Cambrian’s Emporium of Everything (Multiple Settings)

Insatiable Veela Lust (Harry Potter)

A/N: Insatiable Veela Lust was a commissioned piece originally written in June of 2018. While it initially had potential for more, it seems safe to say it's a one-shot at this point! Enjoy!

Summary: Fleur and Bill have an open relationship. A VERY open relationship. So it's no surprise that she invites Harry over to fuck her for an entire weekend at Shell Cottage. She's just not expecting who he brings along with him.

Themes: Foursome, Fucked Silly, Rough Sex

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To say Fleur was simply excited would be an understatement. She was… extremely over-eager, though she'd never admit as much, even as she spent a few minutes tidying up the last bits of Shell Cottage while dancing around in nothing more than some skimpy lingerie. She was wearing baby blue panties, silky darlings that made her look far more innocent than she was. Of course, the matching negligee nightie that did absolutely nothing to truly cover her bare, bouncing tits gave hints at her true nature, at just how eager she was to get some big, fat wizard dick.

While Fleur had heard horror stories of the muggle world's prudishness, she was quite pleased to be able to say that the wizarding world did not follow suit. In point of fact, the one area in which the wizarding world might very well have been more progressive, more advanced than the muggle world was in the area of sex and all the pleasures of the flesh.

Put bluntly, magical beings liked to fuck. Wizards and witches were no different, and as a part veela, Fleur was particularly needy when it came to getting a right and proper dicking from a man. What man that was didn't exactly manner, so long as it was someone she knew and trusted. Despite her marriage to Bill, despite taking his name… Fleur Weasley had an arrangement from her oft-gone husband, an arrangement that many magical spouses had with one another.

Essentially, if the time came where one or the other could not properly take care of their spouse's needs, it was perfectly within that spouse's rights to find sex elsewhere. With Bill in particular, this occurred quite frequently given his curse-breaking expeditions to Egypt could last for months at a time. Plus, Fleur had more needs than the average witch due to her mixed heritage.

Put bluntly, they were both fucking other people when they were apart. Neither was put out with this arrangement, and it did not lessen their love for one another or for their children. If anything, it made them both better in so many ways. That said, Fleur's mind couldn't be farther from her children or their father in that moment. Her daughters were off staying with their grandparents, and Fleur had arranged for a bit of a booty call from her dear friend and semi-frequent lover.

Harry Potter was a young man she'd met during her time at Hogwarts. She'd been there to compete in the Triwizard tournament, and though she'd not won in the end, she'd come away from the experience feeling quite good about everything. The young Potter had played a large role in that and had proven to be her first sexual experience that she'd truly, really enjoyed. Everything before that, all the boys she'd kissed and allowed to fondle her body… they'd been nothing in the face of Harry's unbridled passion.

In the end though, while they'd grown to love one another dearly, they both understood that they were not IN love. Theirs was the kind of affection between the best and closest of friends. Which was of course why Fleur had stayed in touch all these years. It helped that, due to their shared membership in the Order of the Phoenix, the Potters and the Weasleys were quite close to begin with. Harry had grown up with Bill as a surrogate older brother, in the end. After all this time, Bill had confided in Fleur that he actually preferred she get her itch scratched by Harry rather than anyone else when he wasn't around.

So, with that in mind, Fleur had sent the message. Harry had in turn sent his acceptance of her invite. She'd done her best to tidy up Shell Cottage, but at the end of the day, she wanted to make sure she was the first thing Harry saw when he came out of the fireplace via floo. That said, Fleur makes sure she's in the living room when the time comes. And when the fireplace lights up with green fire, Fleur adopts a sexy pose eagerly, placing herself right in Harry's line of sight as she flaunts her gorgeous, barely-covered body.

Harry steps through, and immediately takes her in, an appreciative smile flashing across his face as he walks forward. Fleur begins to smile right back, only for her eyes to widen in shock as two more men follow him. James Potter and Sirius Black, Lords of two of Wizarding Britain's premier Houses walk into her living room, eyes immediately zeroing in on her as well.

Fleur blushes immediately, any ounce of sexy confidence gone in a moment as she feels like an ant beneath the gazes of the older men. It's not that she's afraid of them. Nor does she dislike either man. No, it's actually the exact opposite. Put bluntly, Fleur is in awe of Lord Potter and Lord Black. But then, most of the wizarding world is still. After all, it's not every day a duo of wizards takes down a Dark Lord. Only Dumbledore could be said to stand in their company.

