Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

"Did you really get that hard watching me in class today leading you to visit bathroom?" she whispered.

"Like you mentioned, I just went to the bathroom for loo."

"Don't be an arse. I touched your dick, okay?"

He smiled. "Why do you ask then?"

"I just want you to know," she murmured, kissing his collarbone. "I think you wanted to bend me over the table and fuck me."

"That would make class more bearable."

"I know it's what I wanted."

"What else did you want?" he asked, turning his head so she had better access to his neck.

"I wanted to suck your cock when you were spanking me in the empty room of our Transfiguration lecture."

He grinned. "Why didn't you say something?"

"I don't know."

"Do you like doing it that much?"

"I like it. But I love making you come."

Lucifer gripped her hips and pressed her harder to his leg.

"When you take me to that club, will you make me suck your cock?"

"Possibly. Do you want to?"

"Yes. I didn't know I'd like it doing it in front of an audience so much until last night."

'An unexpected bonus...' "I think you just like everyone to know when you're good at something."

Hermione looked up at him. "Am I the best you've had?"

He laughed. "You have natural talent, pet. There is a lot you could learn, but most of that would just be tricks and techniques. Do you want to be the best?"

"Yes!" 'Do you not know me at all?'

That just made him laugh harder. "If you really want to, I can get you some books and DVD's."

"I'd prefer hands-on instruction from you."

"hahah." He sighed out a last chuckle and stroked her cheek with one finger.

"This is going to be a great summer. Next you're going to tell me you want to be the best cock-rider in all of Britain."

She didn't know what was so funny about that. "Maybe I do."

That just started him laughing again.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and held her still.

"I'll see what I can do. I think you are going to be the best - Head Girl ever."

"You're laughing at me."

He took a deep breath. "No, I'm not, love. You make me laugh, but I'm not laughing at you. You do win the award for making me laugh the most though. Is that a good enough gold star for your records?"

"If you're going to take the Mickey, I'm-"

Lucifer pulled her face forward and kissed her, silencing her pout.

He wasn't trying to turn her on; he just wanted to kiss her.

The determined furrow of her brow vanished, and she clutched his back.

Her tongue danced against his like a song.

He'd forgotten what joy felt like.

Maybe he'd never really known.

Hermione was breathless when he let her go.

His lips looked swollen and happy, and she wanted to dive back in for more.

He stopped her with a hand to the bum, slapping her cheeks.

"I want to watch you come again."

She couldn't argue with that.

Before she knew it, he had her legs over his shoulders, and he was licking her pussy like a hungry wolf.

Hermione felt as if reality had crumbled around her.

Nothing should feel so good. In less than five minutes, she was bucking against this face and begging him to make her come.

"Thought you wanted a spanking," he muttered to her clit.

A whine slipped out. She hated whining, but she was so close. "Yesyesyes! I do."

'Just a little more...'

He went back to licking her but slowed down and didn't settle on a rhythm.

Her fingers tightened in his hair whenever he put any effort into it. Just a few seconds of quick steady flicks had her bouncing off the bed.

"Let's move this to the settee," he said with one last kiss to her clit.

Hermione fought to breathe like a normally; it seemed utterly impossible to have any kind of acceptable respiration rate with him between her thighs (or anywhere near her for that matter).

He led her to the sitting area and nudged the coffee table closer toward the fire with his foot.

Sitting down, he motioned for her to come to him.

When she got there, he spun her around, entertained by the closeup of her bum.

Her skin still looked splotchy from earlier, but this was her idea and her bottom; if she wanted it sore, that was her choice.

"Face away from me and sit. Did you ever play wheelbarrow as a child? Someone holds your feet and you walk on your hands?"

Hermione looked over her shoulder, her brow knitted in confusion. "Yes."

"I want your hands on the floor just like that, your legs spread around me."

Hermione paused, processing how open that would leave her.

He'd be able to see everything (not that he hadn't seen it before).

Her pussy made it very clear that it fancied the idea of being spread wide while he spanked her.

Nodding, she leaned forward, planting her hands on the floor, awkwardly maneuvering and scooting until her knees were near his hips and the tops of her feet touched the settee's back.

Lucifer smiled. Outstanding.

Everything was on display: her red buttocks, the shining pink of her labia, her swollen clit.

He rubbed his palm over her sweet spot then parted her folds with two fingers, teasing her dissented nub.

When she circled her hips, searching for more friction, he dipped a finger into her honey pot.

'Beautiful...'

"Go down on your elbows, I'll get you a pillow."

He tossed a pillow to her, and she rested her arms and face against it.

"Ready, pet?"

Hermione could hear the smile in his voice. "Yes, sir."

Lucifer slapped her cheek with one hand, and she jumped.

He got the other side, loving the way she jerked and moaned.

Holding her open, he surveyed her juicy response.

Her pussy clenched and relaxed as he gave each cheek his full attention.

Keeping time with his left hand on her clit, he slapped her already red rump with his right.

She was wiggling like a fish on a hook, but she opened her legs wider and pushed back closer to him with every hit.

"Do you like this new position, love?" he asked between smacks.

She could only manage a groan.

"I can see that you do. I can see everything. Are you close?"

'I know you are...'

"Yes, sir."

"Don't come until I tell you to. I want your arse nice and red first."

Hermione whimpered into her arm.

Him telling her not to come just made her want to come even more.

The spanking ignited everything to an inferno; her pussy would surely catch fire soon.

He went faster, giving her no time to relax.

Her body stood rigid, strung like high-tension wires around him.

He stopped rubbing her clit and slid to the spot she liked underneath, above her creaming hole (or in this position below it).

She went still. He rubbed until he heard the soft fast sound of her panting through her nose.

A steady cycle of holding her breath and short nasal gasps matched the tension in her belly.

"Your arse looks lovely, pet. You may come," her murmured, spanking her harder.

Bam! Bam!

Her muscles were marble, her thighs clenching around him like a statue.

She didn't say a word, she just kept sniffing inhales through her nose.

"Come for me, love. I know you're ready. Your pussy's even redder than your bum."

No answer. Just breathing.

"I can see your little arsehole starting to twitch. Show me how hard you can come."

The pulsing under his finger began again and didn't stop.

A river of clear fluid ran past his finger down into her pubic hair.

He wondered if it would leave a wet spot on the seat where her belly rested.

Her hips ticked in a tight little jerking motion as the river continued to flow.

'Dear, how much can she make?'

He didn't give up slapping her cheeks, but he did take it down a notch.

He knew she wanted it to sting.

Her body finally started to relax, slowly going to mush as she let out a moan.

"Holy fuck," she whispered.

Lucifer chuckled and rubbed her bum. "You all right down there?"

"MmmHm."

"That was bloody spectacular, love. I might need to reupholster the seat, but it was well worth it."

Hermione sputtered out an exhausted giggle.

His fingers slid though the wet shine and spread it back to her puckered hole.

Lucifer pushed past the ring of muscle and fingered her rectum. She shuddered and arched into his hand.

His cock was coming back to life, and he was ready to spend some time in her arse.

"Let me know when you're recovered, love. There's plenty to keep me busy here."

He added another finger and wiggled them deep inside her.

The blood rushed in her ears, loud and unrelenting.

Her orgasm had been intense, spiraling out of her body until she was limp.

Her cheeks felt like a hot coals; she put one hand back to rub her bum as he stretched her backdoor.

"Did you like your spanking?"

"Yes, sir."

He helped her, rubbing the other cheek with his free hand. "I want to taste you. Go get on the bed."

Hermione smiled and dragged herself forward until she could stand.

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