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I couldn't decide on the enchanted butt plug tail, so you get both. This took so long and has so many details but I really love how it turned out. Draco/Harry/Hermione won this month's poll by a landslide and I'm certainly not complaining. They're my favorite triad (well, second favorite if we're being honest but very little Tom/Harry/Hermione exists). Draco is a green dragon, Harry is a stag and Hermione is, of course, a cat.

And you get some bonus smut! This was a commission for Nose to the Grindstone by ChelsieWhitlock. It's a soft and sweet DD/lb Remus/Harry novel-length fic. I had a lot of fun doing their scars. I just took a light color and scratched at it with the 6B pencil (layer on add mode).

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The Stag, the Dragon, and the Kitten

Masks | Secret identity | Light bondage


The invitation promised fantasies fulfilled under the utmost secrecy. The proprietor charmed each mask personally. It was an odd sensation to see beauty and not recognize the person beneath. One could see their brother or best friend and not know them from a stranger.

Which is how she found herself in a wizarding club on Samhain wearing a leather cat mask and enchanted tail—not the most original of fancy dress, she could admit, but she’d only just decided to attend after yet another terribly dull date—handcuffed with her arse spread between two wizards.

She laughed when the Stag approached her. He had his arm around a Dragon, and for a moment she thought it might be her best friend, but he and Draco were happily married and settled in Clapham. Their most exciting news of late had been a new birdfeeder and matching jumpers with their dog. They were hardly the type to spread a witch between them and fill her so mercilessly.

“Kitten, if you’re going to tease,” the Stag smirked, “remember turnabout is fair play.”

The Dragon lifted her to balance on the tip of his cock, leaving her empty but for the plug, his strong arms keeping her from sinking onto him again. She groaned in frustration and took the Stag deeper, looking up to meet green eyes behind the ornate mask.

He smiled and buried his hand in her hair. “Good girl, just like that.”

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