Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

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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It sounded as though he had to fight the laughter as he spoke, "It'll do that from time to time." Lucifer held out his hand to her and softly commanded, "Give me your hand."

Hermione let him guide her back to his erection. 

Closing her hand around his shaft, he covered it with his own. His organ jumped again, but this time their combined grip left her feeling less frightened. 

Now it felt more like a pulsing inside her fist. 

Lucifer slowly released her and let her take it on her own. 

Hermione was, now more focused, she noticed how soft the skin on his dick felt, like Egyptian cotton wrapped around an iron pole. 

Her fingers examined every vein and ridge as if trying to memorize him for a test.

Ever the apt pupil, Hermione noted each time his breath hitched or he inhaled sharply, knowing she made him as crazy as he'd made her. 

Gradually, she moved to his balls, stroking them, rubbing softly, testing their weight. 

Then, Hermione noticed a small bit of moisture leaking from the tip of his dick.

"your pre-cum?" She ran her fingertip through the shine and gathered it up for closer inspection.

"Yes," he breathed, watching as Hermione rubbed the droplet between her thumb and forefinger, feeling its consistency. "Taste it."

Without thinking twice, Hermione brought her fingers to her lips, a look of wonder plastered across her face. 

Her tongue poked out and licked his fluid from her thumb before sliding her forefinger into her mouth and sucking it clean.

This did elicit a growl from Lucifer, "Give me your hand again."

Hermione did as she was told and watched intently as he wrapped her fingers around his shaft, this time more firmly, and began to move it up and down. 

She understood immediately. It's called a hand-job, Hermione knew it now, and God help her, she was enjoying it. 

She could think of nothing but making him orgasm. 

Hermione wanted him to lose control because of her and what she was doing to him.

Once she found the rhythm, Lucifer let go of her hand. As usual, she proved to be a fast learner and an excellent student.

Even though, he was sure, Hermione had done this multiple times before, it's like..... she's doing it for the 1st time again. 

'This girl is really unstable....'

His cock began to weep once more, the pearly liquid hypnotizing her. 

Her vision became unfocused; all she could see was the light reflecting off the moisture at the tip. 

Leaning forward, Hermione dragged her tongue across his engorged head, licking away the evidence of his lust.

"Bloody fucking hell," he muttered as a shiver rolled down his spine. What was she trying to do to him?

A triumphant smile lit Hermione's face. "More?" she asked coyly.

"Yes," he hissed. Was she mad? Of course Lucifer wanted more!

Her tongue lapped happily at his cock, and his eyes rolled back in his head before he could close them. 

Teeth clenched, Lucifer managed to growl at her, "Put it between your lips so I can fuck that smart little mouth of yours."

His hands moved to the sides of her face, and he slowly slid his swollen cock into her hot mouth. "Don't stop using your tongue," he instructed. 

Hermione did as requested, and he pulled her face over his straining flesh again and again. 

When his knob hit the back of her throat, she gagged. It made Lucifer blink twice....

Did everything reset or what? 

Staying calm, he moved one hand to his side and found his wand as he spoke, "That's all right . . . just relax."

Hermione's eyes watered profusely; she briefly wondered if anyone had ever choked to death while giving head. 

The tip of his wand ran down her throat, and the esophageal tickle died along with the tightness of constriction.

Tucking his wand back in his robes, Lucifer answered her question before she could ask. "No more gagging for now."

Relieved, Hermione eyed his crotch with renewed enthusiasm, putting the thought of learning this spell in back of her mind. 

Lucifer smirked. "You like sucking my cock, don't you?"

Her glassy eyes met his, and she smiled slightly. 'I really do.' 

"Yes, sir."

"Then, get back to it."

Hermione licked him from root to tip, making sure to get every inch wet. 

Becoming inspired, she moved lower, lapping his bollocks as if they were melting chocolate. 

This earned her a heated growl, so Hermione ignored the tiny hairs tickling her face and got closer, sucking one into her mouth. 

A murmured "fuck" slipped from his lips, and she smiled around his sac.

"Dammit Granger, move back to my cock!" Lucifer hissed.

Hermione was only too happy to accept this new assignment. 

Grasping the base with one hand, she reapplied herself to his glistening length.

Lucifer watched her through half-lidded eyes. It felt as if her tongue had a mind of its own, that wet muscle never stopping, pushing him closer to release. 

He fought the building pleasure, trying to keep it going as long as possible. 

Despite his efforts, his resolve began to slip away. 

All restraint was lost when he felt his head slide a little ways down her throat.

Grabbing the sides of her face, Lucifer forced her to meet his eyes. She looked at him with unveiled lust, his sex halfway in her mouth as he growled out his final order. "Swallow it all."

Hermione's mind raced. 'Swallow?'

Lucifer grunted as his balls tightened and the first shocks of his orgasm hit.

Understanding dawned on Hermione, and she wondered just how much would come out. 

There was no more time for thinking; she felt the first warm spurts on the back of her tongue. 

His hands grasped her head while, hips bucked spastically into her face. 

Hermione swallowed every time he withdrew, afraid to stop. How much semen would it take to drown a person?

Having been alone for 2 months, Lucifer came even harder, the feeling blissfully different from his own hand. 

He groaned through every second of sweet release.

Glancing down, he saw Granger looking almost angelic with her tear-stained face and her lips wrapped around his erection. 

The last of the aftershocks tore through his body, and he carefully pulled himself from her mouth. 

His brain had gone wonderfully numb, and he didn't want Hermione to spoil his chance at relaxation. 

But instead of speaking, she just smiled shyly and turned to find her knickers. 

Lucifer kept an eye on her as he tucked himself back into his pajamas. 

When she picked up her knickers, he forced himself to speak. "Leave them."

Surprised, Hermione turned to him. "Sir?"

Lucifer sighed. "Bring them here."

She handed him her panties and watched, confused, as he turned them until he found the crotch. 

One finger stroked the wet gusset, and Hermione went red as a beet.

"Go now. And," he added, slipping her knickers into his pocket, "I won't be telling anyone about this...."

Hermione was speechless. He didn't sound angry or regretful. He did, however, sound tired. 

She slowly nodded her head, grateful in response to his comment.

Dismissing her with a wave of his hand, he drawled, "Go to bed,  Granger."

She got up and walked toward the door, hardly believing the turn her night had taken.

"It's Hermione...." Smiling as she reached the doorknob, paused on her way out. "Thank you. I think I've learned my lesson."

Lucifer didn't turn in time to catch her smile, just the click of the door shutting. 

"You're very welcome," he said to himself before reaching into his pocket and stroking the damp satin.

"It's been a pleasure teaching you."

A wicked grin spread across his face as, Lucifer laid his down on the pillow, for some much needed sleep.