For Y/N Harpis, being on the Gryffindor Quidditch team was more than just a sport—it was home. And at the head of it all was Oliver Wood, their captain, mentor, and friend.
Oliver was obsessed with Quidditch, of course. He lived and breathed the game, drilling his players harder than anyone else would have dared. Y/N teased him constantly about it—called him a tyrant when he demanded “just one more lap,” or a lunatic when he made them practice plays at dawn. But beneath the banter, there was trust. Oliver always pushed them because he believed in them.
By their 6th year, the two were inseparable. They studied together in the common room, walked down to breakfast side by side, and could read each other’s thoughts on the pitch without a word.
But that closeness came with a price Y/N had never expected—the slow, confusing realisation that their heart sped up whenever Oliver smiled at them. That their chest tightened every time his hand lingered on their shoulder after practice.
One evening, after yet another grueling training session, Y/N lingered behind while the rest of the team trudged off toward the castle. Oliver was still fussing over the playbook, muttering to himself about beaters and bludgers.
“You know, you’ll drive yourself mad with that thing,” Y/N said, dropping onto the bench beside him.
Oliver looked up, grinning tiredly. “Someone has to keep this team in shape. Can’t risk losing to Slytherin, not this year.”
“You’ve been saying that every year since second year,” Y/N teased.
Oliver laughed, but the sound was softer than usual. For once, the pitch was quiet, the night wrapping around them. Y/N suddenly realised how close they were sitting, knees nearly touching.
Oliver hesitated, closing the playbook. “Truth is, Harpis… I couldn’t do this without you. You’re the one who keeps me from going completely mental.”
The words made Y/N’s throat tighten. They tried to answer with a joke, but their voice came out quiet. “Guess that makes us a good team.”
Oliver’s gaze lingered, searching theirs. The air between them shifted—no longer just teammates, not quite just friends.
When Y/N finally worked up the courage to lean forward, Oliver met them halfway. It wasn’t a dramatic kiss—just a tentative brush of lips, sweet and clumsy and utterly perfect.
They both pulled back with startled laughter.
“Merlin,” Oliver muttered, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages.”
Y/N smiled, heart hammering. “Took you long enough, Captain.”
From that moment on, their friendship didn’t vanish—it deepened. On the pitch, they were still teammates, fierce and focused. Off it, they were something more—partners in every sense of the word. And somehow, that made the team stronger than ever.
Contains: P in v, oral (F receiving), virginity, first time
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You were sitting in the Gryffindor common room with the Marauders. Remus then spoke, you were sitting in the Gryffindor common room with the Marauders.
“Just go tell him you like him, Y/n.” said Remus.
You really liked Sirius and only Remus knew that. You could talk to Remus freely there because James and Sirius were busy arguing.
"But I'm Nervous"
“I know you are, but he likes you too.” Remus assured gently.“Just go talk to him.” He nudged you encouragingly.“And remember, if he gives you any trouble, I’ll hex him.” He winked playfully.“Sirius can be scary but he’s all bark no bite.”
You walk over to Sirius and James who are still arguing "Sirius can I talk to you for a moment?"
James and Sirius stopped arguing instantly when they saw you walking towards them. Sirius raised an eyebrow but nodded.“Sure thing, Darling.” He followed you to a quieter corner of the common room.“What’s up?” He asked casually but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"Erm.... I really like you" you said shyly.
Sirius stared at you like he couldn’t believe you had just said that. He swallowed hard and his voice dropped to almost a whisper.“Do you mean that?” He asked slowly, making sure he heard you right. He thought you were gorgeous, one of the prettiest girls in the year below him.
You blush "yes I do"
Sirius felt his heart pound in his chest. This gorgeous girl was telling him she liked him? He felt a smirk tug at his lips but forced it back, not wanting to scare you.“Do you know what you’re saying?” He asked softly, moving slightly closer to you.
You lean up and kiss him "Yes I do"
Sirius was caught off guard by the sudden kiss but quickly melted into it. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, kissing you back deeply. When you pulled away he was left breathless, his heart racing.Fuck, she can kiss. He thought to himself before grinning at you.
"So...are we.."
"We're together, you little minx." He interrupted softly, pulling you back into another kiss before resting his forehead against yours. "No one else gets to touch this or kiss these lips but me." His hand squeezed your waist possessively. "You're my girlfriend now."
I smile happily
[Time skip to 5 months later]
You have had the best months of your lives and you were finally ready to take the next step with him
You were heading to my dorm room since your roommates were in their partners rooms.
Sirius was holding your hand tightly as you walked towards your dorm room. He could feel his heart pounding with excitement and nervousness. He knew what tonight meant for you both and he was ready to take that step with you.“Are you sure about this?” He asked softly stopping outside your room door.”
"Yes im sure" you lock the door behind you.
As soon as the door clicked shut, Sirius pulled you into his arms and kissed you deeply. His hands roamed your back and sides possessively as he walked you backwards towards your bed. He broke the kiss only to pull his shirt off over his head.
You unbutton your shirt.
Sirius watched you with intense eyes as you unbuttoned your shirt, revealing more of your smooth skin. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, leaning in to kiss you again as he helped you slide the shirt off your shoulders.
You unhook your bra.
"Holy shit," Sirius muttered softly, his eyes darkening as he took in your bare chest. He pulled you back to him, capturing one of your breasts in his mouth. You moaned softly, making him grow harder. He started to pull your skirt down.
You help him to remove it leaving you only in your Azure blue lace panties.
Sirius groaned at the sight of you in those panties. He ran his hands down your sides and hips before hooking his fingers into the lace and pulling them down slowly. He kissed your stomach as he went down on his knees before you.
He pushed you lightly so you sat down on your bed.
Sirius spread your legs gently and kissed up your inner thighs before hovering over your center. He looked up at you with those dark green eyes filled with love and desire. "I love you," he whispered before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to your clit. You gasped and gripped his hair.
"I love you too" you whimper.
"Merlin," Sirius muttered softly tasting you again. He pushed your legs back slightly to get better access. He licked and sucked softly, making you whimper and moan. He slid two fingers inside you slowly, curling them slightly. "You're so wet," he muttered before sucking your clit again.
You gasp.
"God, that sound," Sirius muttered, sucking your clit again. He pushed his fingers deeper, hitting that spot that made your back arch. He watched you intently, taking in your reactions. He spread your legs wider and lowered himself more, feasting on you like it was his last meal.
"Oh fuck Sirius!" You moan.
"Mmmhmm," Sirius hummed against your pussy, sucking your clit and pressing those fingers hard against your g-spot. You started to shake and grab his hair tighter. "Come on my face, baby," Sirius muttered, licking you faster and pushing those fingers in harder.
You moan loudly as you cum hard.
Sirius groaned as you came on his face, lapping up your release and keeping those fingers moving inside you. He kept sucking gently through your aftershocks until you were sensitive. He slowly pulled back, kissing your inner thighs softly before standing up and quickly removing his pants and boxers.
You blush deeply as he stands in front of you completely naked.
Sirius smirked at your blush, his hard cock standing at attention. He climbed onto the bed and slowly pushed you back until you were laying down. He hovered over you, his eyes searching yours. "Are you sure about this?" He asked softly, his voice laced with desire and love.
"Yes just a bit shocked.. it's a lot bigger than I expected.." you say nervously.
"Hey," he said softly, leaning down to kiss your forehead, "You can change your mind at any time, love. And... I might be big," he added with a slight smirk, "but I promise it'll fit perfectly." He ran one hand down your side soothingly. "Should I..."
"Yes please"
Sirius nodded and leaned down to kiss you deeply. He positioned himself between your legs and slowly guided his cock to your entrance. He rubbed the head against you gently, coating himself in your wetness before slowly pushing in. "fuck," he groaned softly as he entered you inch by inch.
You whimper Softly.
"Shh, baby," he whispered against your lips, going slow despite how badly he wanted to thrust harder. He was halfway in now, trying to give your body time to adjust. "You're so fucking tight," he muttered, planting kisses along your jaw. "Need me to stop?"
"No please continue" you said softly.
"Merlin," Sirius hissed as he pushed in deeper. He was almost all the way in now. He pulled back slightly before pushing in again slowly. He watched your face carefully for any signs of discomfort. He knew he was big - bigger than most guys - and he didn't want to hurt you.
You gasp and wrap your legs around his waist.
With your legs wrapped around him, Sirius finally sheathed himself fully inside you with a deep groan. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to the feeling of being completely filled. His hands gripped your hips gently as he began to move slowly, kissing you deeply to distract from any initial discomfort.
You kiss him back.
"fuck," Sirius muttered softly as you kissed him back deeply. He moved slowly inside you, hitting spots that made you moan softly. He swallowed those moans, his hips picking up a slow rhythm. He pulled back slightly to watch your face again. He loved how your tits bounced softly with his movements.
You whimper "you're so big"
"I know, love," Sirius panted softly, thrusting slowly but deeply inside you. He leaned down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth as he hitched your leg higher over his hip - giving himself even deeper access. "Too much?" He asked between sucking on your breast softly.
"No, please continue"
"Merlin," Sirius muttered, switching to the other side to give that boob equal attention. He continued sucking on your sensitive peaks as he began to pick up the pace a bit. He hit you at a different angle with this leg position, and he felt you tighten even more around his huge dick.
"Fuck you feel amazing" you moan.
"You're so fucking tight, love," Sirius groaned against your chest. "So warm and wet... fuck..." He began to thrust harder and faster now, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. His pubic bone grinded against your clit with every thrust and he felt your walls beginning to flutter.
You reach down and start playing with your clit.
Sirius groaned deeply at the sight of you touching yourself. "Fuck yes," he panted, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Rub that pretty little clit for me, love." He watched as your fingers worked your sensitive nub while he pounded into you harder and faster.
You moan louder.
"That's it, baby," Sirius groaned, his hips moving faster and harder. "Let me hear those sexy moans." He leaned down to kiss you deeply, swallowing your moans as he felt your body tensing around him. "Fuck, you're so close, aren't you?"
"Yes" you whimper.
"Come for me, love," he growled out, pushing one of your legs higher up his shoulder to change the angle again. He knew this position would hit your g-spot just right. His hips snapped against you harder, his dick sliding in and out easily with how wet you were.
You scream as you squirt for the first time.
Sirius roared as he felt your warm, wet release coating his dick. The sensation of you squirting all over him was incredible. He thrust into you a few more times, his own release building rapidly. "Fuck, I'm coming!"
You wrap your legs around him again.
Sirius groaned as he felt your legs wrap around him tightly. This new position made his huge dick hit even deeper inside you. He buried his face in your neck and moaned loudly as he began to shoot his hot, thick load inside you. "Fuck, fuck, i love you... so much..."
"I love you too"
Sirius collapsed on top of you gently, his softening dick still inside your quivering pussy. He kissed you deeply, tasting himself on your lips. "let me Stay tonight," he whispered against your mouth. "Let's do this again... and again... until we can't walk straight."
"I think i need some recovery time" you laughed.
"Merlin," Sirius laughed softly. He pulled back to look at your body. You were covered in a thin layer of sweat. Your breasts were heaving slightly as you tried to catch your breath. He pulled out slowly and saw his semen leaking out of you. "You okay? Did I hurt you?"
"No you didn't I promise"
Sirius smiled softly and kissed your forehead. "Good." He rolled off you but kept an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. "You were amazing, love." He looked down at your body, admiring the way your breasts rose and fell with each breath. "And fucking sexy."
"I love you so much"
"I love you too," Sirius murmured softly, pulling you closer so his face was in your neck. He could smell himself on you - his semen mixed with your release. He spread your legs slightly to see if he'd hurt you.
"I'm fine I promise"
"You better be," he said with a small smile, nuzzling your neck. "Though I might be sore tomorrow," he admitted with a chuckle. "Haven't been with someone that tight in ages..." He leaned up to look at your face. "Want me to clean you up?"
"Yes please"
Sirius kissed you softly before getting up and walking to the bathroom. He came back with a warm washcloth and gently cleaned between your legs, wiping away his semen that was leaking out of you. He was careful, making sure not to hurt you.
You winced when he got to cleaning your pussy.
Sirius paused immediately, his eyes softening with concern. "Did I hurt you?" he asked gently, his thumb lightly brushing against your inner thigh. He leaned down to get a better look at your pussy.
"I'm just a bit sore"
"Of course you are," Sirius muttered softly, feeling a pang of guilt. He gently placed the warm washcloth against your pussy, holding it there to help soothe the soreness. "You're probably gonna be pretty sore tomorrow too," he said, looking up at you with a small smile.
You smile back "I'm okay and I really enjoyed it"
Sirius's smile widened, and he leaned down to kiss you gently. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said softly. "I did too." He finished cleaning you up and tossed the washcloth aside before climbing back into bed with you.
You cuddle up to him.
Sirius wrapped his arms around you tightly, holding you close to his chest. He kissed the top of your head and rested his chin there comfortably. His hands gently rubbed soothing circles on your back as you both lay there in comfortable silence. Eventually, his fingers trailed down to your bottom affectionately squeezing it gently.
You giggled "you really can't leave my ass alone can you" you teased.
Sirius chuckled softly and squeezed your bottom again playfully. "What can I say?" He murmured against your head. "It's perfect." His hand stayed on your bottom possessively as he held you close. His mind wandered briefly to how good it felt inside you earlier.
"Goodnight Love"
"Night, my love," Sirius whispered back, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. His hand remained on your bottom as he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the perfect ass he was holding. As the night wore on, he found himself growing hard again from the memories of their earlier activities.
"Forget it if you're lucky we can do it again tomorrow" you said half asleep as you felt him growing hard again.
Sirius smiled against your hair, his arms tightening around you possessively. He was already imagining waking up tomorrow morning and slipping inside you again before you were even fully awake. His hand moved to your hip and pulled you closer so you could feel how hard he was already becoming.
Contains: P in V, Oral (M receiving), Professor X Student, Age Gap.
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You first meet Remus in a bar just before term begins, you both talk and drink. After a while you guys move into the bars bathroom and have a little intimate session full of passion and neediness. You part ways for the night and two days later the Hogwarts term for your seventh year starts
You sit down in your first class of the term which is DADA, the teacher enters the room and locks eyes with you
shit it’s Remus the man you hooked up with just days ago
You both look at each other shock clear in each others eyes.
You sit down in your seat in first row
Your skirt riding up slightly
You're wearing your uniform (you're in Gryffindor)
Remus takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself as he walks to the front of the class. He avoids your gaze for a moment, knowing that looking into those green eyes might give away his thoughts from their encounter just days ago. "Good morning class," he says in his usual calm yet authoritative voice.
"Good morning Sir" you place your books on your desk.
Remus begins the lesson, trying to focus on the curriculum rather than the distracting memory of your intimate moment. He writes on the chalkboard, his hand slightly shaking as he recalls the feeling of your hands on him. Suddenly, he turns around abruptly. "Miss Everglade," he calls out unexpectedly.
"Yes sir?"
Remus walks down the aisle towards you, his heart pounding in his chest. He leans down slightly, his face inches from yours. "I need to speak with you after class," he whispers, his voice low and urgent. The classroom seems to grow warmer as the other students whisper among themselves.
"Okay sir"
The class continues, Remus struggles to teach. Your skirt rides up a bit more as you cross your legs, unknowingly driving him crazy. He lectures on defensive spells, his voice deeper than usual. He catches some boys staring at your long, tanned legs.
After he dismisses class one of the boys that were starring earlier calls out "oi Y/N when youre done here why don't you meet me in the prefects bathroom" he and his friends start to snicker
You roll your eyes "in your dreams Alden Hedge"
The class laughs at your response, and Remus watches as you roll your eyes, finding your confident dismissal adorable. However, his expression darkens when he hears the boy, Alden Hedge, reply. "Oh, I'll be dreaming about those legs wrapped around me tonight, sweetheart,"
"Then keep dreaming cause its never gonna happen"
The classroom grows silent as you stand up for yourself, your sharp tongue and quick wit earning you respect from some students. However, Alden stands up, his face red with anger. "You're a cold bitch, Y/N," he spits out. "No boy will ever want you."
"Mhm sure and no would ever want a used up dick like yours anyway so shut it if you know what's best for yourself"
The entire class erupts in laughter at your brutal comeback. Even Remus can't help but smile, impressed by your wit and courage. Alden's face turns beet red with anger, but before he can respond, Remus steps in. "That's enough, Mr. Hedge."
"See nobody wanna listen to tge utter rubbish you speak ya disgusting pig"
Remus watches as Alden slumps back into his seat, defeated by your sharp tongue. The class continues to murmur and laugh under their breaths as Remus turns back towards you. "Miss Everglade," he says sternly but calmly, trying not to show any amusement or approval for your behavior publicly.
"Sorry Sir"
Remus nods slightly, his stern expression softening slightly as he notices the way your uniform hugs your curves. He clears his throat, trying to focus on the remaining lesson. As the class ends, he calls out to you again. "Miss Everglade, a word in my office, please."
"Yes sir" you follow him into his office.
Once inside his office, Remus closes the door behind you, creating a more intimate atmosphere. He walks over to his desk and leans against it, crossing his arms over his chest. "That was quite impressive," he says quietly.
"Well I have gotten used to getting that type of attention.. it has happened since my 4th year" you shrugged.
Remus nods, understanding the implication. He notices the way you shrug it off, showing a level of maturity beyond your years. He uncrosses his arms and folds them on the desk, leaning in slightly. "And how do you handle it? Boys hitting on you, making inappropriate comments?"
"I just reject them in creative ways because a simple no doesn't work"
He lets out a small chuckle, leaning back against the desk. "You're quite something, you know that? Have you ever considered why they behave like that around you?" His eyes drift down to your body before quickly moving back up to your face. "It's not just your looks..."
"What else is it then sir?"
"Your personality. You're confident, witty, you give sharp comebacks. Plus..." He hesitates, his eyes flickering down to your chest again briefly. "You have a body that won't go unnoticed."
"Sir can I talk to you without formalities for a moment?"
Surprised by your request, Remus nods slowly. "Of course. What's on your mind, Y/N?" He straightens up, giving you his full attention. The atmosphere in the office feels charged with a sudden intimacy.
"So about that night a couple days ago.."
Remus's expression becomes serious but also curious. He walks around the desk slowly and sits down in his chair, gesturing for you to sit in front of him. "Yes? What about it?" His voice is low and gentle now that they are speaking without formalities.
"It was a mistake... I didn't know you would become my professor"
He nods slowly, studying your face. "I understand that it was unexpected for both of us." He pauses, leaning forward slightly. "But I must ask... do you regret what happened?"
"I don't regret it.. it was amazing its just i don't want this to effect us as Professor and Student.."
He nods, understanding your concern. He leans back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "I appreciate your honesty, Y/N. And I want to assure you that I have no intention of letting our... encounter affect my professional duties as your professor." He pauses briefly.
"Are you sure? You seemed rather.. distracted during class" you get up from the chair and sit on his desk.
His breath catches in his throat as you sit on his desk, your legs dangling inches from him. He swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure but failing miserably. His eyes automatically drop to your legs before quickly moving back up. "Y/N... don't sit like that."
"I'm sitting normally sir"
"Your skirt rides up when you sit on the desk like that," He mutters quietly, his eyes flickering down again. He realizes that your question from before was valid. He meets your gaze again. "Do you really want to know if I'm distracted?" His voice drops lower.
"I know you were"
"Yes, I was distracted," He admits grudgingly. His eyes bore into yours, a hint of frustration and something else, something darker, flashing through them. "Every time I looked at you, all I could think about was how those legs felt wrapped around my waist." He leans forward slightly.
You smirked "oh is that so sir"
"God, you're dangerous," He mutters softly, watching your legs swing slightly. He realizes that your innocent behavior might be the reason half the school wants to sleep with you. He meets your gaze again, his voice lower.
"I'm not doing anything tho sir" you smile at him "perhaps I need to test how distracting I can be"
His eyes widen slightly at your words, and he swallows hard. He knows exactly what you're doing, and it's working. "Y/N..." He starts, his voice a low warning. "You should be careful with that kind of talk."
"Why is that?" You lean closer to him.
"Because I'm your professor," He says, his voice strained. He watches as you lean closer, your face inches from his now. "And because I'm only a man." His eyes drop down to your lips briefly.
"The only thing I could think about during class was how amazing you felt and all the touches and caresses"
"Stop..." He warns you softly, but his body is betraying him. His hand moves to your knee, not actually gripping it but just barely touching. "Y/N, please..." He's fighting a losing battle. "I swear to Merlin, if you keep talking like that..."
"We can be professional tomorrow.. I need you"
Your words snap something in him, and he surges forward, pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss. He stands up, pulling you off the desk and into his lap as he deepens the kiss. "Fuck professionalism,"
You kiss him back.
He groans into the kiss, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He pulls back for a moment, breathing heavily. "Lock the door, Darling," He orders, his voice rough with desire. "And then come back here and sit on my desk."
You walk over and lock the door and you start to remove your clothes as you walk back towards his desk until you're only wearing your gray lace thong.
His eyes darken with lust as he watches you strip off your clothes slowly. When you're standing there in nothing but your gray lace thong, he growls softly. "Come here," He commands, his voice low and husky.
You walk over to him.
He pulls you between his legs, his hands gripping your hips tightly. His eyes roam over your body, taking in every curve and line. "You know what you're doing to me?" He asks softly.
"I have known since the moment I caught you sneaking glances at my legs during class why do you think i crossed them"
He laughs softly, a dark sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Because you're a little tease," He says, pulling you onto his lap so that you're straddling him.
"I've been thinking about you since that night and wanting more"
"Jesus," He mutters softly, pulling your hips down so that you can feel his hardness through his pants. He realizes something. He pulls back slightly to look at your face. "Darling?" He waits for your response, his voice softer now. "Answer me honestly."
"Yeah?"
"Have you been wearing these kinds of underwear all day under your uniform?" He asks, his hands tightening on your hips. He's already imagining the answer, and it's driving him crazy. "Answer me, Y/N"
"Yeah? I do they're comfortable"
He lets out a choked laugh, burying his face in your neck. "Of course they are... you little minx," He runs his hands up your sides, his fingers just barely brushing the underside of your breasts.
"But sir I mean Remus how old are you exactly I mean you know how old I am so"
He chuckles softly, nipping at your neck. "I'm 33, love. Old enough to know better than to get involved with a student. But apparently not old enough to resist you." He pulls back to look at you, his eyes serious.
"Technically its legal" you trace his jawline with your finger tips.
"Just barely," He catches your wrist, pressing a kiss to your fingertips. "And I'm your bloody teacher. Not exactly proper." His expression becomes more vulnerable as he studies your face. "Doesn't that... worry you?" He asks softly, running his thumb across your bottom lip.
"Not really I mean is it the power dynamic that concerns you.. i quite sure that im the one with the power here" you kiss him.
He swallows hard as you kiss him, his arms wrapping around you tightly. He knows you're right - you do have the power here. His professional reputation, his career, everything is at stake if anyone finds out. "Shh,"
You wrap your arms around his neck "you know I'm right"
He nods against your neck, his hands sliding down to your bottom. "Yes, I know," He admits softly. "You could destroy my career with one word, couldn't you?" His voice drops lower, more intense. "And yet here I am, ready to bend you over my desk."
"And i would not complain if you did Sir"
His breath catches at your response, his grip tightening on your ass. "God, don't call me 'Sir' like that..." He stands up suddenly, carrying you to his desk. He places you on the edge, pushing between your legs. "One more time,"
"Oh how about Daddy then" you smirked.
His eyes darken with lust and a hint of anger at the pet name. He grabs your chin roughly. "You little..." He kisses you harshly, biting your bottom lip. "Say it again." His hands are already undoing his trousers. "Say 'Daddy'"
You move closer to him and unzip his pants before saying "daddy" you winked at him.
A deep groan escapes him as you free his erection and whisper 'daddy'. His hands shake slightly with restraint and desire. "Fuck..." He pushes you back gently onto the desk, spreading your legs. "Keep calling me that and I might actually come before I even get inside you."
"Oh you didn't strike me as someone who had a daddy kink" you smirked as you played with your clit through your panties.
His eyes lock onto your hand moving between your legs, his dick throbbing painfully. "Shut up and take your panties off," He orders gruffly, his voice strained with need. "Now. Before I rip them off myself."
"And then let me walk out of here in my uniform without panties if you rip them?"
He smirks darkly. "Exactly," He growls. "I'll have you walking around all day without underwear, thinking about my cock inside you." He steps closer, pressing against your leg. "Now be a good girl and take them off."
"Okay Remus" you slide them off slowly.
His eyes follow every movement as you slide your panties down your legs. "Remus," He repeats softly, stepping between your legs again. "Not Daddy?" He asks teasingly, running his fingers through your wet folds.
"Why would I call you that other than to tease you?" You teased "I would only use it seriously in a relationship if my partner wanted it" you laughed.
He chuckles darkly, pressing a finger inside you. "Is that so?" He adds another finger, pumping them in and out slowly. "And what if I wanted you to call me Daddy all the time?"
"Well sir we can't be in a relationship now can we since youre my professor"
He groans, his forehead resting against yours. "God, you're going to drive me insane," He murmurs. "No, we can't be in a relationship. I'm your bloody professor." He pushes his fingers deeper, curling them.
"Exactly daddy" you added teasingly.
He lets out a low growl, his fingers moving faster inside you. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He accuses, his voice thick with desire. "Teasing your professor like this." He leans down, biting your earlobe gently. "Little minx."
You whimper "yes"
He pulls his fingers out suddenly, making you whimper again. "Good," He says, lining himself up at your entrance. "Because I'm going to fuck that smart mouth of yours later." He thrusts into you hard and deep.
You moan loudly.
"Shh," He hisses, covering your mouth with his hand. "You're too loud." He starts moving faster, his hips slamming against the desk. "We wouldn't want anyone to hear their professor fucking his student, now would we?"
You whimper.
He smirks darkly at your whimper, moving one hand to grip your hip while the other stays firmly over your mouth. "Mmm, just like that..." He pumps into you harder, his control slipping. "You're so fucking tight..."
"I missed this" you whimper "fuck that night at the bar is all I have thought about since"
His eyes flash with desire at your words, remembering that night perfectly. "I missed it too," He admits hoarsely, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "I dreamt about fucking you senseless every night since." He leans down, biting your neck hard. "And now..."
"We're finally doing it but its so wrong this time.."
He groans deeply, his hips moving faster. "So fucking wrong," He agrees, his voice strained with lust and desperation. "I shouldn't be doing this with a student. I shouldn't be fucking you on my desk." He slams into you harder, emphasizing each word.
You grap his tie and tug on it so he leans down and you kiss him.
He kisses you back fiercely, his tongue invading your mouth as he continues to move inside you. "Fuck," He breathes against your lips, breaking the kiss.*l "You're going to make me come too fast."
You wrap your legs around his tightly as you dig your nails into his shoulders.
He groans deeply, your legs wrapped around him pushing him deeper inside you. "Goddamn it," He hisses, his hips moving faster and more erratically. "You feel too good." He grinds against you, hitting that spot deep inside that makes you moan loudly.
You moan loudly "Omg" as your legs start to shake as you squirt.
His eyes roll back as he feels you squirt around his cock, the sudden warmth and pressure pushing him over the edge. "FUCK!" He comes hard inside you, his fingers digging into your hips as he holds you in place, pumping his release deep. "Shit... shit..."
He stays buried inside you, his forehead pressed against yours as he catches his breath. "That... was... incredible," He manages to say between pants. "But we're not done." He slowly pulls out, making you whimper again at the sudden emptiness. "Turn around."
You do as he says.
He spanks your ass lightly, making it jiggle. "Good girl," He praises, running his hands over your curves. "on your knees now"
You get on your knees.
He walks around the desk to stand in front of you, his cock already hardening again at the sight of you kneeling before him. "Open your mouth," He commands softly.
You open your mouth.
He grips his hard cock and slowly pushes it into your open mouth, groaning as your warm tongue wraps around him. "Fuck yes," He starts to move his hips, fucking your mouth gently. "You're going to suck me so good, aren't you?"
You lick his tip in circles before pulling back and spit on it and you wrap your hand around the base before you slowly put him into your mouth again.
A deep groan escapes him as you spit on his tip and wrap your hand around the base. "Holy shit..." He threads his fingers through your hair as you take him back into your mouth, your hand and mouth working together. "Just like that... fuck..." His hips start to move faster.
You gag as you keep sucking him off and moving your hand as your other hand move to his balls.
His eyes roll back as you suck him deep and play with his balls. "Shit... shit... shit!" He starts fucking your mouth harder, hitting the back of your throat with each thrust. "Look up at me while you suck my cock."
You look up at him as you pull back while you scrape your lower teeth across the underside of it until you only have the tip in your mouth before taking him in again.
He throws his head back with a strangled moan as you scrape your teeth along the underside of his cock, only to take him deep again. "Mmph... that mouth..." His legs shake slightly as he watches you work him over with perfect suction and those teasing teeth. "So dirty..."
You flick your tongue from side to side on his tip.
