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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Hermione gave him a strange look then shrugged, baffled. 'Now I know how Lucifer feels when I say I need to think....'

She always did her best thinking in the library.

Apparently, he thought very differently than she did, point to be noted.

Lucifer lifted her onto the bed and scooted her back a little, pushing her knees up and out, spreading her wide.

Then he leaned down and pressed his face into her folds, his nose grazing her clit while his tongue slid up her pussy.

Lips teasing her labia, he proceeded to eat her in the most leisurely fashion imaginable.

Hermione never knew oral sex could be so wonderful and insufferable at the same time.

He wasn't licking her to make her come, he was licking her into insanity.

His thoughts rolled around in his mind as his tongue toyed with her clit.

He didn't want her to be with anyone else. He wasn't in love, but he didn't want to stop this either.

Hermione would be his. It would be nice. He hadn't had anything nice in a very long time.

Maybe nice wasn't the right word.

Lucifer Morningstar wasn't nice.

I am evil.

But, it would be . . . mutually advantageous.

She would get what she wanted; he would get what he wanted.

Continuing to mindlessly tease her, Lucifer considered how to break the news that he also wanted to be in a relationship with her, boyfriend.

He didn't give her any reply to that.

Only, Hermione had no idea how long he had been licking her, but the slow teasing had built to a fever.

Her fingers clawed at the bedspread.

Whether he intended it or not, she was going to come.

He didn't even seem to be paying attention, off in his own private world, pondering some problem (she'd been there before).

I'm about to explode, and he's barely even trying.

"Oh god, Lucifer, I'm so close!" Hermione panted.

Keeping his lips just barely touching her, Lucifer rumbled against her swollen bundle of nerves, "Come for me, pet."

The ache between her legs became painful for a few seconds then transformed into rolling waves of release.

Her eyes closed, and she rode easily over each undulating swell.

Her hissing groan turned into his name, "L-Luciferr"

Glancing up at her as she flexed against his tongue. Yes. Say my name. Tell everyone who controls this pussy.

When she relaxed, he pulled away, climbing up her prone, panting body.

She looked at him, drugged with pleasure and smiling shyly.

Hermione couldn't figure out what had gotten into him; he seemed different now.

Her fingertips grazed the side of his mouth. "huh, You're all wet!"

He leaned in, catching her lips with his.

Hermione's eyes widened in shock, he rarely kissed her. (her birthday didn't count, it was just an yearly occasion)

She didn't think of him as the kissing type. It seemed too . . . romantic. He had made it clear they were just fucking.

But, Hermione one sidedly thought, it was just another way of confessing, then she made Lucifer her boyfriend inside her brain at least.

She froze. Of all the things he'd done so far, snogging was the most unexpected.

Lucifer waited for her to respond. Unable to read her expression at such close proximity, he had no idea how she felt about what he'd done.

Was she just surprised? Her lips relaxed, and he kissed her harder, testing her reaction.

Hermione seemed to like it; her breathing hitched as he sucked gently on her lower lip.

When he brushed his tongue along the seam of her mouth, she moaned and opened up for him, her tongue meeting his in a tentative, yet needy, rush.

Lucifer kissed her with the same slow patience he'd used on her pussy, teasing her tongue with his.

Hermione could taste herself on his lips, and when he pressed into her more deeply, the juices on his face smeared around her mouth and chin.

He settled against her, sliding his thigh between her legs.

Smirking as she ground her sopping slit into his leg, Lucifer let her explore his mouth, loving the way she teased the inside of his bottom lip.

He growled and sucked her tongue, inwardly celebrating her moan.

Nipping her lower lip as he pulled away, Lucifer looked into her eyes, wanting to see her response.

Hermione stared back at him in a daze. "Not that I'm complaining, sir, but . . . what's going on?"

He moved his lips to her jaw and nipped her smooth skin, trailing back toward her ear. "Did you enjoy that?"

"Fuck yes!" she blurted out.

Chuckling into her neck, Lucifer rubbed his renewed erection into her soft belly. "I want you on top," he growled.

Nervous excitement painted her face with color as he rolled them both so she was above him. "Slide down my cock. I know you've imagined it. Ride me like you do that pillow on your bed. You've had enough practice."

Her face flamed crimson, her heart hammering in embarrassment. 'Oh my God! Why did he have to see that?'

Her meditation seemed to put no use.

Flashbacks of all the times she'd humped her pillow, while pretending it was him branded her inner eye.

Lucifer smirked at her horrified expression as she slapped her hands over her face to hide her blush.

A malicious grin twisted his lips. "Don't look so embarrassed. I enjoyed seeing it. That and when you'd get on your hands and knees in the bath and aim that shower head up your arse while you frigged your hard little clit. Magnificent."

Hermione shivered at his words, but her palms pressed harder into her burning skin.

"Oh God," she moaned miserably.

'Please stop.' She didn't want to know what else he'd seen in her head.

His hips lifted, pressing his hardness into her dripping core. "I'll take you to the bath later and you can give me a live performance."

