Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer stared at her in the eyes, blazing with nothing but pure lust, "Are you still up for doing it with me?"

"Absolutely, I'm going insane over here!"

He nodded slowly. "Strip down to your knickers."

Hermione started pulling off her clothes. The sooner she was naked, the sooner he'd be inside of her.

When she got to her shoes and socks, he stopped her.

"Leave on your socks. It's cold."

She grinned at the floor, suspicious that he just had a thing for kneesocks.

"If you want to stop at any time tonight, you're to tell me straight away. You don't have to do this for me. I'd be perfectly happy fucking your pussy for as long as we're together."

Hugging her arms around herself, Hermione nodded. "I understand. But I want to try. I can't stop thinking about it."

His lips twitched in a small smile. "As you wish."

Lucifer sat down back on his sette, and beckoned her forward then pulled her down to straddle his lap.

Gently, he kissed her, his lips and teeth teasing her lower lip. He wanted her mindless.

It wasn't long until she was grinding in his lap, whimpering as if she were dying for him.

Gripping her hips to keep her still, he left her lips and kissed his way over to her ear. "I have a surprise for you, pet."

The breezy rumble of his voice resonated all the way down to her pussy.

"Aren't you going to ask me what?"

Hermione bit her lip. Lucifer and surprises didn't always mix well.

"I'm a little scared when you say surprise, sir." His chuckling tickled her ear.

"I can understand your trepidation. This time, however, it is something you requested."

Pulling back, Hermione gave him a confused look. He was going to have to be more specific.

"Go to the bathroom and kneel on the bathmat."

"Why?"

His smirk became a lecherous grin, and he gave her a look that said she'd better get moving.

Hermione's heart thudded a warning as she climbed off his lap.

Every step she took toward the bathroom made her heart race faster.

The sconces on the wall were already lit, so she could see perfectly.

Nothing seemed to be amiss as she walked toward the fluffy bathmat set near the tub.

Scanning the room for any sign of what was to come, she knelt down and waited for him.

It took a minute for him to catch up, and Hermione was even more confused when she saw him bring in the extra chair.

Lucifer set the chair near the sink then turned on the tap and filled the basin with warm water.

He emptied a phial of yellow-white powder into the water and started setting out the supplies.

Hermione was too low to the ground to see what he was doing. 'Why has he brought the chair?'

Lucifer shut off the water and sat, beckoning her toward him. "Okay. Get across my knee."

'He's going to spank me in the bathroom?'

Hermione searched his face for a clue but came up empty. His expression remained unreadable.

Climbing over his lap, she let him adjust her position. Just being over his knee turned her on.

When his hand smoothed across her bum, she smiled at the tiled floor.

Lucifer slapped her backside a couple times, just playful smacks to ease her mind, then he, ever so slowly, pulled her knickers down toward her knees.

She lifted up her hips for him, and he caught the scent of her arousal mixed with his semen. 

'You're going to be filled with my seed soon, little girl. And you're going to beg me for more.'

"Push out your plug, pet."

Bearing down, she blushed as he removed it. The position left her feeling exposed. Vulnerable.

His hand clapped over her cheeks, giving her a few more warming smacks.

Hermione breathed out her tension in a sigh.

Lucifer waited until her body relaxed then ran his fingers through her furrow . . . down to her pussy . . . then back up.

She gave him a nice moan and spread her legs wider. 

'That's right. Let me in.'

He drew his finger from her clit to her rosebud, smirking when she moaned louder. "That's my good girl. Would you like my finger?"

"Gods yes. Please!"

Lubing his index finger, he held her open with one hand and slicked her winking star with a generous dollop of the gel.

His teasing was merciless, tickling around her puckered skin with small circles.

Her whimpers bounced off the tile floor, which amplified their volume to a glorious roar.

When he slipped his finger inside, she started humping his leg.

"More?" he asked.

'More? Of course I want more. That's why I'm here!'

"Yes, sir."

Lucifer got the bulbed syringe from the sink.

After carefully lubing the stem, he held it in the basin and squeezed.

It was filled with warm water, and he brought it to her arse.

'What is he doing? What's taking so long?' Hermione felt drips of water fall on her bum and run down her thighs.

"What's that?"

"What you asked for, pet."

'Ohmygod!'

