Harry Potter: Se'x Oriented Hogwarts
Chapter 519: Ch 545 - So Sweet, Ready to Eat~
Straddling his leg, she hissed as the plug pressed deeper.
With one hand on the arm of the chair and one on his chest, she leaned forward and rocked her clit against his thigh.
It was perfect.
"I’m going to come, sir."
"Right now?"
She nodded. "Pretty soon."
"Lift up your shirt. I want to see everything."
Hermione didn’t stop grinding as she pulled her t-shirt above her breasts.
The room felt extremely airy without that thin layer.
Lucifer estimated about two minutes until she came. Her nipples were going stiff, and the musky scent of pussy floated through the air. "I can smell you, love. I’m going to lick you clean when you’re done. But first I want to see how wet those knickers can get."
Hermione heard him whispering about wet knickers, and she was coming, her body quaking with pleasure.
A guttural groan slipped from her slack mouth.
She couldn’t stop it. His eyes burned into her, recording every tick and convulsion.
It made her far less embarrassed once she saw the lust behind that ebony stare.
"That might be a new record, love." Lucifer reached out and drew his finger over one tight nipple. "I don’t think you made it thirty seconds."
Hermione smiled, climbing all the way into his lap and resting her soaked gusset against the bulge in his trousers. "Yes, sir. Are you really going to lick my pussy now?"
A dark chuckle rose from his chest. "Is that what you’d like?"
"Yes, sir. And your cock."
"First get on the bed and show me how wet your knickers are."
She nodded happily and went to the bed.
Once she was on her back, she spread her legs for his viewing pleasure.
Lucifer could see the huge wet spot from where he sat.
The white cotton clung to her lips, highlighting the dark cleft of her sex.
His hand went to his cock and squeezed it back into submission, then he went in for a closer look.
"Bloody hell, love," he muttered.
He ran one finger over the damp material, and she wiggled her hips for more.
He eased her panties over her hips and rolled them off, dragging them down her legs and tossing them aside.
The smell of her pussy teased his nostrils.
Shoving her back along the quilt, he leaned down and spread open her lips.
Cream coated every last inch.
’It does look like icing.’ He buried his face in her muff, slurping at her entrance, licking her folds clean.
"Oh gods!" Hermione shouted with a hard jerk, her clit screaming. "Lucifer! Fuck! Slow down."
He growled and shoved his tongue up her twat, brushing his nose over her clit.
Her hands were in his hair, and she pushed away his head even as her hips pressed closer.
He burrowed in deeper, getting everything he could.
His cock struggled against his fly, and he shoved one hand down to unzip his trousers.
The extra room gave him some respite, but the bed seemed out to rub him raw.
When he’d sucked all the cream from her center, he leaned back and surveyed his work. "Now we can start all over and see how wet you can get again."
"I want to suck your cock."
"Hm. I don’t think that’s a good idea at this point. Later. When I need it."
Hermione growled, her plans thwarted. "Will you bugger me?"
Grinning, Lucifer climbed up to kiss her. "No, probably tomorrow. It’s raining outside."
Another low growl. "Please."
"Tomorrow."
"Can I at least take off your clothes?"
One side of his mouth curled up. "If you like."
Her hands were already unbuttoning his shirt before he finished the sentence. "You know very well I like."
His lips touched hers again. "Don’t be in such a hurry. We’ve got all night."
"I can’t help it. I want you." Her progress with his shirt dead-ended at his belt.
She lost her grip on the slick leather when his tongue pushed past her lips and started fucking her mouth.
She squealed but it was muffled by his mouth.
She dug her fingers into his hips and jerked him closer.
If he wanted to play the aggressive game, she could match him move for move.
When he ran out of air, he let her rest, going for her neck so she could finish undressing him.
Her shaking fingers finally got his trousers open the rest of the way, and he grunted when she started to rub him through his shorts.
"Stop that," he groaned. "Just take them off." He was starting to get friction burn.
Hermione got his clothes below his bum and used her feet to shove it all down to his ankles.
Lucifer toed off his shoes and kicked his trousers onto the floor.
One sock was stuck on his foot, and he had to tear it off with help of the bed and his other foot.
"Take off that blasted shirt," he growled. "It’s not doing you any good like that."
Hermione wiggled it off and cast it aside while he sat up and pulled off his disheveled shirt.
He was gloriously naked when he pressed his chest to hers, and she wrapped her arms around him, running her hands up and down his bare back.
His hips circled into her, and she moaned over his shoulder as he ground his manhood into her core.
