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Society of Two	By : UmbraSuccubae Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 173725 -:- Recommendations : 11 -:- Currently Reading : 28
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Society of Two, Chapter 2: Returning the Favor
Harry and Hermione spent several weeks exploring the castle during their free time. They had not found a secure room yet, but they had found several which were difficult to get to and had obviously not been used in several decades, judging from the thick layer of dust in some of those. Miraculously, whenever they returned to one of those rooms for a second time, it was invariably clean.
Their favorite place, and the one they wanted to make theirs if they could somehow hide it, was in Hufflepuff tower. The Hufflepuff common room and dorms were in the dungeons near that tower, but the tower itself was deemed too far out of the way to be used as a common room – or as anything else, for that matter. Apparently, Helga Hufflepuff wanted to encourage hard work in every aspect of life, because the tower could only be entered through a secret passage on the third level of the dungeons, then you had to climb up to the third floor again to reach the original common room – which was huge. On the third floor, the common room was one circular room that used the whole width of the tower. There were four gallery-like floors above it, circling a big tree that grew from a circular basin of earth in the center of the main room. The stairs to the upper floors were near the tree, with lots of seating space around the tree in the main room. The dormitories could be accessed from the upper floors – first years, prefects and head students from the first gallery, second and third years from the second, fourth and fifth years from the third and sixth and seventh years from the fourth. On each gallery, there were also some more tables for studying, and light came in from windows between the dormitories.
After some research, Hermione concluded that the tree was a wiggentree – probably the oldest and largest of its kind. The secret of its longevity was explained when they noticed that a phoenix – who, as they would find out far later, was Fawkes, the headmaster's companion – liked to rest in the tree from time to time, thanking the tree by spilling some of its tears around the roots. Grass covered the earth around the tree, and it seemed to be magically kept at a perfect height.
If they could somehow hide the entrance, both children agreed that this was the perfect room for them. They'd like to spend all their free time there, being nude, but for now, they were too nervous that somebody could find them and had agreed to ease into things while looking for a way to hide the secret passage.
They had taken some small steps toward their intended lifestyle, though. Harry had completely stopped wearing underwear – commenting that he should have done that long ago, since it felt really good to be rid of that part of his cousin's hand-me-downs. Hermione, who decided that Harry was the only one she wanted to show her body to, kept her panties on until they entered the tower, so others couldn't see her naked pussy.
Sometimes, she just took them off and acted like it was completely normal. On other days, she kept them on long enough to let Harry watch as she masturbated until they were soaked and see-through. Then, she bent over, flipped up her skirt and showed Harry how she slowly took them off, revealing her pussy and ass to him. On those occasions, she always gave him the panties, telling him to enjoy them and return them when he was done.
They found out about the fidelius charm during their research on hiding charms, just before Christmas. Apparently, the charm was rare both because the theory was complex and because it relied on total trust in the secret keeper, and wizards rarely trusted anyone that completely. Hermione, though, was good enough at understanding magical theory to learn it and teach it to Harry. Apparently, the charm had several forms; They chose one that was easier to cast and where the caster could be the secret keeper, but that could only hide a small area. The power requirements were surprisingly within their reach as long as there weren't many people who remembered the hidden place at all and those people didn't remember it in much detail or didn't think about it often. Apparently, the passage to Hufflepuff tower qualified as “obscure enough to be hidden by a first year”, so Hermione cast the charm.
When she turned to Harry to tell him the secret so he could find the door and leave the tower again, he shook his head and silenced her with a finger on her lips.
„You have shown me something wonderful that day after Halloween. You have, since then, shown me your beautiful pussy quite often, while I have yet to show you anything. If this is going to be our nudist community room, I want to earn my right to share it with you – and right now, before you tell me the secret, is the best time for that, don't you think so?“
While saying this, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off – his robe already laid over the back of a nearby chair. He took off his shoes and slowly stripped out of his trousers, watching Hermione as her eyes followed them downwards. Then, when he stood upright again, her eyes immediately snapped towards his by now semi-erect cock. She unconsciously licked her lips as she watched him walk backwards and sit on a desk – the same desk on which she, herself, had given him a show several times. He used his foot to draw the same chair on which he always sat in front of the desk, obviously inviting her to sit down and watch.
Hermione swallowed and licked her lips, her mouth dry from arousal. Slowly, she stripped out of her clothes, too, Harry watching her intently – his formerly semi-rigid cock growing hard as rock as she, in return, watched him. Her panties were the last item she took off this time: there was no need to masturbate to get them wet, they were soaked already. Knowing how much Harry enjoyed the smell of her freshly spilled pussy juice, she handed him the soaked fabric. He took it and breathed in her scent, arousing him even further. Then, while looking directly into the young witches eyes, he licked the exact spot that had covered her entrance seconds before.
She got the message immediately: I'm looking forward to the day when it's not just your clothes I get to lick. A soft, whimpered "Harry" escaped her lips, her arousal at war with the knowledge that neither of them was ready for more than their mutual exhibitionism/voyeurism.
