Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer's face broke into a wide grin. "No? Very well. I'll leave it on for now. But I want to hear you coming. You'd better warn me when you're close."

'How the hell am I supposed to do that?'

Leaning forward, he kissed her sweaty forehead then got up and knelt behind her.

The head of his cock pressed at her slit, and he groaned as he rubbed through her lubrication.

They could both hear her pussy coating him.

Lucifer pushed into her wet heat with a sigh. He'd been imagining fucking her in that very position for the past two weeks.

She made a sound of relief around her gag, and he smiled. 'I'm not the only one dying for it.'

Hermione felt his balls tap her clit and moaned louder.

Her bum was on fire, and he just kept stoking it.

Every time his hips bumped her roasted flesh, she couldn't think. Her head was numb.

All that mattered was that he kept fucking her. He didn't disappoint.

Lucifer tried to slow down his thrusts, but the effort was wasted. Every whimper shifted his hips into a new gear.

Her muffled cries mixed with the slippery sound of her sex, blending into a duet of lust, his balls keeping time against her clit; he didn't want the tempo to drag.

She suddenly made a panicked noise behind her gag.

"Already, pet?" He stopped to unfasten the strap. 

She groaned in frustration when he paused. "Please, sir. I'm close!" Her mouth wouldn't work; she sounded drunk.

"I know," he said, starting to thrust again. "I can hear it."

Hermione rubbed her face against the bed, trying to work the stiffness from her jaw.

His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled her back onto his cock, thrusting home.

Her bum felt like a heatwave, and it met in a warm front with her pussy.

Her eyes closed, and she let the rhythm of his pounding take control of her body.

If her pussy hadn't been aching to such a degree, she would have found the steady beat relaxing; instead, it felt as though she were a spring-loaded trap being set to snap.

Hermione could only stay in that state for so long before the tears would start falling. "Please, sir!"

"Come for me," he panted.

He reached around and rubbed her clit. It was just enough to push her over.

Her muscles started to clench, and her pussy grabbed at him, holding him captive.

She let out a long wail as her lower body spasmed and shook, so relieved that the trap had sprung.

"Bloody hell, girl! You're killing me," Lucifer growled. He'd been holding back, but the feel of her convulsing pussy dragged him overboard.

His balls clenched, and he let out the roaring grunt as he came deep inside her, pulling her even harder against himself as the release shot from his cock.

Completely out of breath, he pulled out of her quickly in his haste to lie down.

Her gutted gasp made his stomach seize.

"Sorry, love," he whispered, chest heaving. "I'll make it up to you."

Hermione watched him collapse on his belly next to her. He unclipped her left arm and leg then reached through and got the other side.

Relief and disappointment fought for control in her head as she regained her freedom.

Before she could sink down, he pulled her on top of him so she straddled his hips, her head resting on his shoulder.

Lucifer dug around for his wand and sent all the paraphernalia to the chair so they wouldn't kick it off the bed.

He stroked her back, whispering words of praise in her ear until she calmed.

Hermione was floating.

Her nipples hurt, and her bum burned, but it all seemed very disconnected and far away.

His voice was the only thing keeping her present.

She wanted to sleep, but she also wanted to keep listening to him talk.

"You did so well tonight, pet. I'm proud of you. Are you all right?"

"Yes, sir," she murmured in a tired whisper.

"I know how wet you were, but did you enjoy what we did tonight?" This was it.

The million galleon question. She would either admit that she wanted this side of him, or she'd deny it and they would languish.

"The nipple clamps were too tight," she muttered.

Lucifer looked down at her curly head; her bunches were in debauched disarray. "What about the restraints?"

She buried her face in his shoulder so he couldn't see her blush. "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, again."

He chuckled. "And the ball gag?" He already knew the answer to that one.

"Yes."

Lucifer smiled. "The paddle?" A sleepy groan hummed against his chest.

"That hurt a lot. I didn't like it tonight. But I do like making you happy."

"You do, pet. You looked magnificent trussed up on the bed with your bum bright red. I wanted to come all over your face when I saw you with that ball gag in your mouth." He could feel her smiling into his shoulder.

Turning his head, he kissed her temple. "Go to sleep. We'll go again in the morning."

Her eyes closed, and she let him roll her onto the bed.

She watched through weighted lids as he removed the cuffs from her arms and legs.

Her limbs felt floaty with them gone.

Lucifer pulled her against him, kissing her face and whispering something about her sweet pussy.

He pulled her leg over his hip and tickled her chest with his fingertips.

She was asleep in less than a minute.

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Lucifer awoke just after dawn. She was wrapped around him with her face buried in his chest.

There was some serious morning wood happening under the blankets, and he groaned in his head. 

'Seriously? After two times in one night?' He wanted to let her sleep, but fucking sounded like a grand plan.

'What a lovely dilemma.' His hands slid down to feel her bum, and Hermione woke, her eyelashes fluttering open next to his nipple.

"Awake, pet?"

"MmMmm," she moaned.

"Are you ready for my cock again?"

"I need the loo first," she muttered into his chest.

"Go. I'm not into golden showers yet." There was an amused smirk on her face as she stumbled out of the bed and padded off to bathroom.

Lucifer enjoyed her naked parade to the loo and pumped his prick a few times to test its durability. 

'Adamantine. Wonderful.' At least it could be put to good use with her around.

The toilet flushed, and he heard the sink running. She came back out after a couple of minutes.

Her hair was smoothed down somewhat, and it looked as if she'd washed her face. 

He was still under the covers, and Hermione stopped in her tracks, staring at him, wanting to remember how he looked at that very moment.

The sleepy relaxed expression, the fuckable smirk at the corner of his mouth, the mischievous glint in his eye.

Lucifer was covered to the hips, his chest bare, tempting her with possibility.

She wanted to tear off that damn blanket and rub herself all over his body.

Lucifer saw her stop and stare. "Something on your mind?"

A grin slowly spread across her face as she walked closer. "Yes, sir."

He pushed down the sheets so she could see his erection.

"Anything I can do for you?"

Her grin widened. "Yes, sir."

"Come lie across my lap. I want to see how you're doing first."

Hermione climbed up and rested her belly against his bare legs.

He was warm from the blankets; still, she shivered when his hands parted her cheeks.

One finger traced over her hole, drawing a happy sigh from her.

Lucifer smirked when she opened her legs wider. Her anus no longer looked irritated and swollen.

She was healed for further play (at least internally).

"How does your bum feel?"

"Which part?" she grinned.

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