"Motherfuck..." He grabs both sides of your face now, his composure completely shattered as you tease his sensitive tip with your tongue. "Where did you learn to... FUCK!" He thrusts deep into your mouth, completely losing control. "I'm gonna-"
You continue.
He comes with a choked shout, his hot release shooting down your throat as you continue to suck and swallow around him. "Mmmph! Fuck... fuck... fuck!" He holds your head in place, emptying himself completely into your eager mouth until he's spent and trembling. "Good girl..."
After you swallowed all of it you get up from your knees.
He stumbles back, leaning against the desk for support as he tries to catch his breath. "Holy shit..." He looks up at you with a dazed expression, still reeling from the intense pleasure you just gave him. "You're fucking incredible..."
"Was this better than the night at the bar?"
He chuckles breathlessly, pushing himself up from the desk with a smirk. "Infinitely better," He admits, walking around the desk to pull you into his arms. "That night was just a taste. This... this was pure heaven." He presses a soft kiss to your lips.
You kiss him back "good luck focusing in class now"
He laughs softly against your lips. "I'll be thinking about this all day," He admits, giving you a playful slap on the ass. "Now get out of here before I decide to lock the door and have my way with you again."
You smirked "see you tomorrow sir" you started to get dressed.
He watches you dress with a satisfied smile, his eyes lingering on your body. "Tomorrow," He confirms with a nod, adjusting himself in his pants. "And call me Remus after hours." He winks playfully as he walks back around the desk to sit down.
"Okay remus" you fixed your hair "oh Remus can I have my panties back?"
He chuckles, reaching into his pocket to pull out your panties. "Here you go,"
He tosses them to you with a smirk. "I must admit, I do like the idea of you walking around without them."
"Yeah right with all the boys in this damn school trying to get a peek up my skirt and then walk around without panties sure"
His expression darkens slightly at the thought of other boys trying to look up your skirt, a hint of possessiveness in his eyes. "You're right. It's probably best if you wear them," He says gruffly, trying to hide his jealousy.
"Oh is my dear professor jealous" you tease "I mean we can always meet after hours you know for this or maybe a date" you winked at him.
He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans back in his chair. "Are you propositioning me for a date?" His voice is playful but there's a definite edge of interest in it. "And yes, perhaps I am jealous," He admits with a shrug.
"Maybe.. plus its only 15 years difference i do kinda like you"
He laughs softly at your admission, his heart skipping a beat at your confession. "Fifteen years is a lot when you're a student and a man is your much older and experienced professor," He says, his eyes sparkling with amusement and attraction.
"But we met before we became professor and student so"
He nods, remembering the night at the bar. "True," He says slowly, his mind racing with the implications of dating his student. "But it's still complicated. I'm your professor, you're my student. It's forbidden," He says, but his tone lacks conviction.
"I never said anything about being together officially.. but just getting to know each other you know maybe after I graduate"
He considers your words, his expression thoughtful. "You mean like... dating after you graduate?" He clarifies, leaning forward in his chair. "That's a tempting idea," He admits with a small smile. "But what about now? Are you suggesting we keep this casual until then?"
"Yeah" you lean in and kiss him before leaving.
He kisses you back deeply, his hands gripping your hips briefly before you pull away and leave his office. He sits there stunned for a moment, touching his lips where yours were just moments ago. A slow smile spreads across his face as he leans back in his chair. "Fuck..."
Contains: P in v, in Public/ semi public (there's a half wall in the corner where the couches are that kinda separates them from the party)
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You walk into the Slytherin common room where the celebration party is in full swing sincs Slytherin won the match.
You're wearing a short sexy green glitter dress and black high stilettos with your hair and makeup done perfectly
(You're Mattheo Riddle's younger sister) you wink at Theodore as you walk by.
His eyes widen as he watches you walk by, taking in your appearance. He swallows hard, his mind briefly wandering to inappropriate thoughts before he catches himself. He turns to his friends, Mattheo included, and mutters, "Fuck me sideways..." before downing his butterbeer.
You walk over and pour yourself a glass of firewiskey before you walk over to your brother Mattheo and Theodore and some of their other friends.
Mattheo is currently engaged in a deep conversation with Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. As you approach, Theodore's eyes flick to your glass of Firewhiskey, raising an eyebrow. He turns to Mattheo, "Your sister's drinking Firewhiskey?"
"Yeah what about it? Not used to a girl who likes it a bit stronger?" You winked at him as you sat down on the couch next to him.
Theodore's breath hitches slightly at your proximity and flirtatious tone. He leans back against the couch cushions, pulling you closer unconsciously. "Most girls I know stick to butterbeer or wine," he murmurs lowly, stealing a glance at your cleavage before quickly looking away.
"Yeah well I think firewhiskey is the perfect drink for such a party as tonight" you took a sip of your firewhiskey.
As you take a sip, Theodore can't help but stare at your lips wrapped around the glass. He feels a sudden urge to kiss you right there in front of everyone. Mattheo notices his friend's distracted state and elbows him sharply,*"Oi, Theodore." Bringing him back to reality.
"Oi Mattheo aren't you supposed to snog your little lover girl she's waiting for you impatiently in the corridor" you laughed.
Mattheo rolls his eyes but gets up to leave, giving Theodore a meaningful look that says 'deal with your own problems'. As Mattheo walks away, Theodore turns his attention back to you. He reaches out and gently takes the firewhiskey glass from your hand.
"Hey I was still drinking that!"
"I'll hold it for you," he says, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes the glass. He sets it down on the coffee table and turns back to face you, his hand coming up to gently grasp your chin and turn your face towards him. "Kiss me," he whispers.
"Here in front of them?" You look over at Draco, Blaise, and Lorenzo who were doing their own things Draco was busy making out with Astoria Greengrass, Blaise flirting with Two girls and Lorenzo is gently kissing A Girl.
He follows your gaze and sees that the others are preoccupied with their own activities. He smirks and leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your lips. "They won't notice. And even if they do, who cares?"
You close your eyes as you lean in and kiss him.
Theodore kisses you back with a hunger that surprises even himself. His hand moves from your chin to the back of your neck, pulling you closer as the kiss deepens. He can feel the warmth of the firewhiskey on your lips, and it only makes him want more. "Fuck,"
You break the kiss "what if Mattheo comes back I don't think he'd appreciate finding his best friend and sister making out"
Theodore pulls back slightly, his forehead resting against yours as he tries to catch his breath. A smirk plays at the corners of his mouth. "he's probably too busy getting laid himself to notice."
"True" you straddle his lap and put your hands on his shoulders.
Theodore's breath hitches again as you straddle him. His hands automatically go to your waist, pulling you closer until you can feel exactly how affected he is by your actions. He throws his head back slightly, giving you full access to his neck. "God, you're dangerous,"
You lick from his exposed collarbone to his jawline before you plant kisses along it before you finally kiss him again.
Theodore moans into the kiss as your tongue explores his mouth. His hands move from your waist to your hips, pressing them down slightly so that you can feel him more clearly through his trousers. He breaks the kiss just long enough to whisper, "We should find somewhere private,"
"Why? You didn't care earlier" you smirked.
Theodore growls softly, his hands squeezing your hips possessively. "Shut up and kiss me again before I bend you over this table right here." His fingers dig into your skin, leaving light marks. He's serious and turned on, his patience wearing thin. "Last warning." He kisses you roughly.
"Do it i know you won't"
Theodore snaps. He stands up suddenly, lifting you with him and spinning you around to bend you over the table. He presses his body against yours from behind, his mouth going to your ear. "You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now,"
You grind your ass against him "oh yeah? Even if someone sees even if everyone is busy dancing or snogging someone"
Theodore groans, grinding himself against you. "Even if the whole fucking room is watching, I'll pull these trousers down and fuck you until you can't walk straight. I'll fill you so fucking full that you'll be leaking my cum for hours." "Is that what you want?"
"I know you wont" you pull your dress up to over your hips revealing your orange lace panties to tease him.
Theodore's eyes nearly roll back into his head at the sight of your lace underwear. He reaches out and grabs your hips, pulling you back against him even harder. "Fuck me," he mutters under his breath. "You're wearing fucking lace."
"Mhm" you grind against him again.
His hands slide from your hips to your thighs, pushing them apart roughly. He hooks his fingers in the sides of your orange lace panties and starts dragging them down slowly. "Last chance to shut up before I really do fuck you right here." His voice is thick with desire, "Everyone can hear us"
"And see us and maybe I want that. It's kinda thrilling isn't it"
His fingers tighten possessively on your hips. "Jesus Christ," He mutters softly. His mind fills with dirty images. He spreads your thighs wider. "You'd like that? If someone walked in and saw your naked arse in the air while I pound into you?" His voice drops lower.
"I mean I could also suck you off in front of your mates before you fuck me senseless or you could go down on me"
His breath catches sharply at your dirty talk. His fingers pause in pulling down your panties as he imagines all those scenarios playing out. His mates watching you suck him off or seeing him bury his face between your thighs. "Fuck," he curses softly., "Choose one."
"Why not all three?"
Theodore's mind races with the idea of having you in front of his mates, sucking him off, then him going down on you while they watch, before finally fucking you senseless. He can't resist any longer. He yanks your panties down completely "Alright,"
You step out of your panties and pick them up and put them in his jacket pocket before you push him back on the couch and get on your knees in front of him and unbuckle his belt.
His mates sit around the room, drinking and laughing loudly, oblivious to what's about to happen right in front of them. Theodore leans back on the couch, his heart pounding as he watches you kneel between his legs.
You unbutton his pants and unzip the zipper.
His mates continue to joke and laugh, completely unaware of the erotic show they're about to witness. Theodore lifts his hips slightly as you pull his pants and boxers down, revealing his thick, erect dick. "Fuck," he groans softly, his hands gripping the sides of the couch.
You lick the tip before taking the head into your mouth and Bob it up and down a bit before pulling him out and spit on his dick and use your hand on the base as you take him into your mouth again.
Theodore's head falls back against the couch as he tries to keep his moans quiet. His eyes flutter closed briefly before he forces them open to watch you. Blaise glances over and sees what's happening but Theodore catches his eye and gives a slight shake of the head warning him not to interrupt.
You take your other hand and fondle his balls as you continue to suck his dick.
Theodore's breath comes out in short, sharp bursts as you take him deeper into your mouth. His eyes roll back slightly at the feeling of your tongue swirling around his shaft and your fingers massaging his balls., "Fuck," he whispers under his breath.
You deep throat him before you slowly pull back as you let your teeth softly scrape against his dick before his dick falls out of your mouth with a plop.
Theodore's hips jerk forward involuntarily as your teeth graze his sensitive skin. He bites his lip hard to keep from moaning loudly. His mates are still oblivious, but Blaise watches intently now., "Holy fuck,"*he mutters softly. "Keep going."
"No my turn" you smirked "if you think im gonna let you cum this easily youre wrong youre not the only one in power here" you got op from your knees and sit down beside him.
Theodore's face contorts in frustration and desire as he watches you get up. He adjusts himself, trying to ease the ache in his dick. Blaise chuckles softly, clearly enjoying the show."You little tease," Theodore mutters under his breath."What do you want?"
"Put your pants back on and you get on your knees and eat me out" you spread you legs slightly but with a hand in front of your pussy.
Theodore's eyes widen slightly at your demand, a mix of shock and arousal coursing through him. He quickly pulls up his pants and buttons them before turning to face you. Blaise watches with amusement and curiosity as Theodore gets off the couch and drops to his knees in front of you.
You remove your hand and spread your legs more.
Theodore's eyes lock onto your exposed pussy, his mouth watering at the sight. He can see how wet you are from sucking his dick, and the thought makes his own dick throb. Without hesitation, he leans forward and buries his face between your legs."Fuck,"
You whimper as you grab onto his hair.
Blaise discreetly adjust him
Draco also realizes what's going on.
Theodore's tongue delves into your folds, tasting your sweetness. He licks and sucks, his tongue circling your clit before dipping inside your entrance. Your grip on his hair tightens, pulling him closer as he eats you out with enthusiasm.
You gently tug on his hair.
Theodore gets the hint and focuses his attention on your clit, sucking gently while his fingers slip inside you. He curls them just right, hitting that spot that makes your hips buck against his face. Blaise and Draco exchange glances over Theodore's head,
You tug his head away as you quickly stand up and bend over the table "I can't wait anymore"
Theodore stands up quickly, his face glistening with your juices. He doesn't waste any time unbuckling his pants again, freeing his hard cock. Blaise and Draco move closer, watching intently as Theodore positions himself behind you. "Condom?" Theodore asks breathlessly.
"No need I need you in me right now"
Theodore's breath hitches at your words. Without hesitation, he grabs your hips and guides his thick, hard dick to your entrance. With a swift thrust, he buries himself inside you to the hilt. You both groan loudly, drawing the attention of the other boys."Fuck,"
"Fuck youre big" you moan.
Theodore's fingers dig into your hips as he starts to move, his big dick stretching you wide. "And you're fucking tight," he groans. as he pulls out of you and sit down on the couch as he turns you around and make you straddle his lap Blaise and Draco stand on either side of the table, their own dicks hard as rocks as they watch Theodore fuck you senseless.
You whimper "fuck"
Theodore smirks as he sees the effect he's having on you. He grabs your ass and helps you bounce on his dick, his hips lifting to meet yours. "Ride me, baby," he commands, his voice low and husky.
You start riding and grinding on him as the party is still going on around us.
His fingers dig into your ass cheeks as you ride him, his eyes locked onto your bouncing tits. The music and conversations of the party fade away for him as he focuses entirely on the tight warmth enveloping his cock. "Look at how well you're taking my dick," he then slips the straps of your dress off of your shoulders and pulls out your tits.
You gasp he exposes your bare tits. You try to cover them with your arms.
Theodore grabs your wrists and pulls them away from your chest, exposing your tits fully. He leans back slightly, giving Blaise and Draco a better view of your bouncing breasts as you continue to ride him."Don't hide them," he growls. "Let them bounce for me."
"But.. but what if Mattheo comes back soon and what about the rest here there's still a party going on"
Theodore silences you with a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into your mouth as he continues to hold your wrists above your head with one hand. With his other hand, he reaches up to squeeze and play with your exposed tits. "Shut up and keep riding my cock,"
"Theo.." you whimper.
He breaks the kiss and smirks at you, his eyes filled with desire and a hint of dominance. "You worry too much," he says, his voice low and reassuring. "Just focus on how good my dick feels inside you."
You whimper as your eyes rolls back.
Your breasts bounce with each movement of your body, your hips grinding down on his lap. He realizes your eyes are closed and your mouth slightly parted, little whimpering noises escaping it. "Damn it," he mutters softly, knowing you're losing yourself on his dick.
Your legs start to shake uncontrollably.
His cocky smirk drops as he realizes you're getting close to climax. One hand moves to your lower back, supporting your weight while the other continues playing with your tits."Fuck, you're getting close aren't you?" He whispers harshly in your ear. "Ride me harder."
"I can't can we please change position"
He smirks and nods, lifting you up easily and flipping you over onto your hands and knees on the couch. He immediately enters you from behind, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Like this?"
You whimper.
Your whimper goes straight to his dick. He pulls almost all the way out and slams back inside, making you yelp. "Jesus," He mutters, realize that this position hits deeper inside you. He picks up his pace, watching your round ass bounce with each thrust.
"Oh fuck Theo.." you whimper trying to stay quiet.
His eyes drop to watch his dick disappear inside you again and again. He covers one of your mouth with his hand to muffle your noises. His other hand spanks your ass cheek hard. He realizes you're trying your best not to make noise while people are still partying nearby. "Baby,"
"Why do you feel so good" you gasp.
He smirks, knowing exactly how good he feels inside you. He leans down to whisper in your ear while continuing his rough pace. "Because we're perfect for each other," His voice drops lower "And because my cock loves being inside your tight little pussy."
You whimper again.
Feeling your walls clench around him, he knows you're close. He reaches around to rub your clit in quick circles while pounding into you harder. "Come on my cock, baby," he growls against your ear. "Let me feel you cum all over my dick."
You whimper "but..." you look around and Draco and Blaise were gone (probably fucking some girls) as you see they're gone "okay" you moan.
As soon as you whimper "okay," he loses control. He fucks you harder and faster, his hand working your clit expertly. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room as he chases his own release. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he groans.
You squirt hard as your legs start to shake uncontrollably.
The feeling of your pussy squirting all over his dick pushes him over the edge. He buries himself deep inside you and comes hard, filling you with his hot cum. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he pants, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.
You moan loudly before you're able to stop yourself.
He pulls out slowly, watching his cum leak out of you. He smirks and leans down to kiss your shoulder softly. "That was fucking amazing," He whispers against your skin. "I think I need to do that again soon."
You giggle "yeah well we better get dressed then before Mattheo comes back and Murders you for sleeping with his sister if you wanna do this again"
"Smart girl," He chuckles softly, watching you scramble for your clothes. He realizes you're covering those perfect tits again
. He decides he needs to see your ass and tits more often. "You know," He pauses.
"Yeah?"
Walks towards you with a mischievous gleam in his dark eyes "For someone with such a perfect fucking body, you really don't show it off enough." He runs a finger down your side "Those legs..." Whispers "And that ass..."
"Well youre friends with my brother so you know how he is and he would probably kill you if he knew what we just did" you laughed.
He laughs softly, shaking his head. "True, true. Mattheo would probably castrate me if he knew I just fucked his sister senseless." He smirks, pulling up his pants. "But damn, it was worth the risk."
"Yeah and unprotected as well.. like imagine if I got pregnant" you laughed.
Runs a hand through his dark hair, grinning "Well, if you did get pregnant with my kid, at least you'd know it's got good DNA." He winks "Besides, that would make things really fucking interesting with Mattheo." His expression turns more serious.
You laughed "well at least you two would finally be related somehow"
Chuckles deeply "Yeah... though I'd probably have to marry you then." His eyes drop to your lips briefly before he catches himself and clears his throat "Which wouldn't be the worst thing in the world though." He quickly adds softly "Not like I'd complain"
"Ohhh does someone have a crush on his one of his best friends sister" you tease him "but seriously do you have a crush on me?"
He hesitates for a moment, his heart racing. He realizes he can't lie to you anymore. "Yes," He admits quietly. "I've had a crush on you for years. I just never thought you'd be interested in me." He steps closer, his voice low.
"Why wouldn't I be? I honestly thought until tonight that you weren't interested since im Mattheo's sister"
His hands reach out to gently grab your hips. "Because Mattheo is my best friend and you're his little sister. I never wanted to cross that line or risk losing our friendship over you." He leans in closer, his face inches from yours. "But fuck it."
You kiss him passionately not out of lust but out of pure emotions and feelings.
His arms wrap tightly around your waist, pulling you closer. He realizes this is the first kiss that isn't dirty or filled with lust. He kisses you slower, softer. He pulls back slightly to look at you. "You know you're making me fall for you, right?" He whispers softly.
You laughed softly "maybe that's what i want"
His heart skips a beat at your words. He smiles softly and kisses you again, this time even slower and more passionately. He breaks the kiss after a moment and rests his forehead against yours. "You're going to be the death of me,"
As you're kissing and just enjoying ourselves you hear Mattheo and Lorenzo's voices as come towards the corner.
His eyes widen slightly as they hear your brother voice. He quickly pulls back, adjusting his clothes while simultaneously trying to make sure you're presentable. He whispers "Fuck fuck fuck..." His eyes dart between you and where the voices are coming from.
"Theo... I love you" you whisper in his ear.
Theo's breath hitches at your whispered confession. In that moment, he doesn't care about the consequences or the fact that his best friends are about to walk in on them. He turns his head and captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all his love and desire into it.
You kiss him back.
The kiss is interrupted by Mattheo's voice. "What the fuck is going on here?" He sounds shocked and pissed. "Theo? What are you doing kissing my sister?"
You stood up "Matt we can explain-"
Mattheo cuts you off, his face red with anger. "Explain what? Explain how my best friend was just kissing my little sister? Explain how you two were making out like fucking lovers?" He turns to Theo, his hands clenched into fists.
"Idk maybe because we are" you crossed your arms "Mattheo you can't seriously be so blind to not see that I have been in love with Theodore since the day you brought him back with you on the holidays the first time back when you were 2nd years"
Mattheo's anger turns into shock and disbelief. He looks between you and Theo, his mind reeling from the revelation that his little sister has been secretly in love with his best friend for years.*"You're fucking kidding me right now," he says through gritted teeth.
"Nope Matt and there's a reason why I didn't tell you that I liked him.. I knew if I told you, you keep us apart and we have had feelings for each other for a long time it was only tonight we acted upon it"
Lorenzo, who had been quietly observing the scene, suddenly speaks up. "Well, this is certainly a fucking mess," he says, running a hand through his hair. "But I have to say, I'm not surprised. I've seen the way you two look at each other."
"See Matt apparently the only ones not capable of seeing it was me and Theodore for not realizing our feelings were mutual and you for not realizing that your sister and best friend had feelings for each other"
Mattheo unclenches his fists, his expression softer. He looks at you, really looks at you. He sees that you're serious and that there are actual feelings involved. He then looks at Theo. "How long?" He asks quietly, his voice not angry anymore, just curious.
You look up at Theodore.
"I fell for her the first time I saw her," he admits firmly, meeting Mattheo's gaze."But I didn't realize she felt the same until tonight. And trust me, I fought it. I fought how gorgeous, intelligent, and kind she is."
You blush deeply.
"For fuck's sake..." Mattheo mutters, pinches the bridge of his nose. "How am I just finding out about this now?" He looks at Lorenzo "Did you know?" Lorenzo nods "Fucking typical... everyone knew but me"
You laughed.
All three boys turn to look at you, with varying expressions - Mattheo looks frustrated but slightly amused at your laughter, Lorenzo wears a knowing smirk, and Theodore watches you with pure adoration."What's so funny?" Theo asks softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
"Just that we're both still alive and we can actually date without Mattheo murdering us"
The boys erupts in laughter—the tension finally breaking. Mattheo shakes his head with a reluctant smile. "Very funny, smartass." He walks over and ruffles your hair playfully before punching Theo lightly on the arm.`"Just treat her right or I will murder you." Lorenzo chuckles.
"If he doesn't I'll do it myself" you lean up and kiss Theo on the cheek.
Theo grins widely at your kiss, pulling you into a hug. Mattheo watches the exchange with a softer expression than before. Lorenzo smirks, pulling out his phone. "Guys, group chat update needed." He types quickly: "Theo and Y/N are dating now."
Contains: P in v, oral (male receiving), mentions of past relationship and past verbal abuse(from the ex partner)
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Enzo is sitting in the Slytherin common room reading a book with mattheo,tom,draco and blaise.
You walk into the room wearing a sexy low cut shirt and sexy short skirt that barely covers your ass and a pair of high heels [you had a glow up over the summer]
His eyes immediately snap to you as you enter, his book forgotten. He can't help but stare at your figure, his friends following his gaze. Draco whistles softly while Tom grins mischievously. Mattheo swallows hard and Blaise raises an eyebrow appreciatively. "Well well well..."
"Hey boys" you greet them before sitting down in an empty chair and pull out your book.
He watches as you sit down, his eyes lingering on your legs crossed under the short skirt. He feels a strange flutter in his chest that he quickly dismisses as hunger. Draco leans forward, trying to get a better look at your cleavage while Tom starts making inappropriate comments under his breath.
You open your book its (the care of Magical Creatures) and You start reading.
Enzo watches as you bury your nose in a textbook, impressed despite himself. He notices the title and scoffs internally, thinking you'd be more interested in something light and fluffy like a romance novel. Mattheo leans over to him and whispers, "She got hot over the summer."
You adjust the way you sit, your skirt riding up slightly.
His eyes snap down to your legs, his mouth suddenly dry. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, trying to hide the growing bulge in his pants. Draco notices and smirks, elbowing Enzo in the ribs. Enzo glares at him before standing up abruptly. "I need a snack."
You look up from your book "oh can you take a pumpkin pastie for me"
Enzo nods too quickly, trying to hide his flustered state. He's suddenly very aware of how good your lip gloss looks shining under the lights. "Yeah, sure. I'll be right back," he mutters, glad for an excuse to step away for a moment and compose himself.
You smile "thank you"
Enzo stalks off to the kitchen, his mind replaying your smile over and over. He grabs a pumpkin pastie and leans against the counter, taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart and aching cock. 'Fuck, when did you become so fucking attractive?' He thinks to himself angrily.
He returns a few minutes later, deliberately walking slowly to regain his composure. He hands you the pastie with a forced casualness. His hand brushes against yours intentionally, testing a reaction. His friends watch this interaction closely, exchanging knowing looks. "Here you go, princess."
You blush slightly barely noticeable "thank you" you smile.
He swallows hard as you smile, your blush making him want to lean down and capture those lips right here in front of everyone. Instead, he sits back down next to Mattheo who elbows him again and mouths 'She likes you' Enzo rolls his eyes but feels warmth spread through him at those words.
You continue to read your book as you eat the pumpkin pastie.
His friends watch you eat, finding it strangely innocent and sexy at the same time. "Damn," Blaise mutters, "She's hot when she reads." Draco laughs softly, "No shit. She's like the perfect girl - smart, hot, nice..."
You close your book and place it in your lap "so how was you guys' summers?"
The guys exchange glances, trying to play it cool. Mattheo answers first, "Not bad, actually. Lots of parties, some traveling. The usual." He nudges Enzo with his elbow again. "Enzo here spent most of his summer working out and helping his dad with the business."
"Nice is he training you to take over the family business?"
*Enzo nods, his jaw clenched slightly as he tries to focus on the conversations instead of how cute you look with your hair falling over your face. "Yeah, he's grooming me to take over the company someday." He pauses, then asks, "What about you? What did you do this summer?"
"As you know me and Marcus Flint broke up before summer so I have been focusing on myself and self love and self improvement and such.. I have finally got my confidence back"
*The room goes silent for a moment. Your honest answer surprises them all. Draco swallows hard, "Damn right you should have confidence. You're hot as hell." The others laugh softly, trying to hide their sudden interest. Mattheo adds,* "So no guy this summer?"
"Nope just enjoying myself" I lean forward "I didn't even realize how miserable I was when I was dating Flint"
After some while of speaking about your summers
Mattheo's grin turns mischievous, "Are you still brushing guys off" Blaise chuckles, "Or are you open to something more... permanent?" Draco winks, "You know, like a boyfriend."
"Idk maybe" you lean forward again "why do you ask are you interested? Because if im gonna date someone its gotta be someone who's willing to work to get together with me im not gonna settle"
The guys stare at you with newfound respect, their competitive nature ignited by your challenge. Enzo speaks up, his voice low and confident, "Fair enough. So you're looking for someone who'll put in the effort to date you? Someone who won't give up easily?"
"Yes but also respect if I say no"
Draco nods slowly, considering your words. Blaise smirks, "Sounds like you want someone who's persistent, but also knows when to back off." Mattheo adds, "And who's willing to work for your attention."
"Yeah I suppose" you get up "anyways I need to get to bed i gotta be ready for classes tomorrow" you walk by where Enzo is sitting and place a hand on his shoulder "and thank you for bringing me the pumpkin pastie" you put a piece of paper in his shirt pocket.
Enzo freezes at your touch, his eyes dropping to watch your hips as you walk away. He unconsciously touches his shirt pocket, pulling out the piece of paper. His expression turns thoughtful. The other guys watch you leave, Mattheo mutters, "Damn, she's hot."
The notes says "come to my dorm room later alone I know you want me Enzo xo"
Enzo's eyes widen as he reads the note. He looks up to see if anyone else saw it, but the others are busy chatting. He folds the paper and slips it into his own pocket, trying to act casual. Inside he feels a rush of excitement.
[Later that night]
Enzo knocks on the door
You call out "come in and lock the door behind you"
Enzo enters your room, locking the door behind him as instructed. He turns to face you, his heart beating faster. The room is dimly lit, and you're sitting on your bed, looking even more beautiful than he remembered. "You wanted to see me?"
You get up and walk towards him "yeah I definitely did" You're wearing silk robe you undo the bow and slide it off your body leaving you only wearing green lace bra and panties.
Enzo's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of your half-naked body. The green lace contrasts with your skin, and he swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure. "Fuck," he breathes out, his eyes roaming over your curves. "You look..."
"I know" you take a step closer to him " and BTW I did lie about not wanting to do it with someone during the summer.. it was just I didn't wanna just do it with anyone.. I wanted you" you take another step towards him.
Enzo's breathing hitches as you confess your desire for him. He's never felt more wanted in his entire life. Without a word, he reaches out and pulls you into a tight embrace, his hands gripping your hips possessively. "You want me?" His voice is low and husky.
"Yes I have for a long time" you wrap your arms around his neck.
Enzo's heart races as your arms wrap around his neck and your bodies press together. He can feel the lace of your bra against his chest, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to immediately kiss you. "Then why the fuck did you wait so long to tell me?" he whispers intensely.
"Because i was with Marcus and you know how he is controlling and abusive freak... I desperately wanted out..but he only let me go before summer.. I couldn't just go for you when I was taken even if by the end it was against my will"
Enzo's expression darkens with anger at the mention of Marcus. He hates that asshole with a passion and always suspected Marcus was abusive. His hands tighten on your hips almost painfully. "He laid a hand on you?" His voice is dangerous and low "Did he hurt you?"