She couldn’t stay still after all that.
Her fingers dug into his bum and held him hostage.
"Oh, no you don’t," he said, pulling her hands off his arse and pinning them next to her head. "Do I need to tie you down, or will you be good?"
"Tie me down!"
Lucifer snickered into her neck. "Have it your way."
Holding out a hand, he summoned his wand.
With one quick flick, her hands shot towards the bed posts.
Another flick made her ropes visible.
She seemed to enjoy that, squirming and staring at the ropes as if they were candy. "Shall I do your legs too?"
He didn’t wait for a reply.
Giving his wand one more lazy flick, he drew her ankles toward her hand, foot and wrist bound to the same bedpost.
Lucifer bit back a laugh when she tested the ropes; she seemed to be on the brink of another climax.
After twisting her tail so it was properly aligned up and down, he ran his wand tip along the back of her thigh, smirking when her leg jumped. "Is this what you had in mind, pet?"
"Um . . . not quite. But I like it anyway."
His mouth curled up. "It’s a very becoming look on you."
Hermione blushed and bit her lip.
She knew he was teasing her, but she knew he meant it too. "Thank you, sir. I was hoping you’d like it."
"It’s nice, but it’s missing something."
"What?"
"The proper accessaries." He summoned the clamps and adjusted the tension, taking his time as she watched and worried. "Aren’t you going to beg me for these as well? Or are you partial to the hairbrush now?"
"I don’t know if I want them or not."
"That’s a pity. Had you asked nicely, I would have taken out your plug and given your arse a nice tongue-bath." He wanted to teach her a lesson about taking whatever he gave her.
"May I please have the clamps, sir?"
"No, no," he said, chuckling. "You missed your chance. I think these will have to be a little bit tighter, and I think we’ll practice asking willingly for the pleasure I offer. And thanking me for things before I suggest it."
’Damn.’ "I’m sorry, sir. I do want what you give me."
"Good. Let’s hear you beg."
Swallowing hard, she licked her lips and took a deep breath. "Please clamp my nipples, sir. I need it. I need to prove I’m your good girl."
Lucifer raised one eyebrow. "That was very nice."
She gasped as he opened one clamp and placed it to her nipple.
He didn’t let it close, he just watched her face and waited.
"Please, sir. I want it. I want whatever you give me."
Smiling, he gently let it close.
The clamps were tighter than she liked, but she took a deep breath and tried to breathe through the pinch.
It wasn’t unbearable; she wasn’t crying or anything. "Thank you, sir."
Lucifer smiled. "That was excellent, pet. Are you ready for the other one?"
"Yes, sir."
The other jaw closed around her free nipple, and she sucked in her breath.
The pain in the first side had already started to dull, but having the other one clamped made it harder to maintain her composure.
"Thank you, sir," she said through clenched teeth.
"You’re being a very good girl now. Should I reward your good behavior?"
"Please, sir. I want whatever you want give me."
Smiling again, he nodded. "You’re getting better at this, love. Such a fast learner." Sliding down to her pussy, he started to lick her again.
She let out a long, low moan, torn between the pain and pleasure. "Oh God, sir. Thank you."
He grinned into her folds.
’So sweet. So ready to be mine.’
Lucifer slipped two fingers into her pussy and pumped her g-spot in time with his licking.
He didn’t know if it was because she was restrained or if it was the added excitement from the clamps, but she was progressing rapidly, the sloshy sound behind her front wall already quite loud.
With only a small leak as warning, she started to squirt, her back arching like a bow.
She shouted his name but lost her ability to speak halfway through; it morphed to long "unnnnnh" as the liquid ran from her body.
Hermione lay panting in surprise and satisfaction.
Just like before, her orgasm had snuck up on her, rolling through with surprising speed.
Her nipples were killing her, but her climax seemed to have drained some of their steam.
Lucifer didn’t try to lick up this offering.
He wanted to hear her while they fucked.
Pushing up, he knelt at her shrine.
When he tapped his cock in her fount, she said his name.
He couldn’t look away from the wet shine that coated his knob, sanctifying himself in her watery release.
When he pressed in the tip, she growled out a moan and started testifying.
"Oh God!"
Lucifer smirked and gently gave her a couple shallow thrusts.
Her opening was swollen from her orgasms, and he could feel the plug pressing through her wall.
It kept catching on his head, making her tight opening feel like a ridgy fist.
He knew he was just driving himself crazy, but he couldn’t stop repeatedly pushing past that clenching barrel.
She stared up at him as if she’d never seen him before.
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