5 Works by rainierquote
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If something were to happen, as it doubtlessly will, Antonin would receive the brunt of the blame. Taking advantage of such a proper lady; Lucius Malfoy’s wife, no less. Both of their memories, if examined, would see a righteously angry woman being taken advantage of by the man who had sworn to protect her in the interim.
Guileless without her husband to protect her.
Powerless when Antonin would grip the glistening blonde hair at the base of her head to fuck her mouth.
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saintmother by danquill, rainierquote for rottenxrvnges
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
26 Dec 2025
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Harry felt himself relax, untensing his muscles and sinking back down into the mattress below his aching body. Blonde hair came into focus, tied up in a severe hairstyle that also rang familiar – his eyes widening as he finally took in the woman’s face. “Mrs. Malfoy?”
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Prompt: Hedonistic Holiday Exchange 2025. When an Auror raid goes horribly awry, Harry finds himself recovering at St. Mungo’s over Christmas – under the intense care of one very generous Healer. -
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He caught himself following her home one evening; slinking fifty paces behind her, shielded by the lack of light cast from the waning moon overhead. His imagination took him to her lithe body every night, eyes closed as he pictured her welcoming him into her warmth. Supple, soft, and allowing beneath him.
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a devil lying by your side by rainierquote for danquill
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
10 Sep 2025
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Watched in amazement as the soft skin of Narcissa’s chest– smooth, pale, without blemish– glowed in the moonlight. Looking soft. Touchable.
He wanted to sink his teeth into her.
Written for the HP Hedonism Fest 2025!
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And, suddenly, as if time folded in on itself, Harry found himself in a horribly precarious situation– the woman's eyes meeting his own, the all-encompassing lust now tinged with fury.
Even as a groan ripped through her mouth and a jolt of pleasure shook her body. Even as her head had thrown itself back against the lush fabric atop her bed; the door slammed behind Harry. An invisible lock now latching audibly.