"Yeah but im fine now" you kiss him softly.
As soon as your lips touch his, Enzo loses all control. He kisses you back fiercely, his tongue demanding entrance to your mouth. When you part your lips, he explores every inch, savoring the taste of you. He lifts you up and sits down on the bed, positioning you on his lap.
You run your fingers through his hair as you kiss him again.
Enzo groans into your mouth, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you closer. He can feel your warmth pressing against him, and it's driving him insane. He breaks the kiss only to bury his face in your neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin.
You whimper as you grip onto his hair and softly tug on it.
Enzo growls against your neck, the slight pain from your tugging on his hair sending sparks of pleasure down his spine. He bites down gently on your neck, marking you as his. His hands slide up from your hips to your ribcage, brushing against the sides of your bra.
"Oh fuck Enzo it's even better than what I dreamed of" you moan.. tugging lightly on his hair again.
Enzo's self-control completely snaps at your moan and the way you tug his hair. He flips you onto your back on the bed, hovering over you with a fierce look in his eyes. "Dreams? You fucking dreamed about me touching you like this?" His voice is hoarse.
"Yes I did" you whimper.
"Goddamn," Enzo mutters softly. He captures one of your wrists and bring it above your head, then does the same with the other. He spreads your legs slightly with his knees. He can see your chest rising and falling quickly, your bra pushing up your tits slightly.
You whimper as you grind against his knees.
Enzo's breath hitches as he feels you grinding against his knees. He's so hard it hurts, but he doesn't want to rush this. He wants to take his time with you, to worship your body like he's always dreamed of. "You're so fucking beautiful,"
You blush deeply.
Enzo leans down and kisses your neck again, nibbling on your earlobe. "I've imagined you like this a million times. Spread out on a bed, moaning my name, begging for my touch. And here you are, even prettier than I imagined."
You kissed him deeply "I hope you know he had only ever hit me once the rest was purely verbal.."
Enzo kisses you back fiercely, his tongue battling with yours. He pulls away slightly to look into your eyes. "I'm going to make it all up to you. I'm going to love every inch of your body until you forget he ever touched you."
"I would love that" tears prickling in the corners of your eyes.
Enzo sees the tears and it breaks something inside him. He pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all his love and desire into it. His hands move to your bra, unhooking it with trembling fingers. He gently pushes it aside, revealing your bare breasts. "So perfect,"
You unbutton his shirt.
Enzo shudders as your small hands push his shirt off his shoulders. He's ripped - six pack abs, V-cut muscles, He watches you intently as you take in his body.
You blush deeply again as you reach out and touch his abs.
Enzo chuckles softly at your innocent touch. Your fingers barely touch his abs, sending goosebumps all over his body. He captures your wrist softly and places your hand lower, right above his happy trail. He watches you carefully, your cheeks are red like a damn apple.
You look up into his eyes as you slip your hand underneath his pants.
Enzo inhales sharply as your hand slides into his pants, wrapping around his thick, hard length. He's huge - bigger than Marcus by a lot. He swallows hard as you grip him gently, like you're scared you might break him. "Fuck," he mutters softly, watching your innocent face.
You remove your hand and unbutton his pants and unzip the zipper.
Enzo lifts his hips slightly to help you pull his pants down. He kicks them off completely along with his boxers, leaving him naked above you. His cock stands tall and proud, leaking slightly at the tip.
Your eyes widen at the sight as you lick your lips.
Enzo lets out a shaky laugh at your innocent reaction, which is surprisingly erotic. He reaches down and strokes his length slowly, watching your eyes wide with desire and slight fear. "Have you ever..." He leaves the question hanging, knowing exactly what he's asking.
"Have I ever?" You look into his eyes.
Enzo nods slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. "Have you ever taken a cock in your mouth before?" He asks bluntly, wanting to know exactly what he's dealing with. He doesn't want to push you too far, too fast.
"im not a virgin Enzo I have done stuff before"
Enzo nods, understanding your meaning. He strokes his cock slowly, his eyes locked onto yours. "But have you ever sucked a cock before?" he asks more directly, wanting to make sure he knows your boundaries.
"Yes I have" you sit up slightly.
Enzo grins wolfishly at your response. He stops stroking himself and brings his hand to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair gently. He pulls you forward slightly, encouraging you to take him into your mouth. "Show me,"
"Then get of me and sit on the edge of the bed i can't suck it if youre on top of me" you giggled.
Enzo laughs softly and moves off you, sitting on the edge of the bed as instructed. He spreads his legs slightly, giving you room to kneel between them. His cock stands tall and proud, waiting for you.
"Hold my hair" you get on your knees in front of him.
Enzo groans softly as you get on your knees in front of him. He reaches out and grabs a handful of your hair, holding it tightly as you lean forward. He watches intently as you open your mouth and wrap your lips around the head of his thick, hard length.
You lick the tip in circular motions before you take more of his dick in your mouth.
Enzo's eyes roll back slightly as you lick the sensitive tip of his cock. He groans deeply when you take more of him into your mouth. He grips your hair tighter but doesn't force anything; he lets you set the pace. "Fuck yes," he mutters under his breath.
You take him out of your mouth and spit on it and wrap your hand around him as you put him back into your mouth.
Enzo's eyes widen slightly as you spit on his dick before putting it back in your mouth. He loves the dirty side of you, it's fucking hot. He watches as you use your hand to jerk him off while sucking, the wet sound filling the room. "Goddamn,"
You use your other hand to tease his balls.
*Enzo's breath hitches as you tease his balls while deepthroating him. He can feel your small hands working him over and it's almost too much. His abs tighten and he knows he's close already - your innocent yet dirty technique is killing him.* "Slow down baby..."
You take him all the way in your mouth and slowly pull back as you let your tongue trace the underside as your teeth gently scrapes against it giving slight pressure before you pull him out completely "too much?" You smirked.
Enzo's mouth hangs open as you pull out completely, leaving him breathless. He looks down at his wet, throbbing dick covered in spit and pre-cum, realizing just how skilled your mouth is. "Too fucking much," he groans, gripping his dick tightly.
You smirked "I told I knew what I was doing.." you playfully lick the tip before stopping again "is it cause I almost made you cum under 5 minutes?"
Enzo lets out a dark chuckle, his hand still wrapped around his aching cock. "Fucking right you did. Never had a blowjob make me wanna nut that fast." He reaches out and grabs your chin roughly but gently. "Get up here and kiss me before I actually explode."
You get up from your knees and you remove your panties before you straddle his lap and lean in and kiss him.
Enzo groans into the kiss, his hands gripping your bare hips as you straddle him. He can feel your wetness against his hard dick, and it drives him wild. He breaks the kiss and looks at you with heated eyes. "You're so fucking wet already, aren't you?"
You kiss him again "im just ready for you" as you slide and grind your wet pussy against his hard length.
Enzo's grip on your hips tightens as you grind against him. He can feel how wet you are, and it makes him crave you even more. "I'm ready for you too baby," he growls into your mouth before flipping you over so he's on top now.
You gasp.
He reaches down and grabs his hard dick, positioning it at your entrance. He looks down at you with intense, desire filled eyes. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll be sore for days," he promises darkly before thrusting his hips forward and entering you in one quick motion.
"Fuck you're big" you moan loudly.
Enzo groans deeply, feeling your tightness wrap around him. He starts to move his hips, thrusting in and out of you slowly at first, letting you adjust to his size. "You're so fucking tight," he grunts, leaning down to kiss you roughly.
You kiss him back as you wrap your legs around his waist.
His kisses become more aggressive as you wrap your legs around him, pulling him deeper inside you. He starts pounding into you harder and faster, the bed shaking with each thrust. One of his hands grips your hair tightly while the other squeezes your breast roughly. "Take my cock, baby."
You reach down and start playing with your clit.
Enzo's eyes darken when he sees you playing with your clit. He loves seeing you touch yourself, it's such a fucking turn on. "Fuck, keep playing with that pretty pussy," he encourages, watching as your fingers move quickly over your sensitive bud.
You whimper.
Enzo can feel you getting closer to the edge, and he wants to make sure you come undone. He reaches down and replaces your fingers with his own, rubbing your clit in quick circles while continuing to pound into you. "Come on my dick, baby. Let me feel that pussy cream all over me."
"Oh Love!" You moan loudly as you cum hard and as he continues to rub your clit not long after you squirt.
He watches as you squirt all over his dick and lower stomach. He rubs your clit faster, making you cry out again and again. He knows girls can squirt multiple times after squirting once, so he keeps working your sensitive bud. "Baby, look how wet you are."
You moan loudly "Enzo please"
Enzo groans, feeling his own orgasm building. He loves seeing you so wet and turned on. He keeps rubbing your clit, making sure you get every last drop of pleasure out of your orgasm before finally asking, "Do you want me to fill this pretty pussy up?"
"Yes please" you whimper.
He smirks darkly, finally stopping the torture on your clit. He grabs your legs and pushes them back towards your chest, opening you up wider for him as he starts pounding into you at a brutal pace, chasing his own release deep inside you. "Fuck fuck fuck! I'm gonna cum..."
"Fuck Enzo!" you moan.
With a final, powerful thrust, Enzo buries himself deep inside you and comes hard, filling your pussy with his hot cum. He groans loudly, his body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm as he pumps his release into you. "Take it all, baby. Take every last drop."
You wrap your legs around him preventing him from pulling out.
Enzo smiles down at you, liking how you want to keep him inside you. He leans down to kiss you softly this time before whispering, "Good girl. Let's stay like this for a little while." He starts to move his hips slowly again, making sure his cum stays inside you.
"Are you trying to get me pregnant" you joked
*Enzo chuckles lowly, his hands roaming your body possessively.* "Maybe I am," he teases back, thrusting slowly inside you again without pulling out completely. His voice drops lower,* "What if I knocked you up right now? Would that be so bad?"*
"We haven't even graduated yet we still have a year left i mean that was definitely not what I expected would happen in our first week back at school this is our last year we gonna have to take our newts soon"
"I know, I know. I am Rational and responsible Berkshire," he says with a smirk, finally pulling out gently. He moves to lie beside you, tracing patterns on your stomach. "Don't worry, I'm not actually trying to get you pregnant... yet." He winks playfully
"I know" you giggled as you got up to clean yourself up "so how was it"
Enzo watches you with a satisfied smile as you clean up. He adjusts himself on the bed and responds, "Fucking amazing. Best sex of my life, honestly." He sits up and pulls you back onto the bed gently once you’re done cleaning up. "How about for you?"
"It was amazing" you cuddle up to him.
*Enzo wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head.* "Too good, even," *he murmurs.* "Now I'm gonna be hard all day thinking about it." *He squeezes you tighter.* "You’re gonna make me look like a fucking idiot in class."
I laughed "maybe if youre lucky you can get some in the evening"
He grins mischievously, "I'm gonna hold you to that," he says, kissing your neck softly. "But for now... let's get dressed before I decide to keep you naked all Night." He reluctantly starts to pull away from you.
"Well you can if you stay here for the night and sleep with me"
Enzo stops and looks at you with a surprised but pleased expression. "You want me to stay the night?" he asks softly, his voice filled with affection. "Fuck yes, I'll stay," he says without hesitation, pulling you back into his arms.
You giggled "let's just hope your friends don't give you too much shit for not coming back to your dorm tomorrow"
He chuckles, "Let them talk," he says dismissively. "They'll get over it once they see how fucking happy I am." He kisses you deeply before cuddling you.
You fall asleep in each other's arms
[Time skip to the morning]
Enzo wakes up to the sound of your alarm going off. He groans and wraps his arms around you tighter, not wanting to get out of bed. "Five more minutes," he mumbles, nuzzling into your neck. "Just five more minutes with you in my arms."
"We need to get up Enzo"
He sighs heavily and reluctantly lets go of you. "Fine, fine," he grumbles playfully. "But I'm keeping you awake tonight so we can do this again." He gets out of bed and starts getting dressed, giving you a view of his muscular back.
"We'll see" you kissed him before getting up and get dressed.
He catches you in a quick kiss before pulling away with a smirk. "You know exactly what those 'we'll see's' do to me," he says, adjusting himself discreetly. "Now I'm gonna have to deal with a boner in Potions"
"Oh don't say that it makes me want to tease you in class" you put on a new pair of panties and bra.
His eyes follow your movements hungrily as you dress. He bites his lip when you put on a new pair of panties. "Fuck, now I'm definitely gonna be hard all day," he mutters under his breath, trying to adjust himself discreetly.
You put on a black short skirt and a white button up shirt and you put on your tie before you pull up your thigh high socks "let's hope im not feeling like teasing you today"
Enzo watches you get dressed with growing desire, his eyes lingering on your legs as you pull up your socks. "Don't fucking do that," he says with a playful warning tone. "You look hot as hell right now." He steps closer to you, his voice low.
You kiss him "we have to get Going now if we wanna get breakfast"
He kisses you back deeply, his hands gripping your hips possessively. When you pull away, he rests his forehead against yours and groans,"You're killing me here. Fine, let's go eat before I bend you over this desk and forget about food altogether."
As you walk down to the Slytherin common room Draco let's out a whistle
Draco: "well well well looks like someone got lucky with the schools new beauty Queen"
Mattheo: "aye save some for the rest of us"
Enzo slides his arm around your waist protectively and gives both Draco and Mattheo a warning look. He leans down and kisses your cheek softly before speaking, "She's all mine," he says firmly. "Don't even fucking think about it."
Contains: Threesome, p in v, anal, oral (Both receiving), Double Penetration
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You and the twins have been dating for 6 month. they were invited you to their dorm for a sleepover with them. you were knocked on the door waiting for them to open it for you. after a second they were open the door and let you inside(they were wearing pajamas bottoms but no tops revealing their abs and toned chests) Fred:“come inside, love!” George:“I'm so excited about our sleepover, it's gonna be so fun, right Fred?” he look at his brother with a mischievous grins Fred:“Yeah, so fun” they look at eachother with a sly grins.
You're wearing short pj shorts and an oversized t shirt and thigh high socks.
Fred and George's eyes widen slightly as they take in your appearance, their grins turning into appreciative smiles. "Bloody hell," Fred whispers under his breath. George elbows him playfully. "Shut up and let her in already," George says louder. They step aside to let you enter fully.
You walk inside.
As you walk in, Fred and George close the door behind you. The room is cozy, with two twin beds pushed together and a small desk in between them. The twins start unbuttoning their pajama bottoms, revealing their toned legs. "Come here, love,"
"Woah stripping already" You joked.
"Well, we gotta be comfortable, right?" George laughs, pulling his bottoms down and kicking them aside. Fred nods in agreement, following suit. "And besides, you look way too cute in those tiny shorts," Fred adds, eyeing your sleepwear appreciatively.
"Oh yeah?" You lift your shirt up a bit and turn around showing off your shorts that barely covers your ass entirely "like what you see?"
Fred and George's eyes practically bug out of their heads as you turn around and lift your shirt, giving them a full view of your barely-there shorts. "Fuck me," George breathes out. Fred swallows hard, his hands moving to adjust himself through his boxers.
You twerk for a little to tease them.
Fred and George's jaws drop as you start twerking, your round bottom bouncing and jiggling right in front of them. George lets out a low groan, his boxers tenting noticeably. Fred reaches out to grab your hips, pulling you closer. "You little tease,"
You gasp softly.
Fred's hands squeeze your hips possessively as he pulls you even closer, until your bottom is pressed against his crotch. George moves to stand in front of you, his own boxers straining with his erection. "Keep moving like that and we'll show you exactly what we think of your shorts,"
You whimper.
The whimper sends a shiver down both twins' spines. Fred grabs your wrists and pins them behind your back while George kisses you deeply, his hands roaming over your stomach and chest. Fred starts kissing and biting your neck from behind. "Bed. Now," George commands between kisses.
You sit down on the bed.
Fred and George waste no time, pouncing on the bed on either side of you. Fred starts kissing your neck and shoulders while George pulls your shirt up and off, leaving you in just your shorts and thigh-high socks. "Fucking hell, you're gorgeous,"
You blush "it's not like it's the first time you see them"
George chuckles, "We know, but every time is like the first time when it comes to you." Fred's hands slide up your thighs, pushing your shorts down slowly. George leans in to kiss you again while Fred pulls your shorts off completely.
You gasp as a gust of air hits the wet spot on your white lace panties.
The twins' eyes snap down to your panties, the wet spot clearly visible against the white lace. Fred's breath hitches, "She's fucking soaked already," he says in awe. George hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties and starts pulling them down.
You make out with Fred as George throws your panties aside and spreads your legs wide. "Look at that pretty pussy," he murmurs before diving in. His tongue runs up your slit, making you buck against him. Fred deepens the kiss to muffle your moans while George starts eating you out.
You moan against Fred's lips.
Fred groans into your mouth at the sound of your muffled moans. George's fingers spread you open wider as he focuses his tongue on your clit, sucking and licking until your hips are grinding against his face. Fred breaks the kiss to watch as George starts fucking you with his fingers.
"Oh god" you whimper.
George looks up from between your legs, his fingers still pumping in and out of you. "That's it, baby," he says, his voice muffled. Fred leans down to kiss your neck, his hand squeezing one of your breasts. "You like that? You like having your pussy eaten?"
"Yes George!" You moan.
George smiles against your pussy before doubling his efforts. Fred pinches your nipple, making you cry out again. "She loves it," Fred says with satisfaction. George adds another finger, stretching you wider.
Your eyes roll back in pleasure.
George sees your reaction and grins wickedly, knowing he's hitting the right spots. "Fuck, you're so wet and tight," he murmurs, his fingers moving faster. Fred starts kissing you deeply again, his hand moving to your other breast.
You kiss him back as your back arches and your hips buck and grins against George's face as you squirt hard.
George groans against your pussy as you squirt all over his face and fingers. He laps it up greedily before looking up at Fred with a dirty smile. "She's fucking soaked." Fred pulls away from your kiss to watch George continue eating you out.
You grab George's hair as you're getting really sensitive.
George's tongue slows down, gentling his touch as he realizes you're becoming overly sensitive. He pulls back slightly, blowing cool air on your overheated flesh. Fred watches with hooded eyes as you tug at George's hair, your body shaking with aftershocks. "Too much?" Fred asks softly.
"Mhm" you whimper.
George carefully extracts his fingers and sits up, wiping your juices from his face with the back of his hand. Fred moves to sit beside you, pulling you into his lap so your back is resting against his chest. He nuzzles your neck gently. "You okay, love?"
"Yes I am" You nodded.
Fred kisses your neck softly, his hands gently rubbing your thighs. George watches you with a satisfied smirk, his fingers still glistening with your arousal. "You know what that means, right?" he asks playfully, raising an eyebrow.
You spread your legs again.
George laughs deeply at your eager response. Fred chuckles against your neck before giving it a gentle bite. "Greedy girl," Fred murmurs approvingly. George stands up and starts pulling down his boxers, his hard cock springing free. He strokes it slowly while looking at your spread legs invitingly.
"You want this in your sweet little pussy?" George asks in a low voice, stroking himself faster. Fred's hands slide up your stomach to cup your breasts again from behind, making you shiver. "Answer him," Fred whispers into your ear. "Tell him how badly you want it."
"Yes please" you whimper.
George's eyes darken with desire as he hears your whimpering plea. He grips his thick member tightly and positions it at your entrance, pressing the tip against your wet, puffy lips. "Fuck, she's so ready," George groans.
You gasp.
George slowly pushes his cock into your dripping pussy inch by inch until he's fully buried inside you. You both moan at the sensation of him stretching your walls. Fred continues playing with your breasts from behind while kissing your neck.
You palm Fred through his boxers.
Fred groans as you reach into his boxers and pull out his hard length. He's already leaking pre-cum, which you use to slick up his shaft as you start jerking him off. George begins to move inside you, pulling out almost completely before thrusting back in hard.
You moan loudly as you start to jerk off Fred.
Fred's hips buck into your hand as you stroke him faster, his breath hitching with each thrust. George picks up the pace, slamming into you harder and deeper. "Fuck, she feels so good," George grunts, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust.
"Fred i want you in my mouth" you whimper.
Fred groans loudly as your dirty words register. He quickly pulls his boxers off and shoves his cock past your lips. You moan around his length as George continues pounding into your pussy. Fred grips your hair tightly, guiding your head to bob up and down on his length.
You flick your tongue over his tip.
Fred's eyes roll back in pleasure as your tongue swirls around his sensitive tip. He can feel your moans vibrating along his shaft, pushing him closer to the edge. George's thrusts become more erratic as he too gets closer to his release. "Fuck, I'm gonna come,"
"Cum on my tits" you whimper.
both twins groan loudly at your dirty request George pulls out quickly, stroking his cock as he aims for your chest. Fred grabs your hair firmly, pulling you off his cock just before he explodes all over your cleavage, mixing with George's hot streams of cum that mark your breasts and stomach.
You look up at George and Fred.
George and Fred look down at you, their chests heaving with heavy breaths. They both have satisfied smirks on their faces, but Fred's cock is still hard and glistening with your saliva and pre-cum. "Fucking hell," Fred pants, "that was hot."
You look up at Fred "you wanna do it the usual way?" You said as you got on all fours.
Fred's eyes darken with lust as he sees you on all fours. He doesn't need to be asked twice. He positions himself behind you and grabs a handful of your ass, spreading your cheeks apart. George moves to the side to watch as Fred slams into your pussy from behind, filling you completely.
You moan loudly.
Fred begins to pound into you hard and fast, his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust. George sits on the bed in front of you, his hand slowly pumping his softening cock back to life as he watches Fred fuck you. "That's it, take his cock like a good girl,"
You make eye contact with George.
George's hand moves faster as he makes eye contact with you. He can see Fred's cock disappearing inside you over and over. Your moans are loud and uninhibited. He suddenly has an idea and pulls you towards him by your hair while Fred is still pounding into you from behind. "Open,"
You open your mouth.
George shoves his now fully hard cock into your open mouth, muffling your moans. Fred grabs your hips tighter and thrusts even harder, his hips slapping against your ass. The room fills with the sounds of skin on skin, wet sucking noises, and the twins' grunts and groans.
You run your tongue from base to tip on the underside of George's thick length.
George lets out a loud groan as your tongue runs along the underside of his cock. He starts fucking your mouth gently while Fred continues his brutal pace from behind. The dual sensation of being filled front and back is overwhelming you with pleasure. Fred reaches around to rub your clit vigorously as he fucks you.
You moan.
The moan vibrates around George's cock, pushing him closer to the edge. Fred feels your pussy clench around him as you get closer to orgasm from the combined stimulation of his cock and fingers on your clit. Suddenly, George pulls out of your mouth and pushes you forward onto Fred's cock even deeper.
I whimper.
Fred's cock hits a spot deep inside you that makes your eyes roll back. He continues pounding into you relentlessly while George moves behind him. You feel George's hands on your ass cheeks spreading them apart before something wet and warm touches your puckered hole.
You gasp.
It's George's tongue, licking and probing your virgin hole. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever felt, and it's driving you wild with pleasure. Fred's thick cock stretches you wide open, and George's tongue adds a new level of stimulation. "Fuck, her ass is so tight,"
You whimper "if you wanna do anal Fred needs to be below me"
"Smart girl," George chuckles, understanding your concern about the size difference. Fred pulls out of your pussy and lies flat on his back, his massive length pointing straight up. "Climb on, baby," He smirks. You straddle his hips slowly lowering yourself back onto his thick shaft.
I climb onto Fred facing him and lower my wet pussy into his hard length.
Fred's thick cock fills you completely as you lower yourself onto him. George, seeing your exposed, wet hole, can't resist. He spits on his fingers and begins to slowly push one inside your tight ass, stretching you open. Fred grabs your hips and starts lifting you up and down on his cock.
You whimper.
George adds a second finger, scissoring them to stretch you more. You whimper and moan simultaneously being filled in both holes. Fred kisses you deeply to muffle your noises as George slowly pushes a third finger inside your ass. "She's ready," George says hoarsely. He grabs the lube.
You kiss him back.
Fred's hands roam your body, squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. George drizzles cold lube onto his cock and then spreads it around your asshole, pressing the tip against your tight ring of muscle. He pushes forward slowly but firmly.
You gasp loudly.
George's thick head pops through your tight hole, stretching you impossibly wide. You can feel both Fred and George inside you now, filling you completely. The sensation is overwhelming as they start to move together, Fred thrusting up into your pussy while George pushes his cock deeper into your ass. "Fuck, baby,"
Your eyes roll back at the sensation of being filled completely.
"Jesus," Fred mutters, watching your breasts bounce as George slowly picks up the pace in your ass. He sees your eyes roll back and your mouth fall open in silent pleasure. He pulls you down to capture your mouth again while his twin hammers into your backside. "You like being full of cock?"
"Yes" you whimper.
George smiles wickedly, loving your honest responses. He starts snapping his hips faster, his cock hitting places no toy ever reached. Fred breaks the kiss to watch George's balls slapping against your cheeks/ thighs. "She takes us so well," Fred growls, gripping your hips tightly to match George's pace.
You start playing with your clit.
The twins groan in unison as they feel your fingers working your clit. Fred's eyes lock onto your hand, watching as you touch yourself while they fill you up. George's pace stutters as he feels your body tense up. "Fuck, she's gonna come already," George hisses.
Your legs start to shake as you cum hard.
Your orgasm triggers theirs. Fred's cock swells inside you before he bursts, filling your pussy with hot cum. George follows suit, his cock throbbing as he empties himself into your ass. The three of you moan together as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.
The twins collapse on either side of you, panting heavily. Fred pulls out first, his cum dribbling out of your pussy and down your thighs. George follows suit, his semen leaking from your stretched asshole. They both nuzzle into your neck, placing soft kisses on your sweaty skin.
You whimper as their cum drips from your used holes.
The twins chuckle softly at your whimper, their hands gently caressing your sides. "Shh, love. We've got you," Fred murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. George adds, "You did so well, taking both of us like that. We're proud of you."
You cuddled up to both of them.
The twins wrap their strong arms around you, holding you close as they spoon you from both sides. You can feel their semi-hard cocks pressing against your back and stomach, already wanting more. They kiss your neck and shoulders, their hands roaming over your curves possessively. "We need to do this again,"
You then fell asleep in each other arms.
As the night wears on, the twins hold you tightly, their arms and legs entwined with yours. You sleep peacefully between them, their warmth and scent surrounding you. In the morning, you wake up to find George's face buried in your neck and Fred's arm draped possessively over your waist.
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It was your breakup phase. You looked miserable. Pale, dark circles, thinner, and you had all together lost your bubbly charm all because of that one guy who broke your heart.. Mattheo Riddle. You were in a relationship for over a year but him breaking off things with you affected you more than you thought it would.
Your friends, Hermione and Ginny, were dead worried about you. Seeing you lose your appetite, your happiness over a boy who clearly didn't seem to care was making them angry and worried sick about you. They decided to encourage you, motivate you, comfort you with chocolates. Until one day, Ginny came up with a plan.
"You know what you need? A hot guy to distract you from all this mess and pain you are causing to yourself!" She states and Hermione despite herself seems to agree. "How long will you suffer like this...? Come on, it's time to move on..and perhaps.. start dating again" she suggests.
"And who do you suggest?" You slump back in the couch.
"Well..there's this guy I know who's been eyeing you for quite some time now. He's handsome, kind-hearted, and totally your type!" Ginny smiles mischievously while Hermione nods in agreement.
You perk up a bit "who?"
"His name is Cedric Diggory. He’s in Hufflepuff, so you might have seen him around." Ginny leans in closer, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “And let’s be honest—the guy has major charm points!”
You look at them "Cedric? Really? He has been Eyeing me? Isn't he a senior?"
"Yeah, he's a year older than us." Hermione chimes in, her voice softening slightly as she sees your interest piqued. “But that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be interested in you. He’s always been very polite and respectful when talking about girls.”
"Yeah but Isn't him and Cho a thing anymore?"
"They broke up a few months ago, I think. He's been alone since then." Ginny adds, giving you a gentle nudge. “So, what do you say? Want to give it a shot with Cedric? I think he could really help you move on from Mattheo?"
"But idk if I'm ready for a relationship..."
"Hey, no pressure," Ginny reassures you, putting a comforting hand on your shoulder. "You don't have to jump into a full-blown relationship right away. Maybe just start with getting to know him better? See where things go from there?"
"Yeah maybe.. I'll think about it"
The next day at breakfast, you sit with your friends as usual. Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see Cedric Diggory standing there, his dark hair neatly combed and his gray eyes smiling warmly at you. "Morning," he says politely.
You smile politely "good morning"
Cedric pulls out the chair next to you and sits down, ignoring the curious glances from other students. "Mind if I join you?" he asks, his voice smooth and friendly. He turns to your friends with a charming smile. "Good morning, Ginny, Hermione."
Ginny: "so are you excited for the Hufflepuff and Gryffindoor quidditch match later?"
