"I'll take you back to our room and warm your arse." Lucifer didn't forget how she behaved on the train either, it's like she was eating Pumpkin Pasties for the 1st time.
Even though, he bought it for her last year.
Hermione's face flared red.
"I won't make you cry. It'll just be enough to remind you to think about the change I'm asking you to make. Does that sound scary?"
She shook her head. "Not the spanking part."
"But the changing part?"
"Yes."
"We'll talk about that in bit. Please eat your breakfast. You need your strength."
Hermione ate her food but tasted very little of it. She wasn't scared so much as apprehensive.
Breakfast went by in a blur.
Her eyes kept searching his face, hoping for some kind of reassurance.
His expression stayed pretty blank.
Lucifer ate everything she'd made then poured himself another cup of coffee and waited for her to finish.
He checked the clock, "Just a half hour or so before going in our dorms. So, are you ready?"
She set her spoon in her mostly-empty bowl. "Yes."
He rose and waited for her to join him.
They made their way to the bedroom in silence.
Lucifer's silence was thoughtful, but he could tell hers was more tense. "I'm just going to have you put your hands on the bed. I don't want you bending over my lap and being sick all over the place."
Hermione nodded and began to undo her sash.
"Hold on," he said, touching her hand to stop her. "First you look me in the eye and say what you're supposed to."
Looking him in the eye while he shagged her was vastly different than when asking for a spanking.
She suddenly felt guilty for keeping their room so clean.
And she was slightly embarrassed that he was preparing to punish her yet again . . . like a naughty little girl. 'How can I love something but be so freaked out by it?'
After another deep breath, she forced herself to get it over with. "I've been bad again, sir. I'm too obsessive about cleaning and it's unhealthy. Please spank my bare bottom and turn it red so I remember this all day."
Lucifer gave her a small smile. "That was lovely, Hermione." He touched her cheek. "Except you haven't been bad. Bad is when you do something you know is wrong. You've done everything I've asked. You are not bad. Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then take off your robe and bend over, hands on the bed."
Hermione did as he asked, baring her body for him.
The room felt too cold, but she tried to ignore the gooseflesh prickling her skin.
He stood to her side and rubbed his hand over her bum.
'Slap!'
He kept the swats slow and easy.
He really did just want her warm from this.
Her cheeks turned a nice shade of pink, and he stopped when they were evenly colored.
Swiping his hand over the curve of her backside, he wiped away some of the sting. "I know the thought of change worries you. You're clinging to the things that bring some much needed order to a world full of chaos. It's a coping mechanism. You don't want any surprises here. You want things to be just as you left them. But perfection is not only impossible, it can be unhealthy. The world will not crumble because you didn't fold your knickers into perfect thirds or because the juice glasses aren't five centimeters from the edge of the cabinet. It might make you feel temporarily better to fix those things, but you're just covering up for the stress you feel every day. It's like putting a plaster over a cut and then ripping it off and causing just as much damage. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes, sir."
"I knew you would."
Lucifer started the next round, turning the pink wash to a nice magenta.
She didn't kick or complain, but he could tell by the curl and arch of her back that she was getting uncomfortable.
Pausing again, he softly stroked her bum and let his fingers brush her pussy.
"I understand your fears. But the only constant in this world is change. It is inevitable. You don't have to force it, and I won't make you. It will come naturally. You'll learn to let go the more you learn to trust yourself. The world is only in chaos if you're fighting its natural ebb and flow. I know what it's like to swim against the current for too long. No matter how much you struggle, nature will prevail. In the end you can either go along for the ride or claw your way toward the past. Do you want to change, Hermione?"
"Yes, sir."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want life to be a struggle."
He smiled. "That was a good answer. Are you going to write to your therapist today?"
"Yes, sir."
Lucifer's fingers slid through her folds, spreading around her juice. "Just a little more spanking, and then I'll get this pretty pussy ready for breakfast."
Hermione closed her eyes as he began slapping her bum again.
Her skin was tingling and warm. It was nice.
And she certainly felt better about what he was asking.
He wasn't demanding she upend her room and leave it in shambles. He just wanted her to let go of her rigid rules a little.
That would be a relief. She didn't want to be a slave to her neurosis.
When her rump started to go red, Lucifer stopped and dropped to one knee, sliding his fingers through her excitement. "Tell me you're going to do your best to relax your organization, Hermione."