Even she, who'd been raised in France, knew the story. Voldemort had come looking for trouble on the night of Halloween… and he'd found it in the form of James and Sirius, who'd killed him handily, or so the stories said. With Voldemort's fall, and their rise, the world had heroes again, and not ancient, aged ones like Dumbledore himself.

James and Sirius were practically celebrities, and Harry, with his good looks and magical prowess, was the heir to both of them, and admired by just as many. But Fleur could handle Harry's mild fame. Compared to James and Sirius it was… well, her mouth was dry as she stood there with it open, any words she might have said to turn Harry on and get things started dying in her throat.

Seeing her reaction, both James and Sirius grin easily. They know their effect on people, even if both men are still somewhat… immature. Harry has the good grace to hide his own smile as he sighs and looks between his father and godfather, and the half-naked veela on the other side of the room.

"I do apologize Fleur. I didn't mean to let them find out, but…"

James is quick to jump in, a twinkle in his eye.

"What Harry means to say is that we're here to help. We aren't about to leave a horny witch in need of relief hanging."

Sirius, meanwhile, is slightly more taciturn. An act though, Fleur recognizes that immediately, even as he leans against a couch, his lanky form on full display as he inspects a couple of his nails for dirt.

"Of course, if you don't want us here, we'll leave. James and I have no desire to coerce or take from a woman against her will. And Lily would be happy to have us if we needed a back-up plan."

Fleur's eyes widen a bit more at that, as both Harry and James throw Sirius a look.

"Did you just call my wife a back-up plan?"

Here, Sirius grins cockily and throws Fleur a wink.

"That I did, James. That I did."

A bark of laughter escapes James' throat and Harry shakes his head with a rueful smile. There's no true anger, but the effect that Sirius is going for happens all the same. He's essentially just equated Fleur with Lily Potter herself… and he's made it clear that Fleur is his first choice, is James' first choice, at least for tonight. That feels good, so very, VERY good. A much-needed boost to her confidence, and judging by the twinkle in Sirius' eye, he knows it's what she needed to hear.

Fleur has heard the rumors. She's listened to the gossip. On more than one occasion, she's heard it from the mouth of the woman it happened to in person. This would not be the first time Harry has shared a woman with his father and godfather, and it might very well be the thousandth time that James and Sirius have fucked a witch together.

Fleur has never had more than one man at a time herself, and now she feels woefully inexperienced, even as she blushes deeply and bites her lower lip.

"N-No… No, I would prefer that you stay. I'm… I'm game, if you are?"

She hates how nervous she sounds, when she finally speaks. But judging by the grins on all the faces of all three wizards, she's said the right words. Reaching out to her, Harry beckons her forward.

"Come here, Fleur."

She does so, uncharacteristically timid about things. Harry takes her by the hand and drags her in for a deep, passionate, tongue-filled kiss. At the same time, two more pairs of hands make themselves known as Fleur moans into Harry's mouth. Those extra appendages are VERY experienced as they slip under her see-through, baby blue nightie, as they slide along the waistband of her silken panties.

Panting, moaning as she squirms between the three powerful wizards, Fleur can barely concentrate on any one thing. As a part veela, her affinity for magic, sensing it, seeing it, feeling it… is a bit higher. And Harry, James, and Sirius? They shine like stars as they push in on all sides. In the end, as she feels their bulges rubbing against her mostly naked body, as she reaches down to stroke at their crotches with slender fingers and smooth palms, Fleur knows there's only one thing she can truly do.

Disengaging from Harry's lips, she gives him nothing more than a simple look before she slowly descends to her knees. The wizards pull back just enough to let her, giving her some room so that she can look up at them all, gazing into their expectant faces. Fleur's hands work quickly, and in no time at all she has each man's pants undone, and his cock out.

Unfortunately, she can only stroke two at a time, but then, that's what her mouth is for, right? Fleur finds herself facing Sirius' cock by the time all is said and done, despite having been kissing Harry before. With her fingers and palms gliding up and down the truly spectacular members sported by the Potter men on either side of her, Fleur gazes up into Sirius' patient face as she leans in and slides his length in between her lips, beginning to suck at it.

