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 Anadiel, ti works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18 )
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Hermione opened her eyes to a dark room, the pale orange flicker of the dying fire the only light.
For a split second she frowned in confusion, not knowing where she was, but then she felt the weight of Lucifer’s arm over her and smiled.
'Thank rlin it’s the weekend. I want to stay here forever'
She was even looking forward to next one, as it was announced to be a Hogsade weekend before the First Task.
It would be glorious to spend a day there.....
He’d been sweet the night before, taking care of her. It was a load off her mind knowing she’d be able to sleep.
She just had to rember to go to bed and not spend half the night in the common room reading.
Her bladder jabbed at her. She hadn’t used the loo before bed.
Gently lifting his arm, she rolled away from him and padded to the bathroom.
When she got back, she found him sprawled sideways, as if she were still there.
Now that she’d slept, she felt better, more clearheaded, and her first brilliant idea was that he needed to wake up and fuck her.
Easing under the covers, she shimmied down until she was level with his prick.
It wasn't anything more than usual, Hermione was now used to blowing him in the early morning.... whether he is awake or not, and then going back to her room for shower.
The first kiss was as soft as she could make it.
She didn’t want him to wake up before she’d gotten anywhere.
He might try to make her go back to sleep. Slowly and softly, she kissed and licked his cock.
It filled steadily, growing and twitching against her lips.
Lucifer’s dream took a strange turn.
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Dream
Hermione has gotten into the loo.
'Where was she? She never missed class....'
All he could think about was finding Hermione.
His mother, Goddess smiled at him.“You deserve to be happy, Lucifer.”
It felt as though soone had stabbed him in the heart.
“Let go of the past. It’s clouding your future, big bro,” Azrael nodded and added, “You'd better find her before it’s too late.”
Lucifer didn’t want to look away from his mother, afraid she might disappear.
She smiled at him. “Don’t miss out on the living because you’re holding onto the past. Find her.”
Lucifer decided to leave the class, frantically searching.
The stone corridors seed to go on for eternity.
Wherever Hermione was, he’d never find her like this.
He stopped, exhausted from his search. He felt hopeless.
She was gone. Trudging around the next corner, he saw a light under a door.
When he opened it, he found himself in his back garden at Lux, the sunshine blinding him.
She was there, wearing a white sundress that was almost as bright as the sun.
“Lucifer!” she exclaid, looking up.
“What took you so long?” She didn’t wait for an answer.
Dashing over to him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and smiled up at him.
“I missed you today.” He leaned down and kissed her.
It was nice.
Warm. She smiled and unzipped his trousers.
Her hands were all over him, and then she was kneeling in the grass, taking him in her mouth.
“Hermione,” he groaned.
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“Hermione.” Her na lingered on his lips as he opened his eyes.
His dream remained vivid in his mind, and he was briefly confused by the sudden darkness.
His dick had gone rock hard, and feeling around under the covers, he found the cause.
Pushing down the comforter, he uncovered her curly head.
“Hello,” he muttered. “You’re up early. Feeling better?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Having fun?”
She nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“Co up here.”
Hermione scooted up the bed until she was face to face with him.
“Are you trying to hint at sothing?”
She smiled. “I wanted you to wake up happy.”
Lucifer held back a matching grin. “You’re a paragon of generosity,” he drawled. “Nothing in it for you?”
“Maybe a little. Did it inspire you?”
“Inspire ?” He chuckled, running his finger down her chest. “That’s a euphemism I haven’t heard before.”
“I thought you might wake up dying to fuck .”
'I’m always dying to fuck you.'
“Manipulation from a Gryffindor. You’ll be chucked out if the others find out.” His fingertips plucked her nipple.
“I prefer to think of it as inspiration.”
“I don’t recomnd the road of self-deception.”
His pinching made her arch closer to him. “What about you?” she asked.
“What about ?” he replied, pinching the other nipple.
“Mm,” she moaned. “Taking care of other people isn’t a Devil's trait.”
“It is if it benefits .”
She studied his face as he watched her nipples react to his ministrations.
After what he’d said the other night, she didn’t really believe that any ulterior motive lay behind his care. “I won’t tell anyone.”
He looked up at her. His rebuff had been cold; he didn’t know how to respond to accusations of kindness.
“Humans wouldn’t believe you anyway.”
She kissed his nose. He looked affronted, which made her laugh.
“Take care of so more. Use your cock this ti." He wouldn’t get uncomfortable about the affection if she mixed it with sex.
'He’s right. I am manipulative.'
Lucifer smirked back. Her sweetness rolled so swiftly into debauchery.
He slid his hand down to her muff and carded his fingers through her pubic hair.
She wasn’t wet yet. He wanted the sex to be as stress-free as possible for her, but that didn’t an he wouldn’t make her beg for it.
“Get on your back. Show what a good patient you are.”
Hermione bead at him and rolled over.
He crawled down and spread her legs.
