Title:Backroom Bonanza
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Angelina Johnson/George Weasley
Word Count: 789
Content: PWP, Threesome, Blowjob, Anal sex
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary:George and Angelina show Harry the delights of their backroom.
A/n: UnBeta'd. Been meaning to do a threesome like this for a while.


In the back room of Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, two sets of hands were roaming over Harry Potter’s body. After his break up with Ginny it had been a surprise to receive an invitation for the launch party for the shop’s latest launch party but Harry was glad he’d gone. The good feeling had been obvious and with that maybe a glass or two of Prosecco a few words more honest than expected had been uttered.

Harry had ended up with Angelina kissing him intensely, her hands buried in his hair, pushing against him as he melted backwards into George’s arms.

“S’okay, it’s okay,” George said gently into Harry’s ear. “I’ve got you.”

George nuzzled against one side of Harry’s neck, kissing his ear and neck while Harry gasped and Angelina start working down the other side. Kissing and nipping at him, until she reach the hollow his neck and they stopped to pull his shirt apart and off him, throwing it away in the corner.

Harry moaned and squirmed as Angelina resumed her assault in his chest, sucking and licking at his nipples before going lower, but George held him firm in his arms.

“Do you like this Harry? She’s good, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, she is.”

“She’s right here.” said Angelina, only half amused. “And you’ve not felt anything yet Harry.”

She winked at him and then her hands went to work on his belt buckle. His trousers and pants went the same way as his trousers. George lifting him an inch off the ground while Angelina whipped them away.

Harry was ushered over slightly bent at the waist, to lean against the wall with hands flat, arms arched in front on him and legs spread wide. George made an admiring noises and Harry could hear him fumbling at his own trousers but it was Angelina that captured his attention, wrapping her lips around Harry’s cock and sucking deeply.

Quickly taking him deeper into her mouth, Angelina’s head bobbed up and down his cock enthusiastically under motion was ranging from barely having her lips around his tip to deepthroating him to the base. Harry moaned as she grabbed his arse, squeezing it and urging him to bury himself deep in her throat.

Angelina’s grip on his arse at the side of effect of prying them open and exposing Harry. George made another murmur of approval and whispered a spell. Harry shivered as the charm cleaned him out and left him slick. George’s hands brushed Angelina’s as they replaced hers on his arse, she moved down to clutch his thighs instead.

Harry felt a warm pressure against his arsehole.

“You ready for this, Harry?” George said breathlessly.

“Yeah.” Harry replied.

Then he was gasping as George pushed into him, his cock stretching and filing Harry’s arse. He felt flushed, pinpricks of heat rushed over him. George gave a grunt and with a surge of his hips pushed his cock the rest of the way into Harry.

George stopped and Harry was grateful for the moment to adjust.

“You good?” He said pressing a kiss to the back of Harry’s neck.

“Fantastic,” Harry replied breathlessly.

George started to thrust into him, slowly at first but then falling into a quicker rhythm. One hand moved to Harry’s shoulder for leverage and the other one moved around to grip Angelina’s head, synchronising their movements.

For long moments or a short eternity, Harry matched their movements as they traded him between them, first George filling him up and then he was pushed into Angelina’s throat before George retreated and Angelina propelled him back so the whole thing could start over.

Harry’s balls tightened and he moaned and babbled incoherent, his body shaking and jerking of it’s own accord, with the minute movements left to him he pushed deep into Angelina’s mouth and filled it with a flood of come almost as quickly as could swallow it up.

George howled As Harry’s arse clenched tight around his cock and with a few hard thrusts came as well pumping come up into Harry’s behind.

Gasping for breath and covered in sweat Harry and George collapsed onto the breakroom’s sofa.

“Fuck,” George intoned.

“Wow… that was… wow.” Harry said.

“Fuck!” George repeated heartily.

“Boys,” Angelina said, hands on her hips, mouth and chin still messy. “Aren’t you forgottening someone.”

Harry and George looked at each other for a moment. Then they leapt up and dragged Angelina down on the sofa. George kissed her deeply, his tongue questing in her mouth for a taste of Harry’s come, while Harry settled down happily between her legs, eager to return her oral attentions.

It was shaping up to be a long, fun night Harry thought as he got to work.