Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

The gravelly delight in his voice made her shiver.

His mouth forged a path from her ear to her shoulder. By the time his teeth were grazing the line of her collarbone, she was mindless.

If she ground her pussy into him any harder she was going to rub a bare spot in her pubes.

Lucifer started down her chest, smiling as she bucked against his belly.

His torso was ribbed for her pleasure.

Mouthing the sides of her breasts, he avoided her pink nipples, letting her writhe under him like a trapped tiger, “Please, I need....”

He gave her tight nipple one long lick then went to the other side to keep her even.

Her pussy twitched with every wiggle of his tongue.

Hermione could feel her excitement leaking from her slit. He kept going back and forth, lapping her tips to craggy peaks.

When she was certain her pussy was going to overflow, his lips sealed around her areola and sucked her right tit into his mouth.

Her sex throbbed in time with his suckling.

“Fuck,” Her needy whimpers morphed to moans of satisfaction.

Both her hands were in his hair now, stroking his head and holding him closer.

Lucifer switched to the other side, repeating the process until her nipple was deep in his mouth, hot and hard against his tongue.

He tickled his fingers down her smooth belly and pressed his whole hand against her vulva.

She was so ready he could feel a wet line of cream marking the center of his palm.

Her pink pussy was begging for him to enter her, her lips already parted, awaiting his grand entrance.

He couldn't wait to go down there and get a eyewitness account of how much she wanted him.

Licking his way down her torso, he pushed the blankets and sheets aside and guided her knees up to her chest so he would have an unobstructed view.

The shine was radiant.

"Oh, pet," he murmured. "Is this for me?"

Hermione grinned at the ceiling.

It sounded nice coming from him, as if he was going to take care of her.

As if she belonged to him, treating her in this way.

She loved being his good little pet.

Hermione felt a bit silly being so turned on by this, “It's all yours, Master.”

Lucifer breathed in the aroma of her arousal. She smelled delicious. He could make a fortune bottling that scent.

Her lips were all shiny and plump, and he nuzzled one juicy petal before slipping his tongue into her heat.

That musky sweetness couldn't be matched.

He slid over her clit, lapping up her luscious honey.

Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she shouted out a single "huh!" that went straight to his balls.

Lucifer tickled right at her opening, making her hips jerk toward his face.

Hermione could feel every tiny tick of his finger in her swollen folds.

That obscenely wet sound wasn't just his tongue; she was practically dripping on the bed.

Easing just inside her tight channel, he pressed at her inner tissue, rubbing and testing its fullness.

How much more engorged could she get?

Everything was pink and swollen, her entrance almost hidden.

Sinking his finger deeper, he pressed against her puffy front wall.

When he found the densest area, her leg jolted against his side.

Curling his fingers into the bumpy patch, he let his tongue find a natural rhythm against her clit.

Hermione's eyes closed, and she panted at the ceiling in a daze of delight.

Her pussy streamed around his finger as her clit started to throb. He added another finger, and her muscles stretched around the digits.

It made her want the thickness of his cock even more. His inner stroking got a little faster, and the energy built to a peak. "Unnnnnh!"

He grinned around her clit as her muscles started to spasm.

She jerked so violently he almost lost his suction on her clit. The complete abandon of her orgasm was spellbinding.

"Bloody hell!” she muttered.

"I'm not done with you yet," Lucifer rumbled, licking up some of her shine and starting to curl his fingers again.

He let her clit rest and lapped through the bounty of her folds instead.

“Oh...right the--Mh-hm” Hermione moaned softly as he restarted the wettest pussy exploration on record.

It sounded as if he was deep sea diving.

Lucifer kept the teasing slow, only giving her clit the occasional tickle to keep her going.

When her pussy started to slosh, she'd be ready for more.

Currently, she sounded like a nice juicy puddle; he needed her to sound like a waterlogged washing machine.

The more excited she got, the more her inner tissue would swell, providing a nice snug cuff for his cock.

He couldn't wait to sink into her strangling heat.

Lucifer'd been absently keeping himself hard with his other hand, and gave his dick a few more tugs to make sure it was primed for entry; it seemed to know what was in store, because it fully solidified in his hand as though a charm had been cast on it. "Are you ready for this?"

