Day 22 - Quill [Hermione/Ron]
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Quill
Characters or Pairing: Hermione/Ron
Word Count: 1052 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #22 - Sex toy
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Ron and Hermione had a lot of fun celebrating the Gryffindor victory, but since they had other interests besides dancing and chatting with their friends, they decided to leave the party early.
“Hermione,” Ron moaned as they kissed in the middle of the hallway.
“We should find somewhere private,” she told him, pulling him away from the party. Before they found a perfect location they often stopped to kiss and rub up against each other, barely able to part. In the end they entered the Arithmancy classroom.
Hermione moaned when she felt his hands caress her breasts, eagerly trying to find their way under her shirt. She wanted him, really bad, but felt as if they should try and take it slowly. “Can we do something else tonight?” she asked, not sure how he would react.
He stared at her, looking as if he wanted to protest, only to smile instead. “I have something I want to show you,” he said, looking for something in the room. After a few seconds searching he came back with a quill. It was an ordinary quill.
“An old quill?” she didn’t try to hide her confusion as she kept her eyes on the feather, not certain what Ron planned to do. His smile didn't falter, and instead of telling her what would happen, he pulled out his wand and cast a rather complicated spell, twirling his wand in the air before pointing it at the quill. She watched, mesmerized by the transformation as the quill changed into something which made her blush slightly, a purple dildo. She wanted to ask where he’d learned that kind of magic, but was uncertain if she wanted to know the answer, so instead she kept her mouth shut and watched him.
He asked for her permission, probably expecting her to say no, to laugh at him for his dirty mind, but instead she smiled and nodded. She was a little embarrassed by what they planned to do, as they were both still new to discovering their sexual side.
The good thing about the dildo was strangely warm, not making her want to pull away as she first imagine she would. Rom placed it between her legs, using his free hand to pull her underwear to the side, letting his fingers glide across the wet skin between her legs, making her shudder with passion. As she saw the dildo in his hand she didn’t think it was really large, the size abruptly the same as his own, which was a lot thicker and bigger than she first imagined it would be. As it slid between her legs, pushing against her entrance, she couldn’t help wondering if it might be too large, as it was slightly uncomfortable. The strange feeling soon passed as he pulled it out again, the textured object rubbing against her sensitive walls, teasing, making her shiver against his touch.
“Do you like this?” he asked, sounding slightly unsure about what he was doing.
“It feels nice,” she admitted, having to hold onto him as the dildo moved back in. The object soon felt like a natural part of them, its rubbery texture warm, tingling its way up and down the cave between her legs, making her moan against Ron’s chest as she needed him in order to stand.
“I don’t know how long I will last,” she gasped as the object tingled inside her, almost as it had thousands tiny soft fingers which caressed her. It was magical, she told herself, as if it explained all the strange things it did.
“Don’t hold back,” he whispered next to her ear, kissing the soft skin down her neck. She wouldn’t, and couldn’t, because it did things she’d never felt before, things which sent her towards her orgasm much faster than first believed it would. “Hermione, you’re the sexiest girl I know of,” Ron admitted. As if his words were the single last thing she needed in order to come, she screamed as the pleasure took over her body, as her legs trembled under her. She held on tighter, her body shaking, her voice raspy as her orgasm pleasure swallowed her.
When most of her orgasm passed she found herself still clinging to Ron, his arms running up and down her back, comforting her as her body returned to normal. “That was amazing,” Hermione whispered. “Not that our previous sexual times weren’t great as well,” she quickly added, in case he thought she enjoyed the dildo in front of him.
“I love you,” he told her.
He turned the dildo back to its former form, looking at it strangely before pushing it down his pocket. “I don’t think I would feel comfortable putting this back,” he said. Hermione blushed as she thought of someone using the quill after they played with it.
Loving that he was able to think by himself, she leaned in and kissed him, looking forward to the next time they would do something similar. “Maybe we should return to the party, so you can celebrate your victory, and have some fun, before the exams.” He groaned slightly as she mentioned the exams. “Don’t worry; you’re skilled enough to pass them all, even if barely.”
“Thanks for the encouragement,” he said in a sarcastic voice.
“What, do you want me to tell you that you’ll get top grade in everything, and that you can’t do anything wrong? I know you’ll do well for, some better than others, but you will make me proud, you already have.” They kissed, the passion between stronger than earlier.
Once they were certain they looked partly normal, the two left the classroom, stopping as they noticed someone was outside.
Luna was watching them, a soft smile spread across her face, looking as if she knew what they had done. Hermione regretted forgetting to cast a silencing spell on the room, not that such spells worked on classrooms, but it couldn’t hurt.
“Don’t mind me,” she said as she smiled and skipped away, as if she didn’t know what they did in the classroom. Ron and Hermione stared at each other, shocked at first, but then laughing and giggling when they realised just how embarrassing the situation was, luckily Luna was not someone who would tell the whole school about their shenanigans.
