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
A/n: And more lemony bits
Chapter 66
Severus looked at her in surprise, then he started to laugh, a deep resounding chortle that her main concern was how he addressed her, not the fact he had practically burst a new hole in her when he fucked her. “Lucy.” He conceded, gracing her with a rare, diminutive smile. “For now.
Lucy scowled at him, not understanding what was so funny. “I’m hungry.” She muttered, attempting to rise. “OWWWW!”
Spurred into action by her sudden cry of pain, Severus was on his knees in a trice. “Don’t move.” He said. “I’ll run you a bath. Healing potions, where are they kept? Where’s the bathroom?”
“Top of the stairs, second door on the left.” She told him, hiding a grin at the obvious alarm in his voice. As soon as he left the room she grumbled to herself. “Huh, don’t move. How am I supposed to do anything after he used that blasted battering ram on me?”
“Where are the healing potions?” He shouted down the stairs, mentally kicking himself for not thinking to bring his own.
“Just get me upstairs, I’ll do the rest once I’m in the bath relaxing.” She shouted back. Lucy discovered it was possible to heal a fair amount of her own aches and pains so long as she was relaxed, her encounter with Draco, and a few times when Blaize was in his caveman mode soon urged her to at least attempt it. It had not worked when her knee was shattered, but she’d learned some control of her steadily increasing abilities since then and was able to alleviate the worst of the aches and bruising left behind by over zealous attentions. She hoped she could do the same now, her previous meanderings about what the Professor was like in the sack more than answered. Roughrider did not come into it. He was an animal unleashed. Not that she was complaining at the time, she wanted everything he had to give, and give it he did.
“Can you walk?” he asked, placing his hands under her shoulders to help her stand.
“How do I know? I’m not even on my feet yet.”
Severus scowled at her cheek, but held his tongue, still feeling remorse at causing her to be in so much pain.
Once on her feet Lucy was able, in a fashion, to make her way across the room with a supporting hand from Severus.
He tried not to smirk at her bandy legged efforts, but the corners of his lips twitched and she noticed.
“So glad you find me amusing.” She quipped sarcastically.
He allowed the grin to form as he lifted her into his arms. “There is no way you will manage the stairs.” He said as he carried her up the staircase and along the landing.
He carefully lowered her into the bath. “Are you sure about the potions?”
“Yeah, just let me soak a while and I’ll be fine.”
He gave her a nod and stepped over to the toilet. “I’m sorry but I need to pee, you might want to look elsewhere.”
“It’s not the first time I’ve seen someone taking a slash, stop being prudish.” She retorted.
“I am not prudish, I merely thought you… “
“Shut up and piddle.”
“I do not ‘piddle‘.” He grumbled.
While Severus showered, Lucy laid back and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the warm water and focussed on her aches and pains.
By the time Severus stepped from the cubicle. Lucy was feeling much better and complained again about being hungry.
Wrapped in a towel, he offered one hand to assist her from the tub, then draped the towel he held in his other hand about her shoulders. “I take it you have done whatever it is you do and are feeling recovered.”
“Better than I was, just a sting left.” She told him as she walked along the landing to her bedroom in search of some clothes.
With a smirk, Severus watched her retreating derriere and headed downstairs to retrieve his own clothes. He was dressed in his shirt and trousers and sitting at the kitchen table by the time Lucy came down, a fresh pot of tea on the table, the stale sandwiches in the bin, and two bowls of stew warmed up from the large pot he found in the larder. It seemed Hetty’s house elf had thought of them before they vacated the premises.
“Oh I needed that.” She said a little later, wiping her mouth on a napkin while Severus started on his second helping.
“It is rather tasty, your grandmother seems to have struck gold with the new elf.” He agreed.
“Severus.”
“Mmm?” He asked round a mouthful of dumpling.
“It’s starting again.”
“What is?” He looked up questioningly, then almost groaned when he saw her eyes darkening with desire. “Can’t you at least hang on until I’ve finished eating?” He whined, giving the stew a longing look.
“I want you now.” She hissed.
“Oh Gods.” He whispered, standing to go retrieve a bottle of his pepper up essence. If Severus ever fantasised about having a young, nubile witch so eager for his constant attentions, he was fast becoming disillusioned. His back and shoulders ached, his cock was sore, very sore, his knees hurt, and he honestly did not think even the condensed pepper up would help him gain another erection yet. As desirable as she was.
He gulped down some of the contents of the vial, breathing a sigh of relief when his fatigue drained away, leaving him feeling rejuvenated. Though it did nothing to ease the soreness of his member or the ache in his back.
“Lucy.” He gasped when she came up behind him and slid her arms round his waist. Her hand quickly moved down to his groin, caressing his member through the soft fabric of his trousers.