Her head was spinning with need. "Please fuck me, sir!"

He smiled and got into place, resting his hips against hers.

Reaching down with one hand, he slid his swollen knob through her satin slit, slicking his dick in her pool of desire.

Her hips jumped each time he skimmed her clit, and when he pressed near her opening, Hermione moaned and spread her legs wider.

He couldn't take his eyes off her face.

Her expression was pinched with need.

Penetration would be sweet for both of them.

Lucifer pressed the tip right up to the edge, nudging her engorged entrance. "I missed this," he whispered. "I wanted to see you all those past weeks.”

Hermione slid her hand to his chest and clasped her knees around his hips, “I wanted you too. I miss you every day. The mirror just wasn't doing anything, I tried my best.”

Edging just his head inside, Lucifer closed his eyes as her sheath squeezed him in a warm hello. It was bloody perfect.

Gritting his teeth, he gently eased out and then back in, pushing past that first barrel of muscle again and again.

His balls were already clenching with excitement.

Lucifer wiped his glans through her folds once more before pushing into that gushing girdle.

Her body took him in, swamping him in creamy constriction.

Deeper and deeper.

He sighed when he felt the firm touch of her cervix bumping against his magical knob, which doesn't seem to lose, and made its way inside, reaching her uterus.

His hips circled, working his length into every crevice of her organ, stirring through her brew.

The feeling went from his cock to his brain, a blissful bombardment of mindless sensation.

Every brush of her hand over his chest pushed him deeper into that void.

Opening his eyes, Lucifer met her gaze, watching her lids flutter and lower, a mirror of his own state.

Settling down on his elbows, he pressed his chest to hers.

Her fingers snaked along his scalp, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

He touched his forehead to hers, rocking his cock in and out of her sweltering channel.

Her breath puffed over his face, a constant, soft hum purring from her lips.

Canting his head to one side, he kissed her.

The buzz of her moaning echoed in the cavity of his mouth, dancing along his tongue and ringing in his teeth.

Sinking his arms under her back, Lucifer cupped his hands around the top of her shoulders and held her closer.

Her legs snared his hips, and he felt her feet prodding the base of his bum, urging him deeper as she met his strokes.

Hermione was suddenly in another realm, pierced into a haze of tickling tongues and sweaty limbs, rocked into a cozy den of sex.

She felt fabulously relaxed, and so much packed with his dick inside.

He was fucking her into an altered state.

Her hands pawed at his back, scratching him softly as he began to move faster. 'Get back inside my womb, please!'

His skin was damp with effort, and she sank her nails into him, trying to keep hold, 'Bloody ruined my insides....'

Lucifer had to lift his lips from hers. He needed more air.

Dropping his face to her neck, he caught his breath as his hips picked up the pace.

His body was overheated, but his muscles still felt strong and ready for action.

She kept kissing his neck, whimpering in his ear with every stroke. Afraid to look down, and see his dick faintly moving inside.

It felt really scary.

His balls seemed to think that sound was just for them; they twinged in tandem with the vibrations.

Her pussy twitched around him a few times, and her nails stabbed his back, her entire body clenching and arching into him.

The band of muscle gripping his shaft suddenly tightened, making him grunt in pleasure.

The inner undulations of her climax tore at his dick like a squall tearing apart a ship.

Lucifer could only hold on and hope he didn't drown.

Hermione shouted in release as she crested the wave of her orgasm; he rode her through the curl of contraction.

The throb in her core was mind-numbing.

He growled loudly into her shoulder, and she felt his hips start to jerk against her as he came.

“Inside....come inside Lucifer,” Hermione murmured his name as she floated in a sea of bliss, letting him flood her port with his seed.

Lucifer slumped against her, trying to catch his breath as she petted his spine.

The sharp burn of her scratch marks lined his back.

He had no intention of healing them.

He wanted the red sting to remind him of that moment as he went about his day.

“I don't want to attend classes,” Hermione whispered, pressing her lips to his sweaty neck, then bit him quite painfully.

He would miss being inside her too, “We can come over here a little early tonight.”

“You'll let me suck your dick all I want, right?”

Lucifer picked up his head and looked at her, amused by her continued desire for him and feeling like the luckiest man in the Universe.

“Until you're full.”