager one?” she murmurs.
“Ginny--” he breathes.
“All right. Open your eyes.”
Neville does, mouth dropping open as he takes in the reflection in the mirror. The fishnets stockings, which always look so sexy on Ginny, look even better encasing his legs. Coupled with the leather vest and the thong underwear she’s provided, it’s enough to make him swell to full hardness. “Fuck me,” he whispers.
Ginny hums, stepping from behind him and sliding her hand over his crotch. She’s naked, holding her favourite strap-on, and the smile on her face is wicked. “Aren’t you lucky? That’s exactly the plan tonight.”
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Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley
Word Count: 200
Genre: Smut, het
Summary: Ginny has plans, luckily for Neville.
Warnings: Crossdressing.
A/N: Written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Betas:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Playing the Game
~
“Ready for tonight’s game?”
“Yes.” Neville tries to sneak a look, but Ginny, as always, knows.
“No peeking,” she says, tone sharp. “You know the deal.”
Exhaling, Neville nods and tries to relax, to not get too excited, but his body reacts predictably to the thought of fishnet stockings.
“Just a minute,” says Ginny. “I need to make some adjustments. These things always need help keeping the seams straight--”
Neville bites back a moan. “Hurry,” he begs.
“No looking,” warns Ginny. He feels her hands on him, sliding over his back, his arse, and he trembles. “Aren’t you the eager one?” she murmurs.
“Ginny--” he breathes.
“All right. Open your eyes.”
Neville does, mouth dropping open as he takes in the reflection in the mirror. The fishnets stockings, which always look so sexy on Ginny, look even better encasing his legs. Coupled with the leather vest and the thong underwear she’s provided, it’s enough to make him swell to full hardness. “Fuck me,” he whispers.
Ginny hums, stepping from behind him and sliding her hand over his crotch. She’s naked, holding her favourite strap-on, and the smile on her face is wicked. “Aren’t you lucky? That’s exactly the plan tonight.”
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