Harry grasped his cock and began to slowly stroke it, watching Hermione's face as her eyes immediately locked onto the movement. He drew back the foreskin all the way, showing her the head of his dick in all its glory, then stroked back towards the tip before repeating the movement. She fell into the chair, mesmerized. Her face was mere inches away from his tip, and she inhaled his smell like he always did when the roles were reversed.
"Addictive, isn't it? Nothing compared to your beautiful little pussy and those tempting juices dripping from your slit. but that's just my opinion." He glanced down between her legs. "Forgive my language, but even now, you juicy little cunt is leaking onto the chair, and I wish I could lick away every drop. I don't dare, though, because unlike that first time, I don't think I could stop this time without drinking those juices directly from your pussy.“
"I don't mind the language while we do this, Harry – I think a little dirty talking is a part of sex, clinical terms just aren't as arousing."
There was an amused glint in his eyes. "Is that so? Well then, why don't you tell me about the first time you rubbed yourself to orgasm?"
She blushed. "It was last year. I had just read another book on theory and needed a break, so I just took a random book from my mums collection to read. It turned out to be one of those fantasy novels that barely avoid being classified as outright porn by having some bare minimum amount of plot... Well, it was quite descriptive, and before I knew it, my free hand had followed along and given me a few orgasms. After that, I started experimenting with different fantasies, and I always came the hardest when I thought of somebody watching me. And now, I have you to do just that!"
Harry smiled at her, though by now, his face was visibly strained with arousal. The head of his cock was glistening with precum, and he had sped up at some point. He made a visible effort to slow down again, even pausing for a few seconds so Hermione could look as much as she wanted to... which she did. Closely. He nearly exploded onto her face at that point.
"I actually started masturbating about two years ago. I was bored to death, and at some point, my hands just began to wander, you know? Just to have something to do. I quickly discovered that touching myself down there felt better than the rest of my body, so I began to experiment... and learned to wank." Hermione visibly shuddered with arousal, and Harry continued. "Some weeks and a lot of boredom later, I learned this nice trick to avoid making a mess, and by now, I even learned to enjoy the taste. Turns out us magicals can easily train to be quite a bit more flexible than the average muggle... let me show you."
With that said, he did something that amazed Hermione. Still looking into her eyes, he leaned down and swallowed his precocious five inch erection to the root. Then, without any visible effort, he started to give himself a blowjob.
Hermione gasped. „And now I wish I was a boy, a girl would never be able to get down far enough... to lick her own… How do you do that?“
While she was talking, Harry had let his cock slip out of his mouth, then slowly licked from the tip of his cock to the bottom of his balls. Then, without bothering to get up much, he answered her question while slowly wanking with his cock pointing at his face from an inch or two away.
"It's not a big secret, really. The physical skills of witches and wizards – including flexibility – are already beyond non-magical people, as long as we keep in shape – stretching, in this case. Add a minor flexibility charm I used accidentally so often that I can now do it intentionally, and it's easy. Really, that spell is probably one of very few that every witch or wizard could learn wandlessly, as long as it's only on themselves, since the magic doesn't leave the body in that case, anyways."
Hermione looked at him in a way he had come to associate with her thinking about naughty proposals. Finally, she seemed to reach a conclusion.
"You teach me everything – the charm, doing it wandlessly, all your stretches – and as soon as I can do it without a wand and lick myself to an orgasm, you get to fulfill your little drinking fantasy."
He obviously liked that offer, because he didn't even have time to take his dick back into his mouth before he started cumming. The first shot landed on his cheek, but the second was aimed properly at his mouth, and by the third, the tip was resting on his tongue. Hermione got to watch as Harry filled his own mouth with sperm. When he was finished, he sat up, opened his mouth to show Hermione the accumulated sperm, then closed his mouth, swished it around a few times, and swallowed. He gently blew onto Hermione's face, and the smell had her moaning. She used her finger to wipe the cum off his cheek and taste it; The taste was enough to trigger her own orgasm, as she had started fingering herself when she told her story.
„I can teach you my stretches easily, and the spell is easy to cast. As long as you get a feel for how it works inside your body, you should be able to start practicing the wandless part over the holidays. The spell only amplifies your actual flexibility, though, so you still need to do the stretches.“
„Don't worry about that. My parents will only be home for a few days around Christmas and on new years eve and day. All the other time, I'll be alone and naked at home, and certainly motivated to get as close to my pussy as I can. And thank you, Harry – watching you do that was amazing.“
„No more amazing than watching you is every single time.“
Afterward, they had actually done their homework naked for the first time. Harry admitted that it was relaxing and that he'd like to continue studying like that, as long as it was only the two of them – Hermione agreed. She had found someone to show herself to, and one person was sufficient, really – she didn't want there to be more than that, either.
When they were done with their homework and some reviewing, Harry started reading Hermione's notes on the fidelius, which gave him an idea...
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