The older wizard is bearded and long-haired, but she can still see the arcane tattoos that pepper his face. On another, less-distinguished, less-powerful wizard, those tattoos might be a turn off, might only make him look disgusting and unkempt. On Sirius Black, one of Britain's heroes, the Lord of an Ancient House, they only help to make him look all the more exotic, all the more enticing.

His eyes swirl with promise as she sucks at his cock, while also eagerly stroking those of Harry and James. His fingers glide through her hair, and he grips down suddenly, holding her with half his member in her mouth as he looks between his companions with a cocky grin on his face. He's just tickling the back of her throat, and Fleur has to swallow continuously to avoid gagging, even as her nostrils flare and she concentrates on breathing through her nose.

"Well boys, looks like she chose me for her first go. That alright with you two?"

Fleur's eyes are crossed at this point, so she can't really look to see how James or Harry are reacting visually. Verbally though, they both speak in unconcerned tones.

"Fine by me. You always were a mouth-man, you old pervert."

That was Harry. James laughs and glides his own fingers through Fleur's hair, near the back, even as she continues to stroke his member.

"I'm alright with it. That mean I get first-go at her cunt? Merlin knows you've already had her plenty of times before, Harry."

"Of course. You two, always so eager to get first dibs. Never seeming to remember that we don't choose witches to triple-team lightly. Do you really think it's gonna matter who got to what hole first hours from now, when we've fucked her silly?"

Fleur's never heard Harry talk like that before, but then she's not ever seen him interact with his father and Sirius in this sort of situation before. And honestly, having the three of them talk about her like she wasn't there, or better yet, like she was there but her opinion didn't matter anymore now that she'd given herself over to them? It was intoxicating in a way Fleur hadn't thought anything could be.

She was so fucking wet, even as James and Sirius chuckle at Harry's words, and Sirius turns his gaze back down to her.

"Alright sweetheart. You're already swallowing, that's very good… but it won't be enough. If you need to stop, you just pat my legs, okay?"

That would mean taking her hands off of the cocks on either side of her. Sirius' grin tells Fleur she knows this, and the part veela finds herself determined to get through whatever he's got planned without having to give up. A moment later, he's face fucking her and Fleur's eyes are wide as she finds her throat suddenly invaded by a big, fat cock.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Sirius is right, with him leading the charge and pistoning in and out of her spasming throat so fast, so hard, there's nothing Fleur can do but take it. Swallowing doesn't work, and while she can somewhat breathe through her nose, that doesn't help with the choking and the gagging. The part veela's eyes are soon watering, and slobber collects on her lower lip before falling down to soak through her sheer nightie and onto her fat tits.

All the while, Fleur never stops stroking off Harry or James. It's actually what she tries to focus on, as Sirius roughly takes her throat, using her face like his own personal fuck hole, never letting up, never showing mercy for even a moment. She knows if she pats his legs, he'll stop. If she lets go of Harry and James long enough to do so, they'll probably stop him.

But she won't give in. She won't be weak, not before such men, not before such wizards. If she stops him now, who's to say what they'll do next? Perhaps it'll all end, perhaps they won't want to go any further for fear of damaging her. Fleur wants the whole nine yards, as the yankees say. She wants the entire fucking experience, as Hermione had called it when she'd confided in her.

"Fuck, she's heavenly!"

"She's not too bad with her hands either, heh."

"Of course not. It's Fleur, you both know how amazing she is."

"Yeah… should have done this years ago. Shit, already getting close."

"Honestly, so am I… and that's just her fingers."

"Told you she was good."

Their words flow through one ear and out the other, because Fleur is too focused on what's happening to her body to truly process what they're saying about her. Her palms continue to glide up and down the cocks of the Potter men, even as Sirius' thrusts get more and more erratic, pistoning in and out of her throat as he is. In the end, the trio of wizards cum one right after the other, starting with him.

The first load explodes out of Fleur's nostrils and the sides of her mouth and she lets out a loud moan. This seems to set off James and Harry, as their seed splatters into her from the sides, painting her flesh, her hair, ruining her sheer nightie even more in mere moments. Her hands get a little messy, but in truth, most of their cum sprays out onto her body itself as she kneels there between the three of them.

