The Grindelwald Legacy | By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.
The Grindelwald Legacy
Chapter 57
Had it not been for the fact that Professor Snape haunted her dreams at night, Lucy might have relented and asked for the use of the room, but he did, and she found it deeply disturbing that a man who apparently could not stand to even look at her most of the time, turned her on to the point she was masturbating at least once a night as she thought about him, sometimes twice.
If she could at least get a quickie with Blaize, she was convinced these disturbing invasions on her mind would abate, but Professor Snape seemed to be stalking her, every time she turned a corner he was there, if she and Blaize snuck into a classroom or broom cupboard, he appeared, thwarting their attempts at any kind of intimacy, and Lucy was close to exploding with frustration.
During one of her free periods, unable to concentrate on homework, sit in one place for more than a minute, or even bring herself to completion anymore, she simply hovered in the common room, a wild look in her eyes.
Draco Malfoy did not know what hit him when he stepped through the portal. One second he was shrugging his school bag from his shoulder, ready to sit at one of the tables and begin on his charms assignment, the next he was grabbed and hauled behind one of the sofas by a blur of blonde hair and searching, groping hands.
“What the… ?” He managed before realising it was Lucy Grindelwald pulling him to the floor and attempting, quite successfully, to get into his pants.
Lucy would not have cared if Snape himself had walked into the common room, she needed laying, now. When Draco appeared she was on him in a second, dragging him out of sight of the entrance and desperately trying to unfasten his belt and trousers. It no longer mattered that he wasn’t Blaize, so long as he had a cock she wanted it.
Draco quickly caught on to what she wanted and was not about to deny her. Hell, he wanted to screw her since he first laid eyes on her in the bookshop. He knew Snape was teaching and was unlikely to interrupt so he went for gold.
Lucy fought with him for dominance, Draco challenging her only briefly before letting her straddle him, and Lucy did not hesitate to pull her knickers aside and position him at her entrance and engulf him completely.
He grabbed her hips, trying to curb her enthusiasm slightly. This was so unexpected he feared he would not last more than a minute or two before he came.
But Lucy would not, could not be restrained, she need this more than she needed breath and was not going to let up until he made her come.
Draco, realising something was amiss, but past caring what it was, forced himself to think of Macgonagall in a sarong, Flitwick in a bikini, even Trelawney in nothing but her scarves, anything to stave the urge to simply let go and shoot his load into the fervently bouncing, gyrating witch on top of him. When she finally started to quicken her strokes, her inner walls pulsing and tightening, he took the opportunity to grab her and turn the tables, pulling her forward and flipping her onto her back so he could take control. He pinned her arms above her head and smirked, she in turn wrapping her legs round his waist, thrusting her hips, wanting him to move.
Draco held still, catching his breath and watching her, a grin on his face.
“Please, move.” She panted, eyes unfocussed.
“Oh I will move, don’t worry about that, but not until you look at me you little hellion. I have a feeling you do not even know who you are fucking, either that or you do not care. Well I want you to see exactly who I am, I want you to acknowledge who is about to give you the best ride of your life.” Draco told her, lowering his head and biting her nipple to get her attention.
Lucy winced at the sudden pain of his bite, her eyes came into focus and she looked at him. “Draco, I don’t care who you are, just… oh God Draco please, I need you to… just fuck me will you.”
Draco, more than happy to oblige now she knew who he was, began with long, slow strokes.
“No Draco, harder, faster, I need… “
“I know what you need you little slut, and believe me you will get it. But when I’m ready to give it and not before.” Draco, though not as tall and stocky as Blaize, was none the less strong, his constant practising and playing of quiddich strengthening his sinewy muscles. Holding her wrists with one hand, he massaged a breast roughly with the other, still continuing the maddeningly slow strokes, penetrating her deeply and grinding into her each time her body checked him.
Lucy thought she would go insane when he refused to move faster, drive into her harder. She pleaded with him, but Draco only tortured her more because of it, enjoying the control he had over her.
Finally getting a grip on his own desire to come, Draco speeded up, ramming hard into the shuddering witch, remembering how she and Blaize were the first night of term. He brought her to orgasm, then withdrew, hauling her to her feet while she was still in it’s throws and hung her over the back of the sofa.
Lucy was barely cognizant of having her face resting against the soft seat cushions and her arse in the air, until Draco grabbed her hips, ripped the gusset on her knickers and rammed into her hard. He let go of her and grabbed the sofa back, giving himself more leverage and deeper penetration.
She howled when he slammed into her brutally, but didn’t resist, even when his teeth sunk into her shoulder, his mouth sucking, marking her, tasting her blood as his cock pounded into her over and over. She managed to brace herself by placing her hands on the seat, fingers digging into the fabric while he all but pulverised her. Black, smouldering eyes invaded her mind’s eye as Draco pounded. She imagined it was Severus behind her, Severus who’s member penetrated her brutally, but so deliciously, Severus who was leaving his mark on her shoulder.
Draco was sweating, not having had the chance to remove his clothing, his pants having got no further than his knees, but nevertheless he continued, his face contorted with the sheer lust and gratification at finally having his way with this maddening little temptress. He knew he would not last much longer and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them tightly, eliciting another cry of pain from her before she started shuddering again. “Yess.” He hissed, feeling her starting to teeter, his own end imminent. “Let it go bitch, give in to it.” He growled.
His voice managed to penetrate her mind and Lucy let go with a loud, keening wail, Draco following her, both lost to their own enjoyment, Lucy shaking with the force of her orgasm, Draco giving short, sharp thrusts as her muscles milked him, extracting every last drop before he slumped over her, pinning her to the sofa.
They would have stayed that way for several more minutes had not the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted their post coital bliss.
“Get up and sort yourself. Hurry.” Draco growled, pulling out and yanking her upright by the hair.
Lucy, still slightly dazed, allowed Draco to clean them both with his wand and hurriedly tuck his flaccid member away. He shoved her backwards into the nearest chair and stepped over to one of the tables, grabbing his bag and doing an aeration charm on the way. It would not do for the rest of the Slytherin students to enter a common room smelling of sex.
When the second years entered first they noticed nothing amiss, and by the time the rest appeared Lucy had gained some semblance of normality and Draco had his nose stuck in his charms book.
Lucy just managed to disappear down the girls dormitory corridor before Blaize entered the room.
His first reaction was to search for Lucy, and after enquiring of Draco and being told she went for a bath, Blaize decided he may as well head for the shower himself.
TBC
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