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And itās not subtle at all.
Taystee is a math prodigy in addition to being well-read, Poussey is multilingual, Cindy just knows shit, Suzanne studies Shakespeare, Watson was a good student in addition to being a track star, Vee is basically an evil genius. Piper often learns the most from them; they taught her how to fight and helped translate Pennsatuckyās biblical threat.
The show flat out acknowledges the (academic) intelligence of the black inmates time and time again, but the audience collectively ignores it.
lol just Hermione smut, thigh riding and dom!Hermione
not proofread, written at three am
This wasnāt what you had in mind when Hermione invited you to study with her in her dorm.
You thought your girlfriend was just saying that in front of Ron and Harry so they wouldnāt catch onto what you were really going to do. You came to hermioneās dorm with no panties under your skirt, ready to be fucked senseless.
but there Hermione was, sitting at her desk with her textbook open.
āHey Mione,ā you said eagerly, hopping on top of her desk and closing her text book.
āY/n, what are you doing,ā Hermione said confusingly, opening her textbook back up, āI told you we were going to study, why didnāt you bring any of your books?ā
āVery funny Mione, but we both know what you meant when you said āstudyā,ā you laughed but Hermione was serious.
She cocked her eyebrow at you, āyou thought I invited you here to have sex?ā
āYou didnāt?ā
āNo, y/n. As much as I would like to throw you onto that bed, I have a potions test tomorrow that I cannot fail.ā
āBut- Mione please, just one round. Iām so horny and Iāve missed you so much,ā you whined, you could feel the wetness pooling in your core.
āYouāre such a slut,ā Hermione pulled you off the desk and onto her lap, her eyes widened when she felt your uncovered heat on her thigh, smirking she said, āmy little whore didnāt even wear panties. Your so fucking desperate to be fucked, slut.ā
āI know Mione, Iām a slut and I just want to be fuckedā
āyou can get off on my thigh while you wait for me to finish studying, ok?ā
āmhmā you pressed into Hermioneās thigh, a moan escaping your lips as you began to rock your hips back and forth. Hermione smirked and shifted so she could continue reading.
you sped up your pace, digging your fingers into hermioneās shoulders to keep yourself steady. You let out a loud moan and Hermione shushed you, āI wonāt be able to focus when your so loud darling.ā
you bit your lip and tried your best to stifle your moans but it was getting harder as you rubbed your sensitive cunt on her leg. god you were such a slut. the feeling of your pussy flush against her skin drove you absolutely mad
Hermione wasnāt even reading her book anymore, she was too busy watching how riled up you were. You didnāt even notice Hermione grabbing onto your thighs, helping you to your high. Hermioneās lips trailed down your neck and you tangled your fingers in her hair.
āMione Iām so close,ā you yelped. Hermione pushed her leg into you, to help you reach your peak. It worked and soon you came all over Hermioneās thigh. You collapsed into her, riding out your high as Hermione ran her fingers through your hair.
āItās ok baby, I got you. You did so good,ā Hermione whispered into your ear. Hermione knew she wouldnāt be able to study tonight, watching you fuck yourself on her thigh had gotten her so worked up. Hermione picked you up and threw you onto the bed.
āI think weāve both earned a little treat, donāt you think?ā She giggled, climbing on top of you.
Unlikely (Pansy Parkinson x reader x Hermione Granger)
Warnings: smut and swearing
Summary/ request: Can I request a Pansy Parkinson x Reader x Hermione Granger smut pls:)
Itās been years since you were at Hogwarts, you didnāt go back to Graduate because you got offered a good job at the ministry. You still stay in touch with some of your friends from Hogwarts.
Pansy Parkinson was your only friend from Slytherin, despite everyone elseās opinions on her she was a great friend, she gave you the best advice and she would do anything for you. You hooked up a few times throughout your time at Hogwarts but it meant nothing to either of you. Hermione Granger, she was amazing, you dated for a few months in fifth year. She is insanely beautiful, so out of your league, she was obsessed with you but she didnāt like your friendship with Pansy which caused the end of the relationship. Youāre both still great friends though.
You havenāt spoken to either of them in a while and you miss them both so you decided to invite them both over. Neither of them know each other is coming but thatās your plan, they can make up now.
Pansy is first to arrive after getting your letter. āY/n!ā She gives you a hug āHi Pans, Iām so happy you cameā āOf course.ā She looks the same, still got her dark bangs and short bob. Her skin is always pale and freezing cold, after you would hook up in her dorm she would cuddle with you completely naked so your body heat would warm her up.
