Harry Potter: Sex Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer stared into her eyes as he penetrated her. It felt as if it had been ages since he'd last been inside her.

'I think I'm getting addicted to her pussy.'

His brain clicked off as her heat engulfed him. He didn't want to think anymore.

His length split her in two, making her lower belly ache when he was completely buried inside her womb.

The stretch was wonderful. Hermione writhed beneath him, unable to stay still as the tension wound itself tighter.

'He is going to drive me insane. I'm going to end up wandering around St. Mungo's with Gilderoy Lockhart.'

She needed him to move. Faster. Harder. It didn't matter, as long as he moved. "Please fuck me hard, sir." 

He didn't make her wait.

His hips snapped faster, and her nails nipped his shoulder as she attempted to keep hold.

Lucifer grunted, dropping his lips to her neck where he lapped a long, wet line across her skin.

Pressing his mouth to her pulse, he sucked her hard, his teeth scalloping the edges.

"Yes! More, sir. So good," she gasped.

Her nails sheared his back as he sped up.

The pool in her pussy spattered onto his balls each time he bottomed out, the wet sound mixing perfectly with her tiny groans.

He moved faster just to hear more.

Hermione gritted her teeth as his hips beat against her. The urgency in her core grew.

She kept thinking she was close, but each time her climax slipped away like sand through her fist. 'Dammit!'

Lucifer felt her thrashing around under him. Her nails were leaving thin ribbons of fire across his back.

The first coherent thought he'd had for a while floated into his head. "Take it easy, girl. You're going to draw blood."

"I can't come," she wailed miserably.

Lucifer looked straight at her in the eye. "Who said I wanted you to come?"

Hermione growled and slammed her head against the pillows, squeezing her eyes shut so he couldn't see her thoughts. 'Fuck you!'

He chuckled and snapped his hips harder. "Not yet, pet. Just enjoy the ride."

Digging her nails into his bum, she let him know what she thought of his plan.

He just hissed and sped up even more.

Hermione realized he liked it and grinned into his neck.

Scratching lines across his arse, she slid her claws inward and then, staking her nails in place, spread open his cheeks.

Growling into her hair, Lucifer fought the tightening in his balls and slammed into her hard one last time before going still. 

'Damn little swot. I'll teach you to use my own tricks against me.'

"That wasn't a smart move, Granger." He pulled out and roughly flipped her over.

The dragon in her arse roared back at him. "Push it out," he ordered, swirling the base of the plug deeper into her.

She whined in protest, but did as he said.

The silver plug fell from her, and Lucifer placed it on the bedside table for later.

He summoned the jar of lube from the bathroom. "Let's see if we can't get those three fingers in tonight."

Hermione's eyes went wide, and she started to push up on her arms.

She'd been trying (really trying) all months, and she still couldn't get more than two of her own fingers in herself.

Three of his fingers were definitely not going to fit.

"I'm really sorry, sir," she apologized in a rush,"Please, I'm not ready. I can't do it!"

Her previous confident declaration of taking 3 fingers before now just going to chicken out....

Sitting on the back of her legs, Lucifer paused then reached over and picked up the riding crop.

He cracked it against the side of her bum, leaving a pink wedge that would quickly turn brick red.

"I'll give you a choice, Granger. We work until you can take those three fingers, which is something you want; or I get out the paddle and you find out how to apologize properly, something you do not want. Which shall you choose?"

Her heart started hammering. Both choices scared her.

The riding crop snapped at her again as he waited for an answer.

She had to think clearly. Both options would hurt, but she didn't mind apologizing.

The leather keeper cracked again, and she squealed into her pursed lips.

There were pros and cons for each possibility.

"If three hurts too much, can I change my choice to the paddle?"

"No."

"Which choice would make you happier?" Hermione twisted and looked over her shoulder at him.

He seemed a bit surprised by the question, his eyebrows quirking up as he sat back on his heels.

'Which choice would make me happier? Happier?'

"I'm not a sadist like Maze, Hermione. I don't enjoy causing you pain. I enjoy your submission."

"So . . . you'd rather finger my bum?"

Tapping the leather thoughtfully against her backside, he sighed.

"I'd rather you not keep trying to take control every chance you get. I just have to teach you again and again that you are not the one in charge."

Staring at him, Hermione bit the inside of her lips as she thought.

She felt like an ungrateful child. He never left her wanting (well . . . except when he did it on purpose).

Maybe if she would just let go they'd both have a better time. "You're right. I'm sorry, sir. I choose both."

"Both?"

She twisted her shoulders around further and looked him in the eye. "I deserve the paddle. I need you to punish me. But you're right, I do want your fingers. I won't fight you anymore. Well . . . I'll do my best. It's hard to let go sometimes."

'Damn.'

Lucifer couldn't stay angry when she said things like that. Her sad expression tugged at his defenses. 

'Damn. Damn. Damn.' Lucifer ran his hand down his face.

How did she destroy his rage with just a few words? 

'It's because she trusts you, you fool.

No one else would even want you so much, but she's ready to give you unlimited access to every last inch of her body....'

"Are you certain, Hermione?"

Turning back to the pillows, she nodded. "It'll eat me alive if you don't punish me."

He understood. She needed to make her repentance visible, put her inner turmoil on the outside.

"Get those pillows under your hips."

Lucifer got out of bed and stretched his legs. He wanted to give her time to get ready.

When he got back with the Gryffindor Lion paddle, she was waiting for him with her bum propped high in the air, close enough to the left side of the bed that he could reach her.

She looked beautiful. 

'Don't get distracted.'

"Count," he growled out. "And say you're sorry."

The hard wood slammed into her.

It hurt. A lot.

Less sting and more thud than she was currently used to.

"One," Hermione said with a wince. "I'm sorry, sir!"

'Thwack.'

The impact jarred her. Heat spread, burning both her cheeks at once.

"Two! I'm sorry, sir."

Her heart jumped at the next hit.

She groaned through her clenched teeth and fisted the sheets. "Three! I'm sorry, sir."

She felt as if she were sitting on the hearth right next to a roaring fire, her bum roasted by the flames.

The blunt shock of the wood crashing into her left her almost breathless. 

'Crack.' Hermione gasped. "Four! I'm sorry, sir!" Silent tears spilled down her face.

'Thwack.'

Her bum was throbbing, and she started sobbing. "Five! I'm sorry, sir!"

He laid on the last one hardest and watched the two white spots bloom to red where her sit bones met the paddle. 

"SixI'msorrysir!"

That was enough. "Good girl. Stay there."

Hermione expected more swats, but he climbed up behind her; and instead of the solid surface of the paddle, she felt his hands rub the sting out of her skin.

She cried softly into her folded arms.

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