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dhr + guilty pleasure harmony, sirmione, fremione, pansmione
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dhr // nsfw, infidelity, angst

like dark chocolate. Bright like white wine. Draco sips at the nectar of his beloved.

Cradled between the warmth of her thighs, fingers molded to her skin like a print in soft moss, he savours her taste like a drunk in a drought.
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A sexy black and white photo of a woman lying in grass and a man in a black suit pushing the skirt of her white dress scandalously 👀 up her bare thigh.
July 15, 2025 at 10:55 PM
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luna+greg+theo (lugregeo??) // fluff

"Do you trust me?"

Trust.

It was a notion Greg was still trying out for size. There was too much room for error to place his confidence in most things, but time and time again, this witch had provided him a safe place to land when
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June 2, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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16. sunday night stories and that’s a wrap on the day ✨ #dhrindecentex
May 31, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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15. to Draco’s chagrin, Hermione doesn’t respond to his last text, so he jumps into the boy’s group chat #dhrindecentex
May 31, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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14. the response is almost immediate and maybe Hermione thinks he isn’t so bad #dhrindecentex
May 31, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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13. after a few hours, Hermione tries and tries again until she finally just… #dhrindecentex
May 31, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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12. picking up from where we left off, Hermione is still mad at Pansy #dhrindecentex
May 31, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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11. and someone is not happy 🤭 #dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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10. until… #dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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9. sunday comes and is blissfully uneventful #dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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8. pansy and hermione’s insta stories from the night #dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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7. post game shenanigans pt. 2 #dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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6. post game shenanigans
#dhrindecentex
May 23, 2025 at 7:41 PM
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5. [two panels]
#dhrindecentex
May 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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4. [two panels]
#dhrindecentex
May 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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3. [two panels]
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May 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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2. saturday night lights [two panels]
#dhrindecentex
May 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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1. the girls are going to the game #dhrindecentex
May 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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indecent exposure ~ a dramione text fic

🏈 american football au
🏈 cracky fluff
🏈 nsfw probably

Hermione's bff will do whatever it takes to help her college team win. Draco is a hot wide receiver on the opposing team. Cue chaos.

#dhrindecentex
May 17, 2025 at 6:12 AM
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3/3, 4 panels

the end💋
Now nothing could stop her from reaching for his trousers with both hands and frantically needling at the button holding them to his hips, then the pull of his zipper, to quickly release his stiff cock from its confines. He wasn’t wearing briefs which was a pleasantly dizzying surprise. Hermione showed her delight by taking his hard length in her hand and guiding it to her sloppily painted lips. Looking up at him through her lashes, she pulled back his foreskin and pressed a kiss to the mostly dry tip. The peck left an imprint of red, a wicked decoration. Theo read her like a book and saw the need in her eyes to claim him further. He responded readily and applied another round of rouge to her mouth and let her adorn his shaft, his bollocks, the head once again, with the shape of her lips before cleaning it all away with long, languorous swipes of her tongue. “Holy fucking shit, princess. Do that again.” Theo sighed as his cock slipped between Hermione’s rouged lips, across her tongue, and then to each of their surprise, she worked to tease him down her throat until her mouth touched a perfect red ‘o’ to the skin and curls at the base of his cock. “Fucking perfect. You’re—” He choked when her tongue tickled the underside of his shaft and her throat twitched in an involuntary swallow which pressed the straining muscles against and around his frenulum. Not yet willing to give up, she gripped the back of his thighs with both hands and held him to her, choking herself on him and letting him get a good, hard look at those lips he loved so much put to work. “Hermione—fuck. I’m close—” In a fit of panic, Theo tangled a hand in her hair and tugged her off of him. Hermione gasped and relished the satisfying burn in her lungs as they refilled with air, but couldn’t resist the frustrated moan that quickly followed. She had more in her to give. “I know, princess. We can try that again later, but only after you’ve given me ample warning. I’m only just a man.” Heroically ignoring his twitching red cock, Theo collected himself just enough to throw her further up onto the bed where she landed comfortably among the pile of pillows they’d shared the night before. He hardly minded her still exposed tits and paid special care to divesting her of her pants and knickers so he could sidle up between her legs and line his cock up with her sloppy pussy. Patience was a waning virtue. She was reaching for him when he grabbed her jaw, strong fingers stretched along the side of her face in a not-so-gentle grip that she loved, and smeared his thumb harshly across her lips to smear the remaining colour there down onto her cheek. There was the most powerful sense of déjà vu Hermione had ever experienced as Theo slid inside her in one languid stroke and then started fucking her slowly into the mattress with his lipstick covered cock. She would loop here happily forever if she could—if the world would let her abandon her responsibilities and become a mindless fuck-doll for this gorgeous man. “I always thought you were beautiful.” He filled her over and over, holding her down with one hand, pressing lipstick stains shaped like his fingerprints into any exposed skin he could access with the other. “But look at you now. You’ve really outdone yourself. I’ll never be able to look at your lips again without picturing this moment, you wearing your makeup, marking me with it, letting me fuck you with it.” The only thought Hermione could hold onto as she let Theo’s words and touch carry her consciousness away was that she couldn’t wait to buy a new tube of lipstick tomorrow. Maybe try a new shade—a hot, vibrant pink. The end.
May 13, 2025 at 8:26 PM
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2/3, 3 panels
Every insecurity blurred and fizzled like a pile of tinder touched to a match as he stalked across the room, dexterous hands already working at the buttons down his shirt. She heated all over as he approached her with his fire. “These fucking lips will be the end of me.” He was on her then, fingers abandoning their mission to undress to take her face and bring it close to his. He looked and he breathed before leaning down to touch those lips he loved to his own. It was pure bliss. A veritable show of fireworks exploded behind Hermione’s eyelids as she moved with him, letting him push and pull and guide her pleasure until, at once, he jerked away. “Where is it?” he asked. His eyes gleamed hungrily. The space between them was thick with mounting tension, air humid with their rapid, heavy breathing. It was a wonder Hermione understood what he was asking, let alone heard the question through the loud pounding rhythm of her heart pumping hot blood into her brain. “Here.” She reached for the lonely tube of lipstick tipped on its side on the nightstand, and handed it off in one smooth motion. It was torture to wait and watch as Theo pulled the messy cap off and twisted the tube to roll up what was left of the berry red pigment. It was utterly destroyed from their games the night before. A pile of product the width of a finger was smashed pitifully into a lumpy pile. Precise application was no longer a possibility, but that didn’t discourage Theo’s next course of action. A gentle touch to the fleshy skin under her skin, and Hermione raised her face just so for him to expertly apply the lipstick to her upper lip. Devotedly focused, the tip of Theo’s pink tongue nestled into one corner of his mouth as he moved on to her full lower lip, eyes never leaving where the pigment tugged at her skin. He looked far too pleased when he finished, and then he was kissing her again, suddenly, violently. His tongue explored her mouth, curved around her upper-front teeth, and his breathing mingled and choked her own quick inhalations. The subtle taste of champagne mingled in her senses with the intoxicating scent of his cologne. Hermione bathed in his precise attention, and let him be the first to pull away. He did so by capturing and then carrying her lower lip between his teeth until he was forced to release it. Theo dared smile then. The wicked curve was devastating and dangerous. It made Hermione’s heart skip in her chest and her stomach drop low in her abdomen, even if his mouth was tinged red and she caught glimpses of clumps of the pigment stuck between his front teeth. Noticing her noticing, he licked at it, smearing it away like a wolf cleaning its chops after a bloody meal. “Fucking delicious.” The lipstick made its way into Hermione’s palm and then it was her turn to apply a thick layer on the other person’s lips. This debauched exchange, this looping mess making passed back and forth between them was mind-numbingly addictive. As she carried out her part, Theo’s hands pulled at her jumper until it was loose around her, then her bra until her breasts were exposed. Cool air danced across her tender skin and her nipples pebbled in response. Theo liked that, alot. He stared down at her ravenously, covered in her makeup like an androgynous angel sent to drag her into depravity. It wasn’t long before he was taking the lipstick back from her.
May 13, 2025 at 8:26 PM
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part two💋