"I will relax my unhealthy organization, sir!"
"Good girl." His fingers eased inside her, curling into her creamy canal. "I meant it about being here to help you. If you get the urge to color-code your fruit, or what have you, just tell me. I'll do my best. That might not always be good enough, but at least you won't have to deal with it by yourself."
His thumb found her clit, and Hermione moaned as he deftly played her pussy.
Her legs were starting to shake.
"Thank you, sir."
Lucifer smiled. "You're welcome. Start by letting go right now. Listen to your body."
She could hear it loud and clear. His thumb ticked a little faster, and her knees buckled to the bed as she started to climax. "Ahhhh!"
"I know," he murmured, staying right with her.
When her muscles stopped twitching, he pulled his fingers free and licked them clean. "Are you ready for your day now?
"Yes, Daddy," she panted, grinning at the bedspread.
"We're not done here yet."
"We're not?"
He stood and patted her glowing bum. "Stand up and turn around."
Hermione faced him, and he cupped his hands around her face, raking them back into her hair.
His lips touched her forehead, and she closed her eyes at the gentle peace of the moment.
She slid her arms around him and hugged him.
Lucifer felt that dangerous twinge in his heart again but ignored it and wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his chest.
One of her hands sneaked down to the front of his trousers and palmed his dick through his clothes.
He nudged her hand away, "No."
She looked up at him.
"It's nearly time for Thomas to wake up, and gave his morning shout. We don't have time right now."
"I can work fast."
Lucifer smiled and kissed her head again. "That is very tempting, and you are very sweet; but I'd rather wait. I'll see you in the late evening soon, and you can show me what I'm missing then, all right?"
"Are you sure? I'd really like to see your dick again before you go."
Now, he laughed roundly. "I'll let you see it again, but you can't touch."
Hermione grinned as he slid down his zip, then pulling his boxers below his limp prick.
She liked how sleepy soft it looked, "Is it all right if I kiss him goodbye?"
Lucifer was torn between laughing and groaning. He caught her face in one hand and made her meet his gaze.
Her eyes were dark with lust. She wasn't trying to tease him.
She honestly wanted him. Her eager hunger made his cock jump. "Very well. One kiss and then I have to go."
Hermione grinned and sank down on her knees before him, pulling his shorts and trousers below his hips so she could get a good look.
If she only got one kiss, she was going to make it a memorable one.
Lucifer kept his eyes locked on her, watching as she neared his limp sex.
Her affection for his manhood no matter the circumstances was both flattering and endearing.
Her lips pressed to his head, and his eyelids sank lower, relaxing into her warmth.
He felt her tongue move out, and he hissed as he started to fill.
'Damn it!'
She didn't just give him a parting peck; she was snogging the hell out of his wand like a reuniting lover.
'Bloody hell.' Her tongue swirled around him, taking him deeper into her mouth.
He glanced at her clock.
"No," he said firmly, pushing her back. "I'm going to be late. We can't let others know, you also have to go back to your dorm!"
Hermione bit her lip and looked down. She was hoping he wouldn't be able to withstand her feminine wiles.
"Come up here and give me a real kiss," Lucifer murmured, seeing her sad look, "We'll pick this up after breakfast at the Great Hall. You know what cupboard I'm talking about, right?"
She stood, searching his eyes for how he really felt.
He must not have been upset with her little trick, because he pulled her to him and pressed his lips to hers.
His tongue wandered into her mouth.
She kissed him back, hoping to start his day off as well as he'd started hers.
Lucifer kissed her until she felt relaxed and fluid in his arms.
Pulling back, he smirked down at her, "Let's move out, and lock the room."
"Are you really going to the room with your dick in this state? I can help, and make it a whol-..."
Lucifer was out, before the girl was able to change his mind, and ruin his plans of one day rest.
"I hope you weren't joking about the cupboard! Otherwise, I won't let you sleep after that!" Hermione shouted back at his disappearing figure, with a grin plastered on her face.
She was actually thinking about sneaking into his bed after eating at Great Hall, and pretend to be a sloth with his prick inside her mouth, for rest of the day.
He can bloody rest, and she would be able to suck on his prick just fine, under the blanket.
'We are a couple anyway, so I don't think it's going to be a problem....'
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