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 slid her arms around his waist and leaned her cheek to his chest, “Crookshanks didn't like the collar you put on . That's why he just scratched your leg....plus he also feels lonely without his companion around....”
"Mmm," Lucifer mumbled, pressing his lips to the top of her head. "Do you still want to dance or should we rest for a bit?"
"Are we going to dance with our clothes on?"
Lucifer looked down at her, tipping up her chin so he could see her eyes. “Are you feeling better? Or are you trying to chase away your tiredness with the help of my cock?"
Hermione smiled and leaned into his palm. “I had a dream about my father while you were busy dancing with Eve. I know it sounds mad, but it made feel better. I'm still a bit sad, but I don't feel as though soone shot a bludger through my stomach anymore. I've never had a dream that left so calm. It was weird . . . but good. Has that ever happened to you?"
"Yes," he whispered. He didn't elaborate.
That dream he'd had about his mother months ago was still vividly etched in his mind.
She'd told him to move on. She'd told him to forgive himself.
She'd said he was dishonoring her by clinging to the past, that she would never have wished such loneliness on her boy.
Before she left, she kissed the center of his forehead, and he'd woken, still able to feel her breath on his brow.
The weight in his chest had vanished with that.
He'd felt like a new man. His slate seed to have been wiped clean.
All with one dream.
“I want to do whatever makes you happy,” Lucifer murmured, kissing the center of her forehead the sa way his mother had kissed his.
"Did you still want that Christmas spanking? Or did you just want to get naked and go back to bed?"
She smiled into his black-night shirt. "I do want a spanking, and I have sothing for you as well."
"I don't want a Christmas spanking."
Hermione grinned up at him and slid her hands to his arse. "That wasn't what I had in mind. I just want to look festive."
"Jingle bell pasties?"
She laughed, shaking her head no. "Sorry. It's just lingerie."
"Put it on. This room isn't nearly festive enough."
He must have set off all the Levitation Lights he had. The room was filled with a warm rainbow glow
"It looks lovely," she sighed happily. “My Christmas would have been horrid without you, Lucifer. Thank you for everything."
He nodded and kissed her again. "You're welco, love. Go put on your underwear . . . and I'll take it back off for you."
"I never asked but do you really feel okay with calling that?" she asked quietly.
'Bollocks!'
"Would you prefer I didn't?"
She shook her head. “I fancy it. I like it when you call pet too.”
“That's just punch talking which you drank a lot earlier.....”
“No, that polyjuice left an impression on . I want to be your kitten.... Don't you see how much I like my new plug?”
Lucifer smirked. "I know you like that tail. Now, stop stalling and go change. I'm looking forward to so Christmas cheer.”
Hermione smiled and kissed his chest. "Just give a few minutes."
Lucifer watched her dash over to her bag and sneak sothing out of it.
She went to the bathroom, and he sat on the love seat to wait for her.
He didn't want to tell her that he'd called her love by mistake and started using it when she didn't point it out.
Or maybe it wasn't a mistake. It had rolled off his tongue so easily.
He'd called all of his subs pet.
But never love.
Despite its prevalence in everyday conversations, it wasn't a term he was comfortable using . . . or hearing.
But saying it to her ca naturally, as if he'd been calling everyone love his entire life.
Lucifer unbuttoned his shirt and cuffs while he waited for her.
He could hear her moving about in the bathroom, getting out of her dress and pretty for him.
He was touched.
She'd obviously purchased two dresses...whatever she was putting on for him prior to reaching Hogwarts.
She'd planned this. She wanted to do sothing special for him.
No one had ever put so much effort into his happiness before.
She ca out of the bathroom, and he blinked stupidly for a few seconds.
That wasn't underwear.
The top part was like a bra, but the rest was more like a short gauzy dress.
It was as red as a holly berry.
As she ca closer, he could see the bow tied beneath her breasts.
It was a wrapping-job that put all other presents to sha. “What do you call this?”
She smoothed her hand down the front. “A babydoll? Do you like it?”
Like it? Like did not begin to express his feelings about that article of clothing.
“You’re beautiful,” he rasped. “Co here.”
A smile lit her face as he pulled her to stand between his spread legs.
His eyes ran up and down her body, and her nipples hardened behind the soft cups of her nightie as his heated gaze tickled her skin.
“Turn around.”
She did a slow turn and felt his hands petting the curve of her arse.
“Nice,” he muttered, lifting the edge of her skirt with one finger, just checking to see what she had going on under there.
Her knickers were the sa deep red, small and sheer.
He couldn’t wait to take them off her. “Keep turning.”
She faced him again.
He looked even more handso in the warm, glowing light.
It made her heart stumble in her chest.
Lucifer pulled her in closer, and his eyes caught hers as he slid his hands up the back of her thighs.
“You look perfect, pet. Red and Pink is definitely your color. Let’s see if we can make your bottom match.”
Hermione smiled and nodded in agreent. “Please pull down my panties and give a nice long spanking on my bare bottom, sir.”
Lucifer bit his tongue to keep from laughing.
She hadn’t even needed any prompting that ti; she’d asked for it all on her own.
“Get over my knee, little girl. I want those pretty red knickers nice and wet before I pull them down.”
Hermione’s stomach flipped in excitent as she got over his lap.
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