Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

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 Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)

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Hermione had the headboard in a death grip.

Thap! Thap! Thap!

Lucifer was kneeling behind her, his hands pulling her back onto his dick over and over.

This was their sixth position of the day. He hadn't come again since that morning, but she was already on her third earth-shattering orgasm.

Hermione was starting to wonder if he'd taken something to last so long.

Her teeth gritted as he picked up speed.

He was pumping into her front wall as if drilling for oil.

The bed was going to be drenched by the time they went to sleep that night. "Mmmm!"

"Relax into it, pet."

Her exhale stuttered out. That swirling balloon of tension inside her was about to pop.

Lucifer smiled as her thighs started to shake. They'd have to take a break soon or she was going to cramp up.

He closed his eyes and listened to the liquid song of her approaching climax.

"I know you're there, pet," he rasped. "Come for me. Soak the sheets."

"UUUuuunnnh!" The release exploded from her, leaving her keening and shaking.

"That's it," Lucifer purred. His balls had pulled dangerously high with that one. He'd have to come next time.

Hermione's head was spinning. “God, what day is it?....I think I need to lie down," she panted.

"You read my mind," he replied with a sly grin.

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Hermione now collapsed on the bed in a daze, completely knackered.

Lucifer was in the kitchen making them something to eat. That was good.

She didn't think she could walk.

Hopefully he would feed her too.

Using her arms seemed out of the question; it’d be like trying to eat in an earthquake.

Lucifer came back with their food and smirked at her nudity sprawled across the bed.

"Here's your sandwich." He set the plate on the bed. "I'll get your juice."

Hermione smiled at him, watching his naked arse as he left. She looked at the sandwich and crisps he'd brought her.

'This is so sweet. Shagging me eight ways to Sunday and then serving me food. What a gentleman.'

He brought her a glass of juice then went to the other side of the bed and sat back against the headboard with a stiff groan.

That headboard could sure take a beating; she'd almost ripped it from its moorings an hour ago.

He gave her a mildly amused look as he took a bite of his sandwich.

"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked, nodding at her plate.

"I can't move."

Lucifer smirked and set down his food. Leaning over, he grazed his fingers over her forearm and then shifted about until he had his arm wrapped around her ribcage.

Hermione squeaked as he dragged her up the bed and sat her next to him, propping her up against the pillows. "What are you doing?!"

He set her plate next to her then resumed his own prior seating arrangement. "Helping you."

"I'm too tired to eat."

"No, you're not. Here." He tore off a bit of her sandwich and brought it to her lips. "You'll need your strength. We haven't even gotten to the woman-on-top positions in that book.”

She looked at him as if he had gone mad. "You can't be serious. I'll need a day just to recover from what we've done so far!”

Lucifer shook his head. “I brought some Rejuvenating Elixir from Hogsmeade. I thought I might need it at some point, but I can share.”

While her mouth was conveniently hanging open, he tipped the bite of sandwich inside.

“Isn't your dick getting raw?!”

He laughed. "No. Is your pussy?"

She reached between her legs to test it. "My pussy's okay, but the rest of my body is worn out."

He fed her another bite. "I'll rub you down first."

"What part of me are you going to rub first?" Hermione asked with a wicked smirk.

Lucifer snorted into his sandwich. "I'll start at your extremities and work my way in."

"In?" she asked, smiling hopefully.

He grinned back. "Every inch that I can reach.”

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“Oh God," Hermione groaned as he pressed into the center of her left buttock.

Her arms and legs felt like jelly. Her back was a wet noodle.

He'd greased her in coconut oil as if he were getting ready to roast her.

His hands plied her bum, sliding over the hills of her arse like an Olympic skier.

Lucifer worked the tension out of her muscles then gave her left cheek a light smack.

Bam!

He couldn't take his eyes off the shining mounds of her backside.

Sinking his fingers into her juicy flesh, he made her arse jiggle as he loosened up her hips. 

'Yeeeeees.' If he were a less restrained man, Lucifer would have been pressing his cock between those cheeks and bouncing off of her like a trampoline. 