She groaned in humiliation (but was damn turned on by the suggestion).

"Take your hands off your face, Hermione or I'll tell you what else I've seen."

Her fingers slowly slid down, and she turned her eyes toward the curtains surrounding the bed.

He pinched her nipples, making her gasp, but she kept her gaze skyward.

"Don't be ridiculous."

"I didn't expect you to be such a powerful mind reader...."

"Hermione, look at me."

Sighing out the constricted tension from her chest, she forced her eyes down to meet his.

The leer on his face made her tremble.

"Good. Now lift up and put my cock in your wet little snatch."

'Don't think about what he knows. Just get him inside. Maybe he'll forget....'

Swallowing hard, Hermione aimed him into her anxious pussy and started to sink down.

His girth stretched her. Lower and lower, it seemed to go on forever.

When he bottomed out, she rested her hands on his chest, panting in relief.

Crossing two fingers, wishing his dick wouldn't grow up any more, otherwise he's really going to enter her stomach. (Quite literally!)

Hermione didn't read anything which indicates boy's genitals, also enlarging with time, just thought Lucifer is a special case.

Even thought asking him, but then discarded as being a rude topic.

"Good, girl," he purred, flicking one nipple.

"Now ride me like you mean it."

Squeezing her eyes shut and biting the inside of her lips, Hermione pulled herself back up his length then, carefully, sat back down.

Spurred on by his grunt, she did it a little faster.

Although she was more than adequately lubricated, she felt as if she were being impaled by a Beater's bat.

Her body seemed to be straining to fit him inside.

Lucifer watched her twist and maneuver on top of him, a tight look of concentration on her face.

She pulled up until his dick almost came out then slid all the way back down, forgoing speed for distance covered.

It was too slow, but he'd let her figure that out on her own.

His rock-hard heat filled her again and again.

It was wonderful, but she needed more. How did he fuck so fast and hard?

The position didn't seem quite right. It wasn't like her pillow at all.

She couldn't just grind her clit against him and forget about going up and down . . . or could she?

Leaning forward, Hermione found a different angle, circling her hips a little.

'Yes. Better.' She tried keeping her clit against him, just arching her back in little, short thrusts.

'Bloody hell. '

Lucifer was infinitely better than any pillow, she humped against.

Smirking at her half-lidded expression, he sank his fingers into her hips.

She was so fucking soft; her muscles rolled and jerked beneath his fingers.

He squeezed harder, wanting to leave bruises so everyone would know she was taken.

His jaw clenched as she picked up more speed.

Her eyes fluttered closed, and Hermione curled and arched wildly against him, abandoning her usual self-conscious control.

The spring inside her wound tighter. So close.

The whole world had condensed into the point where their bodies joined.

Nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered.

The sound of his ragged breathing mixed with her keening whimpers, echoing against the stone walls.

Lucifer couldn't unclench his teeth. She was obviously close, and he knew he could talk her over the cliff if he could just pry his jaw loose.

He tried to think of anything other than the brunette eroding away his cock, but his mind was hopeless; all he could picture was her performing various lewd acts.

'Dammit. Pull yourself together.'

His hands suddenly grabbed her breasts, his fingers digging into her.

He pinched both her nipples, and Hermione moaned louder.

Her thighs shook with effort, and her back tightened in urgency, "L-Lucifer!"

The desperation in that moan made his stomach clench.

His muscles turned to solid stone as he fought the ache in his balls.

Pinching her nipples tighter, Lucifer tried to flatten the pebbled tips between his fingers.

She shouted once, and her body convulsed, her hips undulating against him.

He sighed. Letting the pleasure take hold, basked in the glow of her release.

His tongue now loosened, he spilled out a mixture of praise and wordless lust as his cock began pulsing.

"Yes, love. That's it. Don't stop," he growled.

The sounds he made drew out her orgasm.

Just when she thought the pleasure on the verge of dying down, he rumbled out something else, and her pussy spasmed in response.

Lucifer marveled at how she kept clenching around him. He was finally spent, and still her pussy twitched. "Fuck."

Hermione collapsed down, her head on his shoulder. "You'll have to give me a minute," she panted back, jerking as an aftershock hit.

Smiling tiredly, he pressed his lips to the side of her forehead and closed his eyes. "Rest for now, pet. We'll go again later."

Hermione sank against him, trying to catch her breath, her thighs shaky with exhaustion.

'Go again later? I'm so bloody tired!'

Lucifer waited until they were both breathing normally then rolled her to the side, his softened prick slipping out as they turned.

He pushed her over further until she was on her other side.

Pressing his chest into her back, he rested his hand on her lower belly and tickled his fingers along the edge of her pubic hair.

Hermione smiled in confusion. This is pleasant. But weird.

He was doing it again-surprising her.

'Just go with it, Hermione. Enjoy it.'

She closed her eyes, liking the weight of his arm over her.

His hips rubbed against her arse, and the plug inside her twanged with movement.

She sighed. It didn't hurt at all anymore.

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