You show her around your new house āYou have done very well for yourself, darlingā āAre you serious have you seen your house?ā āI inherited all that money, you worked for this.ā
Hermione knocks on the door āWho is that?ā Pansy asks as you walk to the door āSomeoneā you open the door to Hermione and she immediately pulls you into a hug āHi Mione!ā You chuckle. āWhy is she here?ā Pansy speaks up, her arms are crossed and brows furrowed. Hermione lets go of you āI could ask you the sameā āItās been five years, itās time to let things go, youāre my best friends.ā āShe tried to steal you when we were datingā Hermione says āI did not! I would never do that to Y/n, we only started hooking up after you datedā āAlright lets sit down and talk about this.ā
You get some champagne to ease your nerves and try to calm them down. It was a lot of talking but it was all sorted out after a couple hours. āSo uh, do you want to stay?ā āOf course!ā āId love toā āGood because we have a lot to catch up on tonight.ā
āIām going to get some food so we donāt end up a drunk messā you get up and go to the kitchen while Hermione and Pansy talk.
āIām sorry for being an asshole to you and your friends, I was kind of jealous of youā Pansy says āItās okay, I donāt know why you would be jealous.ā āYou got to be open about your sexuality, date Y/n, all the attention was on youā Pansyās eyes flutter from looking at Hermioneās lips to her eyes. āI wouldāve been happy to give you a chance if you were nice enough, youāre gorgeous.ā Pansy smashes her lips against Hermioneās, neither of them hold back on the kiss.
You walk in and place down the food watching them suck each otherās lips off, you chuckle and they stop snogging. āYou two are clearly past everythingā Hermione bites her lip āItās okay, donāt let me interrupt, Iāll go get some more foodā āShut up, get over hereā Pansy demands.
You sit between them Pansy quickly kisses your lips while Hermione kisses your neck leaving hickeys. Pansyās hand creeps down your leg and up your skirt, slowly moving up your thigh. As her hand gets higher the more fidgety you get, the anticipation could just about kill you. Pansyās finger rubs your clit over your wet underwear, she pulls away from the kiss āSo wetā she says āPansyā you beg āYes darling?ā āPansy!ā You say with a hint more desperation in your voice āMmmm, Iām here darlingā āI need you to make me feel goodā āGood girl.ā
Pansy lifts your skirt up revealing your underwear. Hermione lifts your top up and throws it on the ground. āYour tits are still so prettyā Hermione smirks and continues to leave hickeys on your chest.
You unzip Hermioneās jeans and put your hand into her underwear, you play with her clit with one hand while the other goes under Pansyās dress and into her underwear. All three of you were a mess.
āI think we should go to your roomā Hermione says āGood ideaā Pansy agrees, the three of you go upstairs to your room. Hermione puts her arm around you while Pansy grabs your ass under your skirt.
You get up to your room, Pansy pulls your skirt down along with your underwear while Hermione pulls off her jeans. You and Pansy help her out. You crouch down and pull her underwear down while Pansy pulls off her knitted jumper and shirt. Pansy unclips her bra and sucks on her nipple.
You move to the back of Pansy and unzip her dress, letting it fall to the ground āOh my Godric Gryffindor, Pansy has nipple piercings!ā Hermione exclaims, Pansy smirks when you check them out. āFucks sake Pansy, did you have to make yourself so fuckable?ā āYes I did.ā
I get on the bed and the two girls follow āLay downā Pansy pushes your back onto the bed. Hermione spreads your legs and the two girls kiss your thighs. They use both their tongues to eat you out, you grip the bedsheets and let out loud desperate moans. Hermione fingers you while Pansy sucks on your clit with such passion.
āAh. Ah! Fuck Iām going to cum!ā You yell grinding yourself on Pansyās mouth and Hermioneās fingers. You feel yourself release, it was an intense orgasm that left you shaking and out of breath. āWell done Mioneā Pansy pinches her nipples and kisses her lips. Hermione lays on top of Pansy and they make out while grinding on each other, turning into tribbing.
Pansy speeds up on Hermioneās cunt leaving them both screaming out in pleasure, you play with your nipples watching them orgasm on each others cunts. They lay beside you once they reach their highs.