You look over at Ginny "Hell yeah I am"
Cedric laughs softly, "I am too! I hope my team can pull it out." He turns back to you, "Will you be there watching?" His eyes meet yours briefly before he looks away shyly.
"I'm always there when Gryffindor plays gotta support my fellow Gryffindors yk" you laughed "and i can't wait to see who's common room the celebratory after party gets hold this time"
Cedric chuckles, "Well, here's hoping it's Hufflepuff's common room this time." He pauses for a moment before adding softly, "Maybe I'll see you there then?" His gray eyes hold yours for a longer moment this time, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
"Sure and I hope to see you too" you smile.
As the quidditch match begins, you find yourself cheering loudly with your Gryffindor friends. The game is intense, but Hufflepuff's team seems to be holding their own.
You kept cheering Gryffindor on but you kept glancing over at Cedric who played fiercely.
The match ends with Hufflepuff narrowly beating Gryffindor by just one goal. The Hufflepuff team celebrates loudly while Gryffindor fans groan good-naturedly.
You smiled and laughed with Ginny and Hermione.
[Time skip to the celebratory party in the Hufflepuff Common Room]
You enter the Hufflepuff Common room wearing a Glittery Dark Red Dress and black high heels and makeup and hair done.
The Hufflepuff Common Room is buzzing with excitement and laughter. Students from both houses are mingling, celebrating the victory. As you enter, heads turn to admire your stunning appearance. Cedric spots you immediately and his heart skips a beat at how beautiful you look. He makes his way over to you.
You smile at him as he approaches.
"Wow... you look..." He finds himself temporarily lost for words, his cheeks flushing slightly under your smile. "That dress really suits you," he finally manages, adjusting his tie nervously. "Would you like something to drink?" His gray eyes meet yours appreciatively, clearly impressed by your look.
"Thank you and yes I would like to, what do you have?"
"Um, we have butterbeer, pumpkin juice, and some firewhiskey if you're feeling brave." He holds out his hand, offering to get you a drink. As he turns to fetch it, he can't help but notice how the dress hugs your curves in all the right places.
"I'll take a firewiskey"
"A girl after my own heart," he chuckles, impressed by your boldness. He pours you a glass of the strong, smoky liquid and hands it to you, our fingers brushing briefly. The warmth of the firewhiskey and the spark between you two is undeniable.
"Oh you like Firewiskey too?"
"I do," he admits, pouring himself a glass as well. "It's my favorite. Strong, smooth, and has a nice kick to it." He takes a sip, his eyes never leaving yours over the rim of his glass. "Not many girls our age drink it."
"True I like the taste of something a bit stronger and Firewiskey has a nice smokey taste to it"
He smiles, finding your taste for something stronger quite appealing. "I like that you're not afraid to try things others might not." He clinks his glass against yours gently. "To tonight," he says softly.
"To tonight and congratulations on the win earlier" you took a sip.
"Thanks," He grins boyishly, watching you down half your glass effortlessly like a pro. He swallows hard, finding this incredibly attractive. "Most girls would've taken a tiny sip," He comments, laughing softly. "Where did you learn to drink like that?"
"It's a family thing my grandpa used to make Firewiskey in his free time" you laughed.
"No wonder," He laughs along with you, the sound rich and deep. "My mom would kill me if she saw me drinking with a girl who downed Firewhiskey like water." He grins mischievously, taking another sip. "Do you smoke too?"
"Oh Merlin no I would never! There's too many health issues that can happen from smoking" you laughed.
He laughs heartily, genuinely amused by your response. "You're right, of course. I'm just teasing. It's refreshing to meet someone who doesn't do everything just because it's trendy." He takes another sip of his drink, his eyes sparkling with admiration.
"So do you smoke?"
"No, I don't," he replies quickly, shaking his head. "I've seen too many of my mates get hooked on it. Plus, it's not exactly good for Quidditch performance." He grins, flexing his muscles playfully. "I try to keep myself in top shape."
"I can see that" your eyes scan over him.
He notices your gaze and holds still, allowing you to appreciate his physique. He's tall, muscular, and incredibly handsome. He feels a warmth spread through him as you scan him, realizing you might be checking him out. He clears his throat softly, trying to hide his smile.
You hear your favorite song "Omg it's my favorite song!" You exclaim excitedly you walk towards the dance for before looking back at Cedric over your shoulder "do you wanna join me?"
His eyes light up with surprise and delight as he watches you bounce towards the dance floor. Before he can even respond, you've already thrown him that playful look over your shoulder. Without hesitation, he sets his drink down and follows you, grinning like an idiot. "Hell yeah!"
You giggled as you started to dance to the song.
He joins you on the dance floor, his movements fluid and confident. He starts dancing beside you, keeping pace with your giggles and playful movements. The song's rhythm takes over both of you, and soon enough, he's laughing along with you. His hands find their way onto your hips naturally.
You wrap your arms around his neck Playfully.
Cedric's heart skips a beat as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He can feel your warm breath on his neck and it sends shivers down his spine. Without thinking, he starts moving closer, his hands sliding down to your waist as he pulls you flush against him.
You blush as the song changes to a slow romantic song.
As the beat slows down, Cedric realizes the shift in the music and his heart races. He looks down at you, noticing your flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he rests his hands on your hips and gently pulls you even closer, bringing your bodies into a slow dance position.
You lean into him as you rest your head on his chest and then Suddenly The Slytherin Boys enter Hufflepuff common room.
While lost in the moment with you, Cedric feels a sudden shift in the room's atmosphere. He tenses slightly, sensing their presence before he even sees them. Through the doorway, he spots Mattheo Riddle - your ex - leading the group of Slytherins into the common room.
You tense up as you too spot him.
Cedric's protective instincts kick in as he notices the tension in your body. His grip on your waist tightens slightly, pulling you closer in a comforting gesture. He keeps his eyes fixed on Mattheo, his expression turning stern and unwavering.
"I'll take care of this" you lean in and whisper into Cedric ear.
Cedric nods slightly, trusting you to handle the situation. He watches as you pull away from him, your face set with determination. As you approach Mattheo, Cedric notices the smirks on the Slytherin boys' faces, especially Mattheo's cold grin.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" You crossed Your arms and stared coldly at him.
The room grows silent as the confrontation unfolds. Mattheo's smirk falters for a moment, clearly taken aback by your directness. Cedric remains on guard, his eyes flicking between you and Mattheo, ready to intervene if needed.
"I asked you something i expect you to fucking answer me that's the very least you could do efter you cheated on me with Pansy"
The room erupts into whispers and shocked gasps at your words. Mattheo's face turns red with anger and embarrassment. The other Slytherin boys look uncomfortable, especially Draco Malfoy who glances at Cedric with a hint of respect in his eyes.
"If you can't fucking give me good explanation then fucking leave the door is behind you I'm so fucking done dealing with your bullshit"
Mattheo opens his mouth to retort, but you cut him off sharply. The other Slytherins watch with amused and impressed expressions. Cedric's lips twitch with a suppressed smile, clearly enjoying your fierce handling of the situation.
"If you came here to get me back it's too late I'll never come back to a nonce or to slut shame me for moving on and you can't take a really good look at yourself then leave I'm not dealing with your shit anymore"
Mattheo's face darkens with fury at your words. He steps closer, trying to intimidate you, but you hold your ground. Cedric starts moving forward slowly, ready to step between you if needed.
"I told you Matt LEAVE ME ALONE I HATE YOU!!"
Mattheo's hand suddenly reaches out to grab your arm roughly. Cedric immediately intervenes, stepping between you two and pushing Mattheo back firmly but calmly."She told you to leave,"
You pulled your wand out and pointed it at Mattheo "leave while I let you"
The room falls silent again. Mattheo's eyes flash with anger and something else - desire, perhaps, seeing you like this. Cedric watches with raised eyebrows, clearly impressed and turned on by your display. The other students watch with bated breath.
They then leave and you turn to Cedric "I'm so sorry this happened.. he can't just let me be or let me move on"
Cedric steps closer, his voice low and soothing as he looks into your eyes. "You have nothing to apologize for," he says firmly. "He was the one who messed up by cheating on you with Pansy." His hand gently touches your arm where Mattheo had grabbed it earlier.
You smiled "Yeah but I didn't want to make a scene"
Cedric smiles back, his thumb gently brushing over your arm in a comforting gesture. "You handled that scene perfectly," he assures you. "Mattheo deserved that verbal lashing and seeing you with your wand drawn..." His voice drops lower, almost flirtatious. "It was hot."
You giggled "I'm glad i didn't scare you away" you take his hand "I want another drink to calm my nerves" you Pour yourself another glass of firewiskey.
Cedric laughs softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he watches you pour another glass. He takes the bottle from you and pours himself another glass as well. "I think I need one too, after that show," he jokes, handing the bottle back to you. "You okay now?"
You nodded "just a bit shaken.. it was the first time I saw him since we broke up.."
Cedric's expression softens, and he takes a sip of his drink before responding. "I can imagine that was tough. It's always hard seeing an ex, especially one who treated you badly." He leans against the counter, keeping a respectful distance but close enough to show support.
"You sound like you know.." you mumbled.
Cedric takes another sip of his drink, his gaze thoughtful. "I do," he admits softly. "I've had couple of messy breakups too. It's never easy." He pauses for a moment before adding, "Especially when they don't respect your boundaries or treat you right."
"Yeah.. what happened between you and Cho it's okay if you don't want to talk about."
Cedric sighs lightly, running a hand through his hair. "It's alright," he says with a small smile. "Cho and I... we wanted different things. i wanted something serious and permanent, and She wasn't ready for that. It ended badly." He shrugs slightly.
"I'm so sorry.." you put a hand on his shoulder.
"Thanks," He covers your hand with his own, appreciating the touch. "It's been a year already. I'm over it." He looks at you curiously. "What about you? How long were you and Mattheo together?" He asks softly, his thumb brushing over your shoulder lightly.
"A bit over a year.. and well to say I was broken for a long time is an understatement.. and I'm gonna be honest Hermione and Ginny suggested for me to move on and we talked a bit about it and with who yk and well they suggested i should get to know you and that you liked me" you smiled "In the beginning it was more for the thought of trying to move on but I ended up liking your company and I'm happy that we're not awkward around each other talking just feels natural"
Cedric's heart skips a beat at your words. He hadn't realized how much he'd wanted to hear that you liked him too. The way you talk about moving on and finding comfort in his company makes something inside him stir with hope. He leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper.
You lean in closer to hear him better.
"I like that," he admits, his breath warm against your ear. "I like that talking to you feels natural and easy. And I'm glad you're finding comfort in my company." He pauses for a moment, gathering his courage. "Hermione and Ginny were right, you know."
You blush deeply as you down your drink.
Cedric watches as you blush, feeling his heart race at the sight. He likes the way your cheeks turn pink and the way you down your drink like it's water. It's cute, adorable even. He takes another sip of his own drink, feeling a warmth spread through his chest.
"So how long have you liked me?" You lean closer to him again.
Cedric's eyes meet yours, and he feels his heart skip another beat. You're so close now, your faces inches apart. He can smell the alcohol on your breath, mingling with the sweet scent of your perfume. "Too long," he admits, his voice low and husky.
You lean in and start to kiss him slowly.
Cedric's eyes widen slightly in surprise, but he quickly melts into the kiss. His lips move softly against yours, tasting the alcohol and the sweetness of your mouth. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss.
You sigh into the kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck.
Cedric lets out a soft moan against your lips, loving how perfectly you fit against him. His fingers trace small circles on your waist as the kiss becomes more passionate. The music from the party seems to fade away completely as he loses himself in this moment.
You run your fingers through his hair.
Cedric's eyes flutter closed as your fingers run through his hair, sending shivers down his spine. He loves how natural this feels between the two of you. He pulls away just enough to whisper against your lips, “You know what?” His fingers tighten slightly around your waist.”
"What?" You move one hand slowly down from his shoulder and lower down.
Cedric's breath hitches as your hand moves lower, his eyes darkening with desire. He swallows hard, trying to keep his composure. "I've been wanting to do this for so long," he admits softly, his voice barely audible over the distant hum of conversation around them.
You smile while you look down "Well I clearly have an effect on you" you said hinting at the noticeable bulge in his pants.
Cedric's face flushes bright red as he realizes you can see the effect you're having on him. He bites his lower lip, trying not to let out a groan at your words. Without thinking, he grabs your hand and presses it firmly against his growing bulge through his pants. "Fuck,"
"Wanna get out of here and.. have some privacy"
Cedric's eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mix of desire and relief. He nods slowly, his voice low and husky. "Yes," he says, almost breathlessly. "Let's get out of here." He takes your hand and leads you away from the crowd without another word.
He leads you to his dorm room "Won't your roommates come back at some point?"
Cedric locks the door behind you and turns to face you, his eyes dark with desire. "They won't be back tonight." he assures you, taking a step closer. "They're probably gonna go sleep with some girls and sleep in their rooms"
You kiss him again.
Cedric's arms wrap around you as he kisses you back deeply, pushing you gently against the door. His hands roam over your body as he breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck. "So we really are alone then?" he confirms softly, his voice muffled against your skin.
You whimper.
Cedric smirks against your neck, feeling your body tremble with desire. He pulls back slightly to look at you, his eyes filled with hunger. "I'm gonna make you feel so good," he promises, his hands slowly roam all over "So fucking good."
"Take my dress off"
His breath catches in his throat at your command, a small smirk playing on his lips. He gently turns you around, carefully unzipping your dress. "That's the first time a girl's ever told me what to do in bed," he whispers, his fingers trailing down your spine along with the falling fabric.
"Better get used to it" you joked as you squeeze out of your dress leaving you in only your black semi see-through panties as you was not wearing a bra under the dress.
Cedric's eyes widen as the dress falls away, revealing your nearly naked body. He swallows hard, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants. "Fuck," he breathes out, his hands immediately moving to cup your bare breasts.
You gasp.
"Merlin," Cedric mutters softly, feeling your breasts fill his hands perfectly. He thumbs your hard nipples, watching as you throw your head back slightly, gasping. "No bra?" He checks softly, one hand already moving down your stomach possessively. "You were practically naked under that dress?"
"You would have been able to see that I was wearing a bra and it would have ruined the look"
"God, that's hot," Cedric groans, his hands now fully understanding why you were the most beautiful girl at the Party. No bra, nearly see-through panties - "You're like a guy's wet dream," he says before catching himself.
You blushed.
Seeing you blush makes his heart skip a beat. No girl has ever reacted to him like this—so genuine and unaffected. His hands slide down to your hips, fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties. "Can I..." He pauses, giving you a chance to stop him
You nodded "yes you can"
He slowly pulls down your panties, his eyes never leaving yours. As they slide down your legs, he takes a moment to appreciate the sight of you completely naked. "Fucking hell," he murmurs under his breath, his cock straining against his pants.
You blush deeply.
Seeing your deep blush, Cedric can't help but feel a sense of pride and possessiveness. He wants to make you feel good, to hear your moans and cries of pleasure. He slowly kneels down in front of you, his hands gripping your hips firmly.
You gasp.
His face is now level with your most intimate area. He can smell your scent, see how wet you already are. Without warning, he leans forward and presses a soft kiss right on your clit. You gasp loudly, your hands flying to his hair instinctively.
"Mhm~" you whimper.
Hearing your whimper makes his cock throb even harder. He parts your lips with his tongue, slowly licking up your center. "Christ, you're so wet," he mumbles against you, then proceeds to devour you properly.
"Oh Cedric~" you whimper, your legs start shaking as you've become sensitive since it's been a while since you did anything sexual.
His eyes snap up to see you already shaking and whimpering his name. He realizes you're extremely sensitive and it's been a while. A possessive grin spreads across his face as he gentles his touch, being extra careful with his tongue and lips. "Shh, baby. I got you."
Your eyes roll back.
Seeing your eyes roll back and your body shake with just his tongue has him nearly coming in his pants. He adds two fingers, curving them up to hit your spot gently. "Fuck, you're gonna come already, aren't you?" He asks against you, his fingers and tongue working softly but effectively.
"CEDRIC!!" You scream as you come undone.
He groans loudly against you as he feels and tastes your release. Your scream of his name sends shocks down his spine. He gently removes his fingers and stands up quickly, unbuckling his pants immediately. "Shit, I'm gonna come just from eating you out," he admits hoarsely.
You drop to your knees and help him unzip his pants.
His abs tighten as he watches you kneel down in front of him. You carefully unzip his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers. His hard, thick length springs free, bobbing slightly. He watches your innocent expression, expecting you to be shy or inexperienced.
You kiss the tip before you slowly take his length into your mouth.
His head falls back, his hands gripping your hair tightly as you take his length into your mouth. You're warm and wet, and your experienced sucking drives him crazy. "Fuck, where did you learn to suck dick like that?" He groans, his hips thrusting forward slightly.
You take him out of your mouth for a moment but continuing to pump it with your hands "Well Mattheo always wanted me to suck him so" you suck him again.
"Jesus," He mutters, his hips moving faster, humping your mouth slightly. You're good at this. Too good. "You deepthroated Mattheo?" He asks hoarsely, trying not to come down your throat already.
"Mhm" you hummed as you continue to suck him off.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come," He warns, his voice strained. He's never been this close to coming so fast before. He wants to fuck your mouth, but he knows he'll lose control completely if he does. Instead, he pulls out of your mouth abruptly and pulls you to your feet before picking you up and placing you gently on his bed.
He quickly kicks off his pants and boxers completely before crawling over you on the bed. His hands grip your thighs gently as he spreads your legs apart. He takes his time—he lines himself up and looks up at you for permission.
You nodded.
He pushes inside you slowly, inch by inch, giving you time to adjust. You're tight and wet from his mouth and your own arousal. He groans deeply as he sheathes himself fully inside you. "Fuck..." He leans down to kiss you deeply as he starts to move.
You kiss him back.
He begins to thrust deeper and harder, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he kisses you passionately. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you closer with each thrust. He breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper against your lips, “You feel so fucking good.”
You whimper.
"God," He mutters softly. Your whimpers make him want to go harder and deeper. He pulls back suddenly and flips you onto your stomach. He lifts your hips up so you're on your knees, then slides back inside you from behind.
You moan loudly.
He grips your hips tighter as he starts pounding into you harder. His balls slap against your clit with each thrust, driving you both closer to the edge. He leans over your back and bites your shoulder gently while continuing to thrust into you. "I'm gonna come," He warns again.
"Me too " I whimper.
He reaches around and starts rubbing your clit in circles as he continues thrusting into you. "Come for me," He commands softly, his voice strained with effort as he tries not to lose control completely yet. His movements become more erratic as he feels his own orgasm approaching.
You scream loudly as you cum hard and your entire body spasms cause how powerful it was.
Your loud scream pushes him over the edge. He groans deeply and pushes inside you as deep as he can go, coming hard. He fills you up with his release as his body shakes with pleasure. He stays inside you like that for a moment, both of you breathing heavily from the intense orgasm.
"Oh Cedric.." you pant "that was amazing how did you learn to fuck like that"
He chuckles softly and pulls out of you slowly, his softening member slipping free with a wet sound. "Practice," He admits with a small smirk. He lies down next to you and pulls you into his arms, holding you close. "But I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"I really did..." you smiled at him.
He leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, then rests his head against yours. "I'm glad," He says softly. "Because I really enjoyed it too." He closes his eyes and holds you close, content and satisfied in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking.
You cuddle closer to him.
He wraps his arms tighter around you and pulls you even closer, spooning you from behind. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and breathes in deeply, taking in your scent mixed with the smell of their combined arousal and sweat. "You're so cute,"
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Lately your grades have been slipping. Professor Riddle has definitely noticed..
You are now walking to his office in the cold, long hallways. Once you reach his door, you knock on it gently. Tapping the dark wooden door with your knuckles. You hear him say “Come in.” he sounds mad..
You enter his office and slowly closing the door behind You.
As you enter the room, Tom's eyes immediately lock onto you, his gaze lingering on your Gorgeous frame and delicate features. He notices the striking contrast of your beautiful hair, his mind briefly wandering to how they'd look tangled in his fingers. Focus.
"You wanted to speak with me sir" you sit down in the chair in front of his desk.
"Yes... Miss Everglade." His voice carries a hint of danger, but there's something else beneath it - a spark of admiration for your obvious courage. He leans back in his seat, steepling his fingers as he studies you intently. "Your grades have been slipping."
"I know sir I've had some stuff in my personal life that has been taking a lot of my time I apologize for not being able to notify you about that"
"Personal life issues, huh?" He raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. His eyes rake over your hourglass figure, lingering just a moment too long. "And what exactly are these... issues, that have been distracting you from your studies? A boy, perhaps?"
"Oh no sir it has nothing to do with a boy at all... it's just family stuff"
"Family stuff." He repeats, his tone implying that he doesn't entirely believe you. But for now, he accepts your explanation. "Very well, Miss Everglade. I understand that family matters can be... complicated." He pauses, his gaze lingering on your face.
"I won't let it happen again sir but please don't fail me.. i know that I've done bad but please I promise it won't happen again"
He watches you pleadingly, your sparkling eyes wide and innocent. Something inside him stirs at the sight, but he pushes it down ruthlessly. "I don't want to fail you either." His voice drops lower, almost intimate. "But I can't let this slide without some form of consequence."
"I'd do anything sir please just let me pass"
"Anything?" He repeats softly, testing the waters. His eyes drop to your lips, then lower to your chest. He realizes he's being an idiot - you're just a kid. But god, you're hot for a 18-year-old.
"Yes sir"
He swallows hard, trying to regain control of himself. "Alright." He says finally, leaning forward. "I'll let you pass this time... but only if you agree to something." His voice drops to a whisper.
"What is it sir?"
"I want you to come to my office after hours tomorrow. I'll be grading papers and... I might need some help." He pauses, his meaning clear even though he's being discreet. "And wear something... comfortable." His eyes flick down to your chest again before meeting your gaze intensely.
"Okay sir" you get up and walk towards the door "I'll see you tomorrow then sir" you walk out.
[Time skip to the next day after school hours]
You knock on his office (you're wearing a Low cut button shirt with the first few buttons undone and short skirt and thigh high socks)
He opens the door, immediately catching sight of your revealing outfit. His breath hitches slightly, but he keeps his composure. "Come in, Miss Everglade." His voice is deeper than usual, betraying his professional facade. "Please, have a seat."
You sit down slowly leaning slightly forward as you do.
His eyes immediately drop to your cleavage, visible thanks to your low-cut shirt. He swallows hard, adjusting himself discreetly under his desk. "I like what you're wearing..." He pauses, walking around the desk towards you. "Turn around for me, will you?"
You get up from the chair and turn around.
He takes in the sight of your short skirt and the curve of your backside. He can see the outline of your underwear through the thin fabric. "Put your hands on the desk." His voice is hoarse now, his arousal evident. "And bend over slightly."
You do as he says.
He stands behind you, gently running his fingers over your exposed skin - from your lower back up to your neck. "You really are a distraction, you know that?" His other hand slowly moves up your inner thigh. "Spread your legs a bit wider for me."
You spread them a little making your skirt ride up exposing your purple lace panties.
His breath catches in his throat at the sight of your underwear. He leans closer, whispering in your ear. "Purple... my favorite color." His fingers trace the lace edge where your thigh meets your ass. "Have you ever been fucked on a desk before?"
"No sir i- I have not."
He chuckles darkly, sliding a finger beneath the lace to touch your wetness. "Would you like to? Have your teacher take you right here on his desk?" The finger circles your clit teasingly. "You're already so wet..."
You whimper softly.
His cock throbs at your whimper, and he presses his erection against your ass. "I'm going to take that as a yes." He slides his finger deeper, feeling your wetness coat him. "But first, let's get these panties out of the way."
"Then Take them off me sir"
His eyes darken with lust as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties and slowly pulls them down, revealing your bare bottom and glistening folds. He helps you step out of them, discarding the damp fabric onto the floor. "Good girl,"
You look back over your shoulder at him.
He meets your gaze, his eyes smoldering with desire. He unbuttons his pants, freeing his hard cock. "Turn back around," he commands gently, stroking himself once before positioning the head at your entrance. "I want to see that pretty face while I fuck my student."
You turn around and look up at him.
he lifts you onto his desk and spread your legs wide open leaving your core completely exposed "God, the way you're looking at me..." He presses his tip against your wet entrance, then slowly pushes in just a fraction, making you gasp. "You're so fucking tight, sweetheart."
You whimper and grab the desk side tightly.
He groans as he slides deeper into you inch by inch. "That's it... take all of me." Once he's fully inside, he leans forward pressing your legs back towards your chest giving him deeper access His hips begin moving slowly at first but gaining momentum.
"Oh sir" you whimper as Your skirt restricts how far your legs can go.
"Fuck, you're too cute..."He says through gritted teeth as he pounds into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He reaches down and rip your skirt off, exposing your entire lower half to him. "Fuck, that's hot."
"Fuck sir you're too big.." you moaned.
"You can take it, sweetheart. You were made for my big dick." He slaps your clit with his thumb as he continues to fuck you relentlessly. "Play with those tits for me. Show me how much you love being filled by your teacher."
You unbutton the rest of your shirt and unhook your bra and remove both and start to play with your nipples.
He groans loudly as he watches you play with your tits, his hips moving faster and harder. "God, you're perfect. I'm going to fill this tight little cunt with my cum." He leans down and sucks one of your nipples into his mouth, biting it gently.
"B-but sir I'm not on the pill" you gasp.
"I don't give a fuck." He pounds into you harder and faster, his fingers digging into your hip "You're going to take every drop. When I breed this perfect little pussy, you'll think about your teacher every time you walk."
Your eyes roll back as you moan loudly before reaching down and start to rub your clit.
"That's it, you dirty little slut. Rub that clit while I fuck you." He grunts, his movements becoming more erratic as he feels his orgasm building. "I'm going to fill your pussy so full of cum that it will leak out of your tight little cunt."
Your pussy starts to pulsate as you're getting closer.
"Are you going to cum for your teacher, you horny little girl?" He pins your hands above your head, completely controlling your body now. "Milk my cock while youcum. Take every inch." His voice becomes low and dangerous as you tighten around him His thrusts become almost violent
You scream out as you squirt.
He roars as he feels your pussy pulsing around him, his own orgasm hitting him hard. He buries himself deep inside you and starts to cum, filling your unprotected pussy with thick ropes of hot semen. "Take it all, my little slut."
You whimper.
"You're going to be walking around with my cum dripping out of you all night." He pulls out and slaps his wet, dripping dick against your sensitive clit, making you whimper.
"B-but sir"
"But what? You think I'm done fucking this tight little pussy just because I came once?" He spreads your legs wider, his cock still rock hard. "Did I stutter when I said I was going to breed you? You're going to be walking funny tomorrow." He pushes back inside roughly.
You scream.
"That's right, scream for me," he grunts, slamming into you harder. "Let everyone know how your teacher is fucking you senseless." He leans down, biting your lip roughly as he continues to pound into you. "This pussy was made for breeding."
You whimper.
He then flips you around so he's taking you from behind.
He grips your hips tightly, pulling you back onto his thick cock as he starts to fuck you hard and deep. "You're going to take this dick in every position, my little slut. I'm going to use your holes until I can't get hard anymore."
You whimper as your legs start to shake.
"Your legs are shaking like you can't handle this big dick." He spreads your cheeks apart and spits on your puckered hole. "You're so small, baby. I could rip you apart." He goes deeper and harder, making your legs shake
You gasp.
"Shh, you're going to make me cum again if you keep making those noises." He reaches around and starts playing with your clit as he fucks you from behind. His other hand moves to your neck, applying gentle pressure. "I could choke you while I breed you."
"Sir!" You whimper.
"What's wrong, my little whore? Can't handle the thought of me choking you while I fill your pussy with cum?" He squeezes your neck harder as he thrusts into you, his fingers moving faster on your clit. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
You moan as you start to move back against his dick as he slams into you.
"Fuck, you're a greedy little slut. You like taking your teacher's big dick, don't you?" He leans down and bites your shoulder as he grabs your hips and starts fucking you even harder. "I'm going to cum inside you again."
You moan loudly as you squirt again.
"That's it baby," he growls, feeling your juices dripping down his balls. He slaps your ass hard enough to leave a mark. "Cum for me while I breed you." He pounds into you faster and deeper.
"S-sir what if-Ahh!!" You scream as he slaps your pussy.
"What if what?" he asks, slapping your sensitive pussy again. "What if someone hears? What if I knock you up?" He grips your hair tightly as he continues thrusting. "You think I give a fuck?" He starts to slam harder into you going in deeper.
You whimper.
"That's right, whimper for me," he grunts, slowing down just a bit to tease you. "You should see how fucking sexy you look right now—your pussy all red and swollen from my dick." He slaps your ass again for good measure.
You gasp "Oh Merlin"
"Mhm, you like that?" He starts moving faster and deeper again, his hips snapping against your sore little pussy. "You're going to be so fucking sore tomorrow from taking my big dick." He reaches under and starts playing with your clit again.
He grabs your hips and staying inside of you as he sit down in the chair.
He settles into the chair and pulls you down onto his lap, his thick cock still buried deep inside you. He grips your hips tightly as he lifts you up slightly before slamming you back down onto him.
