Malfoy’s Humiliation, Potter’s Delight: Chapter 24 (Patreon)

“What happens if Gryffindor wins?” he asked.

Susan closed the small distance between them, lifting the hem of her already short skirt ever so slightly, teasingly, just to straddle him. Her weight landed, warm and soft across his thighs, as her plush backside settled atop him. The moment her core made contact with his trousers, she let out a low, satisfied hum and rolled her hips in slow circles.

Harry’s hands came up without thinking, finding the small of her back. She arched into his touch, purring as her heavy mounds pressed against his chest. Susan leaned in, brushing her lips against his ear.

“If you win,” she whispered with syrupy sweetness, “you can have me… any way you want~”