theomione // nsfw, coworkers, porn w/o plot, inappropriate use of lipstick 💄

1/3, 2 panels
Their client meeting was rescheduled to breakfast the next morning, and Theo and Hermione pieced themselves together and attended like the professionals they were. Besides the bags under their eyes (which they’d tried their best to hide) it was easy to pretend like they hadn’t spent the whole night fucking like rabbits. Until it wasn’t. Hermione sat next to Theo so they could face their clients across the table. This helped keep him out of sight and out of mind, but there were times when she couldn’t avoid looking or gesturing his way. Even though she’d applied the most modest nude shade she owned for their outing, his blue eyes wouldn’t stop tracing the curves and corners of her lips every chance they got. She risked one full glance at Theo all morning, and he abused the opportunity by swiping the tip of his thumb beneath the line of his lower lip and saying, “You got something right…there.” Hermione flushed all over as she dabbed her mouth with her napkin to clean up the line of lipstick and avoided making eye contact the rest of the breakfast. A close up photo of a red kiss mark on a mirror Photo of a man's chest, collarbone, neck, and cheek peppered in red lipstick kiss marks The meeting was ultimately a success. Theo charmed his way through the negotiations and Hermione was an impressive expert on the subject matter. They were a good team. Exceptional even. If they kept this up, they would definitely be partnered again in the future, for better or for worse. In the cab on the way back to the hotel, muscles were tense, words were stilted, but Hermione could only truly speak to her own bodily reactions. Was she just imagining the burning, twitching desire she perceived in each of Theo’s calculated movements? She got her answer when Theo guided her into their hotel room with a firm but gentle hand at her lower back, then locked the door shut behind them and commanded, “Sit.” Hermione did as she was told and took to the edge of the mattress like a pup in training, eager for a reward for good behavior.
May 13, 2025 at 8:26 PM
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2/3, 3 panels
May 13, 2025 at 8:13 PM
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part two💋

theomione // nsfw, coworkers, porn w/o plot, inappropriate use of lipstick 💄

1/3, 2 panels
May 13, 2025 at 8:13 PM
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lovenott // pining, very slight nsfw, vibes

(a/n so hey!! this could've meandered in no particular direction forever, so I stopped it randomly to save us all lol. just soft, spring-y lovenott vibes. enjoy💛)

"You are not what I expected."

"Oh yeah?" Theo's voice skittered with nerves,
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May 12, 2025 at 4:40 PM