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Room of Relations	By : Croenkh Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 54857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, locations, or other details about Harry Potter, and I do not make any money of this Fanfiction.

Chapter List
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Author´s note:
From here on out (or maybe even before this chapter…) Harry and Hermione will use not only advanced, but downright ridiculously powerful magic. Magic that would change everything in the books. But remember: This is just for fun, and for story purposes. There are no threats in my stories, no evil wizards at war, just two (adult) wizards, using magic to live out their fantasies.

“Today´s your turn again, right?”, Harry asked. Hermione scoffed at him.
“It is ABSOLUTELY my turn, after you turned me into your floating fleshlight last time.”
Harry grinned wide. “Oh, yeah, that was amazing. And you can´t tell me you didn't enjoy it as well.”
Hermione looked at him, playfully angry. “Of course I enjoyed it somehow. But let's face it, it was way more your enjoyment and much less mine that you had in mind.”
Harry shrugged, but with a slightly apologetic look on his face. “I might have overdone it a bit. I already said I'm sorry.”
Hermione put her hand on his chest, and purred: “Well, if you are sorry…”
Then without missing a beat her demeanor changed and she sharply said: “But today is my turn. So, strip down, and get on your knees.”
Harry already knew that asking her what she had in mind for today wouldn't get him anywhere, so he just obliged. As he got naked he saw Hermione do the same. As soon as she noticed, she made sure that she pulled her panties down veeery slowly, giving him a great view of her ass. She then made a spectacle out of pulling them down to her ankles, bowing all the way down, her backside nice and exposed. It made his cock twitch in anticipation. Hermione then stood up, walking in front of him fully nude. Harry raised his hands to touch her, but she quickly stepped back a bit, out of his reach. “I said, get on your knees'', she sternly said. Harry didn't argue and got down.
“Good, now put your hands on the ground behind you, and prep yourself up a bit”, she continued to demand. And again, Harry obliged without a second thought.
Hermione got on all fours, facing him. She crawled towards him, her eyes fixed on his half erect cock. She reached out, gently grabbing it, and immediately starting to slowly stroke it.
Harry closed his eyes, quietly groaning. It felt great. Her soft hands slid over his cock, up and down. It took only a few seconds, and he was completely hard.
He felt her hand draw away. Curious he opened his eyes. Hermione was sitting on her knees in front of him, wand in hand, aiming at his chest.
Before he could ask what she was doing, she mumbled something, then a bright light appeared. A sudden surge of immense pleasure shot through Harry. It was way too much for him and his whole body jerked back. He tried his best to get a grip as to not let his head crash down as his balls contracted almost violently, shooting load after load of his thick cum through the air.All Harry could do was trying not to completely fall down, his whole body shivering, jerking. His head felt clouded, he couldn´t concentrate on anything. He was helpless against the sheer amount of pleasure jolting throughout his entire being.
His balls still contracted over and over but soon nothing came out any more. His cock twitched. It felt like an eternity where the pleasure slowly turned into agony. It felt like his body wanted to cum more, wanted to release more. But there was no way. No way there was even a drop left.
After what felt like a very long time, Harry´s body had calmed down enough that he could try to sit up.He had to prep himself up so as to not fall down immediately.
He looked around. All around him were big puddles of white. Though those closer to him were less white and more see-through. Hermione sat near him, grinning from ear to ear. Some of his cum had hit her as well, but she did not seem to mind having it drip down her chin. “Had fun?”, she laughed. Harry couldn't answer right away. It took him a few tries to find his voice. “Wha… What hap… happened? Why did I immediately… cum?”
Hermione made an overdramatic puzzled face. “What do you mean, immediately? Don´t tell me you don´t remember the great time I had?” Harry tried, but he couldn't wrap his head around what she just said. “I… I… you.. what?”
So, what HAD happened?
As soon as Hermione felt his cock stiffen enough, she drew back. Her wand was carefully placed beside her. She grabbed it, pointed it at Harry, and mumbled the words she recently read in a book from the restricted section in the library. “Tarde Tempus!”
A bright light flashed, engulfing the room in white for a second. Hermione had to close her eyes. When she opened them again the light was gone and Harry was positioned exactly the same as before. But he did not move. Curious Hermione crawled towards him.
He did not react. His eyes were slightly open, staring towards the spot she was sitting in a few moments ago.
The spell worked. Hermione got very close and inspected him with the utmost care. There WAS movement, but it was so faint and slow that she couldn´t be sure if she really noticed it.