Sirius pulls his messy cock from betwixt her lips, but Fleur barely notices as she kneels there, eyes wide, gasping breaths coming from her no longer occupied throat. It's a chuckle and a question that finally takes her from her slight stupor.

"Did we break her already? Harry, I thoug-gah!"

Fleur finds herself doing something she never thought she'd do in the history of ever. She uses her grip on the cock of one Lord James Potter, Vanquisher of Voldemort, to get his attention. Squeezing down on his length, Fleur directs a fiery gaze up towards the surprised older wizard, and when she speaks, it's in a firm tone, albeit a raspy voice.

"No. No, I am far from broken. And I will have what I am owed."

James' eyebrows lift at that, and then he laughs, even as he brushes a hand through her hair, and his magic tingles across her scalp. Fleur blinks as her vision suddenly becomes a lot less blurry, the cum staining and drying on her flesh mostly disappearing as he cleans her up so nonchalantly.

"I stand corrected. Let's get her upstairs to the bed then, shall we?"

Fleur barely has time to react to James' knowledge of her home, before the trio of wizards are pulling her to her feet and carrying her to the master bedroom, aiming to fuck her on the very same bed her and her husband made love on. She'd honestly intended to keep her activities with Harry confined to the lounge area, to the living room… heck, maybe the kitchen if he stayed the weekend like she'd suggested.

But it's not like Fleur is going to protest now, not when every fiber of her body hums with need for the cocks that are even now swinging between the legs of the three wizards carrying her. Not a single one of them has gone soft, and their thick erections even now leak precum that Fleur can see from where she wiggles about in their arms. Licking her lips, the part veela just can't wait to begin.

Though, when they finally get to the bedroom, they don't just toss her on the bed and begin ravishing her right off the bat. Instead, they stand her up and let go of her, leaving Fleur to just sort of stay where she is as the wizards begin to strip naked. Her eyes ghost across all three of them as they do so, and she finds herself licking her lips again, twice in as many minutes.

Sirius is covered in more arcane tattoos beneath his clothing, spiraling patterns across his body that glow under her enhanced sight with magical power. He's beautiful… but Fleur can't deny that she'd prefer the Potter men, if she had to choose. Thanks to the slow aging of wizards and witches, James and Harry could be mistaken for brothers as easily as they could be picked out as father and son.

Hell, if not for the odd scar here and there, and Harry's green eyes, the pair could almost pass for twins. They're both tall, buff, with messy mops of black hair atop their scalps. Of course, Fleur's eyes barely linger that high up… most of the time, her attention is on their massive schlongs. Both men are well-hung… but then, so is Sirius, as she's already gotten a nice, long taste of.

As they strip, James moves to the bed, the first to finish getting naked. He sits down there and strokes his cock as he locks gazes with Fleur, a wide grin on his face.

"Come over here darling. Have a seat."

What he really means is obvious. Fleur blushes prettily but can't deny how immensely turned on she is by this point. Her silky soft baby blue panties are absolutely soaked through when she finally hooks her thumbs through the waistband and slowly pulls them down off of her hips and ass, along her legs. After kicking them off her entirely, she easily strips the feather-light nightie from her body. Then, she moves to join James, as naked as he is.

His eyes feast upon her absolutely perfect, utterly gorgeous body. When she gets close enough, he slides a strong, masculine arm around her waist and drags her in ever closer. Fleur ends up in his lap, kneeling on either side of him. His mouth feasts on her breasts, but at the same time he slides his cockhead up against her needy, dripping mound and begins to pull her down his length.

Fleur happily sinks her cunt down onto Lord Potter's cock, a low, wanton moan leaving her throat every step of the way. She shudders and shivers in ecstasy as she feels him filling her. It's not any different than Harry's, truly… at least not yet. James lays back on the bed then, and Fleur goes with him, his teeth on her nipple dragging her down.

Panting and moaning, the blonde veela begins to bounce herself up and down on James' cock, intending to ride him for all he's worth. But James has other plans. His hands move to her hips, his fingers dig into her flesh… and then he starts to thrust from below, causing Fleur's eyes to widen and her jaw to drop open as he fucked her with fast, hard strokes. Her attempt at riding him turns into her trying to hold on for dear life as he bucks up into her again and again and again.

