QUICK FIC: Everyone Wants Harry Part 16: Pounding Parvati (Harry Potter)

Parvati pushed his head away after she was finished squirting all over him, but it did not take him long to confirm that she was not finished with him. There was a fierce look in her eyes that spoke to her horniness not being relieved just because he’d made her cum once.

“Take your clothes off and get in here, Harry,” she demanded. “It’s past time that you fuck my brains out.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Harry said as he rose to his feet. He pulled on his clothes and kicked his shoes off at the same time, nearly tripping in his haste to get naked and make it into Parvati’s bed. Parvati smirked at him, but she didn’t laugh or tease him. She was too horny for that; she had a hand between her legs to rub her pussy while she waited for him to make it to her bed. But she pulled her hand away and kissed him hard as he dove into her bed. If she was bothered by tasting herself on his lips and tongue, she didn’t show it. She also did not hesitate to cup his cheeks while their tongues wrestled, so she must not have cared that she was getting her hands sticky with the mess she’d made all over his face during her orgasm.

Harry didn't need to spend any time trying to ponder what position he should put her in because Parvati went down on her back and pulled him on top of her, bending her legs back and presenting herself to him. She wrapped her hand around his cock as he got into position above her.

“Fuck, Lav wasn’t kidding,” she murmured. “This thing is fucking huge!” She put it between her legs and rubbed the tip against her pussy lips. “Merlin, I need it!”

“Good, because you’re gonna get it,” he said, slapping her hand away so he could take over, center his hips and push his cock inside her.

Parvati moaned as he entered her, and Harry groaned and took a moment to appreciate the initial penetration. The last couple of days had been busy enough that this was his first opportunity to hook up with anyone, but more than that, it was the payoff of finally sticking his dick inside Parvati after the handjob she’d given him at the Welcoming Feast, and the subsequent teasing. He no longer needed to worry about whether or not he’d missed his chance to take it beyond teasing with her because his cock was sliding into Parvati's cunt where it belonged.

Her continuing moans as he pushed deeper into her and the obvious arousal in her eyes declared that she felt the same way, but he could also see that she was as impatient for more as he was. He wasn’t here to take his time or savor the moment, and Parvati definitely didn’t want him to move slowly within her, either. She wanted him to fuck her, and that was what she was going to get.

He stopped savoring and started shagging, working his cock deep into Parvati’s cunt with every thrust he gave her from above. Parvati’s pussy was tight around his cock, but that did not stop him from pushing for as fast a pace as he could. No matter how quickly he rocked his hips back and forth, though, it didn’t seem to be enough for Parvati. She never asked him to slow down or give her a moment. Every thrust got loud moans of excitement and pleasure out of her, and the faster he fucked, the louder she got. Harry remembered her choosing to decline his offer to silence her door, and he assumed that she liked the idea of everyone around them hearing her scream and moan her head off. But he could tell that she wasn’t moaning like this solely to send some kind of message or declare her participation in the competition that seemed to be heating up between some of the witches who wished to secure a spot by his side as Lady Potter. The lust in Parvati’s eyes was too prominent, and the pleasure in every moan too thick not to be real. She might like the idea of moaning her claim for all to hear, but those moans were authentic.

What he was doing still didn’t seem to be enough for her, so Harry shifted into a new position. He pushed her legs further back, keeping them bent and angling them so her feet pointed straight up at the ceiling. Once he was sure she was going to keep them bent back like that, he planted his hands flat on the bed and moved onto his knees, giving him more room to work with. He kept his rapid thrusts coming, only now he was able to put more into them. He relied on his arms for support as he slammed his cock forward with such determination that his knees and legs kept bouncing against the bed and making it shake beneath them.

“Oh, fuck!” Parvati exclaimed, her moans somehow getting even louder with the new position and the pace with which it allowed him to plow her. “Fuck, yes, Harry! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Yes, that’s it! I’ve been waiting for this!”

Harry said nothing; he didn’t need to. Rather than telling Parvati that he'd been waiting for this, too, ever since she'd stroked his cock under the table at the Welcoming Feast, he showed her how much he wanted her and how good it felt to fuck her. He proved it through the force of his thrusts, which had Parvati’s arse shaking and her breasts bouncing. With his arms supporting him above her, he stared down at his fellow Gryffindor’s face as he did all he could to fuck her brains out, just like she’d asked him to do.

It wasn't like he needed to watch her face to tell that what he was doing was working, of course. He could have been wearing a blindfold, and Parvati's moans would have told him all he needed to know. She'd teased him loads, but she'd never intended to stop there. Parvati had always been waiting for him to get her in bed and fuck her, and even if it had taken him longer to do so than either of them would have preferred, they were making up for it now with a bed-shaking fuck that half of the inhabitants of the 8th year dorm had to be able to hear it.

The other half would know all about it by the morning, he was sure, but Harry didn’t care. All he cared about was fucking Parvati until she came on his cock, and if her orgasm was loud enough to reach every single set of ears in the dorm, so be it.

He didn't know how far her moan would actually reach, but it sounded loud as hell to his ears, at least before Parvati pulled his head down and kissed him. It wasn't clear to him if she'd kissed him because she cared about being heard after all now that she'd reached this point or if she just felt the urge to shove her tongue in his mouth while she came. For him, it didn't matter much. He just met Parvati's tongue with his and enjoyed her pussy muscles squeezing his cock as she came.

His own orgasm wasn’t too far off, especially as he felt her cumming on his dick. But after how long it had taken for him to make it into her bed after that initial handjob, Harry wasn’t ready for his first time with Parvati to be over yet.

How does Harry's first night with Parvati end?