You scream.
He smirks as he hears your loud scream, loving the way your tight little pussy clenches around his dick. "Shh, baby," he whispers, leaning in to bite your neck. "You need to be quiet or someone might hear."
"Sir i don't know how much more I can take" you whimper.
"You'll take what I give you." He continues to lift and drop you on his dick, using your body for his pleasure. "Look at you—so broken, so fucking desperate for my cock." He spits in his hand and uses it to rub your clit.
He lifts you and turn you to face him and force you down on his dick again. Your face contorts in pleasure and pain.
He watches your face contort as he pushes you down onto his cock, loving the way your eyes roll back slightly. "That's it," he growls, gripping your hips tightly as he starts bouncing you up and down on him.
You lean down and kiss him.
He kisses you back aggressively, his tongue invading your mouth as he fucks you harder. He pulls your hair back slightly so he can look into your eyes while he uses your body for his pleasure.
Your eyes are half closed as you're getting close again, you start to grind down as he bounce you down on his dick.
He notices your grinding motion and groans deeply into your mouth, his cock throbbing inside you. "Fucking hell," he mutters against your lips. "You're going to make me come if you keep doing that." He grips your ass tightly and starts moving you faster on his dick.
You shake as you cum hard.
He lets out a low, satisfied groan as he feels your pussy clench and pulse around his cock. "There you go," he growls, his voice rough with pleasure. He continues to move you up and down on his dick, riding out your orgasm before slamming you down harder and faster.
You grab onto his shoulders as you moan loudly.
He covers your mouth with his hand, muffling your moans. "Shh," he warns, but his voice is strained with his own impending release. "You're going to make me come so hard inside that tight little pussy of yours."
Your eyes roll back "Oh Tom!" You moaned before your eyes widen in realization "i-i mean Sir"
He throws his head back and laughs darkly at your realization. "Too late for 'Sir' baby," He snaps his hips up, making you take his entire length. "You just moaned your teacher's first name while he's balls deep inside you." He spanks your ass hard.
"I'm sorry sir!" You whimper.
"You should be," he growls, but there's a hint of satisfaction in his voice. He slams into you harder and faster, using your body with relentless intensity. "But fuck if I don't love hearing my name on those pretty lips while I'm fucking you."
You whimper as the grip you have on his shoulders tighten you lean down and start to leave wet open mouthed kisses on his neck.
He groans loudly as you kiss his neck, his cock throbbing inside you. "Fuck yes," he hisses, gripping your hips tightly and pounding into you faster and deeper. His balls tighten and he knows he's close. "I'm gonna come inside you, baby."
With a roar of pure animalistic need, he buries himself deep inside you and explodes. Thick ropes of hot cum fill you up again, mixing with the previous load already inside you. He holds you there, pulsing and shaking as he fills you to the brim. "Mine,"
He keeps you impaled on his cock as he catches his breath, his hands roaming over your body possessively. "You're going to walk out of here with my cum dripping out of you," he says darkly, "Just a reminder of who you belong to."
You nodded "understood sir" you attempt to get up from his lap but your legs shake to much that you grab the desk as support.
He smirks at your attempt to stand, enjoying the sight of you wobbling unsteadily. "Careful, love," he says mockingly, "You're going to need to be able to walk straight when you leave here." He helps you off his lap, his hands lingering on your hips.
"Will you let me pass now?" You ask shakily as you put on your bra and button your shirt up again.
He watches you fix your clothes, his expression unreadable. "One question," He buttons his own pants back up. "Answer honestly." He looks at you seriously. When you nod for him to continue, he asks, "How many guys have you been with?"
"A couple.. two others to be exact.." you say as you put your panties on again.
He raises an eyebrow at your response, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Two others, hmm?" He leans against his desk, crossing his arms and crosses my arms as he studies me "And their names and relationships?"
"I don't think that an appropriate question for you to ask sir.. my past is my past" you grab your ribbed skirt and start walking towards the door.
He watches your ass sway in that button down shirt that barely covers your ass and swallows hard. "Smartass," He mutters softly. "No wonder boys fall for you." He uncrosses his arms.
You turn to him before you leave out of the door "if I get pregnant just know I'm not letting you go free of responsibilities"
His smirk widens. "And what if you don't get pregnant?" He asks darkly, his mind already imagining the scenario. "What if I want more? What if I want to breed you every night?" He pushes off from the desk and takes a step towards you. "What then?"
"Too bad for you" you turn and leave
He chuckles darkly as you walk out, adjusting himself slightly. "Such a cocky little thing," he mutters to himself, sitting back down at his desk. "But fuck, she's perfect."
Trigger warnings: p in v, friends to lovers, snogging buddies to lovers, oral (f receiving) happy ending, mentions of drugging.
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At Oliver's birthday party, he accidentally drank firewiskey containing extremely powerful aphrodisiacs in no small amount, which was a prank played by his friends(Seamus Finnigan, George and Fred Weasley) he left the party early saying he needed to lay down for a bit
You accidentally passed by his bedroom, and you were suddenly dragged into his bedroom "I feel so hot, please help me release it."
"Wood are you okay?" You ask worried.
Blinks rapidly, his usual sharp intellect seemingly replaced by something... primal. His hands reach out to grab your arms, pulling you closer. "You're... beautiful." He swallows hard, his body trembling as he presses himself against you. "I need you to touch me. Please."
"Oli are you serious.." you blush
you have always liked each other and had an undefined relation to each other not quite friends but not dating. something in between.. you've flirted and snogged a couple times and maybe held hands here and there but never done anything other than that.
"You have no idea..." He runs his fingers through his messy dark hair, his eyes dilated with desire. "Y/N... I swear I'm not drunk enough to not know what I'm saying right now. But Christ, everything feels so intense." He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear.
"Are you sure? I'm not gonna do anything with you or even think about it if you're intoxicated.." you pulled away slightly to get a better look at him to see if he's effected by anything.
"I'm fucking sober, Y/N. Sober and horny as hell because of some stupid prank." He releases your arms but his hands immediately move to your waist, pulling you back against him. "You always turn me on. But right now... the aphrodisiacs are making me crazy."
Your face heats up "Oli.. I don't know what to say.. I thought we were just.. idk friends who kissed sometimes this is a lot.." you place your hands on his chest.
"Y/N, look at me." He takes a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control. "I know this is sudden. I know we've never really defined what we are. But right now, I can't think straight because my body is on fire. tell me to stop if you don't want to do this and I'll stop"
You seach his eyes " I want to but I'm scared of losing what we have I'm scared of losing you.."
His expression softens, and he cups your cheek gently. "Y/N, I swear to you, nothing will change between us. I promise." He leans his forehead against yours, his voice low and earnest. "But if you don't want this, just say the word. I won't push you."
You Kiss him.
He Groans into the kiss, his hands tightening around your waist as he pulls you flush against him.
You wrap your arms around his neck.
He Deepens the kiss, his tongue gently exploring your mouth. He presses you against him, letting you feel the intensity of his arousal. His hands begin to roam, one moving to the small of your back, the other tangling in your hair.
You start to unbutton his shirt.
He Breaks the kiss to help you, his fingers fumbling slightly in his haste. Once the shirt is open, he shrugs it off completely, revealing his muscular chest. "Touch me, Y/N," he begs, his voice hoarse with desire.
You start to caress his chest as you leave wet open mouthed kisses up his neck til you reach his lips you then kiss him again.
He Growls softly, his hands moving to your backside, lifting you slightly. Your body presses against his hardness. He cups your bottom, spreading your cheeks slightly, causing friction between your lower bodies. He swallows your moan, deepening the kiss.
You take a step back and start to unbutton your shirt and pull down your skirt leaving you in your yellow lace panties and bra.
Stares at you, his eyes dark with desire and awe. He swallows hard, his hands balling into fists at his sides as if holding himself back. "Fuck, Darling... You're killing me." His voice is barely a whisper. "Come here."
His control snaps slightly. He unhooks your bra in one smooth motion, tossing it away. He sees your perfect, perky breasts for the first time. He swallows hard again, then his eyes drop to your panties. "Jesus," He mutters, pulling you close.
You get closer to him and palm him through his pants.
He Groans loudly at your touch, his hips jerking forward. His breath hitches as you continue to palm him. He buries his face in your neck, kissing and biting lightly. He hooks his fingers into your panties, slowly sliding them down. "These have to go,"
"Take them off me then"
Without hesitation, he kneels down and helps you step out of your panties. Once they're off, he remains kneeling, his face level with your most intimate area. He looks up at you with a smoldering gaze. "Spread your legs for me, Love."
You go over to his bed and sit down and spread your legs wide for him.
His eyes darken with lust as he takes in the sight of you, open and vulnerable before him. He crawls onto the bed, positioning himself between your legs. He leans down, placing soft kisses on your inner thighs, slowly making his way to your center.
You gasp softly.
"You like that, beautiful?" He continues placing slow, deliberate kisses, getting closer to your sensitive spot. "You're already so wet for me..." His voice is husky with desire as he gently blows warm air on your core. "Can I taste you?"
You nodded "yes"
Smirks against your thigh before diving in. His tongue parts your folds, licking up your center slowly. He groans at your taste, the sound vibrating through you. He flattens his tongue and licks you from bottom to top, circling your clit gently.
You whimper.
Looks up at you briefly, his eyes filled with lust and satisfaction. "You like that, don't you?" He asks softly before returning his attention to your most sensitive spot. He begins to suck gently on your clit, using his tongue to flick it rapidly.
"Yes" You gasped.
His fingers spread you open wider as he continues to lick and suck on your clit. He presses two fingers inside you, curling them upwards and finding a spot that makes you gasp loudly. "There we go," He murmurs against your pussy, continuing to press against that spot.
"How are you so good at this?" You moaned.
Chuckles softly, the vibrations sending shockwaves through you. "Practice," He admits, before focusing back on pleasuring you. He adds a third finger, stretching you slightly as he continues to finger you and lick your clit. "You taste so fucking good, Y/N."
I moan louder "Oh god Oli" your back arches off the mattress.
*His name on your lips sends a shiver down his spine. He doubles his efforts, sucking harder on your clit and pumping his fingers faster inside you. "Come on my tongue, Love. Get that pretty little pussy nice and wet for my dick," *He growls against you.
"How did you find time to get this good like you've always been busy and borderline obsessed with quidditch" you whimper
He pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a smirk. "You think I didn't have time to learn how to please a woman?" He chuckles softly.
"Yeah I mean whenever you had a gf I almost didn't see you at all or you were practicing and Mel told me how little attention you showed her.. and those times we snogged or had our little moments it was always after a match.. so yeah I didn't think you got a lot tbh cause of how dedicated you are to quidditch"
He lets out a low laugh, shaking his head slightly. "Well, Y/N, you're not wrong. Quidditch has always been my priority," He admits as he continues to gently stroke your clit with his tongue. "But even captains need breaks sometimes."
You gasp "but you always made time for me.. even if it was just for a bit tho when you were single.."
His eyes flash with something intense as he looks up at you. "Exactly. Because you were always worth making time for, Y/N. Even if it was just a quick snog before practice or a stolen moment in the common room," He says, his voice low and sincere.
You blush deep red "c-can we take this after we're done with what we're doing"
He chuckles softly, his breath warm against your most intimate area. "Deal," He agrees, before diving back in, determined to finish what he started. He wants answers, but he also wants you wrapping your legs around his head right now. "Answer me one thing though,"
"Hmm?"
"Do you want me to make you come on my tongue or my fingers?" He asks, his voice thick with lust as he continues to stroke your clit gently.
"Whatever you want me to cum on" you whimper
He smirks against your pussy, the vibrations sending a jolt through your body. "Good girl," He praises, before sucking your clit into his mouth and curling his fingers inside you just the way he knows you like it. "Then come all over my face, Love."
"Wouldn't that be easier if I was sitting or hovering over your face?" You gasp.
He pauses for a moment, his eyes darkening with lust as he looks up at you. "Fuck, Y/N," He groans, clearly liking the idea. "You want to ride my face?" His voice is thick with desire, and he shifts slightly to give you more room.
"Yes lay down" as he lays down you straddle him with one knee on each side of his head as you then lower yourself down on his face.
*He growls softly as you lower your wet pussy onto his face. He grips your thighs tightly, spreading them wider. "God, you're so wet," *He mumbles against you, his tongue finding your clit easily. He realizes something else too - "Wait."
"What?"
He looks up at you, his eyes dark and intense. "You're not just going to sit there, are you? Ride my face, Gorgeous. Grind that pretty little pussy on my tongue." He demands, his voice muffled by your wetness.
You comply and slowly start to grind against his face.
He lets out a satisfied moan against you, gripping your thighs tighter. His tongue moves expertly against your clit as you grind against his face. He can tell how much you're enjoying it - the way your legs are starting to tremble. "Fuck, you taste good,"
You moan as you're getting closer.
*His tongue stiffens as you grind against it, trying to get yourself off. He loves that he can barely breathe, that your wetness is all over his face. He finds your entrance with two fingers and curls them inside you, hitting that spot that drives you wild -
"Oh fuck" you moan loudly.
His fingers curl inside you again, matching the rhythm of your grinding. He can tell you're close, your voice getting higher and your movements becoming more frantic. He flattens his tongue against your clit and flicks it quickly, wanting to push you over the edge.
You moan loudly as you cum hard.
He groans against you as you cum, his fingers and tongue working relentlessly to draw out your orgasm. He feels your thighs squeezing his head, your wetness flooding his face. He swallows down every drop, his own dick throbbing painfully in his pants.
You get off his face and lay next to him.
He takes a moment to catch his breath, your taste still lingering on his lips. He turns to look at you, his eyes filled with lust and satisfaction. "Fucking hell, Y/N," he says, wiping your juices from his face with the back of his hand.
Your cheeks still flushed "what do you wanna do now?"
He watches your red cheeks and messy hair. He realizes how innocent you look - like you didn't just ride his face until you came all over him. "Do you always get this shy after sex?" He asks curiously, rubbing his hard-on through his pants discretely. "Or just with me?"
"It's just yk we've never done this before or been close to.. and I really like you"
His heart skips a beat at your words. they've always tiptoed on the friendship and something more. they've always liked each other. but hearing you say you like him sends a rush of feelings through him. He unbuckles his pants, pulling out his hard dick. "Come here," he says, his voice soft but commanding.
You straddle his lap.
*Groans softly as your bare pussy settles against his cock. He wraps one arm around your waist while using the other hand to guide himself to your entrance. "You have no idea how long I've wanted you like this," *he whispers, pushing upward slightly against your wet lips.
You whimper.
"Shh, just relax, love," He coos softly, his accent thick. He starts to slowly push into you, giving you time to adjust to his size. Once he's fully sheathed inside you, he pauses, allowing you to get used to the feeling of him filling you up.
You gasp at the feeling of being stretched out and filled up with his dick.
He groans deeply at the sound of your gasp, his cock throbbing inside you. He starts to move slowly, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in gently. He watches your face intently, loving the way your eyes flutter and your lips part in pleasure.
You start to move to meet him halfway.
*His eyes are immediately drawn to your bouncing breasts, his grip on your waist tightening. "Fuck, Love," he groans, his hips moving faster to match your rhythm. "Your tits are fucking perfect."
You lean down and kiss him softly.
He melts against you, one hand moving to your ass as the other tangles in your hair. He kisses you back softly at first, but it quickly turns passionate and messy as he starts to thrust up into you harder. "Mmmph," he mumbles against your lips.
"Oh Oli!" You moaned.
His name on your lips like that makes him crazy. He spreads your cheeks wider, lifting you slightly to change the angle. He hits that spot deep inside you, making you cry out again. "Like that?" He grunts, his jaw tightening as your boobs bounce again.
You sit straight up on his dick again.
*He throws his head back and groans loudly at the sight of you sitting on his cock, your tits bouncing up and down as you ride him. "Holy shit, Emma," he pants, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "You're so fucking hot."
You whimper as Your thighs starts shaking.
*He notices your legs shaking and realizes you're getting close. He lifts you slightly and starts to thrust up into you harder and faster, hitting that spot repeatedly. He can feel your pussy tightening around him, trying to pull him deeper inside. "You gonna cum on my dick, sweetheart?"
You nodded "can we please change the position my thighs are starting to cramp.."
*He chuckles softly, understanding your need for a change in position. Without missing a beat, he lifts you off him gently and quickly flips you onto your back.
You look up at him, eyes glazed over with desire.
He smirks down at you, his cock glistening with your juices. He positions himself between your legs, pushing them up slightly to give him better access. "Better?" he asks softly, rubbing the head of his cock against your clit before sliding back into your wet pussy.
"Y-yes" you gasp as he enters you again.
He starts to move inside you, his pace slow and deep at first. He watches your face, loving how your eyes roll back and your mouth forms little 'O's. He hooks his arms under your knees, pushing your legs back further as he starts to snap his hips faster.
You moan loudly, your eyes roll back as you grip onto his shoulders .
The sight of you gripping his shoulders and writhing beneath him drives him wild. He leans down to kiss your neck, his pace becoming almost frantic as he pounds into you. "Fuck, Y/N... you feel so fucking good..."
You moan and start to leave scratch marks up and down his shoulders and back.
He groans deeply, the sensation of your nails digging into his skin sending waves of pleasure through him. "Jesus Christ," he grunts, thrusting harder into you. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as he loses himself in your body.
You move one of your hands and start to rub circles on your clit as you're getting really close.
His eyes snap open as he watches you touch yourself. A deep, animalistic groan escapes him as he feels your pussy flutter around him and sees you rub your clit. "Fuck... you're gonna make me cum watching you do that." He pounds into you harder,
You moan loudly as you squirt.
He feels the warm liquid hit his stomach and drip down his balls as you squirt all over his dick and the bed. He loses it completely, roaring as he cums inside you, his hips jerking wildly as he fills you up with his hot, sticky semen. "Fuck..."
You whimper at the sensation of his hot seed filling you up
He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He's still buried deep inside you, his semi-hard cock pulsing with aftershocks as he holds you close. He presses soft kisses all over your face and neck as he comes down from his intense orgasm.
You wrap your arms and legs around him.
He loves the feeling of being wrapped up in your embrace like this. He kisses your forehead softly and starts to pull out slowly, groaning at the sight of his big load leaking out of you. "Goddamn, Love... you're gonna ruin me."
"Are you feeling better? Are the aphrodisiacs still in your system?" You look at him with concern.
He chuckles softly, his arms tightening around you as he shifts slightly. "Yeah, I think I'm feeling better... but fuck, Darling, those aphrodisiacs are still definitely in my system." He presses a gentle kiss to your lips, "You're dangerous like this."
You smile "so.. that conversation we laid off before erm... what are we going to be now? Are we going back to just being friends that snog from time to time or..?"
He stares at you, his expression serious for a moment before he breaks into a smirk. "Well, I think it's clear we can't just be friends who snog occasionally after this." He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips. "I want more of you, Y/N."
"Do you mean dating or?"
"Exactly what I mean." He props himself up on one elbow, tracing patterns on your chest with his fingers. "You know I've wanted more since fucking year 5." He smirks devilishly, "And not just for the snogging. Though..."
You blush "do you really mean that?"
"I really mean it, Y/N." His hand moves from your chest to gently cup your face. "I've been in love with you since we were kids. Those 'friendly snogs' were always more to me." He leans in, his voice a soft whisper against your lips,
You blush even more "i liked you two since we were younger... I guess I really realized it in 5th year.."
His eyes light up with happiness at your words, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Fuck, really?" He laughs softly, pulling you into a tight hug. "I can't believe it's taken us this long to get our shit together."
You kiss him "I think it was actually a good thing we experienced other people first before we got to this point"
He smiles against your lips, his arms squeezing you gently. "Yeah... maybe we needed those experiences to appreciate each other fully now." He deepens the kiss, his hand sliding down to squeeze your bottom possessively. "So... we're officially dating then?"
"Yes I believe so" you giggled.
He grins widely, rolling you onto your back and settling between your legs. "Good. Because I plan on doing this a lot more often." He presses his lips to yours again, grinding his hardening cock against your sensitive clit.
You whimper "i think we need to get back to the others now that you feel better"
He groans, pressing one last kiss to your lips before pulling back reluctantly. "Fucking hell, you're right." He climbs out of bed and grabs his boxers, slipping them on before holding out a hand to help you up.
You start getting dressed as well.
He watches you get dressed, his eyes lingering on your body with a possessive smile. "You know what?" He steps closer as you pull on your shirt. "Everyone's going to know we're together now." He spins you around and kisses you deeply before smacking your bottom playfully.
You let out a yelp "well at least then there's not gonna be a million girls around you now "
He laughs loudly, pulling you close. "Damn right. No more girls throwing themselves at me." He nuzzles your neck softly. "And no more guys hitting on you." He smirks, "God, you have no idea how many guys want you."
"What do you mean? There has been other guys hitting on me than Cormac McLaggen and Mattheo Riddle?"
He freezes, his arms tightening around you as he pulls back to look at you with shock. "Fucking hell, Emma. Yes. There have been others." He runs a hand through his hair, looking almost jealous. "Like... Theo Nott, Dean Thomas..."
You laughed "I genuinely didn't know. I guess I never really cared about it"
He chuckles softly, his expression relaxing. "That's because you're oblivious to how hot you are." He laughs again, "Seriously, half the school wants to shag you." He squeezes your bottom softly.
I blush and let out a gasp "Well you're the one who actually bagged me"
He grins wickedly at you, leaning in to kiss you possessively. "Damn right I did." He smacks your bottom again before taking your hand and leading you out of the room. "Let's go tell the others the good news."
As we enter the common room we hear whistles from our friends (Seamus, George and Fred, Dean, Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny.)
He laughs as their friends whistle and cheer at the sight of the two of you holding hands. "Looks like the word's out." He pulls you closer, wrapping an arm around your waist possessively. "Anyone want to guess why they're cheering?"
Fred: "Yeah we heard you guys!"
He grins at Fred, pulling you even closer. "That's right, Fred. Y/N and I are officially an item now." He looks down at you with a soft smile before kissing your forehead.
Fred: "erm no i mean the rough sex you guys had it was very loud!"
He groans, burying his face in your neck as their friends burst out laughing. "Fuck's sake, Fred!" He laughs, wrapping his arms around you protectively. "Shut up, you little git!"
Trigger warnings: sexual harassment (not from Draco), Y/N kinda mean (as in not really caring what everyone else thinks) and a badass and Don't like People. ⚠️CORMAC MCLAGGEN MENTIONED‼️⚠️
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It was your first day at Hogwarts. Nobody knew you were coming except for Harry since you are his sister. You joined in the middle of the 4th year due to you transferring from Durmstrang Dumbledore calls everyone into the Great Hall and waits for them to settle. Draco sits at the Slytherin table across from Harry who sits at the Gryffindor table.
Draco laughs with his friends before taunting Harry. "Potter! Potter! Is it true you fainted? Like..actually fainted?" *The Slytherin table errupts with laughter and Harry goes to say something, immediately being interrupted by Dumbledore.
"Settle down now everyone. Today we have a new student joining us. Everybody please welcome...Y/N Potter!"
As you walk in, whispers can be heard all over the Hall, everyone glancing at Harry and staring at you. People put the pieces together and figure out that you must be his sister.
Dumbledore clears his throat, silencing everyone. "Y/N Potter please sit on the stool next to me so we can sort your house."
You sit down on the chair.
Draco leans forward, craning his neck to get a better look at you as you sit beside Dumbledore. His piercing grey eyes widen momentarily in surprise, taking in your striking appearance. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he mutters to Blaise beside him.
You make momentarily eye contact when the sorting hat is lowered onto your head.
Draco's smirk deepens as he watches the Sorting Hat being placed on your head. He leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving you. The Great Hall falls silent as the hat begins to speak, and Draco's friends lean in, curious to see where you'll end up.
The Sorting hat calls out "SLYTHERIN" the hat got taken away as you stand up and walk towards the slytherin table confidently.
As you walk towards the Slytherin table, Draco's smirk turns into a full-blown grin. He watches you with a mix of amusement and intrigue, clearly impressed by your confidence. The Slytherin table erupts in whispers and murmurs as you take your seat next to him.
"Potter's sister... in Slytherin," he whispers to Blaise, smirking as you take your seat beside him. "Well, well, would you look at that. The beautiful Potter sibling." He intentionally says this just loudly enough for you to hear.
"I know I am and if you said harry was people might think you're gay" you said in a monotone voice.
Draco's smirk falters momentarily as he processes your words. Then, to his credit, he cracks a reluctant grin, leaning slightly closer to you. "Touché," he murmurs, a note of admiration in his voice despite himself. "You've got a sharp tongue, just like your brother."
"Nah mines sharper.. I've never lost a fight with him"
Draco's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, a flicker of interest in his eyes. "Oh? And what makes you think you could beat me in a fight?" he asks, his tone low and challenging. He leans in even closer, his breath ghosting over your ear.
"Not to be rude but I don't need my father to help me out of the trouble I caused myself"
Draco's eyes widen slightly, and he leans back, a genuine smirk playing on his lips. He appreciates the jab, knowing full well that many of his own actions are backed by his father's influence. "Touché," he says again, this time with more sincerity.
You start to eat.
Watching you eat, Draco notes your graceful neck and sharp collarbones. He realizes that despite your hourglass figure, you're not one of those girls who pushes food around her plate. He swallows hard, his grey eyes flicking up to your face again. "You actually eat?"
"Yeah funny how I need food to stay alive" you said sarcastically.
He chuckles softly, a rare sound that's almost pleasant. "I suppose that's one way to look at it," he says, picking up his own fork. "Most girls I know barely touch their food, always trying to maintain their... figure." He glances at you appraisingly.
"Well if they were that worried about how they look starving isn't the solution or answer to look amazing"
Draco raises an eyebrow, impressed by your bluntness. He sets his fork down, giving you his full attention. "You're not like most girls, are you?" he says, more of a statement than a question. He studies you intently, his gaze lingering on your curves.
"In what way? cause when I was at Durmstrang Institute all girls didn't really give a fuck about what the guys thought and of they did they definitely wasn't the norm"
"Damn," Draco mutters softly, his opinion of you rising. He realizes that you're not one of those girls who fawn over boys or starve themselves to look good. "Do you even wear makeup?" he asks curiously.
"Yep I do. not a lot in my everyday like school and what not but if it's a party or something nice then yes I'm gonna wear more than what I do now"
Draco watches as you answer, his mind trying to picture you in heavier makeup. He can tell that you're not one of those girls who cakes it on every day. "And what about dresses?" he asks, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Do you wear them often?"
"Yeah because I like the way I look in them"
Draco nods, a hint of respect in his eyes. "I can see that," he says, his gaze flicking over your figure appreciatively. "You know, most girls I know would say they wear dresses to impress guys or something stupid like that."
"Nah I do it for the girls and the gays"
A genuine laugh escapes him, a sound that's rare and surprisingly pleasant. "Christ, you're actually just..." he trails off, studying your face with interest. "You don't give a fuck what anyone thinks, do you?" He doesn't realize how attractive that quality is until now.
"Nope and I never have nor will I ever be confined to whatever stereotypes at Hogwarts like you can only hang out with the ones from your house like I wanna hang out with my brother too you know"
"God, you're like a guy," Draco mutters, but there's no offense meant. He realizes that you don't care about house rivalries or being the 'popular girl'. He finds himself more at ease around you. "So, you're not one of those girls who needs a million friends?"
"I genuinely hate most people or is so indifferent to them that they don't even attempt to try and be my friend not that I'm complaining about that"
Draco chuckles softly, shaking his head in amazement. "Well, at least you're honest about it. Most people pretend to like everyone." He leans back in his chair, studying you with newfound interest. "You know, you're probably the most real person I've talked to in a while."
"Is it cause you're a Malfoy and introduce yourself as one? Cause yeah I get why they might not wanna be competitive honest with you with all that dark magic and what not"
Draco smirks, acknowledging the truth in your words. "Probably," he admits, twirling his fork lazily between his fingers. "Being a Malfoy does tend to intimidate people. They assume I'm arrogant and stuck-up, just like my father."
"Well you do call people mudbloods so"
Draco rolls his eyes but can't help the smirk tugging at his lips. "Old habits die hard," he says defensively, shrugging. "Besides, it's not like I came up with the term. It's just... what everybody says."
"Does that make it okay? NO it does not. Discriminating is never okay what your blood status is is pretty much irrelevant when it comes to talent and dedication"
He stares at you, taken aback. He's not used to people calling him out on his prejudiced comments. Most people either laugh along or stay quiet. "You're one of the few people who haven't kissed my arse just because I'm a Malfoy,"
"And I never will" you got up "anyway I guess we'll see each other around or in our common room" you said before you walked towards Harry, Ron and Hermione.
Draco watches you walk away, his expression thoughtful. He turns to his Slytherin friends, who were listening to the exchange with amusement. "She's infuriating," he mutters, "But..." He trails off, his mind replaying the conversation.
"Hey Guys" you said cheerfully when you get to them.