Hermione moaned as he carefully grazed his finger along her crack.

He brushed over her anus again and again, making her stomach flip. She arched her back for him. "Mm!"

Smiling, he held her open with one hand to gaze on her puckered star.

One finger tickled her backdoor, straying to her perineum for some bonus work.

She was moaning and writhing on the bed, her back muscles flexing and twitching in anticipation.

"Please, sir!"

He smirked. That sir had returned awfully quickly. "Yes, pet?"

"Haven't I been a good girl?!”

Lucifer chuckled silently above her. "You've been a very good girl. Is there something you’d like to ask me to do?"

Hermione only hesitated a split second.

It was still embarrassing to say out loud, but she was too far gone to let that slow her down.

At least he couldn't see how red her face was getting. "Please, sir. I've been a very good girl. Please finger my bottom!”

His cock, which was resting heavily against the back of her leg, twitched in approval.

"This little bottom?" he purred, wiggling his fingertip right at the threshold of her backdoor. 

Hermione growled into the bed as her pussy suddenly sprang a new leak. "Yes, sir. Please!"

She was bearing down so hard he sank into the first knuckle without trying.

Lucifer jiggled his hand slightly, helping her muscles let go. She relaxed until his entire finger had been swallowed by that black hole.

Staying still, he let her adjust to the stretch.

Her sphincter was gripping and jumping around the intruder, which drew his thoughts toward fancies of buggery.

She was nearly ready for that, Lucifer could even dream it.

When he wiggled his finger inside her, she moaned and arched her back for more. "Do you like that, pet?"

Did she like it? Did Hagrid like illegal pets? Did McGonagall like tartan cloaks? Of course she liked it.

"Yes, sir!"

“I know you can take another finger.....But, what about in the current situation?”

“You won't hurt me, will you?” she whispered.

"I'll be extra careful," Lucifer promised.

"Okay."

He gently pulled out then pressed his greased index and middle finger to her hole.

He sank in about halfway before her muscles resisted. "Only a little bit more," he crooned.

"Rest until you relax then bear down when you're ready for more."

Hermione took some deep breaths, telling her body to let go.

He hadn't hurt her at all, and she was starting to prefer his fingers to her own back there.

She could focus on breathing and staying loose while he did all the work. 

When her muscles bore down, Lucifer pressed lightly, sinking a little further into her heat.

Her body quivered a few times then she relaxed again, and his fingers plunged into the hilt.

"Good girl," he smiled, stroking her back with his other hand. "I'm not going to move. I'll stay right here until your muscles let go."

Hermione sighed and dropped her face to the bed. It was a weird combination of discomfort and pleasure.

But the longer he stayed there, the more the discomfort faded.

After a few minutes, she just felt full.

Stretched and full. His fingertips wiggled inside her, and she moaned happily. 

"Haah... Uugh.. Aaah..."

"Let's put in your plug while I finish your massage," he said softly. 

She nodded. “What about doing three fingers instead? I really wan-”

“I don't think you're ready for my 3 fingers yet." 

'But you will be soon.'

Lucifer had to concentrate, wandlessly summoning her plug from the bedside table.

The drawer slid open, and he caught the plug in his left hand. Keeping his fingers inside her, he swirled the plug through the coconut oil.

He found it a good choice, enjoying the soft slip. Her oil didn't have any scent or flavor.

Lucifer could get it all over her without gagging when he licked it off.

That would come in handy one day.

Hermione breathed deeply as he eased the plug up to her hole then pulled out his fingers.

The plug slid in with no effort, sinking right into place as if it were made to fit her. 

Lucifer muttered a cleansing spell on his hands then climbed off the backs of her legs so he could roll her over.

Gripping her hips, he turned her onto her back, smirking at the doped expression on her face. "Now, let's see if we can get all the knots out of your pussy.”

Hermione smiled. "I don't have any knots in my pussy."

He started on the joints of her pelvis. "We'll see about that."

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