Hey. I'm that anon. I hope everything is going ok in RL! As for your prompt, I have one word: "watching". Go roll with it! ;) Maybe you could set it in your fic's universe? ;)
Oh dear, I didn’t see this in my inbox until today so if you’ve been waiting long Anon, I’m so sorry! I’d like to do your prompt justice and set it in teacher/student AU I’ve been working on. In the mean time, perhaps you’d like a Harry Potter AU to tide you over? XD
“We were supposed to wait,” Rey half-heartedly scolds thedark head currently buried between her thighs. It’s completely useless. Ben’snot listening to her, as usual, and a reminder of who made the request is boundto make him even more stubborn.
“Don’t care,” is the muffled reply, breathed against skinturned slick and hot and wanting. Along, slow lick up the seam of her cunt makes Rey gasp out loud and pull at thehandfuls of thick hair anchoring her to reality. It’s got to sting, but he doesn’t seem tocare. The pain only seems to spur himon. His tongue moves in frenzied circlesover clit, flicking and teasing at her until her legs are trembling so badly thathe has to pin her hip against the wall with a forearm strong enough to keep herfrom sliding down into a messy heap.
Thank Merlin for Quidditch, she thinks wildly, maybe alittle hysterically, as she feels that familiar coiling tension gathering lowin her belly. She’s not going to lastlong at the rate he’s going, especially now that he’s switched to fucking herwith quick stabs of his tongue.
Rey tries for a more forceful approach. “Damn it, Ben! Slow down.” But her words end on a fractured moan when he runs the edge of his teethover her swollen clit. She’s left withno choice but to ride her climax against his infuriatingly skilled tongue, onehand releasing its death grip on his hair to fly up to her mouth and stifle thescream spilling from her throat. Pleasure rockets through her, whites out her vision so completely thatshe doesn’t notice that someone else has quietly slipped inside the classroom.
“Really, Solo? Do Ihave to start taking points from Slytherin just to make you follow instructionsfor once?”
With a gasp, Rey lifts her head from the wall and searchesfor the speaker. She finds him leaningon the desk, arms crossed over his chest, a silver badge gleaming in the weaklight from the candles set into the walls.
Ben nuzzles into her as if they hadn’t been interrupted, pointedlyignoring the Head Boy glaring at the back of his head. “Take that stick out of your arse, Hux,” hesays, in between laying a line of small, bruising kisses along the inside ofher thigh. “Do you think I give a fuckabout your precious points?”