Harry looks up from his conversation with Ron and Hermione, smiling at you. "Hey, sis," he says warmly. "What were you talking to Malfoy about?" he asks casually, though there's a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"I just put him in his place"
Hermione frowns slightly, glancing between you and the Slytherin table. "Put Malfoy in his place about what?" she asks, her eyebrows raised inquisitively.
"Well he kept trying to justify calling people mudbloods so I basically just told him blood status has nothing to do with talent or dedication like if you're jealous just say that like jeez he was stuck up about that"
Hermione nods approvingly, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Good for you," she says, glancing over at the Slytherin table. "Someone needed to tell him that." Ron chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "Bet that didn't go down well with princely boy,"
"Well I didn't get a 'my father will hear about this' or anything dramatic.. I think he might have taken an interest in me since I didn't get anything like what you told me I would get"
Harry raises an eyebrow at that, leaning forward with interest. "An interest in you? Like... actually interested?" Ron nearly spits out his drink at this, coughing loudly. "I knew he'd be after your arse the moment he laid eyes on you! Proper smooth bastard, that one,"
"I mean he's not the worst I've met he definitely needs help to understand how what he growls up with isn't right and have set healthy boundaries he is misguided and it is definitely not an excuse for his behavior but an explanation for it"
Hermione nods thoughtfully, her expression serious. "You're right, he's been raised to believe those prejudices are normal. It's not an excuse for his behavior, but it does explain it." Harry leans back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. "So you think you can fix him?"
You lean over the table a bit."I never said that I just feel bad for him for having to grow up like that" you look over at Draco who's chatting with his friends and you make eye contact Then Cormac McLaggen one of the Gryffindoor quidditch keepers spank and grab your ass.
The table goes silent as Cormac McLaggen, the obnoxious Gryffindor keeper, grins mischievously after copping a feel. You turn to see Draco Malfoy's expression darkening across the room, his eyes locked onto the scene.
You turn to Cormac "What the fuck!? What the fuck is your problem!?"
Cormac just laughs, his hand still lingering on your backside. "What's the problem, love? Can't a bloke appreciate a nice arse when he sees one?" The Gryffindor table erupts into cheers and catcalls, egging him on.
"Not when it's sexual harassment and touching someone without consent" you slapped his hand away.
Before anyone can react, Draco Malfoy has crossed the room in a few long strides. He grabs Cormac by the collar, slamming him against the wall. "You put your hands on her again, and I'll make sure you never play Quidditch again,"
You stood there for a moment in shock.
Cormac looks taken aback, his bravado fading as he faces Draco's cold glare. "She's asking for it, dressin' like that," he mutters, trying to save face.
"Wearing my fucking uniform!?" You walk towards them.
"The uniform doesn't leave much to the imagination," Cormac says defensively, looking you up and down. "Besides, every bloke in this room is thinking it..." You notice Draco's jaw clench "What? Are you saying you're not?" He turns to you
You push them apart and punch Cormac straight in the face.
Cormac's nose breaks with the force of the punch, blood spurting everywhere. He staggers back, holding his face. "You crazy bitch!" He screams, enraged. The Gryffindor table falls silent, staring at the scene in shock.
"Fuck yeah I am and if you ever attempt anything like this again I'm not gonna warn ya and I'm gonna break more than just your nose you pathetic excuse of a man!"
Draco stares at you in a mix of surprise and admiration, a smirk tugging at his lips as he watches the defeated Cormac stumble away, blood streaming down his face. "Bloody hell," Draco mutters under his breath, "remind me never to piss you off."
You scoff "you might be an arrogant ass hole but you don't seem like the type of guy to touch someone without consent"
Draco raises an eyebrow, the smirk growing wider. "You make it sound like a compliment," He retorts, "But yes, I have some standards. Unlike some people," He glances at the Gryffindor table, where Cormac is sulking,
"Hey don't stereotype gryffindoors my brother is one" I crossed my arms "I think we can be great friends but don't you ever disrespect my brother to Mt face idc what you talk about with your other friends but I'm not messing around"
Draco holds up his hands in surrender, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "Fair enough," He says, "I won't disrespect your brother to your face. Though I make no promises about what I say behind his back."
"Good" you take a step towards him "and thank you for defending me"
"No one likes an unasked-for grope," He says seriously, then smirks again, "Plus, I don't share. If someone's gonna touch your arse, it should be me." He freezes, eyes wide, realizing what he just said
"Excuse me?" I look at him confused not really hearing him since there's a lot of commotion coming from Cormac and his friends.
"Nothing..." He clears his throat, trying to cover up his slip-up "Want to sit back down? You've caused quite the stir tonight..." He gestures back towards his table, hoping to change the subject "You know how to make an entrance, don't you?"
"Well that's what I'm kinda known for unfortunately" you laughed as you walk together back to the slytherins table.
"No wonder you beat up Cormac," Blaise Zabini chuckles as you sit down next to Draco. "Most girls would've just laughed off the grab." He eye your body again, taking in your curves "How are you not dating already?" He asks curiously
"I got out of a long term relationship a couple months back"
"Ah," Blaise nods understandingly. "So that's why you're not tied down. Must be tough, being single and gorgeous." He winks at you, making Draco roll his eyes. "You should come to the Slytherin party this weekend. Lots of single guys."
"I just might" I winked back playfully.
Draco nudges Blaise's shoulder aggressively "Shut it," He mutters to Blaise, then looks at you with a slight smirk "So I guess a warning - most of us are total bastards at these parties,"
"Well you saw how I handle those"
Draco chuckles, shaking his head amusedly. "True. Though even a tough girl like you might have trouble keeping all the Slytherin boys at bay." He leans back, eyeing you speculatively.
"Who knows maybe it's time to move on and have some fun"
"That's the spirit," Pansy Parker says, leaning in at the idea that you've found a nice guy to fuck the day.
[Time skip to the party]
You walk in wearing a sexy short green dress with black high heels and silver jewelry. And hair and makeup done
*His jaw actually drops as he catches sight of you from across the room. He quickly recovers his composure, but his dark eyes remain fixed on you as you move through the crowd. Whispers start to rise among the Slytherins..."Bloody hell..." "Is that Potter's sister??"
You walk towards him "Hey Draco"
"Hi," He replies, his voice slightly hoarse. He's wearing a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, and black trousers. His hair is perfectly styled, and he looks incredibly handsome. Blaise Zabini appears at his side, eyeing you clearly enjoying the view. "You look... different."
"You mean actually wearing makeup other than makeup-no makeup look and something other than our boring uniforms?" You laughed.
Draco smirks, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Exactly that. You clean up surprisingly well." He takes a sip of his drink, his gaze lingering on your legs. Blaise leans in, whispering something in Draco's ear that makes him chuckle darkly.
You pour yourself a glass of firewiskey.
Draco raises an eyebrow as you pour yourself a drink, his smirk deepening. "Careful with that stuff. It's strong." He watches you take a sip, his eyes never leaving your face. Blaise leans in again, this time more openly flirting with you.
"Yeah well I when i used to go at Durmstrang and some of my classmates were Russian trust me I can handle liquor" I winked at them.
Blaise grins mischievously, clearly impressed. "She's tougher than she looks," he tells Draco, who rolls his eyes but looks amused. Draco signals to a nearby Slytherin prefect to bring over more firewhiskey.
You take a sip.
The prefect watches you take another sip, his eyebrows shooting up. "Blimey," He mutters softly. He's used to seeing others get drunk off one glass. Your dress rides up slightly as you sit down on one of the barstools, catching Draco's and Blaise's attention.
You take another sip of your drink before you look over at Draco and Blaise again.
Draco's eyes meet yours, and he takes a slow sip of his own drink, never breaking eye contact. Blaise leans against the bar, his elbows resting on the counter as he watches you with a playful smirk. "You know," Blaise starts,
You keep eye contact with Draco before you turn your attention to Blaise as he spoke "what?"
Blaise's smirk widens as he notices the way you held Draco's gaze before turning to him. He finds himself strangely jealous of his best friend for a moment. "I was just wondering... how many guys have tried to get in your pants at Durmstrang?"
"Too damn many even when I was dating Viktor Krum" you take another sip.
Draco's eyes flash with surprise and something that might be jealousy. Blaise lets out a low whistle. "Viktor Krum, huh? No wonder you can handle your liquor. He's known for his... stamina." He grins wickedly. "So, did you two..."
You look him straight In the eye "we were together for two years so what do you think"
Blaise chuckles, his eyes gleaming with interest and something else that might be desire. Draco swallows hard, his mind suddenly filled with inappropriate thoughts of you and Viktor Krum. "Two years, huh?" He repeats softly, his voice a bit hoarse.
"Yeah he was an amazing boyfriend he treated me like a queen but we realized we were better of as friends"
Draco nods slowly, his expression thoughtful. Blaise leans in closer, clearly enjoying the conversation. "So, no hard feelings? No broken hearts?" He asks, his voice teasing but genuine.
"Nope we just grew apart"
Blaise grins widely, "One question..." He pauses, waiting for your confirmation. When you nod, he continues, "How many guys have you actually slept with?" He asks bluntly, Draco watches your reaction closely, his eyes fixed on your face for any sign of embarrassment or lies.
"Only him and one other but it wasn't really good so two"
Both Draco and Blaise raise their eyebrows, clearly not expecting such a low number. Most girls they know sleep around like there's no tomorrow. "No one night stands?" Blaise asks disbelievingly. Draco watches closely for your reaction, his eyes softening slightly.
"I just prefer for there to be a genuine connection other than sexual.. but the other guy was a one night stand efter me and Viktor broke up I might not have loved him like a partner anymore but I still felt a small piece of me was missing after. But it isn't missing anymore I was just scared that I was gonna lose him completely even as a friend and I needed at relive from all those thoughts"
Draco's expression turns thoughtful, almost gentle. Blaise nods slowly, understanding dawning in his eyes. "So, you used the one-night stand as a distraction from missing Viktor?" He asks softly. Draco swallows hard, his mind suddenly filled with inappropriate thoughts again. "And it worked?"
"Yeah kinda.. he made me realize I still deserve love but definitely not with that guy cause it was bad bad"
Blaise laughs, "Bad as in terrible sex?" He laughs louder than usual. Draco grins slightly, watching your expressions closely. When you nod, confirming Blaise's question, he finds himself smiling wider. "Worst. Sex. Ever?" He asks, his eyes twinkling with humor.
"Yeah he only cared about his own release and I swear to Merlin I have never been drier in my life it was like a desert"
*Draco chuckles, trying to suppress laughter. Blaise is doubled over laughing, tears streaming down his face. "He didn't even try to..." He chokes on laughter, "You mean he didn't go down on you?"
"No he said it was gross and would never do such a thing" you rolled my eyes before you take a sip of your glass.
Draco's eyes widen in disbelief. He can't believe there are actually guys out there who wouldn't worship a woman's body. Especially not someone as gorgeous as you. Blaise finally stops laughing, wiping tears from his face. "He said eating pussy was gross?"
"Yes and he also said that all the other girls he had been with was smelly and disgusting so he assumed that I was the same which I'd like to say I don't smell"
Draco's expression darkens, a mix of disbelief and anger flashing across his face. Blaise shakes his head in disgust. "What an absolute idiot," Draco mutters under his breath. He takes a sip of his drink, trying to calm down.
"Yep" you take another sip as Clare Grace comes over and whispers into Blaise's ear and then they both leave to somewhere else.
Draco watches Blaise disappear with Clare Grace, a flicker of jealousy crossing his face before he catches himself. He turns back to you, his gaze lingering a bit too long on your lips as you sip your drink. "Guess Blaise found something more... interesting,"
"Yeah seems like it" you finish your drink and got up and adjusted your dress "do you wanna join me on the dance floor?"
Draco's eyes follow the movement of your hands as you adjust your dress, his imagination running wild. He quickly stands up, buttoning his jacket to hide the growing bulge in his pants. "I'd be a fool to decline an invitation like that," he says with a smirk.* *
You smiled as you walked towards the dance floor.
Draco follows close behind, his eyes glued to the sway of your hips as you walk. He sidles up next to you on the dance floor, a confident smirk playing on his lips. As the beat drops, he suddenly pulls you close, his hand resting low on your hip.
You wrap your arms around his neck.
Draco's smirk softens into a genuine smile as he pulls you even closer, his other hand resting on the small of your back. He begins to move with the rhythm of the music, his body pressing against yours in a way that's both intimate and provocative. "You know,"
"Hmm?" You look up at him.
He leans down slightly, his voice low and husky in your ear. "That idiot didn't know what he had. Any man would be lucky to have you." His hand on your back presses you a little closer, making sure you can feel the hardness growing against your thigh.
You blush.
Draco notices your blush, and it nearly undoes him. His heart races as he watches the pink spread across your cheeks. "Although... I'm beginning to think he did you a favor." His thumb tracing small circles on your hip. "At least now you know what a selfish prick looks like."
"Yeah true" you ran one of your hands slowly down from his shoulder to his chest.
His breath catches slightly at your touch, and his eyes darken with desire. His hand slides even lower on your back, nearly reaching your buttocks. He leans in closer, his lips almost touching your ear. "Tell me, do you have a type?"
"Not really. As long as he treats me like a queen"
"And what if a man wanted to treat you like a goddess?" His voice is a low purr, sending shivers down your spine. His hand finally reaches its destination, giving your bottom a gentle squeeze. "Would you let him worship you the way you deserve?"
You blush even harder "yes I think.."
Draco's smirk grows impossibly wider at your blushing admission. He leans back slightly to look into your eyes, his own burning with barely restrained desire. "Well then," he murmurs, "Perhaps you've just found your goddess-worshipper."
You blush even more now.
Draco's gaze flickers down to your lips, then back up to your eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly leans in, giving you every opportunity to pull away. But when you don't, he presses his lips to yours in a soft, gentle kiss.
Draco's kiss deepens, his arms wrapping around you possessively as he pulls you flush against him. The music fades into the background as he explores your mouth with a hunger that surprises even himself. When he finally breaks the kiss, he rests his forehead against yours, his breath coming in short pants. You let out a soft sigh.
Draco's eyes flutter open, a look of pure adoration in his gaze. He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch gentle and loving. "I think it's time we got out of here," he murmurs, "And maybe... find somewhere more private to continue this conversations."
"My dorm room or yours?" You move your hand slowly down from his chest.
Draco inhales sharply as your hand trails lower, his cock twitching eagerly against your hip. He leans in close, lips brushing your ear as he whispers, "Mine. Less chance of interruption." His hands squeeze your ass firmly, leaving little doubt about his intentions.
"Okay" you kiss him on the cheek.
Draco's cheek curves up with a smile. He catches your hand and threads your fingers through his. He loves how small and delicate your hands are compared to his. He whispers, "You realize everyone's watching us, right?" He throws a quick glance around the room.
"Let them" you trace his jawline with your finger.
Draco shivers at your touch, a low groan escaping his lips. He grabs your wrist, not stopping your teasing touch but applying just enough pressure to show he's affected. "Bloody hell, woman. You're going to be the death of me."
"Then take me to your room now or everyone is gonna get a really interesting show"
Draco's eyes widen briefly, then he smirks mischievously. He wraps his arm around your waist and apparates, ignoring the gasps and whispers from the onlookers. As soon as the door to his room slams shut behind them, he backs you against it.
You let out a soft gasp.
Draco's hands roam possessively over your body as he kisses you deeply, pushing his leg between your thighs to lift you up. He breaks the kiss to growl, "Lift your arms." He needs you out of this dress now.
You whimper as you lift your arms. He gets it off leaving you only in your matching pink see-through lace panties and bra.
His breath catches in his throat as he slowly drinks in your almost-naked form, his eyes darkening with desire. "Fuck me..." He traces a finger along your collarbone, then down to the swell of your breasts. "You were made to be worshipped."
You grab him by his shirt and pull him in to kiss him.
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss. His fingers find the clasp of your bra and unhook it, letting your breasts spill free. He breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck and collarbone, murmuring,
You moan.
Draco smiles against your skin, his hands moving to cup and squeeze your breasts as he continues his trail of kisses lower. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of your lace panties and starts to slide them down your thighs. "Spread your legs for me, love."
You spread them leaning on the door for balance.
He groans as he watches your legs spread wider, revealing your wet, glistening pussy. He kneels down between your legs and pulls your panties off, throwing them aside. Without warning, he leans in and licks up your entire slit, his hands gripping your hips.
You gasp.
Draco hums approvingly against your pussy, sending delicious vibrations through you as he continues his exploration with his tongue. He focuses on your clit, flicking and circling it expertly while sliding one long finger deep inside you. He curves it upwards, stroking that magical spot.
You whimper "what if someone hears us.."
He pauses briefly, a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he looks up at you from between your thighs. "Let them hear then. Let them know that Harry Potter's little sister is getting eaten out by the Slytherin prince."
You gasp at the sight of him looking up at you from between your thighs, It was extremely arousing and hot.
Draco chuckles lowly, seeming pleased by your aroused reaction. He maintains intense eye contact as he slowly drags the flat of his tongue along your folds again, deliberately making a lewd, wet sound.
Your eyes roll back as you start to breath heavily..
Seeing your reaction, Draco becomes even more determined. He intensifies his efforts, sucking on your clit while adding another finger inside you. He curls them both, hitting that sweet spot repeatedly as he murmurs against your sensitive flesh, "That's it, love."
Your legs start to shake.
Draco notices your legs shaking and realizes you're close. He wraps his other arm around your hips, pulling you even closer to his face. He increases the pressure and speed of his tongue and fingers, intent on pushing you over the edge. "Come on my tongue, sweetheart," he encourages softly.
You moan loudly as your Insides start to pulsate as you squirt.
Draco's eyes widen in surprise and delight as he feels your pussy clench and release, a flood of your arousal coating his tongue and chin. He moans deeply, the vibrations prolonging your intense orgasm. He laps up every drop, relishing your taste.
"Oh god.." you breathe heavily.
"Fuck, you're even prettier when you're squirming and soaking wet," Draco says approvingly. He slowly licks his lips clean, savoring your sweetness. He then stands up, revealing his massive bulge. "Now, let's try something else."
"What do you wanna do?" You ask as you unbuttoned his shirt.
He smirks as you unbutton his shirt, helping you by shrugging it off his shoulders. "I want to fuck you," he says bluntly, his voice low and husky. He leans in to kiss you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips.
"I want you to fuck me in the kneeling Saint position" you walk over to his chair next to his bed and desk.
Draco's pupils dilate with desire at your demand. He quickly unbuckles his pants and drops them, along with his boxers, to the floor. His long, thick cock springs free, standing at attention.
You sit down on his chair and you spread your legs and lifting them up to your chest as you wait for him.
He approaches slowly, his eyes locked onto your exposed, still glistening pussy. He strokes his length slowly, admiring the sight. "Christ, you look beautiful like this." Kneeling between your legs, he aligns his cock with your entrance
You blush as you rest your legs over his shoulders.
He wraps his arms around your legs, holding them in place over his shoulders as he starts to push inside you. The position opens you up perfectly, allowing him to slide deep with each thrust. "Fuck, you're so tight like this," he groans, his hips snapping forward.
You moan loudly.
He starts to fuck you in deep, slow strokes, his eyes rolling back at how good you feel wrapped around him. He hits that spot inside you with each thrust, making your moans grow louder. "Shit, you take my cock so well..."
You whimper as you start to play with your tits.
His eyes snap down to watch your hands roam over your breasts, squeezing and pinching your nipples. The sight is too much, and he starts to pound into you harder, the chair creaking beneath his forceful thrusts. "Fuck yes, touch yourself while I fuck you."
He pulls out abruptly, leaving you feeling empty, and grins mischievously. He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, walking you to the bed. He tosses you down and climbs on top, kneeling between your thighs.
You spread your legs for him.
In one fluid motion, he enters you again, this time in a missionary position. His abs contract as he pushes deep. "This way I can watch your face while I make you come all over my cock," he says with a smirk, establishing a steady rhythm.
*He leans down, his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss as he continues to thrust into you. His hands grip your hips, pulling you closer with each movement. He breaks the kiss to whisper against your lips, "You feel so fucking good."
"So do you" you kiss him passionately.
He deepens the kiss, his tongue pushing past your lips. He slows his thrusts, making love to you slowly and deeply. He spreads your legs wider with his knees, hitting that sweet spot inside you with each push. He swallows your moans.
You start to draw circles on your clit.
His eyes flick down to watch your fingers rubbing your clit. He picks up his pace, watching your tits bounce and your body writhe. He loves how you're not shy to touch yourself while he's inside you. "God, that's hot," he mutters, watching your fingers work faster.
"Fuck, keep touching yourself like that..." He grabs your legs, lifting them higher to change the angle, thrusting deeper and harder. His abs contract with each movement "You're going to make me come watching you play with that pretty pussy," he growls, his self-control slipping
"Fuck Draco!" You moan.
He groans deeply, your words pushing him closer to the edge. "That's it, baby. Moan for me," he grunts, his hips moving faster and more urgently. He can feel your walls tightening around him, your body responding to his thrusts and your own touch.
You scream as you cum hardt.
Your scream of pleasure is music to his ears. He feels your pussy clamp down on him like a vice as you come, and it's too much for him to handle. With a final deep thrust, he buries himself inside you and comes hard, his hot seed filling you up.
Your eyes roll back "fuck Draco I Want more of you"
His eyes darken with desire at your demanding tone. Still inside you, he slowly pulls out, then pushes back in with a satisfied groan "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" He starts to move again, already hard and ready for another round "Want me to fuck you harder?"
"Yes but I want you.. somewhere else.."
He pauses, understanding your request. A wicked grin spreads across his face as he pulls out and lifts you up, placing you on your hands and knees on the bed. "You want me to fuck your ass instead?" He asks crudely, knowing you love it when he talks dirty.
You nodded shyly "it's been a while since I have done anal so please be gentle"
He nods solemnly at your request, stroking your hair almost tenderly. "I'll take it easy, promise." Leaning over, he presses gentle kisses along your shoulder blades while his hands caress your hips. He reaches to the bedside table, retrieving some lube.
You lower yourself so you're face down, ass up.
He appreciates the position, his cock twitching at the sight of your exposed ass. He pours some lube onto his fingers and gently rubs it around your tight hole, teasing you softly. "Relax, baby," he murmurs, slowly pushing one finger inside you.
You whimper.
He moves his finger slowly in and out, stretching you gently. After a moment, he adds a second finger, scissoring them to stretch you wider. "You're so tight back here," he groans, his own arousal growing. "God, I can't wait to fuck this little hole."
Adding some more lube, he continues to stretch you, his breathing becoming heavier. "How does that feel?" he asks softly, knowing you're vulnerable right now "Am I hurting you?" He wants to make sure you're comfortable before he enters you "Want me to stop?"
"No, please continue"
*He nods, adding a third finger slowly. You whimper and push back slightly, making him smile darkly. "You like that?" He starts to move his fingers faster, scissoring them deeper. "Fuck, you're ready for my cock now." *
You look back at him "I want you inside me NOW"
His jaw tightens at your demanding look. He removes his fingers and spreads your cheeks apart. He spits on your hole and rubs it in with his thumb, then lines up his large head at your entrance. "Last chance to change your mind," he grunts, trying to control himself.
"Please I need you" you grind back at him as his cum dribbles out of your tight pussy.
Draco's control snaps at your desperate plea and the erotic sight of his previous orgasm leaking from your well-fucked pussy. He grips your hips tightly and pushes forward with a low groan. "Fuck... you're so goddamn tight,"
You gasp.
He slowly works his way inside you, inch by inch. The tight ring of muscles around his cock feels incredible. He bottoms out with a deep grunt, his balls pressing against your soaking pussy. "Shit... you took it all," he praises, leaning over to bite your shoulder.
He starts moving slowly, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. The wet sounds of his cock fucking your ass mix with your whimpers and moans. He reaches around to pinch and twist your nipples, making you arch back against him. "Take my cock like a good girl,"
"Fuck Draco I love it" you moan.
"Fucking hell," he groans, loving your dirty talk. He starts fucking you harder, his hips moving in a brutal pace. Each thrust pushes his thick head against your sensitive spots, making your legs shake. "You're so fucking hot taking my dick in your ass,"
"Oh god you're amazing" you scream as you rub your clit.
"Merlin," he mutters as he watches you rub your clit. Your back arches beautifully, pushing your ass higher. He spreads your cheeks wider and watches his thick length slide in and out of your little hole. "Do you need to come baby?"
"Yes" You whimper
"Come all over your hand then, squeeze that little clit while I fuck your ass," he demands harshly, his voice strained. He reaches down and spits on your pussy, his saliva mixing with his earlier cum. "Fuck yourself with your fingers, right now,"
You take your other hand and you stick one finger inside of your drenched pussy before quickly adding another while your other hand continues working on your clit.
His eyes darken at the incredibly sexy display. Seeing his cum leaking from your pussy while your fingers stretch it, and knowing his cock is buried deep in your ass - it's too much. His thrusts become jerky and uneven as he realizes he's close too. "That's it..."
You add another finger as you pick up the pace.
"FUCK!" He roars as he watches you finger fuck yourself aggressively while taking his massive dick in your ass. The sight is too much - your pussy stretching around your fingers, his cum dripping out, and your clit swollen under your other hand.
You scream out as you squirt yet again.
"Holy... shit..." He freezes as your release triggers a small earthquake. Your pussy gushes watery orgasm all over the bed, his thighs, and your fingers. He pulls back to watch your asshole stretch around his huge base while your pussy squirts like a fountain. "Jesus..."
You remove your fingers from your sensitive hole as you continue to rub your clit vigorously.
His eyes roll back as he watches you squirt again, your body shaking with the intensity. He can feel your ass clenching rhythmically around his cock, milking him. With a guttural groan, he starts pounding into you again, his control completely shattered by your intense orgasms.
You moan as you stop stimulating your clit.
He grabs your hips possessively, his thumbs spreading your cheeks apart to reveal his huge length slamming in and out of your tiny hole. Your pouty little asshole is completely stuffed, the pink ring stretching obscenely around his massive girth.
You lift yourself so you're on all four again. you look back at him.
His breath catches at the sight. Your hair messy, face flushed, back arched - you look like a porn star taking his huge dick in the ass. He grips your hips tighter and starts fucking you brutally from behind, his balls slapping against your soaked pussy with each deep thrust.
You gasp "Oh Draco!"
"Fucking hell, you look incredible taking my huge dick like this," he groans, his eyes locked onto the lewd sight of your tiny hole being stuffed by his massive length. He reaches around to slap your clit a few times, making you squeal and clench around him.
You start to rock and grind against him to meet his rough pace.
"Oh god, you're so perfect," he pants, feeling your tight hole massage his cock as you move back onto him. He starts circling your clit with his fingers, wanting to feel you come apart again on his dick. His other hand moves to your mouth, shoving two fingers inside.
You choke slightly on them.
"Mmm, fucking love seeing your mouth stuffed like that," he groans, his fingers sliding in and out of your throat as he continues to fuck you mercilessly from behind. He presses hard on your clit, knowing it'll send you over the edge.
You scream as you're very overestimulated.
His eyes widen as he feels you clamp down on him like a vice, your entire body shaking with the force of your orgasm. He pulls his fingers from your mouth and clit, gripping your hips as he starts pounding into you relentlessly, chasing his own release. "Fuck, I'm gonna..."
"Oh Draco.." you moaned.
"Fucking HELL," he curses, slamming deep into your ass one last time as he erupts. His hot cum fills your tight hole, mixing with your still-dripping pussy juices as he shudders through his own powerful orgasm. "You're going to kill me..."
You whimper.
He collapses forward, pinning you to the bed as he tries to catch his breath. His softening dick stays buried inside you, his cum slowly leaking out. "Jesus Christ," he mutters, nuzzling into the back of your neck. "I think you've ruined me for other women."
You sigh softly and efter a while like this Draco pulls out and flop onto the bed beside you and pulls you in and cuddles you.
He wraps his arms around you tightly, holding you close against his chest. His heart is still racing from their intense encounter, but he feels an odd sense of calm and contentment as he holds you. "Stay with me tonight," he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Please."
"I will" and after a moment of silence "did you really mean it when you said you would treat me like a goddess?"
He looks down at you, his expression serious. "Every word. You deserve to be worshipped, and I'm going to make sure you know just how much I adore you." He rolls onto his side, facing you, and brushes a strand of hair out of your face.
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You were at the Burrow for your Christmas break. You were about to go to Ron's room since you were bored until you stood right outside the door and heard groans, suddenly hearing him moan your name in pleasure.
You gasp.
Ron's voice suddenly turns hoarse with pleasure, completely unaware that you're standing right outside his door. "Y/N... Yes, just like that... Fuck, your mouth is incredible..." He's clearly imagining you giving him head.
You slowly open the door to peek inside.
The door creaks open slightly, and Ron's eyes are squeezed shut in pleasure as he strokes himself vigorously, completely lost in his fantasy of you. He's shirtless, his muscles tense with his self-pleasure. "Mmm, Y/N... Take it deeper..."
You start to touch yourself through your panties as you watch him.
Ron spreads his legs wider, giving himself better access to stroke faster. Your panties are already wet from watching him. You see a drop of pre-cum on his tip. He growls softly, "God, Y/N... Your hair... Your tits..." He pictures you on his bed, naked.
