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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      VH_-_A_Harry_Potter_Roleplay_Site
  Relationship:
      Penny_Kennedy-Porter/Parker_McAdams
  Character:
      Penny_Kennedy-Porter_(VH19), Parker_McAdams_(VH17)
  Additional Tags:
      Alumni_life, Hogwarts_Sixth_Year, Christmas_Holidays, Fluffy_Smut, VH24_
      (2026-2027), Christmas_2026
  Series:
      Part 7 of The_Penny/Parker_Canon_Chronicles
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-02 Words: 1401
****** all of the world and all of its powers ******
by adaptation
Summary
     She'd intended to get the full tour of his place, and ooh and ahh
     over how incredibly grown-up he was, because being self-reliant
     suited him and it was so sexy. But the minute they apparated to the
     entryway of his apartment, they were all over each other.
MUCH TO CRAIG Porter’s irritation, Parker picked Penny up from King’s Cross
that day. Penny wouldn’t start apparition lessons until spring, so it was
Parker that took her along for the ride back to his apartment. She was so
excited she was nearly vibrating in place when he took her arm and took her to
his place.

It had been far too long since she'd seen Parker. There hadn't been a single
Hogsmeade weekend since Halloween, so she hadn't seen him in weeks. It was
Christmas holidays now. She'd even missed his birthday - and don't think that
hadn't killed her. She'd owled him his present, of course, but it wasn't quite
the same as getting to be there with him, to watch his eyes light up when he
opened it. The only thing that had kept her from going completely out of her
mind missing him was the knowledge that when Christmas holidays came, he'd have
his own place. A place where they wouldn't have to worry about being walked in
on, or trying to keep quiet, or even just staying up all night snuggling on the
couch and watching movies. They'd never had that before.

Since she hadn't seen him in so long, Penny had intended to spend some time
chatting with him, getting the full scoop on his new adult life in a way that
letters couldn't communicate. She'd intended to get the full tour of his place,
and ooh and ahh over how incredibly grown-up he was, because being self-reliant
suited him and it was so sexy. But the minute they apparated to the entryway of
his apartment, they were all over each other.

Her coat and her boots and her backpack ended up in a heap on the floor, and
she moaned into his mouth as he backed her toward the couch. She'd managed to
peel off his shirt just in time for her calves to hit the cushions, and she
toppled back. As Parker covered her body, he growled against her throat, making
quick work of the buttons on her shirt. She giggled happily, ecstatic to
finally have him again all to herself. Her giggle choked off into a gasp when
his mouth clamped over her nipple through her bra.

He hastily unsnapped her jeans and slid his hand inside, under her panties,
touching her intimately despite the lack of room to maneuver. 

"Hnngn, I missed you so much," she breathed, arching off the couch as the pad
of his finger swiped over her clit.

"Yeah, I can tell," Parker replied cheekily, smiling and dipping his finger
shallowly into her.

He didn't dawdle any longer, and she appreciated it. It had been too long since
she'd had him inside her, and he'd officially sloshed a litre of gasoline on
the fire in her belly. There would be time for lingering and tenderness later.
Right now, she needed him.

He flipped her over and pulled her up by the hips until she was on her knees.
Penny grasped the arm of the sofa, leaning heavily on it as he shoved her jeans
and her panties down over her hips. They caught at her knees, but she barely
noticed, too focused on trying to look over her shoulder to get a proper look
at Parker unsnapping his pants.

She cried out when he thrust into her, hard and deep, and once he was there, he
draped over her back. His breath was hot and heavy through her unbuttoned
shirt, and he pressed a kiss first to her shoulder, and then to the sensitive
skin just behind her ear. "I love you," she said, and he murmured it back, only
then starting to search for a good rhythm.

He fucked her like that, doggy style on his couch, while she rubbed circles
over her clit (until he batted her hand away and took over), and they
whispered I love yous to each other the whole time. She came first, groaning
into his mouth as he kissed her over her shoulder, and fisting her hand into
his thick, gorgeous hair. He followed her a few thrusts later, holding her
tightly to him as the orgasm wracked his body.

Parker had been working that day before he picked her up, so Penny wasn't
surprised when he dozed off on the sofa after kicking off his pants. She
covered him with a blanket and pressed a light kiss to his forehead, then took
a moment to redress herself before she took the grand tour. No reason to wake
him, after all, when she was perfectly capable of exploring by herself.

She wasn't nosey about it. She didn't go poking through his drawers or
anything. She just stuck her head into each different room, trying to get a
good feel for the layout of the apartment in case she had to stumble around in
the middle of the night looking for the bathroom.

When she made her way back into the living room, Parker was still asleep on the
couch, looking far too adorable to wake up. Maybe it was lame, but she took a
moment just to watch him. It made her heart swell, seeing him there all
sprawled on the sofa, naked save the blanket she'd covered him with. His lips
were parted just the slightest bit, and his hair was rumpled from her pulling
it when he was inside her. He looked so sweet when he was sleeping. Of course,
he always looked sweet, even when he was doing despicable things to her.

Smiling, she moved into the kitchen and started to search for sustenance.

===============================================================================

HALF AN HOUR later, Penny woke him up with a kiss. He came back to
consciousness smiling tiredly and blinking away the remnants of his nap. "Come
on," Penny said, standing and offering her hand. He took it, though bemusement
spread across his face.

"Where are we going?" he asked as he climbed up off the couch and grabbed his
boxers off the floor.

She smiled proudly. "I made dinner." 

"You did? What'd you make?" He sounded vaguely impressed as he followed her
into the kitchen, and she wasn't sure if she should be pleased that she'd
surprised him or irritated that he apparently didn't think she could cook. But
she quickly decided she didn't want to be irritated with him, and went with
pleased instead.

"Well... I made breakfast. But breakfast for dinner is the best, so..." 

They crossed the threshold into the dim kitchen then and she gestured at the
table there, which she'd set for two, with a burning candle in the middle and
two plates of French toast, scrambled eggs, and cute little breakfast sausages.
She grinned as she turned to face him, and he dropped an affectionate kiss to
her lips.

From the way Parker gobbled up his food, Penny got the impression he hadn't had
a decently cooked meal in a while. They made chitchat as they ate, playing
footsie under the table for no other reason than that they could. They managed
to keep it fairly innocent, though, until they were putting their dishes in the
sink and clearing the table, at which point Parker hooked her by the waist and
deposited her on the counter, slipping between her legs.

"So what do you want to do tonight?" he asked with a rakish grin.

She made a big production out of considering his question, then shrugged
innocently. "I was thinking I'd give you a blowjob and then we'd watch TV." She
caught Parker's gaze then, a smirk spreading across her lips. "How's that
sound?"

The answering arc of his eyebrow was half amused and half intrigued. "No
complaints here. But what did I do to deserve dinner and a blowjob?"

"I just missed you," she admitted, slipping her arms around his neck and
pulling him closer. "That's all."

"I missed you too." His fingers found the waist of her jeans and started
tracing them gently, and he glanced down to watch them for a moment. "Does that
mean I get to go down on you?"

As if she'd ever say no to that. "Sure. Later, after I blow you."

"But—" His expression had barely had the chance to turn pouty before she
pressed her finger to his lips. He wasn't allowed to give her puppy dog eyes or
she'd cave.

"We've got all the time in the world."
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