The warm feel of his breath on her pussy made her shiver.
Her clit seed to be straining to get closer to his mouth.
His tongue stayed slow and soft, just like the night before, and the longer he licked, the more her brain quieted.
There seed to be a muffled detachnt to the outside world, as if she were underwater.
Lucifer licked her until she bucked against his face, her hips popping off the bed trying to find release.
Her juices sared over his chin and lips like candy glaze; it collected at her entrance, building to a milky bead, which he lapped away.
She whimpered his na, a steady petition for his rcy.
He had no problem showing her rcy, he just liked hearing her.
“Lucifer, please!” she groaned, digging her fingers into his hair.
“Please what?” he asked as he curled two fingers into her channel.
A growl skipped out of her, turning to a whimper halfway through. “Please make co!”
He wrapped his lips around her clit and rubbed his face into her.
“Ah! No, no, no! I want you inside .”
She had never requested her orgasm happen in a particular way before.
There were pros and cons for each possibility, but at that mont, feeling her clench around him while watching her face seed like the more important pro.
He rubbed his heavy cock through her folds, watching her eyes roll back.
As soon as he was inside her, she clamped her hands on his arse and ground herself against him.
Her muscles rolled around him like a snake.
Tighten. Roll. Tighten. Roll.
“Fuck!” She hissed through her teeth then her jaw dropped when the contractions peaked, her pussy twitching around him as she ca.
Her intensity always left him speechless; he was lost in her until the spasms died out.
“Oh God,” she whispered, running her hands up his back.
“So good.” Complete sentences seed too daunting at the mont.
He started to move inside her, and she blinked up into his face like a sleepy cat.
“Are you ready for more?” Lucifer rumbled.
“You know I am."
“Tell how you want it, pet,” he breathed in her ear. “Nothing too rough. You’re not really better yet.”
The vibrations along her ear made her clit throb.
She wanted to spend all day with him whispering to her like that.
Her legs wound around his hips, urging him to go a little faster. “Hold down.”
He looked her in the eye. “Hold you down or tie you down?”
“Hold down. With your hands.”
That didn’t sound too rough. He nodded and pulled one of her hands from his back.
Without further prodding, she released him and held her arms loosely over her head.
He stared down at her and wrapped his fingers around her wrists; they were so small he could easily encircle them both with one hand.
She let out a shaky sigh, obviously enjoying it.
“I love it when you’re like this,” he whispered. Truthfully, there wasn’t any way he didn’t love having her.
“Like what?”
“I’m barely doing anything, and you’re already creaming my dick.”
She blushed and bit her lip. “I like it.”
He raised one eyebrow and smirked. “So I gather. If you enjoy restraint so much, maybe I should tie you down next ti I punish you.”
She never knew when he was just talking to turn her on and when he really ant it.
Either way, she liked what she heard.
“You’d look lovely bent over my desk with your legs tied open.” Her grunt of agreent panted past his ear.
“I could do all kinds of things to you in that position.”
'Oh God!'
“I could fill you up with soapy water and watch you hold it while I get your arse nice and red. What would you prefer? The cane? The paddle? Or is the riding crop your favorite? We haven’t used the flogger in a while. I wonder what it would be like to fuck you while you held that water inside.”
Hermione’s eyes flew open. She didn’t know if she could handle that.
The surge of moisture that accompanied the jolt through her sex suggested her pussy was in favor of the idea (and possibly in cahoots with Lucifer).
“Mmm. You do like that, don’t you? Maybe we should let my clone watch. He could pick what to use on you. He is our guest after all. I bet he’d like to see you with the ball gag in your mouth too. What do you think, pet?”
'I think my pussy needs a flood warning....'
She couldn’t stop thinking about how Samael had said he’d like to whip her clit until she ca.
Hermione had a strong suspicion Lucifer would let him do it too.
“Please don’t let him see all that,” she panted.
“Why not?”
“It’s humiliating!”
He leered down at her. “That’s what makes you so wet.”
“I’d never be able to look him in the eye again!”
“You could if he did sothing equally embarrassing.”
“Like what?”
His leer curled into an evil grin. “Once your arse is clean, he could probably be persuaded to lick it.”
Her eyes got wider. “What makes you think he’d want to?”
“He's . You shouldn't feel that much surprised.”
“I thought you said that hole was yours.”
“A tongue can’t hurt you. Just think about it for now. Nothing’s set in stone.”
She’d pretend to think about it, but that particular portal was only for him.
No way was she going to let Samael back there . . . with his pretty mouth.
'No! That was so wrong! Bad Hermione.'
Besides, Samael was awfully prissy.
It didn’t seem likely that he’d ever agree to it anyway.
But, then again . . . wasn’t that what people thought about her?
Goody-two-shoes Granger. Maybe what people were willing to do in private was more ambiguous than she knew.
What if he would do it? Should she let him? If Lucifer really did all those things to her in front of him, she’d have to just to keep things even.
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