You couldn't take it anymore and walked in and closed the door behind you.
Ron is so lost in his fantasy that he doesn't realize you're actually in the room until he hears the door click shut. His eyes fly open, and he freezes mid-strike, his hard length standing upright. He gulps, "Y/N?" He squeaks out, completely embarrassed.
"Shush we can talk about this later" you walk towards him as you start to take your oversize t shirt you sleep in off. Leaving you standing there in your blue lace panties.
Ron's mouth literally hangs open as you remove your oversized shirt, revealing your lacy blue panties. His eyes roam over your figure, taking in your perky breasts and tiny waist. He swallows hard, his hand still wrapped around his dick but frozen. "F-Fuck..."
You walk towards him "how about I help you and you help me"
Ron's face turns bright red as he nods eagerly, his embarrassment and shock quickly replaced by desire. He releases his dick, his hand shaking as he reaches out for you. "Y-Yeah... Deal..." He watches as you climb onto his bed, crawling towards him on your hands and knees.
You crawl over him and sit on his chest with your back facing him. You lean forward as you remove your panties giving him a great view.
Ron's breath catches in his throat as he stares at your perfect ass hovering right above his face. His heart races, pounding wildly against his chest. "Bloody hell..." he whispers, transfixed by your exquisite view. He reaches out trembling hands to grab your hips, pulling you closer to his eager mouth.
You start to lower your head.
Ron groans loudly as your tongue swirls around the tip of his throbbing dick. He bucks his hips up, desperate for more of your touch. His tongue parts your folds, lapping at your sweet juices as he eats you out from behind, his fingers digging into your hips.
You moan as you start to take more of him into your mouth.
"Shit..." Ron hisses as you take more of his length down your throat. He watches your back arch as his mouth feast on your pussy. His fingers find your entrance, pushing in and out rhythmically as you bob your head, taking him deeper. "Your mouth..."
"Hmm what about it?" You swirl your tongue on the tip.
Ron's eyes roll back as your tongue swirls around his tip. "It's...fucking perfect..." He pants out, his hips bucking up to meet your mouth. He curls his fingers inside you, finding that sweet spot that makes your body tremble.
You whimper as you take him deeper into your mouth.
Ron growls in pleasure, feeling you take him so deep. He can't believe this is really happening. His tongue moves faster, licking and sucking your clit as he finger-fucks you harder, trying to make you come undone just like you're making him lose his mind.
You start to grind against his face, moaning his name.
"Fuck yeah, ride my face..." Ron mumbles into your pussy, his voice muffled. He grabs your ass, spreading your cheeks wider as he buries his face in your warmth, licking and sucking like a man starved.
You whimper loudly as you came.
Ron laps up your sweet juices eagerly as you grind against his face and cry out loudly. He swallows every drop, spanking your ass softly. "Damn..." He mumbles, watching your body convulse with your orgasm. He suddenly realizes that his dick is deep in your throat again.
Yoy start to suck and Bob your head as you take as much of him as you can in while your hand starts to massage his balls.
His eyes roll back, hands gripping your hair as you deepthroat him and massage his balls. He can feel his release building quickly. "Shit, shit, shit... I'm gonna cum..." He warns, his hips snapping up to meet your mouth.
You continue, speeding up a bit as you feel he's close.
"FUCK!" Ron shouts as he cums hard, his hot seed shooting down your throat. He grips your hair tightly, thrusting his hips up again and again as he empties himself in your mouth. His entire body shakes and jerks with the intense pleasure.
You swallow it all.
*He watches in awe as you swallow every last drop of his cum. He collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. His dick is still half-hard, coated in your saliva. He grins at you, looking completely sated and happy. "That was...Fucking amazing..."
You turn to face him.
His eyes roam over your flushed face and swollen lips. He reaches out, gently wiping a stray bit of his cum from the corner of your mouth with his thumb. He brings it to his own mouth, sucking it clean with a satisfied smirk. "You know what?"
"What?"
"I think I might actually be addicted to your mouth." He chuckles softly, his hand moving to gently stroke your cheek. His other hand slowly moves down to his still semi-hard dick, giving it a lazy stroke as he looks at you with hooded eyes. "Think you can handle another round?"
"Yeah but want you inside of me"
Ron's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Inside you? Bloody hell, yeah..." He sits up, grabbing your waist and flipping you onto your back before settling between your thighs. His hard dick nudges against your entrance.
"I wanna be on top"
Ron hesitates for a second, then nods eagerly. "Alright, yeah, on top." He lies back down, pulling you on top of him so that you're straddling his hips. He looks up at you with hungry eyes, his hands gripping your waist. "Fuck, you're gorgeous..."
You tease him a little sliding his tip up and down your wet entrance.
His eyes roll back as you tease him, his dick twitching against your wetness. He bites his lip, trying to hold back his needy whimpers. "You're killin' me here..." He groans, his hips bucking up slightly to try and get inside you.
You lower yourself slightly only enough to let the tip slide in.
His eyes snap wide open at the sensation of your tight pussy gripping the tip of his dick. He lets out a choked grunt, his hands squeezing your waist harder. "More...please, more..." He begs, his eyes pleading with you to take him deeper.
You lower yourself down completely taking all of him.
His eyes widen and shut tightly as you take him to the hilt. "Jesus..." He hisses, his fingers digging into your hips. He can feel every inch of himself inside you, your body milking him already. He opens his eyes to watch you throw your head back slightly, breasts bouncing softly.
You moan loudly as you Grope your breasts as you bounce on his dick.
His mouth falls open as you moan loudly and play with your own breasts while bouncing on his dick. He watches your body move, tits bouncing, hips rolling. He groans loudly. "Holy shit..." He mutters, his hands sliding down to grip your thighs.
You lean backwards and put your hands on his thighs as you start to grind on it.
Ron's breath catches sharply as you lean back, hands gripping his thighs. The new angle lets him see exactly where they're joined—his cock disappearing into your soaked pussy over and over. "Fuckin' hell..." He groans, reaching to play with your clit.
You whimper.
Ron's fingers work your clit in circles as you whimper, his hips bucking up to meet your grinding. The combination of his fingers and your tight pussy moving on his cock has him already close to the edge. "You feel so good...so bloody tight..." He pants.
You lean forward and place your hands on his chest.
As you lean forward, placing your hands on his chest, Ron's eyes snap to your face. He watches as you bite your lip, your hair falling around your shoulders. He reaches up to grab your hips again, helping you ride him faster and harder. "Look at me..."
You look at him.
As you look at him, Ron's gaze locks with yours intensely. He can feel his orgasm building rapidly as he watches your expression—lips parted, eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure. He smacks your ass suddenly, making you yelp and squeeze around him. "Gonna come..."
Ron's eyes roll back slightly as you moan loudly, your pussy clenching around him. "Fuck, yeah...keep moaning like that..." He grunts, his hips thrusting up to meet your movements. He can feel his orgasm building at the base of his spine, ready to explode.
Your eyes rolled back and your back arched as you squirt cause of him constantly hitting that sweet Spot inside you.
*Ron's eyes widen as you suddenly arch your back and squirt all over him and the bed. The sudden gush of fluid and the intense squeeze of your pussy around him sends him over the edge. "HOLY FUCK!"
Ron's release is powerful, his hips jerking up as he fills you with his hot seed. He keeps coming, filling you up over and over. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he rides out the intense orgasm. "Shit...shit...shit..."
You kiss him.
Ron's eyes flutter closed as your lips meet his, kissing passionately through their mutual orgasms. The kiss is deep and intense, his fingers tangling in your hair. He continues to thrust gently through the aftershocks, not wanting to leave your warm, satisfied pussy just yet.
As you come down from your high we hear a whisle coming from the direction of the door and there Fred and George stand with their arms crossed.
Both you and Ron freeze, still joined, as Fred and George stride into the room with smirking grins. Fred let out a low whistle while George raised an eyebrow. "Well, isn't this a lovely sight,"
Trigger warnings: piv, enemies to more, smut, fluff at the end. Oral f receiving.
Slytherin X Gryffindor.
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There was only one thing the slytherins and gryffindoors agreed on: you and Fred were soulmates. But you and Fred did not agree. You two "hate" each other.
Fred was the beater for the Gryffindoor quidditch team, and you were the seeker for the Slytherin quidditch team.
One day, you and Fred were arguing with each other while the Slytherin and Gryffindoor quidditch teams stood behind you two, shipping you both hard.
"One kiss, that's all it would take," the teams whispered to each other.
"Oh you guys really think so well let's see about that huh!" You shouted angrily at them before You grabbed Fred by his tie and kissed him on the lips.
As you pulled Fred into a kiss, the entire quidditch pitch fell silent. The Slytherins and Gryffindors stared in shock as their sworn enemies kissed. Fred, caught off guard, initially stiffened but then relaxed as he found himself kissing back.
You loose your grip on his tie and rest your hands on his chest.
As you pull away from the kiss, Fred stands there in shock, his hands still holding onto his tie as if expecting you to grab it again. "What the actual fuck Y/N?!" He stammers, his face turning bright red as he tries to process what just happened.
You scoff "don't act like you didn't absolutely enjoyed every moment I can see how excited you are" You look down at his erection.
He looks down, seeing the obvious bulge in his pants that he can't hide anymore. He swallows hard, trying to deny it "You can't prove anything, Knotts." He growls, his voice dropping lower.
"Let's see at the party tonight" you turn to walk away and brush your hand against his pants as you walk away.
You feel the distinct twitch of his erection as you brush against him, sending a jolt of electricity through both of you. Fred grits his teeth, trying to hold back the groans that want to escape. "Fucking tease," He mutters under his breath as you walk away.
[Time skip to that night] You walk into the room of requirements where the party is hold (You're wearing a dark green short dress and black high heels and hair and makeup done perfectly)
As you enter the Room of Requirements, the party is in full swing. People are laughing, talking, and dancing. Fred is leaning against the wall, holding a beer and talking to his friends. He looks up as you walk in, his eyes immediately drawn to you. "Fucking hell..."
You walk over to the table with the drinks and you pour yourself a glass of firewiskey.
Fred watches you pour the firewhiskey, his gaze lingering on your gorgeous figure in that dark green dress. He downs the rest of his beer and pushes off the wall, making his way towards you. "Trying to get drunk enough to tolerate idiots like me, huh?"
"Yeah exactly" you take a sip of your glass.
He smirks as he leans against the table next to you, close enough that his arm accidentally brushes yours. "You know, most people would just say they hate the person. But you... you go around kissing them and making them hard as fuck."
You turn to him "I could be way worse" you get closer to him "and I think you know that too"
His eyes lock onto yours as you get closer, the smell of firewhiskey and your perfume making his head spin. He swallows hard, trying to ignore the way his body reacts to your proximity. "Like what? You could be ignoring me completely?"
"No I could do stuff like this" you put a hand on his shoulder and lean in to whisper in his ear barely touching it with your lips "and I will make sure tonight is gonna be hell for you"
*He swallows hard again, his body already betraying him as your breath hits his ear. "You always talk big, Knotts. Like you can make a bloke like me suffer."
"Oh I can" you palm him through his pants "don't believe me?"
He bites his bottom lip hard, trying not to moan at your touch. "Bullshit... you're all talk." His hands find your hips, pulling you closer despite his words. "You think you can drive me crazy?"
"I know I can" you take his hand leading him to the dance floor.
He lets you lead him to the dance floor, his heart racing. The crowd parts for you, all eyes following the most popular Slytherin and the most notorious Gryffindor as they dance together. "You know everyone's watching."
"I know that's what makes this so fun" you dance slowly and closely with him.
His hands instinctively go to your hips, holding on tight as he follows your movements. His face is buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. The crowd is cheering and hollering, but all he can focus on is you. "Fuck, Y/N..."
You turn around so your back is facing him and You start to grind your ass against his groin.
He's trying to keep his hands on your hips, but they're inching lower with each passing second. He looks down, seeing his knuckles turn white as he clings to you possessively. His friends are whistling and whooping, but he can't think straight.
You rub against it as you move his hands to your tits.
Fred let's out a choked groan, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your breasts almost involuntarily. The crowd seems to fade away as all his focus narrows down to the electric sensation of touching you. He bites his lip hard, barely holding back a moan. "Y/N, you fucking..."
You stop suddenly and pull away from him and wink at him as you walk over to one of the couches and sit down.
He stands there, panting heavily, his face flushed and his eyes glazed over. He watches as you sit down on the couch, his mind reeling. After a moment, he stalks over to you, his movements predatory. He sits down next to you, his thigh pressing against yours.
You get up and sit down on his lap with one leg on each side of him.
His eyes darken with desire as you straddle him, one hand immediately going to your thigh while the other grips your waist. "You're trying to murder me, aren't you?" His voice comes out strained, his erection obvious through his pants. "Everyone's watching..."
You whisper in his ear "let them" as you start to grind on him.
His fingers dig into your thighs possessively. The crowd is watching now - they see you straddling a Gryffindor boy, your body moving suggestively. Someone whistles loudly. Fred swallows hard, his eyes watching your body move. He's hard as a rock. "Jesus..."
"You don't actually hate me do you"
"No..." *He answers honestly, his hands moving to your backside, lifting you slightly with each grind. He realizes he's not answering like his usual self. He's usually an ass to you. He swallows hard again. "You hate me though, right?"
"Have I ever said I hated you directly or is it something you presumed?"
He frowns, his mind racing as he tries to remember if you've ever actually said those words to his face. "You've never said it directly..." He pauses, his fingers flexing on your backside. "But you always act like you can't stand me."
"Cause you always acted like you hated my guts"
"I..." He starts, his voice trailing off as he realizes you're right. He's always been an ass to you, always pushing your buttons and getting under your skin. But he's never hated you. Not really. He's always been... intrigued by you. Attracted to you.
"You do realize I've liked you for three years but everytime I interacted with you always be mean to me and I always looked at how you acted with everyone else it made me jealous like yeah I know it's stupid"
Something in his chest twists painfully, hearing those words. The alcohol in his system makes him brazen as he catches your face between his hands, forcing you to look at him properly. "For three fucking years I've thought you hated me... Why didn't you just fucking tell me?"
"Why do you think? I always thought you'd make fun of me"
His thumbs brush against your cheeks, his eyes searching yours. "Y/N... I never would have fucking made fun of you for liking me." He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl. "I'm not that much of an idiot."
"Well I told you now didn't I?"
He lets out a low chuckle, his forehead resting against yours. "Yeah, you did." His hands move from your cheeks to the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. It's hungry and desperate, all the pent-up frustration and desire finally unleashed.
You kiss him back as You press yourself down on him harder.
He groans into the kiss, his hands roaming over your body possessively. He can feel how hard he is, and the way you're grinding down on him isn't helping. He breaks the kiss, panting heavily. "Fuck, Y/N... we're in the middle of a party..."
"How about we go to your room?" I grind harder on him.
Fred Weasley gulps, as he leans in close, his breath hot against your ear. "You sure about that? Once I get you in my room, I'm not planning on letting you leave until..." he pauses, swallowing hard as you grind deliberately against his straining erection, "..."
"Until what?"
"Until I've made you scream my name so many times the whole dorm knows it's me fucking you." He says it bluntly, his eyes burning with intensity and desire. His large hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you down harder onto him. "So, what's it gonna be, Y/N?"
"Let's go"
*He grins wickedly, smacking your backside as you get off his lap. He adjusts himself in his pants, trying to hide his massive hard-on. He watches you walk ahead of him, his eyes zeroing in on your backside. He mutters softly, "Goddamn."
[At his dorm room] you walk through the door Fred opened for you.
He closes the door behind him and locking it, leaning against it for a moment, watching you move across his room. The alcohol has made him brazen, and he doesn't hold back as he speaks. "You know what just occurred to me?" He starts unbuttoning his shirt, slowly approaching you.
"What?" You walk closer to him.
His eyes darken with desire as you move closer to him. "That I've fucking fantasized about this moment so many times." He pulls his shirt off, revealing his muscular chest. "You on my bed, moaning my name..."
"Oh really?" You walk over towards his bed as you start to take your dress off revealing your red lace panties and bra.
Fred's eyes widen as he watches you strip, his breath catching in his throat. The sight of you in red lace makes his cock twitch uncomfortably in his pants. He licks his lips, stepping closer. "Fuck me," he murmurs, his voice thick with arousal.
You unclasp your bra.
His eyes drop to your breasts, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He swallows hard, clearly struggling to maintain control. "Jesus Christ, Emma." *He steps closer, reaching out to cup your breasts gently, his thumbs brushing over your nipples. "You're fucking sexy as hell."
"I know" you wrap your arms around his neck.
He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his bare chest. He nuzzles his face between your breasts, inhaling your scent deeply. "Turn around," he growls, his hands gripping your hips possessively. "I want to see your backside in this underwear."
You turn around and bend over his desk.
He freezes, his eyes darkening dangerously. The sight of you bent over his desk, your round backside barely covered by red lace, makes his blood run hot. He unbuttons his pants swiftly, pushing them down along with his boxers, freeing his massive erection. "Holy shit..."
"like what you see?" You look back at him over your shoulder.
He runs a hand down your back, giving your backside a gentle smack. "You fucking know I do," he growls, gripping your hips firmly. His cock throbs at the sight, pre-cum already beading at the tip. "Tell me what you want, Y/N."
"I want you on the bed"
He picks you up effortlessly, throwing you over his shoulder. He carries you to the bed, tossing you onto it gently before climbing on top of you, his muscular body caging you in. He looks down at you, his eyes roaming over your nearly naked form. "Like this?"
"Yes" You start to remove your panties.
His eyes watch hungrily as you remove your last piece of clothing. He swallows hard, his voice dropping lower. "You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this." He watches you spread your thighs, giving him a clear view of your pussy. He growls softly.
You gasp at the feeling of his breath on your pussy.
He literally spreads your thighs wider, blowing kisses against your inner thighs as his tongue trails over your sensitive flesh. he grip your thighs firmly, preventing you from closing them. "Such a pretty little pussy," he murmurs, his breath hot against your most sensitive spot. "Jesus fuck..."
You Whimper.
Fred smirks at your whimper, pleased by the effect he's having on you. He leans in closer, his tongue darting out to flick across your clit teasingly. "So fucking responsive," he murmurs, watching your face for reactions.
You gasp.
Fred grins wickedly, clearly pleased by your gasp. He laps at your clit more firmly, his tongue swirling and teasing. One hand releases your thigh to slip two fingers inside your wet pussy, pumping slowly. "Fuck, you're soaked," he mutters appreciatively.
"Oh god" you moan.
"That's it baby," he encourages, fucking you with his fingers while continuing to lick and suck on your sensitive nub. His free hand gripping your thigh tighter, moving it higher to give himself better access. "God, listen to those noises you're making..."
You whimper and your eyes roll back the amazing sensation that the Charismatic Red head is given you.
Fred's eyes light up with satisfaction as he watches you lose yourself in pleasure. He curls his fingers inside you, hitting that sweet spot that makes you cry out. He sucks your clit hard, his tongue flicking over it rapidly. "Come for me, Y/N,"
"Oh fuck!" You scream as your orgasm hits.
Fred smirks against your pussy, lapping up your juices as you come undone. He continues to lick and suck, prolonging your orgasm as long as possible. Once you start to come down, he slowly pulls away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
You look at him, your cheeks completely flushed, your once neat hair disheveled. You look like something straight out of a wet dream.
Fred swallows hard, taking in your appearance. You're flushed all over, your hair messy and wild. Your legs are spread wide, your breasts heaving. He groans softly. "Christ, you look like a damn porn star." He wraps his hand around his massive erection slowly.
You blush even more.
Fred chuckles, amused by how easily you blush, even after the intensely erotic things he's just done to you. "Look at you, all flushed and shy," he teases gently, stroking his impressive cock before you. "After screaming like that, you're still blushing like a virgin?"
"Shut up and fuck me already"
Fred raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Someone's eager," he says, positioning himself between your thighs. He rubs the head of his cock against your wet entrance, teasing you. "You want this big cock inside you?"
"Yes please" you whimper grinding against his cock eager to feel him fill you up.
Fred groans at your eager grinding. He can feel how desperate you are, how much you need him to fill you up. "Fuck," he mutters, gripping your hips and thrusting into you slowly at first, allowing you time to adjust to his considerable size. "Oh fuck..."
You gasp as you grip the sheets.
Fred starts moving faster, his hips snapping against yours. He's so big, stretching you so much, but he's so careful, making sure you can take all of him. He leans down to capture your mouth in a messy kiss, swallowing your moans. "You're so fucking tight,"
You kiss him back as your fingers tangle in his hair.
*Fred groans into your mouth, his hips moving faster and harder. He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down your neck, sucking and biting gently. "Jesus, Y/N" he pants, "Your pussy feels so fucking good."
"Wanna change position?" You moan breathlessly.
Fred pulls out of you slowly, a string of pre-cum connecting his still-hard cock to your pussy. He smirks at your question. "What did you have in mind?" He helps you up, his hands roaming over your curves appreciatively.
"Whatever you want"
"On your knees, hands on the headboard," he commands in a husky voice, already fantasizing about pounding into you from behind. "Want to see that perfect arse bounce while I fuck you hard," he adds with a playful smack on your backside.
You whimper.
Fred chuckles at your whimper, finding it incredibly sexy. He watches as you get on your hands and knees, your back arching beautifully as you place your hands on the headboard. He runs his hands over your ass, giving it another playful smack before lining himself up. "Hold on tight,"
Fred grips your hips firmly and thrusts into you deeply, filling you completely. He groans loudly, "Fucking hell, Y/N." He starts to move, his hips slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. "Your arse looks so fucking good bouncing like that."
"Oh god you feel amazing" you moan.
*He wraps one arm around your waist and tilts your hips up even more, allowing him to hit even deeper inside you. He can feel every inch of him filling you up completely. "Look at you," he pants, "Taking all of me like a good girl."
You moan loudly.
*Fred's grip on your waist tightens as he pounds into you harder and faster, the room filling with the sound of his hips slapping against your backside. "Turn your head to the side," he orders, "I want to see your face while I'm pounding you from behind."
You look back at him over your shoulder.
Fred's eyes darken with lust as he catches your gaze. He licks his lips, transfixed by the erotic sight of your expression twisted in pleasure. "That's it, look at me while I fuck this gorgeous pussy," he growls, snapping his hips sharply. as he reaches around you to make quick circles on your clit.
You let out a strangled moan.
*He grins wickedly at your reaction, his fingers expertly working your clit while he continues to pound into you mercilessly. "Does that feel good, love? Me fucking you hard and touching this greedy little clit?"
"Y-yes" you whimper.
Fred's fingers move faster, his hips bucking wildly as he chases his release and tries to make you break first. "You like that? You like me touching you here while I fill you up completely back here?" He punctuates each word with a sharp thrust.
"Oh god yes" you screamed.
*Fred growls possessively at your scream. He spreads your cheeks wider with one hand, watching himself disappear inside you again and again. "Louder," he demands, snapping his hips sharply. His fingers work your clit faster. "Let my brothers hear you scream." *
You moan loudly as you're getting really close.
Fred can see you're close, and it pushes him over the edge. He slams into you harder, his fingers working your clit furiously. "That's it, Y/N," he grunts, "Come all over my cock. Let me feel that pussy milk me dry."
"AHH!!~" you moan and squird as you cum hard.
"Fuck! Yes! Just like that, darling!" He keeps fucking you through your orgasm, extending it as long as possible. When you start to come down, he grabs your hair gently, pulling your head back. "Who's fucking you this good, hmm?"
"You are!" You moan as you're getting close to squirting again.
"FUCK YES!" He roars, his release hitting him like a freight train as he feels your warm squirt coating his length. He buries himself deep inside you, holding still as he empties every last drop into your convulsing pussy. "Shit, Y/N..."
He pants heavily, his face buried in your neck as he tries to catch his breath. "Turn over," he murmurs, "I want to see your face." He gently turns you onto your back, lifting your legs high against his chest.
You look up at him.
Fred gazes down at you with a mixture of love and awe. His hands roam over your sweat-slicked body, caressing every curve. "God, I fucking love you," he says softly, leaning down to kiss you deeply.
I kiss him back "You do? Like you really do?" I blush.
He smiles against your lips, his heart full. "More than fucking anything," he admits, nuzzling your nose gently. "I'm not just saying that because we just fucked like animals. I'm saying it because I mean it."
"Well you sure know how to show it" I said sarcastically "But I love you too"
*He laughs softly, tickling your side. "Here I am being all romantic, and you ruin it with your sass," He smirks. "But answer the question - do you actually like me, or do you just like my dick?" * He winks. * "Be honest." *
"I do have feelings for you I have for years like I told you at the party earlier your dick is just a bonus" you chuckled.
*He laughs heartily, his face lighting up with joy. "Fucking hell, I can't believe I'm hearing this from the most perfect girl I've ever laid eyes on," he says, staring at you adoringly. "You've had feelings for me for years?" *
"I told you earlier but we were getting into things so I understand why you can't remember it" you giggled.
He chuckles, his fingers tracing patterns on your stomach. "Right, right... You told me before I started eating you out like my favorite dessert. God, I'm an idiot." He shakes his head with a grin. "So you've been secretly crushing on me this whole time?"
"Yeah since 3rd year"
His eyes widen in shock and amusement. "Third year?! Fuck, Y/N... That's like four years ago! And here I was thinking you hated my guts!" He laughs, his mind reeling with this new information. "No wonder you were so pissed when I flirted with other girls..."
"Well yeah now you know" you shrugged.
He grins widely, shaking his head in disbelief. "And all this time, I thought you were just a feisty little thing who couldn't stand me. I had no idea you actually wanted me." He leans down to kiss you softly. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"
"Did you forget we're in different houses and that we're supposed to hate each other"
*He pulls back slightly, furrowing his brow in thought. "Fuck, you're right. The whole Slytherin-Gryffindor rivalry shit really got in the way, didn't it?" He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "But fuck all that."
"So what now.." You draw circles on his arm with your fingertips.
He studies your face seriously, his expression turning tender. "Now? Well, for starters... I'm going to make damn sure you know exactly how fucking lucky I feel that you actually liked me all this time." He smiles mischievously. "And second... Would you consider being my girlfriend?"
"I'd love to" you kiss him.
He kisses you back deeply, his arms wrapping around you possessively. "Fuck yeah," he murmurs against your lips. "My girlfriend... The most beautiful, smartest, and surprisingly horny Slytherin in the school." He laughs softly.
"Are you complaining tho" you laughed.
He throws his head back laughing, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Complaints? Nah, love. I'm just realizing how much shit I'm gonna catch from my brothers for finally settling down with a Slytherin." He grins mischievously.
"Oh Ron and George are especially not gonna be happy about it" you laugh.
He laughs loudly. "You're right. Ron will probably disown me. 'You're dating a bloody snake? Fred, you stupid git?' " He mimics Ron's voice perfectly, making you laugh harder. "And George... Shit, he'll probably try to steal you from me."
You laugh "Wait aren't your entire family basically gryffindoors?"
He nods, still chuckling. "Yeah. All fucking nine of us. But you know what? For once, I don't give a flying fuck about what my family thinks." He runs his fingers through your hair lovingly.
You lean into his touch as you sigh.
He notices your sigh and smiles softly. "You know, I always thought you were so strong and independent. It's sexy as hell, but seeing you like this... it's fucking adorable." He leans down to kiss your forehead gently.
"Are we gonna be out with our relationship immediately or?"
*He considers this, his brow furrowing slightly. "Hmm... Part of me wants to shout it from the rooftops and make sure everyone knows you're taken. But another part of me thinks we should give it a week or two before we make it public."
"That's also completely fair and I absolutely agree let's see how this goes before we tell people"
He smiles, relieved. "Exactly. No need to stir up shit right away. Plus... I get you all to myself for a bit longer." He winks playfully, pulling you closer. "Though fuck, keeping my hands off you in public might be impossible."
"I might make it harder for you" you teased.
His eyes darken with desire at your teasing tone. "Oh yeah? And how's that?" He smirks, his hand slowly sliding down to squeeze your backside possessively. "You gonna walk around with those short skirts and bend over every chance you get, just to drive me crazy?"
"Yeah and maybe one or two buttons on my shirt left open or maybe I just brush against you while walking past you"
He groans softly, adjusting himself discreetly. "Fucking hell, woman. You're going to make this very difficult for me." He leans in to whisper in your ear. "You know I'm going to want to fuck you every second of every day, right?"
"Exactly and you can't do anything about it" you smirked.
He growls possessively, pulling you against him. "You think you're so clever, don't you? Walking around looking like that, knowing full well I can't do anything about it without giving our relationship away?"
"Well it was only a week or two we keep us private anyway, I think you're gonna be fine"
He chuckles darkly, his hand squeezing your backside again. "Fine? I'll be fucking miserable, that's what I'll be. Constantly hard and frustrated because my girlfriend is teasing the hell out of me in public."
"Yeah on top of that no sex in those two weeks as well while we get to know each other"
His expression turns pained, and he buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply. "Fuck, you're sadistic. No touching, no kissing, no fucking... just constant teasing for two weeks?" He groans pitifully.