“Stop. Stop.” He commanded, grabbing her hands and turning to face her. “That… what you did in the bath, to heal yourself. I don’t suppose you could… things got more than a little harried during our last encounter and you are not the only one suffering the residual effects.” he told her, mortified at having to admit his discomfort.
“Tell me where.”
“My back. Ohh yes, right there.” He moaned, when her hands pressed on his lower back, willing the ache away.
“Anywhere else, or is that it?” She asked, wanting him to hurry and take her again.
“Much the same as yourself Mi… Lucy, if you would be so kind.” Severus closed his eyes, hoping she would understand what he was telling her without resorting to ridicule at his expense.
Not overly surprised at his discomfort, she lowered her hand, fingers carefully tracing the shape of the sizable appendage through his trousers. Lucy smiled and Severus winced when it twitched beneath her fingers, his pain and discomfort ignored by the blood now pumping into the eager member.
“It might be more effective if I could… touch it. Properly.” She suggested. Lucy was more than capable of soothing him through his trousers, but she figured he was removing them in a minute anyway, so why not take the opportunity to have a good look at what she surmised, must be one hell of a sizable tool.
He scowled down at her, then released the breath he’d been holding as she caressed him. “Fine.” He almost spat, unfastening his belt and the top button of his trousers.
The scowl disappeared when Lucy went down on her knees, gently removing his hands and resuming the task of unfastening the small row of buttons.
Parting the cloth, she pulled at the waistband of his underpants, her eyes widening at the size of the semi-hard penis in front of her. “Bloody hell.” She whispered, stroking a finger down it’s length, tilting her head to fully appreciate the girth of what had recently been inside her. “It’s enormous.”
It was not the first time Severus had heard that remark, but his chest still swelled slightly, though he kept his face schooled to one of cool indifference.
Carefully peeling back the foreskin, and feeling him flinch, she discovered the head was indeed sore and angry looking. It also smelled extremely male and was still swelling even as she watched. Unable to resist when a small bead of moisture appeared from the tip, she willed her tongue to be the object of healing and lapped at the droplet.
Severus actually jumped when her tongue darted out and tasted him, he looked down in time to see her start to run that so soothing muscle around the head, every circuit of her supple tongue easing the tender, delicate skin. His mind told him he should stop her from going any further, that all she need do was to touch and heal with her hand, but his cock said otherwise, draining blood from his brain and arresting his thought process. He was so hard now it caused a new pain, a pain unrelated to their previous encounter. “Lucy, you do not have to do this. It’s not nec… Oh Circe.”
Lucy ran her tongue from tip to base, back to the tip and along the opposite side. She continued until his organ glistened and opened her mouth wide, encompassing the head in her mouth, lips squeezing firmly, tongue flicking at the underside as she suckled.
His hands flew to her head, originally to stop her, pull her away while he still could, instead his fingers burrowed in her hair, applying gentle, but firm pressure against her scalp, wanting, needing, hoping she would continue.
All resistance gone, he moaned his appreciation quite loudly as Lucy drew as much of him as could into her mouth. Even when he touched the back of her throat he was not fully immersed and she had to use a hand to work the part of him she could not manage. She applied a gentle twist of hand and mouth in contrary directions, knowing he was appreciative by the way he bucked into her mouth.
Severus had died and gone to heaven. He knew it and didn‘t care. There was no way on the Gods green… ’Oh’ …earth that this wonderful, wonderful young witch was… ’Ah! Ah!’ …performing felatio on him of all people. It was just not possible she was willingly… ‘Urgh’ …taking him into the back of her throat… ‘Oh shite’ …And that twisting, turning thing she was doing with… “Fuck!” He exclaimed loudly. …her hand and mouth.
Lucy used her other hand to caress his sac, adeptly fondling, rolling, and tugging at the heavy pouch, Letting go she placed two fingers in her mouth next to his engorged member, then moved back to fondling his balls.
Now reasonably adroit at what she was about to do, Lucy worked her hand further between his bum cheeks, gave him an extra hard suck and pressed a digit through his tight anal muscle before he could protest.
Before he was able to fully comprehend what she had done, Lucy found the small swelling that was his prostate and nudged it several times, not ceasing her mouth actions and adding a second finger.
Severus let out a long, deep moan, the sucking, laving, and caressing, along with constant taps and nudges on his prostate sent him flying past the edge of reason. His fingers tightened in her hair, digging into her scalp, holding her tight to his stomach, pushing as far as he could into her throat as he erupted, come jetting down her throat, her reflexive swallowing round the head of his cock making him jerk and shudder. He hunched over her, knees buckled, his weight resting squarely on her head. And felt the familiar, but dreaded burn in his left forearm.
TBC
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