James grins when she looks down at him, but Fleur doesn't get long to focus on how deliciously hard he's fucking her, because before she knows it, a hand is in her hair, and a cock is in her face. Harry's cock, as it turns out. He smirks when she gazes up at him, and she blushes in response, before opening wide to take his member into her mouth.

Harry is a fair bit gentler than Sirius, and for a time Fleur is able to relax into the swing of things, enjoying the two Potter men as they fuck her in each end, one thrusting up into her from below, and one sliding back and forth along her writhing tongue from above. But of course, there are three wizards in her bedroom with her. And she almost lets herself forget that.

Sirius' hands come down on Fleur's ass as James and Harry take their pleasure of her other two holes. The part veela jumps at the sudden contact, but she can't exactly turn to look behind her with Harry's cock in her mouth. All she can do is slide her eyes left and right as Sirius kneads her ass cheeks for a moment… and then slides his finger into her ass crack, up and down it. A strange yet pleasant cooling sensation fills Fleur's back door, and she shivers as she realizes belatedly that Sirius is cleaning her out and lubing her up.

Her realization is confirmed within moments, as the older wizard places his cockhead against her sphincter and begins to push. A full body shudder runs through Fleur's form at this, because while she's not foreign to anal intrusions, Sirius' cock is definitely the biggest thing she's ever had in her ass before. All the same, it doesn't hurt. He's made sure of that, and on top of everything, his cock is still slick with remnants of his cum and her saliva.

As he fills her back door, James and Harry never once pause in fucking her other holes. Fleur is finally stuffed with three, massive, magical cocks in all three of her major orifices… and the blonde witch can't deny that it feels HEAVENLY. As the trio of wizards truly get into the swing of things, Fleur feels her first orgasm approaching, louder and louder moans vibrating up the length of Harry's cock as they escape the corners of her mouth as muffled pleasured noises.

The climax finally arrives, and James grunts beneath her as her cunt clenches down HARD around his dick, before releasing a flood of pussy juices all along his length. This only makes it easier for James to thrust up into her, the passage made slicker by her release. Things escalate after that, the wizards really setting the rhythm. Fleur always knew she'd be along for the ride though. She's not upset about that… on the contrary, the part veela is ecstatic, overjoyed… euphoric as she climaxes again and again around the cocks pistoning in and out of her holes.

As before, Sirius proves to be the roughest of the three. He'd obviously gotten quite a bit of enjoyment out of making her choke and gag on his big fat cock. Now, he seems intent on hearing her squeal, even if the noises are stifled by Harry's dick in her mouth. His hands come down on her ass as he fucks her back door, and he spanks her butt cheeks like bongo drums, one after the other.

It only adds to the pleasure, though Fleur hadn't ever pegged herself as a masochist before today. All in all, it's entirely likely that she's not one… more that the sensations are all too much for her to actually feel discomfort. The bliss that's being visited upon her cannot be denied, it cannot be lessened… it can only be added to. That's exactly what Sirius does, and it's what Harry and James do as well, as all three of them fuck her to their heart's content, pounding into her holes with force that sends her through orgasm after explosive orgasm.

All good things come to an end though, even this. While it feels like they fuck her for an eternity, there eventually comes a point where James suddenly shouts something. The words don't reach Fleur through the haze of pleasure settling over her vision, but she certainly notices when the trio of wizards pull out of her and let her drop forward onto the bed, surrounding her. A moment later, their seed pumps out of their cocks as she flops onto her back, covering her from face to navel in white, hot, sticky cum.

Fleur moans as they coat her breasts, her abdomen, even her thighs with their cum. None of it goes inside of her, all of it is spread out across her body for their enjoyment, their amusement. Fleur runs her fingers along her voluptuous, naked form. She scoops up their seed where ever she can get it, and she slides her messy digits into her mouth, sucking them clean as she moans and mewls and begs for more incoherently.

Luckily for her, she doesn't need to be coherent. More is exactly what the three wizards intend to give her.

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Hours later, after Fleur has been fucked in every hole and every position under the sun by all three men, they end up back in the living room, taking a bit of a break. They're all clean, thanks to magic… and all naked, thanks to a general level of laziness and an expectation that they'll eventually get right back to fucking. For now though, they're having some snacks and some drinks to replenish their energy and their fluids. Sirius and James have taken up the two armchairs, while Fleur is curled up against Harry on the couch, one hand teasing his muscles and stroking at his cock while the other holds the sandwich she's currently nibbling at.