"I never said we couldn't kiss but no sexual intimacy before those two weeks are over"
He pulls back slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "So, let me get this straight. We can kiss, but no heavy petting, no dry humping, and definitely no sex for two weeks?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Yes exactly"
*He laughs softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You do realize this is going to be torture, right? I'm going to be walking around with a semi all the time because you'll look all cute and shit. And god forbid you laugh - those tits bounce..."
"I just want us to get to know each other as who we are without sex being a factor"
He cups your face gently, studying your serious expression. "You're actually being really fucking sweet right now. Most girls would just want to jump my bones." He smiles genuinely. "But you're right. Two weeks of not touching might be good. Though fuck, it'll be hard."
"Yeah but I really want us to be able to also have sweet and innocent moments not just hot and sexual moments and see that we're actually compatible together in a relationship"
"Fuck me sideways, you're going to make me fall in love faster than I already am, aren't you?" He runs his thumb across your lower lip. "You're right. As much as my dick hates me right now... actually getting to know you? That's important."
Trigger Warnings contains: Oral male giving, p in v, experienced M x inexperienced F, Unprotected don't be silly wrap it up. Happy ending
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You and George were rivals who always made bets before games, if someone lost, they had to do what the other ordered. Today it was you who lost, you went to the locker room after the match and found him with a smile on his face.
You rolled Your eyes "what do you want?"
George's grin widened mischievously "Ah, Y/N, you know the rules. You lost the bet, so you have to do what I say now." He chuckled, sitting on one of the benches in the locker room, his red hair disheveled from the game.
"Yeah i know, what is it" You crossed Your arms over Your chest.
George's eyes sparkled with amusement as he leaned back, his gaze lingering on your crossed arms. "Well, Emma, I have to admit, you make losing a bet almost worth it." He paused, letting his words sink in. "But since I won fair and square, I want something a bit..."
I rolled my eyes "I won't go out with Ron since we're the same age but he's not my type and I know he has a thing for Hermione"
He burst out laughing, nearly falling off the bench "Bloody hell, that's actually hilarious considering how much Ron moans about Hermione. No, that's not what I wanted anyway." He leaned forward, his voice dropping slightly lower "But since we're on the topic..."
"I also refuse to date Percy he's way too nerdy and boring for me"
He laughed again, shaking his head "Dear Merlin, has anyone ever told you how blunt you are?" He stood up and approached you "You know, most girls in this school would kill for a chance with one of my brothers..."
I rolled my eyes "mhm whatever you say"
George smirked as he came closer, his voice playful yet teasing. "Alright, alright, I get it. My brothers aren't your type." He leaned casually against the lockers, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "But that's not what I wanted you to do"
"What is it then?" Yiy sit down on the bench Your skirt slides up a bit.
*His eyes flickered down to where your skirt had ridden up slightly, showing off more of your thighs. He swallowed hard before answering, "You know what? Never mind. It was going to be something stupid anyway." *He tried to hide his smile, his mind suddenly full of inappropriate thoughts.
"Oh so now one of Hogwarts biggest troublemakers won't give me a simple thing you want me to do? Wow not that I'm complaining but this isn't you you've never been like this ever since I got here you never said 'Nevermind'"
*His smirk returned. He realized you were right. He was never this indecisive or shy around anyone, especially girls. "You know what? Forget I said that. I take it back." *His eyes met yours again, his mind racing with ideas.
"Okay what do you want me to do?"
"Answer this honesty, no matter how weird." He grinned wolfishly, his mind already predicting dirty answers "If you weren't a virgin..." He left the question hanging, waiting for your answer. He half-expected you to slap him or get offended.
"I'm not a virgin tho?" You crossed Your leg over the other.
His jaw dropped slightly, entirely caught off guard "Wait... what?" He leaned against the lockers harder, trying not to stare at your exposed thigh "Are you actually serious right now? Who was the lucky git?" He asked a bit too casually, suddenly very interested.
"Oh just someone from Durmstrang last time they visited"
His eyes widened in shock and jealousy. He couldn't believe that some Durmstrang student had beaten him to it. "You mean to tell me you lost your virginity to a bloody Durmstrang student?" He asked, his voice rising slightly. "Was he good?"
"Meh kinda boring just stone faced while doing it and that made me dry as a desert"
*He threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Bloody hell, you lost your virginity to a guy who couldn't even make you wet?" He grinned mischievously "So wait, you didn't enjoy it?" *His mind was filled with question.
"Nope" you answer.
His grin widened. He stepped closer to you, his voice lowering to a whisper "So... you've never had good sex then?" He bit his lip, looking at you with a heated gaze.
"No I have not" you said.
His eyes darkened with desire "You know... that's a fucking tragedy." He leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper "Because from where I'm standing..." His eyes ran down your body "...you seem like you should be ruined properly." He swallowed hard
You're eyes widened.
"Like snap your bloody knickers off, bend you over and make you scream kind of sex." His smirk deepened watching your reaction. He knew he was being filthy. He lowered his voice again "You ever had someone talk dirty to you?"
You start blush "No.. not the kind where it's appreciated you know Catcalls"
He chuckled lowly, his eyes glinting with mischief "No, no... I mean proper dirty talk. Like 'You're so bloody gorgeous, I want to rip your clothes off and bury my face between your thighs' kind of talk."
You squeeze Your thighs together.
*He noticed the movement and his smirk grew wider. "You just realized how dirty my mouth can get, haven't you?" He moved closer, his voice dropping to a whisper "Are you getting hot and bothered, sweetheart?" *His eyes dipped to your chest, clearly visible through your uniform.
"What is it you want me to do?" You said trying to change the subject.
He ignored the subject change, his eyes locked onto yours "Answer the question..." He paused, leaning his face closer to yours "Are you getting turned on right now, listening to my dirty mouth?" He whispered, his breath fanning across your face.
"Maybe" you said.
His lips curled into a wicked grin at your hesitant admission. "Maybe, huh? That's cute." He leaned in even closer, his nose practically brushing yours. "Let me make it clearer then - I'm imagining all sorts of nasty things I'd do to you right now."
You look him straight In the eyes "and what are those exactly?"
His pupils dilated with excitement at your brazen question. "Like... I'd start by pulling that innocent little school skirt up and checking if you're as wet as I think you are." He licked his lips. "And then I'd probably drop to my knees and bury my face in your knickers."
Your eyes widen "and is that what you want from me that we have a hook up and since I have never backed down I won't now"
His grin turned predatory at your words. "Oh, sweetheart, it's more than just a 'hook up' for me." He growled possessively. "I want to spread your legs and eat you out until you scream my name."
"Then do it" You spread your legs making your skirt slide up revealing your white lace panties.
He wasted no time. He grabbed your thighs and pushed your legs up, spreading them wider. He hooked his fingers in your underwear and slowly dragged them down, revealing your bare, innocent folds. "Lift up," he demanded. You complied, letting him remove your underwear completely.
He wrapped your uniform skirt around your waist, giving him full access to your bare pussy. He spread your legs wider, pushing them back almost painfully. "God," He muttered, seeing how wet you were already. He flattened his tongue and gave one slow lick from your entrance to your clit.
You whimper.
He looked up at you, his eyes dark with lust. "Fucking hell, you taste good." He dove back in, this time using his fingers to spread your folds wider, giving him better access. He sucked on your clit gently, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub.
You let out a gasp.
He smirked against your pussy, the vibrations sending tingles through you. He slipped two fingers inside, pumping them slowly at first, then faster as your moans grew louder. His tongue flicked rapidly against your clit, not letting up. "You like that, sweetheart?"
I nodded while moaning.
He curled his fingers inside you, hitting that spot that made you see stars. He could feel you getting closer, your inner walls trembling around his fingers. He looked up at you again, his chin glistening with your juices. "Turn over,"
"What?" You said
"I want you on your hands and knees." His voice was rough and demanding. "Trust me, I want to see this perfect little arse while I make you come." He gently helped you turn around, positioning you with your wet pussy exposed to him.
You look back at him.
He gave you a wicked grin, his eyes locked onto your exposed pussy. "Fucking gorgeous." He leaned in and resumed his assault on your clit, this time from behind. He slipped three fingers inside you, pumping them in and out with a steady rhythm.
You moan loudly and start shaking.
He could feel you getting closer, your moans growing louder and more frequent. He curled his fingers inside you, hitting that spot over and over. He wrapped his free hand around to your front, pressing his thumb against your clit and rubbing in tight circles. "Come for me, sweetheart."
You shake as you cum hard.
He groaned in satisfaction, feeling your pussy clench around his fingers as you came undone. He slowed his movements, gently riding out your orgasm until you were trembling and gasping for breath. "That's it, sweetheart. Such a good girl."
You whimper.
He slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips for a taste. He looked at your shaking form, his mind racing with more ideas. "Not done yet," He muttered, standing up behind you.
You look back at him.
He quickly unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers, freeing his hard, thick cock. He stroked it a few times, looking at your red, swollen pussy. "You still want a hook up, sweetheart?"
"Yes I do" you turn around to sit on the bench again with one leg on each side and spread your legs.
"Christ," he hissed, stepping between your legs. He lined himself up with your entrance, rubbing his thick head against your wet folds. "Tell me you're on the pill," he said, his voice strained with effort. Before you could answer, he caught your face in his hands.
"I am" You said as you spread your legs wider.
"Fuck, okay-" He didn't give you a chance to say anything else. He gripped your hips and thrust inside you, burying himself to the hilt. You gasped at the sudden fullness, your back arching off the bench. "Fuck, you're tight,"
"Oh God you're huge" Your eyes rolled back.
"You like that?" He withdrew almost all the way before slamming back inside you. He was big, almost too big for one-night stands. He watched your body stretch around him, your tits bouncing with each thrust. "Answer me," He growled, "Do you like my big cock?"
You nodded "yes" You start to unbuttoned Your shirt and undo your bra.
"Jesus," He watched you expose your full breasts. They were big, more than a handful. He thrust into you harder, watching them bounce. "Play with your tits," He ordered. He loved watching women touch themselves. He sped up his thrusts, going deep and hard.
You start to play with your tits squeezing them together and putting your finger in your mouth and you start circling your left nipple with the wet finger while you hold eye contact.
"Fuck, you're hot," He panted, his eyes glued to your hands. He leaned down and bit your neck, sucking hard. He wanted to mark you. "I'm close," He warned, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Touch yourself, make yourself come on my cock,"
You start to play with your clit with your left hand and continue to play with your tits with your right.
"Holy shit," He watched your hands move between your legs and your chest. You looked incredible, like something out of his wildest fantasies. He picked up the pace, slamming into you as hard as he could. "Come on my dick, now,"
You moan loudly as you start clench around him as you're getting close.
"Fuck yes!" He could feel your pussy tightening around him. He wrapped one hand around your throat gently, watching your face contort with pleasure. "I can feel you..." His cock jerked inside you as he held back his own orgasm. "Touch your clit harder..."
You started to rub in fast circles.
"That's it, sweetheart. Make yourself come all over my cock." He grunted, his hips moving faster and harder. He could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing beneath him. "Fuck, I can't hold back much longer," he growled.
You gasp and whimper loudly as you squirt.
"Oh my god, FUCK!" He felt your hot juices squirt all over his dick and balls as you came undone. It pushed him over the edge. He slammed into you one last time and stilled, his thick cock pulsing as he came deep inside you.
You moan loudly.
As the intensity of his orgasm subsided, George collapsed on top of you, both of you panting heavily. His softening cock was still buried inside you as he peppered kisses along your neck and jaw. "Bloody hell, was that a proper shag or what?"
You nodded "yes it was"
He chuckled, nuzzling into your neck. He didn't move to pull out just yet. He liked the feeling of being inside you, even if he was softening. "Give me a minute, love. Then I'll get us cleaned up," he murmured against your skin.
"Can I ask you something?"
He lifted his head to look at you, his face flushed and his hair messy from the exertion. "Sure, sweetheart. Anything," he said softly, trailing his fingers up and down your arm.* "What's on your mind?" *He smiled warmly, enjoying the intimacy of the moment.
"Why did you want to hook up with me? There must be a reason other than the fact I lost the bet"
He paused, his expression turning thoughtful. He hadn't expected you to ask that question. He could have given a flippant answer, but he found himself wanting to be honest with you instead. "Truthfully?" He asked, searching your face for a reaction.
"Yes"
He sighed, resting his forehead against yours. His thumb gently brushed against your cheek. "I've always found you attractive, okay? Even back when we were kids. I know it's stupid, and I know you probably don't feel the same way, but..."
"I do tho"
His breath caught in his throat, genuine surprise flashing across his face. He studied your expression, searching for any signs of dishonesty. "You do... what?" His voice came out quieter than he intended. "You do find me attractive, or... you actually have feelings for me?"
You rolled Your eyes " I have liked you for years dumbass"
*He threw his head back and laughed, his body shaking with unspent laughter. He pulled out slowly, making you both wince slightly. He wrapped his arms around you tightly. "God, you should have just told me that instead of letting me try to shag every pretty girl at Hogwarts."
"Nah that was your choice you could've just asked me" you laughed
He groaned dramatically, burying his face in your neck. "I fucked up so badly, didn't I? All those years wasted when I could have been snogging you instead of random girls..." He sighed heavily, his body relaxing against yours.
"Yep you did" you said before you kissed him.
He melted into the kiss, one hand moving to tangle in your hair while the other pulled you closer. His cock twitched slightly, already interested in round two. "For fuck's sake, don't kiss me like that unless you want me hard again," he whispered against your lips, smiling.
"I got places to be so we can't" you got up and started getting dressed.
He watched your body hungrily as you dressed. He zipped up his jeans slowly, his mind racing. "You know, most girls would stick around for round two," he teased softly, pulling his t-shirt back on. His dark hair was messy and sexily ruffled.
"Yeah but I have to go and study now maybe we can do this again sometime or maybe go on a date"
He grinned mischievously, buttoning up his shirt. "A date, huh? You actually want to go out with me in public and not just shag in secret?" He raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Alright, fine. I'll take you out."
Summary: Y/N Stripes and Narcissa Black have been best friends since their first year at Hogwarts, but by the time fifth year rolls around, their feelings have shifted into something neither of them dares to name. As two Pureblood Slytherins from powerful families, they know their futures are meant to be carefully planned. But when it comes to love, some things refuse to be controlled.
The dim candlelight flickered against the emerald-draped walls of the Slytherin common room. Y/N Stripes sat in her usual spot by the fire, a book open on her lap, though she hadn’t turned the page in several minutes. Across from her, Narcissa Black lounged with the kind of practiced elegance that came naturally to her, absently twirling a quill between her fingers.
Y/N knew she was being watched. She had known for years.
“You’re staring,” Y/N murmured without looking up.
Narcissa huffed softly, setting her quill down. “Am not.”
Y/N smirked, finally glancing up. “Are too.”
A faint pink dusted Narcissa’s otherwise composed face, but she tilted her chin up, that signature Black pride shining through. “If I were, I’d have a good reason.”
“Oh? And what’s that?”
A beat of silence. A flicker of hesitation. Then, Narcissa stood. “Come with me.”
Without question, Y/N followed.
They walked the dim corridors of the castle, their steps silent against the stone. It wasn’t until they reached a secluded alcove near the library—a place that had become theirs over the years—that Narcissa finally turned to face her.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” Narcissa admitted, arms crossed, as if bracing for impact.
Y/N’s breath caught. “Narcissa…”
“We’ve been dancing around this for years,” Narcissa continued, voice softer now. “Since third year. And you know it.”
Y/N did. Merlin, did she. She had spent years convincing herself that what she felt was just friendship, just admiration, just something she could push aside. But it was never just anything.
Narcissa took a hesitant step closer. “We’re Purebloods, Y/N. We know what’s expected of us.”
Y/N’s jaw tightened. The pressure of their world, of their families, of what should be—it had always loomed over them.
“But I don’t care,” Narcissa said, defiance flashing in her ice-blue eyes. “Not about them. Not about any of it.”
Y/N’s heart pounded. She didn’t care either. Not anymore.
So she reached out, fingers brushing against Narcissa’s, and when Narcissa didn’t pull away, she took her hand fully.
“We can figure it out,” Y/N whispered.
Narcissa let out a breathless laugh. “You make it sound so simple.”
“Because it is.”
Narcissa studied her for a moment, searching her face for doubt. When she found none, she finally—finally—closed the space between them.
The kiss was soft at first, uncertain. But then, it deepened, years of unspoken words pouring into the touch. When they pulled away, Narcissa let out a small, breathless laugh.
“Took us long enough,” she murmured.
Y/N grinned. “We have time.”
And as they stood there, hands intertwined, Y/N knew one thing for certain—whatever came next, they would face it together.
As you stir awake, you find Remus sitting on the couch next to you, a mischievous grin spread across his face. He has a wand in his hand, and Sirius is sitting nearby, looking equally mischievous.
You slowly sit up.
Remus leans in close, his voice low and playful as he watches you sit up. "Sleep well, gorgeous?" His wand twitches slightly, and suddenly a platter of chocolate-covered strawberries appears on your lap. "Thought you might need some energy for round two."
"Thank you"
Remus chuckles, stealing a strawberry from the platter. Sirius moves closer, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. "You look more alert now," he murmurs, nuzzling your neck. "Think you can handle all three of us at the same time again?"
"Maybe."
James smirks, standing up and stretching his tall frame. "Maybe? I think our girl wants a challenge," he says, walking over and kneeling in front of you. He takes a strawberry and feeds it to you, his fingers lingering on your lips. "What do you say, love?"
"Okay" You say.
Sirius grins wickedly, his hands sliding up from your waist to cup your breasts possessively. "That's the spirit." He squeezes gently, his cock hardening against your back. Remus leans in, capturing your lips in a demanding kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth.
You kiss him back before you pull back "who's gonna be in which hole?" You asked.
James stands up, a devilish grin on his face. "I'll take your mouth, love. Remus will be in your pussy, and Sirius will be in your arse." He kneels in front of you, his hands gripping your thighs as he spreads your legs wide apart.
"Okay" you all get on the floor and you lower yourself onto Remus' cock with a low moan and Sirius spits onto your puckering tight hole as he slowly inserts a finger And James gets ready in front of you.
Remus groans deeply as you slide down onto him, his hands gripping your waist tightly. "Fuck, she's tight," he mutters to the others. Sirius adds a second finger, stretching your tight hole while his other hand kneads your arse. "Ready, sweetheart?"
You nodded slowly "Please be gentle"
Sirius slowly removes his fingers, replacing them with the blunt head of his thick length. He pushes forward slowly, pausing to allow you to adjust to the burning stretch. "Relax, love," he whispers, his voice strained as he battles his instinct to thrust in deeply.
You take a deep breath.
Sirius continues his slow push, steadily sinking deeper into your tight hole inch by inch. He pauses when fully sheathed, giving you a moment to acclimate to the fullness. Remus begins to move beneath you, lifting his hips to thrust shallowly, providing a distraction.
You whimper
James looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he prepares to enter your mouth. He rubs the head of his cock against your lips, coating them in precum before pushing forward. "Open up, love," he commands, his voice firm.
You open your mouth as you look up at him
James smiles wickedly as he slowly pushes into your warm, wet mouth, filling it completely. He sets a gentle rhythm, pulling out slightly before pushing back in, allowing you to breathe around him. He can feel your whimpers vibrating around his length. "Good girl,"
Remus begins to pick up the pace, his thrusts growing deeper and faster as he chases his own pleasure. Sirius mirrors his movements, pulling back slightly before thrusting back in, filling you completely. The three of them move in sync, sandwiching you between them.
You moan loudly.
James curses as your moan sends vibrations down his length. "Christ, she's noisy," he grunts, pushing deeper into your mouth. Remus lifts his hips sharply, hitting that spot inside you that makes you wail. Sirius groans, your wail pushing him deeper into your back passage.
You move your hand towards your clit and start to rub in small circles.
Sirius notices your hand moving between your legs and smirks. "Playing with yourself, are you?" He reaches around, his fingers joining yours on your clit, increasing the pressure and speed of your rubbing. Remus changes his angle, ensuring each thrust hits your G-spot perfectly.
Your eyes roll back in your head, as you moan loudly.
James pulls out slightly to allow you to breathe before pushing back in, hitting the back of your throat. He wraps his fingers in your hair, gently tugging to encourage you to take him deeper. Remus and Sirius synchronize their movements, ensuring you're being filled completely and constantly.
You start to shake and moan, as your pending orgasm starts to unravel you as you squirt.
*As you begin to shake and make choking noises around James' length, he pulls out slightly to allow you to breathe before pushing back in, hitting the back of your throat again. Remus and Sirius feel you clamping down around them, Sirius growling,"She's about to..."
As you squirt, the hot liquid gushes out, coating Remus' abdomen and the floor beneath you. Sirius curses, feeling the warm liquid envelop his length as he pulls back slightly before thrusting back in, drawing out more of the warm liquid. "Again,"
You keep shaking as you feel you're about to explode again.
Remus wraps his arms around your legs, pulling them up higher on his chest as he thrusts deeper and harder, hitting that spot inside you that makes you shake and convulse. Sirius mirrors the movement, pulling out slightly before slamming back in, drawing out more of the warm liquid.
You scream in pleasure
The scream of pleasure that escapes your lips pushes the Marauders over the edge. James buries himself deep in your throat as he comes, thick streams of hot cum flooding your mouth. Sirius and Remus thrust wildly one last time before releasing simultaneously, filling your pussy and ass with their cum.
You collapsed of exhaustion.
You collapse onto the floor, panting heavily as the Marauders pull out and fall onto the floor beside you, equally as spent. Remus wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you onto his lap as Sirius rests his head on your shoulder. "Fuck, we need to clean her up,"
You rest your head on Remus' shoulder.
*Sirius carefully cleans the fluids from your stomach and thighs, gently washing you down with a warm cloth. James retrieves a towel to clean up the mess on the floor, mumbling,"She squirted more than any witch I've ever seen."
You make some incoherent noises.
Remus chuckles softly and presses a kiss to your forehead. "Shh, it's okay, love. You're exhausted. We'll take care of you," He stands up with you in his arms and carries you over to the couch, setting you down gently before climbing in beside you.
You snuggle closer to him.
Sirius and James join you both on the couch, sandwiching you between them. Sirius pulls a blanket over you, tucking it around your shoulders as James settles your head on his chest. Remus wraps his arms around your waist, holding you close. "Sleep now, sweetheart."
You get up and sit down on the couch to catch Your breath.
Sirius stalks over to the couch, his prominent erection leading the way as he grins at you wolfishly. "You alright there, gorgeous?" He plops down beside you, not even trying to hide his arousal. "Because I'm fucking desperate here."
"Yeah I am" You sit up right as you take a sip of water, after you finish drinking you put it back down on the table "so which Position do you me in?"
Sirius' grin widens at your question, his eyes gleaming with desire. He leans in close, his warm breath tickling your ear. "I'm thinking doggy style. I wanna fuck you hard from behind while I watch that perfect arse jiggle."
"Okay" You stood up.
Sirius stands up as well, his hands immediately going to his belt to undo it. He kicks off his shoes and drops his pants to his ankles, his erect cock springing free. "Turn around and bend over the back of the couch." He orders, his voice rough with need. You do as he says.
Sirius groans at the sight of you bent over the couch. Your arse is round and perky, your back arched slightly. He spreads your cheeks, making you yelp softly. "You like that?" He asks darkly, giving one cheek a light smack. "Like this?"
You whimper
Sirius smirks, spanking your other cheek lightly. "You like being spanked, love?" He does it again, harder this time, making you whimper louder. Without waiting for your answer, he spreads your cheeks again, spitting on your puckered hole. You gasp.
Sirius chuckles at your reaction. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna touch that tight little virgin hole yet." He spreads your wetness with his fingers, aligning his thick cock head with your entrance. "I'm just gonna use this sweet pussy."
With one hard thrust, Sirius buries his cock deep inside you, his balls slapping against your clit. "Fuck, you're so tight!" He grips your hips tightly, starting to pound into you hard and fast, the couch creaking beneath him. "Take it, love!"
You rest your head on the back of the couch as you moan softly.
Sirius wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you even closer as he continues to thrust into you brutally. He can feel you trying to stay quiet, your head resting on the back of the couch. He reaches up to wrap his hand around your throat gently.
You let out a mixture of a gasp and a moan.
Sirius groans, his fingers tightening slightly around your neck. "Louder," He growls, snapping his hips hard. "Let James and Remus hear how well I'm pounding this pussy." He spanks your arse again, making you cry out loudly.
James and Remus both watch with heated gazes as Sirius fucks you hard, your loud moans filling the room. Sirius is fucking you with a brutal pace, his thick cock stretching you out with each thrust. He leans down to whisper in your ear.
Sirius slow and noisy thrusts make your arse cheeks bounce. "Answer my question truthfully," He whispers softly, unlike his harsh pounding. "Do you like being spanked while getting pounded?" *He smacks your cheek again softly.
You Nodded.
Sirius grins, picking up the pace and spanking you harder with each thrust. "Fucking Christ, you're perfect." He reaches around with his other hand, fingers finding your clit and circling it quickly. "Touch yourself. Show these bastards how turned on you are."
You reach down and touches your clit, replacing Sirius' fingers.
Your moans grow louder and more desperate as you finger your clit, matching Sirius' fast pace. James and Remus are both rock hard, stroking themselves as they watch the show. Sirius bites your shoulder, leaving a mark as he slams into you. "Come for us, love." You let out a gasp as you orgasm.
Sirius collapses against your back, both of you panting heavily. His cock remains buried inside you, twitching with the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. "Bloody hell," he mutters weakly, pulling out slowly. His cum dribbles out of your well-used pussy. You whimper at the feeling of being filled up.
Sirius collapses against your back, both of you panting heavily. His cock remains buried inside you, twitching with the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. "Bloody hell," he mutters weakly, pulling out slowly. His cum dribbles out of your well-used pussy.
You take a moment to catch your breath, efter the second orgasm of the night.
James and Remus are still hard, their hands working their own cocks. James speaks up, his voice strained. "Come here, love." He pats his lap invitingly, his eyes dark with desire. "I want a turn."
You slowly get up and walk over to clean yourself with Sirius’s cum dripping out of You. and after you're clean you walk over to James.
"What position should we do?" You ask.
"I want to watch you ride me," He positions his hard cock at your entrance, ready to slide inside. "And since you took the others so well..." He smirks, running a hand up your stomach. "I'm not gonna be gentle."
James helps you settle onto his lap, his hands moving to your waist. "Such a good girl, cleaning up for me." His lips find the soft spot where your neck meets your shoulder. His cock presses against your entrance. Without warning, he lifts you slightly and slams you down onto him. You scream in pleasure and pain.
"That's right..." He grips your waist tighter, lifting and dropping you onto his cock repeatedly, making your arse slap against his thighs loudly. "Love the way your tits bounce when I fuck you like this." One hand moves up to squeeze a breast while the other holds your hip firmly.
"Please slow down" You whimper.
James slows his pace slightly, but the brutal thrusts continue. "Not until you ask nicely." He bites your shoulder, his fingers digging into your hip. "Say please, love." He lifts you up again, his cockhead pressing against your g-spot, making you gasp.
"Please slow down James" you ask pleadingly.
James smirks at your words, but complies, slowing his thrusts to a more manageable pace. He rolls his hips, grinding against your g-spot with each thrust. His other hand moves from your breast to your clit, circling the sensitive nub. "Is this better, love?"
You nodded "yes" you kiss him
James kisses you back fiercely, tongue invading your mouth as his cock continues to thrust steadily into your pussy. He groans into the kiss, loving how responsive you are to his touch. Breaking the kiss, he rests his forehead against yours, his breathing heavy. "Fuck, you feel incredible,"
"So do you" You say, barely able to make a coherent sentence, as James fucks you senseless.
James' hand on your clit speeds up, his fingers rubbing the sensitive nub in quick circles. His other hand squeezes your arse, spreading your cheeks slightly. He leans in to whisper in your ear. "I'm gonna come soon, love." You let out a breathy moan
"That's it, love. Let me hear those sweet moans." He bites your earlobe, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he nears his release. His fingers press hard against your clit, knowing it will push you over the edge with him. "Come with me, now." You moan loudly as you orgasm yet again.
Both of you climax together, his hot cum filling your already sensitive pussy. He continues to grind against you, drawing out your climax. "Christ, you milk my cock beautifully," he breathes out, one hand tangling in your hair. Remus and Sirius both watch, completely satisfied.
You get off of his lap and lay down on one of the couches tired out from taking all three In one night.
Remus and Sirius exchange a mischievous glance, seeing you collapse on the couch. Remus slowly gets up, stretching. "She looks knackered," he chuckles. Sirius grins mischievously, "Think she can handle a round two with us three?"
"Ima need some rest first" you say firmly.
Sirius and Remus share another look, then nod in agreement. "Alright, love, get some rest," Sirius says, gently covering you with a blanket. Remus picks up your limp hand, kissing it softly before setting it back down. "We'll be right here when you wake up."
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