She moved to get off his lap, but he quickly threw one leg over her thighs, holding her in place.

"Please don't, sir. I didn't mean it!"

"Yes, you did," he replied calmly.

"And what better time to indulge your fantasy than right now? Don't you want to be clean when I get inside you the first time?"

She couldn't answer him.

"Are you going to stay still now? I don't want to hurt you."

Hermione didn't want to say yes or no. Yes would be asking for it, and no would be lying . . . and then he might not do it.

"Answer me, pet."

"I'm scared."

"Of what?"

"I don't know. This is embarrassing."

"Really? I'm fine."

"I'm serious!"

Lucifer smirked, one finger gently probing.

"Say you don't want it, pet. Go on," he purred, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I want to hear you say you don't want to be over my lap with your naked bum in the air, knickers round your ankles. Say you don't like the humiliation, that you don't like submitting to me. Tell me that you don't love the feel of this entering your tight little hole again and again. I'll wait."

Hermione felt the tip of something touch her anus and edge inside.

He was teasing her with the enema nozzle; she slapped one hand over her mouth to keep from making a sound.

Her pussy voiced its opinion as a surge of excitement slicked her folds. 

'Dammit. Stop that. He's going to see!'

"I'm still waiting," he urged.

"Just give me a second," she whispered.

The corner of his mouth curled.

Laying her hands flat on the cold floor, she took a few steadying breaths. 

'This was your idea, Hermione. Do you want it or not?'

"Okay," she whispered.

"Okay what?"

"Please don't make me say it."

"Just say you want it so I know for sure."

She took another deep breath.

"I want it."

Lucifer could barely hear her, but he didn't need to hear the words to know what she'd decided.

Her pussy was fragrant with reassurance.

"That's my good girl." He knew what she needed to hear.

Sliding the stem to the hilt, he paused and waited for her to relax again.

When her back muscles unclenched, Lucifer slowly squeezed the water into her.

"Eepp!" Her quiet gasp echoed off the floor.

Pulling the tip from her, he refilled the bulb in the sink. Her body only gave a small jump when he eased it back into place.

The water drained into her. A shaky sigh followed.

Lucifer stroked her upturned rump as he pulled the stem free. "All right, pet?"

"Yes," she whispered.

The bulb refilled with water, and he made sure to tease her with the tip. In and out. In and out.

The sound of her panting filled the room. His finger found her clit, and she spread her legs wider.

His finger circled her aching nub, and the enema nozzle gave Hermione a preview of what they were going to be doing later. 

'Oh God. This is so weird.'

He twisted and pumped it in and out until she groaned for more. She could feel the water trickling up inside her.

It was strange, as if her bum had sprung a backward leak.

She suddenly felt the urge to go.

"Please, sir, let me up!"

"Just a second, love. Hold it in for me."

"Oh God, please let me go." Hermione squeezed her cheeks together.

Lucifer lifted his leg, unpinning her.

"Stay there." She moaned, her fingers digging into his calf with the effort to stay still.

He reached between her legs and ran his fingers over her clit.

"Good girl. Just a little longer. You are so wet, love. Let my fingers inside."

A tight groan spilled out as she relaxed enough for his fingers to enter her pussy.

Two long digits pierced her, and she gained a little fortitude at the sound of his grunt.

"Okay, that's good enough. Go ahead," he said with a pleased smile.

Hermione pushed off his lap and dashed to the toilet. "I can't go with you staring at me!"

He chuckled and stood. "Very well, pet. I'll leave you. Come back to the bedroom when you're done."

Hermione held it in until he closed the door then stopped fighting herself.

The water poured out of her, and she sighed in relief. 'So weird.'

The flow finally slowed, and she wiggled around, making sure it was all really out then cleaned herself up.

He was right, she was extremely wet.

Pulling up her knickers, Hermione walked to the mirror and turned to look at her bum.

It was odd. She felt different but didn't look different.

Now that it was over, and she wasn't so scared, she wanted to try it again.

She ran her finger over the black bulb floating in the sink.

"Are you about done in there? I'm waiting," he called.

Hermione yanked her hand away as if it had stung her.

Running from the sink, she opened the door to find him waiting on the other side.

"All right, pet?"

She couldn't look him in the eye.

"Y-yes sir!"

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