Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old. 

Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18+

(Hermione - Blessed by Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)

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Her fingers tightened against the stone wall. "Please, sir. I'm so wet."

'What did he want? Why won't he touch me?'

After another minute, she broke.

A needy growl rolled out of her and her hand slid between her legs.

Hermione was surprised by how fast he moved.

In a split second, Lucifer had shoved her face-first against the rough stone wall and pinned her hands above her head.

She turned her face to the side, gasping in shock.

The length of his body pressed against her back, his wool pajamas scraping against her bare bum, making her feel even more naked.

Lucifer hissed in her ear, "When is it going to sink through your thick skull? I am in control of you here. You will take the pleasure I give, when I give it."

"I'm sorry, sir. I won't do it again."

Shifting both her wrists into his left hand, Lucifer used his right to push aside her hair.

Lips touching the outer edge of her ear, he whispered, "Just say the word and I'll release you. You can run back to your room and heal your wounds."

The feel of his voice tickling her ear made her stomach flip. "I don't want to go."

"Are you certain, Hermione?" Lucifer asked, running his lips along her ear. "If you're going to stay, I will definitely hurt you."

Her eyes fluttered shut. "I'm sure. I . . . like the way you hurt me," Hermione admitted in a barely audible whisper.

His thin lips curled into a smile.

Pressing her harder into the wall, he ground his erection between her cheeks. "Say it again."

Hermione moaned through her clenched teeth. "I like the way you hurt me."

"Good girl," he rumbled, sinking his teeth into the back of her neck.

Hermione strangled out a cry as he wrapped his right arm around her.

Sliding his hand up under her T-shirt, he groped her over the slippery satin of her bra.

Feeling the growth....

Hermione squirmed and bucked against him, dying for more contact.

He pinned her harder to the wall, his hand squeezing her wrists painfully.

The damp smell of the boy's room filled her nose as her face dug into the stones.

She whimpered and went slack.

There was no room for her to move; she could barely breathe.

"Are you going to do as I say from now on?"

"Yes, sir."

Lucifer abruptly backed away from her, and she slumped, panting and clasping at the stones to keep herself standing. "Take off the rest of your clothes."

With no hesitation Hermione pulled her shirt over her head and threw it aside.

She rolled against the wall as she unhooked her bra, leaning on her back as she pulled it off.

Her nipples hardened as her chest heaved, the cool air rushing in and out of her lungs.

Hermione stared at him, desperate for him to tell her what to do.

Pulling out his wand, Lucifer flicked it at her once, and her arms shot back up above her head.

It felt as though ropes had bound her wrists, but she could see nothing there when she looked.

Curling his finger at her, he beckoned her forward.

Hermione stepped towards him and found that she could walk but not lower her arms.

When she almost reached near the middle of the room, Lucifer held up his hand for her to stop.

His wand jabbed toward the ceiling, and she was pulled up onto her toes.

It wasn't painful, but she knew it would get uncomfortable fast.

Circling her stretched body, Lucifer admired her curves from every angle.

Her eyes followed him, but she said nothing.

He left her hanging there for a few minutes before touching her.

His fingertips traced the dark tips of her breasts, and when her nipples hardened, Lucifer grazed one, smirking at her quiet whimper.

"Would you like more?" he purred.

Hermione nodded, looking up into his flint black eyes, pleading with him.

He walked over to that drawer again.

'What is he doing? I can't take much more of this!'

When he came back, she caught sight of the cold glint of metal between his fingers, but Hermione couldn't see what he held.

He opened his hand, and her eyes widened in fear. Nipple clamps. She'd seen a picture in the book he'd given her.

She tried to back away.

"Since, this is your first time, I've adjusted the tension so it won't be quite so intense. Don't look so scared, pet. I'll only leave them for a short time."

'Where is he even getting this stuff from?!'

The tips were coated in black rubber, and Hermione jerked as he gently closed one around her left nipple.

It pinched her stiff bud, but she breathed into the pain, trying to rise above it.

He watched her face closely as he did the other side.

Hermione couldn't stop staring at her chest.

The chain shone in the firelight, connecting the two clamps like a rope bridge between her breasts; he hooked one pale finger under it and gently tugged.

Her head spun. It was wonderful, the perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

Lucifer twitched the chain again, and she grunted as her head fell back.

With an evil smile, he touched her sopping slit with his other hand, running his finger along the line of her sex while the clamps tweaked her nipples.

An inarticulate "unnnnh" echoed against the ceiling. 'I believe that's my new favorite word...._

Lifting higher on her toes, Hermione arched into his hands. She felt dizzy.

The room spun slowly as his fingertips grazed her clit.

"Are you ready to come for me, pet?" he murmured.

She could only groan in response.

"You're so fucking beautiful strung up like this, riding my fingers."

Hermione lifted her head, wanting to see his lips forming the words.

Her pupils had overtaken the brown in her eyes.

She stared at him as if he might contain all the secrets of the universe.

Lucifer smirked at her desperate look, "Yes, you are close, aren't you? Stop fighting me. Let go and I'll give you what you need."

Hermione sobbed once then sank limply against the invisible bindings.

His fingers focused on her nub, barely touching her, and she crumbled, jerking and groaning as the pulsing in her pussy tore through her whole body.

She never looked away from him, noting the heated look in his eyes as he watched her climax.

When she stopped twitching, Lucifer unclamped her nipples; she hissed as they burned back to life.

Leaning down, he ran his tongue over one, then the other, soothing her and arousing her at the same time.

"T-Thank you, sir," she said without prompting.

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