Characters or Pairing: Hermione/Ron
Word Count: 1052 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #22 - Sex toy
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Ron and Hermione had a lot of fun celebrating the Gryffindor victory, but since they had other interests besides dancing and chatting with their friends, they decided to leave the party early.
“Hermione,” Ron moaned as they kissed in the middle of the hallway.
“We should find somewhere private,” she told him, pulling him away from the party. Before they found a perfect location they often stopped to kiss and rub up against each other, barely able to part. In the end they entered the Arithmancy classroom.
Hermione moaned when she felt his hands caress her breasts, eagerly trying to find their way under her shirt. She wanted him, really bad, but felt as if they should try and take it slowly. “Can we do something else tonight?” she asked, not sure how he would react.
He stared at her, looking as if he wanted to protest, only to smile instead. “I have something I want to show you,” he said, looking for something in the room. After a few seconds searching he came back with a quill. It was an ordinary quill.
“An old quill?” she didn’t try to hide her confusion as she kept her eyes on the feather, not certain what Ron planned to do. His smile didn't falter, and instead of telling her what would happen, he pulled out his wand and cast a rather complicated spell, twirling his wand in the air before pointing it at the quill. She watched, mesmerized by the transformation as the quill changed into something which made her blush slightly, a purple dildo. She wanted to ask where he’d learned that kind of magic, but was uncertain if she wanted to know the answer, so instead she kept her mouth shut and watched him.
He asked for her permission, probably expecting her to say no, to laugh at him for his dirty mind, but instead she smiled and nodded. She was a little embarrassed by what they planned to do, as they were both still new to discovering their sexual side.
The good thing about the dildo was strangely warm, not making her want to pull away as she first imagine she would. Rom placed it between her legs, using his free hand to pull her underwear to the side, letting his fingers glide across the wet skin between her legs, making her shudder with passion. As she saw the dildo in his hand she didn’t think it was really large, the size abruptly the same as his own, which was a lot thicker and bigger than she first imagined it would be. As it slid between her legs, pushing against her entrance, she couldn’t help wondering if it might be too large, as it was slightly uncomfortable. The strange feeling soon passed as he pulled it out again, the textured object rubbing against her sensitive walls, teasing, making her shiver against his touch.
“Do you like this?” he asked, sounding slightly unsure about what he was doing.
“It feels nice,” she admitted, having to hold onto him as the dildo moved back in. The object soon felt like a natural part of them, its rubbery texture warm, tingling its way up and down the cave between her legs, making her moan against Ron’s chest as she needed him in order to stand.
“I don’t know how long I will last,” she gasped as the object tingled inside her, almost as it had thousands tiny soft fingers which caressed her. It was magical, she told herself, as if it explained all the strange things it did.
“Don’t hold back,” he whispered next to her ear, kissing the soft skin down her neck. She wouldn’t, and couldn’t, because it did things she’d never felt before, things which sent her towards her orgasm much faster than first believed it would. “Hermione, you’re the sexiest girl I know of,” Ron admitted. As if his words were the single last thing she needed in order to come, she screamed as the pleasure took over her body, as her legs trembled under her. She held on tighter, her body shaking, her voice raspy as her orgasm pleasure swallowed her.
When most of her orgasm passed she found herself still clinging to Ron, his arms running up and down her back, comforting her as her body returned to normal. “That was amazing,” Hermione whispered. “Not that our previous sexual times weren’t great as well,” she quickly added, in case he thought she enjoyed the dildo in front of him.
“I love you,” he told her.
He turned the dildo back to its former form, looking at it strangely before pushing it down his pocket. “I don’t think I would feel comfortable putting this back,” he said. Hermione blushed as she thought of someone using the quill after they played with it.
Loving that he was able to think by himself, she leaned in and kissed him, looking forward to the next time they would do something similar. “Maybe we should return to the party, so you can celebrate your victory, and have some fun, before the exams.” He groaned slightly as she mentioned the exams. “Don’t worry; you’re skilled enough to pass them all, even if barely.”
“Thanks for the encouragement,” he said in a sarcastic voice.
“What, do you want me to tell you that you’ll get top grade in everything, and that you can’t do anything wrong? I know you’ll do well for, some better than others, but you will make me proud, you already have.” They kissed, the passion between stronger than earlier.
Once they were certain they looked partly normal, the two left the classroom, stopping as they noticed someone was outside.
Luna was watching them, a soft smile spread across her face, looking as if she knew what they had done. Hermione regretted forgetting to cast a silencing spell on the room, not that such spells worked on classrooms, but it couldn’t hurt.
“Don’t mind me,” she said as she smiled and skipped away, as if she didn’t know what they did in the classroom. Ron and Hermione stared at each other, shocked at first, but then laughing and giggling when they realised just how embarrassing the situation was, luckily Luna was not someone who would tell the whole school about their shenanigans.
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