The spell she found was a time slowing spell. Not a time stopping spell, but the difference was minimal. She had read about the spell in a book about torture the defense against it. It was said to have been used ages ago to inflict incredible amounts of pain to the recipient, as they´d practically be still for about an hour, but everything they´d experience while slowed would accumulate and release as soon as the spell ended.
When she read that Hermione immediately asked herself if that would apply to pleasure as well. She ran a few tests and determined that yes, it did.
And now Harry was in front of her, naked and fully erect. And she would use the following hour in any way she saw fit, to get him back for using her as a floating cocksleeve a few days ago…
Hermione sat down next to Harry, grabbing his hard cock. She started to stroke it again. Her other hand wandered over his body, as gently as possible. She wanted the utmost amount of pleasure to accumulate, but did not want to hurt him by doing too much.
She spent a few minutes just stroking and caressing the ‘poor’ immovable wizard next to her.
Then she decided it was time for her to have some fun as well. One of her hands wandered from his body to hers. One hand kept stroking Harry´s dick, the other started massaging her breasts.It was weird not getting any response from him, but it didn´t discourage her in the slightest. Her hand slid up and down his shaft, the other one wandered down her body.
She was already wet, and had been for a while. The anticipation the whole day was enough to get her plenty excited. She had tried her best to hide it from Harry, as to not have him catch on that she had plans for him.
Now, though, she was free to indulge in the excitement. Her finger slid into her with the utmost ease, and soon another followed. “You see that, Harry? I am fingering myself right next to you. Why aren´t you looking, huh?”, she laughed between moans.
He missed out the whole fun, but she was determined to make him feel everything he couldn´t see.
Her hand moved away from his dick and she propped herself up on all fours.
“You don´t mind, do you?”, she asked, and when there was no answer she wrapped her lips around his cock. One of her hands was on the ground to keep her balance, while the other one was still playing with her pussy. She switched between sliding her fingers as deep inside as she could, and rubbing her clit, while her tongue swirled all over the cock in front of her.
Her fingers felt incredible, and soon she felt an orgasm well up on the inside.
She moaned onto his cock, trying her best to keep it in her mouth, and keep the pleasure going while feeling it herself. When she was right on the edge she braced herself, plunged her fingers deep inside, while using her thumb to slightly press on her clit. Then she took Harry´s cock as deep in her throat as she could, muffling the cries of pleasure on it. She gagged a little, but managed to keep it in, while rapidly moving her fingers in her pussy.
She came hard. After a few moments she jerked her head back, Harry´s cock leaving her throat. She moaned and cried the pleasure of her orgasm out, her fingers slowly moving in rhythm with her now jerking body.
After it had mostly subsided she lay down on the floor next to Harry, lazily stroking his cock again, trying to catch her breath.
“That was amazing, don´t you think?”, she asked him. No answer.
She looked at a nearby hourglass. She still had plenty of time before he´d be back to normal.
Hermione took her hand off of Harry again, and let it glide over her pussy. She flinched a little bit, as she was still very sensitive down there.
Her hand was glistening with her juices. She admired the sheen against the light. Then she used it to lube Harry´s cock up, making it even easier to let her hand slide over it.
Grinning to herself she first stroked his whole shaft, then concentrated on just the head.
She let the palm of her hand wander over it many, many times. She knew from experience that this motion made him squirm almost immediately. So she did it some more. For good measure.
Her hand then wandered around his cock, grabbing it. With her thumb she started to circle around the front of the head, another sensitive area. After a minute or so she leaned in, caressing the same spot with her tongue. She giggled just thinking about all of her teasing flooding Harry´s senses as soon as the spell would lose it´s effect.
But before that happened she wanted to have some more fun herself.
Hermione propped herself up in front of Harry. His rock hard cock still glistening from her juices and saliva. She chose the position he was in carefully for exactly this moment.
Her arms resting on his shoulders she lowered herself down. With the utmost ease his cock entered her, making her gasp in surprise. She bent her knees some more, completely taking him in. She stayed like this for a few seconds, making sure her footing wasn´t off. Then she started moving up and down his shaft. Slowly at first, as she took in the sensation. It was interesting and incredibly hot having full control over the speed and rhythm. He could not do anything. He was completely at her mercy, even if he was not aware of it. At least not yet.
“So, that's probably why you enjoyed me being helpless last time, huh?”, she whispered. “Well, today you´re going to pay for using me as a fucktoy. Today you are not only the one being used, you are getting punished as well. Punished with pleasure. A LOT of pleasure…”
With those words she increased her speed. She felt his cock sliding in and out as she bounced up and down. She panted heavily. Not only due to it being exhausting, but also because of the pleasure. She was fucking him the way she wanted. And she was far from done.
