Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

Ch 88 – Not Forcing ~Erotic~



Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old. 

Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18+

(Hermione - Blessed by Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)

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Gently pushing on his chest, Hermione looked into his eyes, making sure he knew she was asking, not forcing.

He took a step back, and she slid off the bed.

Oblivious to his small chest hair, she kissed over to one nipple and caught it between her teeth.

Lucifer shuddered and grunted, which made her smile.

Repeating the same thing on the other side, she sucked a short hiss out of him.

Her fingers nimbly unfastened his trousers as she tasted him.

Lucifer groaned hoarsely as his hard-on finally found release, being thankful he didn't chose to put the belt on.

He couldn't take his eyes off her as she slid her hand down the trail of hair around his belly button and followed it into his shorts.

Her other hand pulled the front of his boxers over his cock so she could watch her own exploration.

His engorged head peeked out of the top of his boxers, and Hermione left him like that while she slid her hands around his back.

She looked up into his face. The heat in his gaze scalded her, and she reveled in the burn.

Her palms slipped down the back of his trousers onto his naked arse.

Catching his clothes with her thumbs, she eased them down over his bum.

When she got below his hips, Hermione knelt, kissing his belly and thigh as she passed.

Her hands continued down the backs of his legs until she had his trousers round his ankles.

She pulled off his night socks and roughly shoved the stack of clothing to the side so he could step out.

Staring up at him, Hermione waited with her face an inch away from his straining heat.

He hadn't told her to suck his cock, and Hermione had no intention of doing so without his permission.

She wanted to hear him tell her to do it. Out loud.

Lucifer stared at her kneeling form for a minute before saying anything.

'Bloody hell, I should have her undress me every single day from here on out.'

His dick twitched with each of her exhales, the escaping air blessedly breezy around his newly-freed flesh.

The zipper had just about rubbed him raw.

"Open your mouth," Lucifer breathed.

"Tongue out."

Her wet pink muscle crept out, and he leaned forward, sighing as his knob made contact with it.

Wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, he painted her lips and tongue with the leaking tip.

Her breath came faster, ghosting over his dewy head, and he fought the sudden urge to hold her still and just fuck her face.

'Another time.'

"Get up," he whispered.

Hermione stood, letting out a small gasp as he picked her up, his hands gripping her heated bum.

It was so unexpected; her heart thumped hard in surprise.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding tight, the heat of his body against her marvelous.

Carrying her over to the night flame, since Harry doesn't like dark rooms,
Lucifer put her back against the adjacent wall.

It was warmer there.

He used one hand to aim his cock into her heat, greasing himself in her excitement first.

Moving his swollen head to the slight hollow of her entrance, he teased her opening until Hermione started giving him a desperate keening whine, 'Just put inside!'

Hermione bit his shoulder, anticipating his entrance, but he continued taunting her with endless false starts.

"Please, sir," she begged, her words muffled in his warm neck.

His eyes fell closed as he relented, sinking into her with languid patience, enjoying every tremble and sigh as she stretched around him.

When he could go no deeper, Lucifer stopped, sliding his hand down to where their bodies met.

Hermione curled backwards, allowing his hand more room, and he stroked her clit with the side of one finger.

"Let go of me. Lean on the wall." He guided her backward with a hand to her belly.

Unlocking her arms, she tipped back against the cool stones.

He'd left a wet spot below her belly button, and her eyes followed the damp trail back to his nimble fingers.

He teased her clit with feathery strokes, which made her hips grind as the pressure coiled inside her.

Her legs were wound around him so tightly he let go of her hips and she didn't shift an inch.

Lucifer gathered up her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head.

She struggled for a couple seconds and then ground against him even harder.

Pure lust darkened her gaze, charring her chocolate eyes.

He barely had to move as she bucked and writhed. Steadily swiping his finger back and forth over her clit, Lucifer followed her thrusting with his hips.

Their speed increased as her breathing got more ragged. "Are you close, pet?"

"Yes, sir."

He let his pubic bone take over for his fingers and moved his hand around to tease the base of her plug.

Hermione cried out as he pressed it deeper, moving it inside her.

When she struggled in his grip, Lucifer pinned her harder to the rough stones.

"Stop fighting it, girl. This is exactly what you desire . . . what you need."

A shuddering sob shook her body, and she let go, giving over her control to him.

He was right. She just wanted to turn off her brain for five seconds. It was wonderful to not be in charge for once.

There was no pressure. She didn't have to figure out anything or worry about doing it right.

"That's it. Give yourself to me."

When she started to climax, her eyes found his again. "Oh God, yessss," Hermione hissed.

She could only manage a wordless shout of excruciating joy as her muscles clenched around his iron length.

The sharp slap of his hips only increased as Hermione came down from her high.

Black spots danced around the edge of her vision, her head buzzing dully.

She felt drugged. It was lovely.

Her back felt a bit raw, but she didn't care.

The bite of the stone only added to the sweet friction in her pussy.

Lucifer noted her half-lidded, blank stare and the small dopey grin. She looked stoned.

Oh yes, he smiled to himself, there's my submissive little demon.

Small soft notes of pleasure sighed from her pink lips.

He didn't want her to drift too far.

Letting go of her arms, he grabbed her arse cheeks with both hands and pulled her open.

Hermione inhaled sharply through her nose at the sensation of being roughly spread apart.

Her hands clamped around the back of his neck, and she held on as he bounced her harder up and down his rigid length.

Hermione watched the line between his brows deepen, a look of concentration pinching his features.

'He's close. Is he trying to come or hold off?' She couldn't tell, but she wanted to watch him lose it.

Not even caring about the bathroom door being open in the slightest.

"Please come inside me, sir," Hermione whispered, stroking the bulging tendons in his neck. "I need you."

He stared at her, repeating her words in his head. I need you. I need you? Not "I need you to do something" or "I need you to stop."

Nor was she asking for any physical gift or favor.

Hell, she'd just come a second ago-she wasn't asking for more yet.

Just I need you.

For some reason those three simple words made Lucifer's mind reel.

No one needed him for no reason.

They all needed him to do something.

Bloody Universe constantly demanded things from him.

Never once did anyone say "I need you" without some ulterior motive.

He stopped moving, and Hermione looked at him, confused.

He slid out of her and set her gently on the ground, staring at her.

"You need me to what, Hermione?"

Her brow furrowed deeper. 'What's he on about?' "I just need you."

"To what?"

Hermione shook her head slightly. "To . . . nothing," she replied in puzzlement. "I guess just to be you."

He squinted at her, and she felt like a bug under a magnifying glass. "Did I do something wrong, sir?"

After several silent seconds, Lucifer shook his head. "No, you didn't do anything wrong."

Hermione didn't know what to make of his sudden silence. "Sir? Don't you want to come?"

A smirk lit the corner of his mouth.

The painful ache of his swollen flesh had started to diminish.

He guided her toward the bed. "I just need to think for a minute."

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