āThat was so goodā Hermione pants āCan we go again in the morning?ā Pansy asks āDefinitely, while we wait for tomorrow, cuddle meā you exclaim.
The three of you cuddle up together and fall asleep waiting for the morning to come to do it all over again.
this is unfinished. i wrote it three weeks ago and i donāt have the motivation to finish it. but i thought iād post it anyways
Everyone assumed that Luna Lovegood was a quiet, passive, push-over; but you of all people knew that couldnāt be farther from the truth.
In private, well... Luna was demanding and dominant.
You hadnāt seen her in two months, though it felt like much longer. You satiated your desires by sending each other lewd photographs and letters but it wasnāt enough. You yearned for her touch, her soft skin pressed flush against yours.
You pushed your way through the short first years, trying to find Luna. Just when you were beginning to lose hope you felt a grip on your arm pulling you into a compartment.
You automatically knew it was Luna when she crashed her lips onto yours, desperate to make up for lost time. You pulled her closer, making sure to shut the door behind you but before you could lock it Luna had sat you down and climbed onto your lap.
āIāve missed you so much,ā Luna breathed out in between kisses, her hands wandered down to the buttons of your shirt but you pulled away.
āLuna, arenāt you worried that someoneās going to walk in or hear us?ā
āI know, isnāt it exciting?ā Luna got off on the thought of possibly getting caught, whatās the fun if there isnāt a bit of risk?
You thought about it for a moment but before you could say anything you yelped from Lunaās hot tongue sucking on your right tit.
āshh baby, if you want me to continue you I need you to be quiet for me,ā Luna muttered in your ear and then starting her work on your neck.
As she sucked on your sensitive skin you knew sheād be leaving visible marks that you wouldnāt be able to cover. But you knew Luna was doing that on purpose, she liked everyone knowing you were hers and only hers. You felt a wetness pooling in your panties and you rubbed your thighs together in a feeble attempt to create some friction.
Luna forced your legs open, palming your core through your panties, āIām going to need you to be patient for me, baby girl. After all itās been two months, you can wait a bit longer canāt you?ā
You nodded desperately, eyes rolling back as Luna went back you sucking on your tit.
āYouāre so beautiful, y/n,ā Luna worshiped you like a goddess, she slipped her long fingers into your panties and started playing with your clit, āand so wet for me too.ā
You looked at the blonde on your lap and gave her a shaky smile, āonly for you, my dear. Iāve missed you so much, I could only do so much by myself.ā
ādonāt worry, Iāll make sure to make up for every second we were apart,ā as much as Luna wanted to tease you and make you writhe, she knew that the train would be arriving soon.
Luna hopped off your lap and got onto her knees. she hooked her finger on your panties, pulling them down slowly as you looked down expectantly.
I know sheās right next to me, but I want to touch myself so badly. I want to fuck myself so good that I canāt help but moan aloud, and she wakes when she hears me. I want her to roll over and watch me while I shove my strap deep inside my throbbing, wet pussy. I want her to grab me by my throat and when I pause at her touch she tells me to keep going until Iām almost there. I want her to take the strap from me, put it on and push it so deep inside me that I emit a low, deep, guttural groan as I attempt to move away from the slight pain only for her to hold me in place by my hips. Then I want her to tell me Iām a good girl as she locks my legs over her shoulders and pounds me so deep, so hard, and so fast that all I can do is cry out in pain and pleasure until all I feel is ecstasy as I come.
But thatās just what I want. And sheās just a friend.
I've been thinking about butches, femmes, and fem daddies, and thinking also about how more often we see the butch as Daddy.
But what if Daddy was the femme. And she loved flowy summer dresses and sandals and painted her toe nails soft colors, pastel hues of pinks, blues, purples. And she wore high heels sometimes just so her handsome little butch had to look up at her, so she could take two fingers and lift her butch's chin with a "look at Daddy."
What if she had her handsome little butch wear a belt because she didn't and she knew the reminder to behave needed to be there at all times. When her butch misbehaved, got a little too sassy or bratty or just when Daddy thought there needed to be a reminder about to whom she belongs, she'd step close, keep eye contact as she slowly slid the belt from her little handsome butch's loops.
I bet she'd tug on it, as warning, to remind her butch that it's there, to behave. To be the good girl Daddy knows she can be.
And sure. People will mix them up. They'll make assumptions, but Daddy doesn't care. She'll just smile at her handsome little butch. Because they know. And that's all that matters.