One of her hands left his shoulder, and found her breasts. She moaned as she started to knead them, right in front of his face. She picked up even more speed as she felt the pleasure rising inside. Her fingers pinched her nipples as she bent her knees to take him in again, completely to his base. She stayed like that for a few seconds with shaking knees, then propped herself up again, only to plunge down again. After the third time she stayed down, roaring her pleasure out as the next orgasm hit. “FUCK yes! Your cock is AMAZING!”, she panted in Harry´s ear. Not that he would hear it.
She stayed like this for a bit, only rising and lowering herself slightly to ride out the orgasm.
By now Harry would probably have cum at least twice, if not more due to the pleasure.
She grinned. “Good little fucktoy,” she laughed. “Now stay exactly as you are!”
Hermione stood up, but held on to his shoulders for support. Legs shaking still she turned around, getting on all four in front of him.
Even though she just came and felt pretty sensitive, she was determined to make the most out of this situation. And with a hand between her legs she grabbed his cock and guided it to her pussy again. She had to arch her back a little and soon he entered her again.
The sensation was almost overwhelming for her, but Hermione did not care. Her hips were already moving again. She moaned loudly as she took Harry´s cock fully in again. This time she started with a faster speed. She already could tell that she wouldn´t hold out for too long.
With quick but flowing movements she fucked the boy whose time was stopped. Faster and faster she threw her rear back. Louder and louder she moaned and shouted out her pleasure. No one was around to hear her anyway so she did not care how loud she was.
“By Merlin, fucking you feels incredible! You are nothing but a toy for my pleasure, you hear me?”, she shouted over her shoulder. Normally she wouldn´t be this filthy in her word choice, but something about the situation of having complete control over what was happening made her let it all out. With the last bit of clear thoughts in all that pleasure filled haze in her mind she made a mental note of that. But seconds later even those few thoughts were gone.
As she kept rocking back and forth all she could think about was his cock pumping in and out of her wet pussy. The sound it made. Her bare ass almost slapping on Harry´s abs when she took him in fully. The feeling of his cock leaving her empty when she moved forwards.
Her arms almost caved in. she moved her head down, forehead on the rug. But still she kept fucking him. “Oh god, OH GOD!,” she cried as the pleasure got almost too intense. But still she did not let up. With a last effort of pulling together all her strength she stood up, leaning back against Harry for balance. She bounced up and down. The orgasm was welling up.
One hand behind her back was holding his shoulder again. The other shot between her legs, fervently stimulating her clit even more.
For a second her mind went completely blank.
“I´m cumming, I´m cu… mming!”, she cried. The biggest orgasm so far hit her, but somehow she had the strength to keep her balance, and even keep on bouncing, all the while rubbing her clit like crazy. The first wave of the orgasm went away, but instead of a lesser one, the second wave hit her even harder.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUCK!” For a split second Hermione feared that someone from the outside might hear her, but that thought was almost immediately swept away by pure pleasure. Her back arched backwards, her head almost crashing against Harry´s. She felt her knees giving out, so she straightened them with great effort, feeling his cock slide out of her. Then she fell to the floor, completely exhausted. Almost half unconscious she mumbled unintelligible words to herself, her hand still on her pussy, lazily rubbing, making her whole body jerk every few seconds.
All of her being right now was a mixture of pure bliss, pleasure, and sensitivity. Even the rug felt… more. Everything that she did not feel with her body was blocked out by a haze.
Nothing mattered. It was just her and the last remnants of her orgasm.
After what felt like an eternity, but was probably just a few long minutes, Hermione rose from her daze. She blinked a few times trying to reorientate herself.
Her eyes wandered around the room and found the still time-stopped Harry.
She crawled over to him and grabbed his still hard cock. Slowly she began to stroke it again.
She looked at the hourglass. The spell would probably end in about 5 minutes.
Still a little bit of time to accumulate some sensations.
Hermione grinned as an idea formed inside her head. She grabbed her wand that was lying near her, pointed it at Harry´s lower half, and cast two small spells.
One hand still stroking his dick the other wandered between his legs. She placed her index finger on his cleaned and lubed asshole and let it slide in. She had never done that before, but they once talked about both being curious about anal play. Thanks to her studying of human anatomy it only took her a few seconds to locate his prostate.
“What's one more stimulus, right?”, she giggled, still slightly out of breath.
Her hands worked in tandem, one stroking the other massaging, milking Harry´s cock.
A quick glance towards the hourglass told her to wrap it up. She sighed, letting go of Harry´s shaft. She pulled out her finger from his butt, then leaned forward to lick his head one last time for good measure. Then she sat back, and waited.
After about another minute, Harry suddenly began to move.
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