"Alright Harry, you were right. Fleur has performed quite… enthusiastically so far."

Fleur preens under the praise from James, even as he lifts his drink in Harry's direction, and Harry in turn does the same. Sirius chuckles as he glances between them, before his eyes settle on Fleur, filled with all of the smoldering fire she'd seen before. He's nowhere near satisfied.

"I can't believe this is the first time I've fucked a veela, honestly. I've been missing out. Hell, we've been missing out. All this time, you've held out on us Harry. Keeping this a secret from your old man, I can understand… but your godfather?! I feel so betrayed!"

It's clearly meant in jest, and everyone laughs, even as James throws a seat pillow at Sirius from across the room. There's a general sense of happiness permeating the lounge area that leaves Fleur suffused with warm and eager for more… even if she IS growing a bit tired, her body used and abused quite roughly by the three well-hung wizards. She just… she just needs a moment, and she's sure she'll be ready for Round… what was it now, Round Ten? Maybe more, she felt like they'd gotten into the double digits a while ago…

"Still."

James' tone is suddenly serious, and everyone else in the room looks his way as he frowns slightly.

"You're not going to be able to handle all three of us for the entire weekend, Fleur. You already look like you want to take a nap, and it's only mid-afternoon."

Fleur flushes in shame at that, even as Sirius nods and Harry stays silent beside her. Even he knows that his father is right. If she'd known Harry was bringing company, she would have picked up some potions for the equation. As it was, Pepper-Ups were not the kind of thing that they kept just lying around Shell Cottage. Not when taking too many at once could do some serious damage and they had children in the house.

Squirming a bit as all three men stare at her, waiting for her response, Fleur considers just what that response is going to be. She won't lie, she has an idea… but is she really going to go through with it? As loathe as she is to clue her relatives in on what kind of studs she's found in Britain, she's not at all inclined to let any of the three wizards before her leave Shell Cottage unsatisfied.

Licking her lips, Fleur collects herself and finally caves.

"I… may know some other veela who would be interested."

James' brow jumps up, while Sirius' eyes light up with undisguised glee. Fleur blushes deeper still as she glances towards Harry.

"My younger sister, Gabrielle… she'd be happy to join in so long as Harry here was her first. My mother would not take much convincing at all ever since Papa passed away, and my cousins… well, I'm sure if I call around using the floo, I can find a few more veela who are free to join in on the fun."

"Now that's what I'm talking about!"

Sirius is quick to jump on board with the plan, lifting his glass Fleur's way before downing the rest of it's contents in one go. James is smiling too, while Harry merely gives her a squeeze along her hip and a quiet 'If you're sure'. But she is sure, as hesitant as she was before… she's now very sure. Standing up from the couch, Fleur sashays her way over to the fireplace and grabs a handful of floo powder from the pot on the mantle above it.

Flicking some powder into the flames, she speaks clearly and concisely.

"Chateau Delacour."

Then, she drops to her knees and leans her head into the green flames to speak to whoever is on the other end. No one is there quite yet, not a servant nor one of her family members. As she peers into her family home, waiting for someone to come along, she jumps at the feeling of a big pair of hands suddenly groping her ass.

Fleur's eyes go wide, and she opens her mouth before realizing where said mouth is. Biting her lip at the realization that one of the cheeky bastards is about to take advantage of her while she's in the middle of the call, Fleur has to stifle a moan as a familiar cock presses against her well-fucked cunt lips from behind. Of course, that's the moment her little sister walks into the room, blinking in surprise as she sees Fleur's face in the fireplace.

"Fleur?"

Before Fleur can give Gabrielle a return greeting, the prick half-inside of her pulls back and then thrusts forward, surprising her out of her attempt at concentrating on the task at hand. Thus, the first thing the other part veela hears from her elder sister is a loud, wanton moan as the older witch resigns herself to having this conversation while being plowed from behind by a big, fat, delicious wizard cock.

As Gabrielle begins to blush, realizing what's happening, Fleur also notes the spark of interest in her little sister's eyes… and more importantly, the fact that she's not running in the opposite direction. Good, that was very good. Gabrielle was already interested, already hooked. Now she just had to reel her in…

"Gabrielle… I, ah, have a, mmm, proposition for you…"

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