Hermione gasped when she felt his lips touch her sizzling flesh, his tongue licking a wet path over her swollen bum.
When he blew across it, her stomach clenched, and goosebumps prickled up her back.
His warm body pressed along her leg, and she peeked back to see him resting his face against her red cheek.
Rolling his lips against her bum, Lucifer spread her wide and ran his finger over her rosebud.
Her whimper was muffled by her arm, but it was clear how much she wanted it.
He opened the jar and applied some lube to his finger then made her portal shine.
She wiggled under him, opening her legs further when his digit dipped inside.
He spread the slick gel into her depths, listening to her chorus of moans.
How quickly she switched from agony to abandon.
Two fingers slipped inside her bum, and Hermione took them happily.
He worked them in and out a few times before adding a third. It was too much.
She tensed, and he stopped pushing.
"I'm in about halfway, pet. You don't have much more to take." Lucifer kissed her seared seat, making her shiver. "Bear down a little."
Hermione pushed against his fingers, and he slid in a little deeper.
A cord of tension snaked down her back, and she rolled her neck, trying to unknot it.
'Relax. You've been here before, Hermione'.
She let go a little, and he went a fraction deeper.
It stretched and burned, but it didn't really hurt; she let him in further.
After five minutes of her clenching and unclenching, Lucifer decided to talk his way in. "You're doing very well, pet. Just a bit more. Would you like to try moving?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Tell me if it hurts." Lucifer slowly pulled back out and then eased in again.
He continued until her back relaxed and she didn't look as though she were ready to spring to the ceiling at the least little twinge.
"I'm going to add some more lube," he purred, kissing her bum.
Hermione sighed, waiting patiently for him to re-wet his fingers.
Slippery digits probed her backdoor, and she invited them in.
"Have you been thinking about me fucking your arse, love?"
"Gods, yes," she breathed into the bedspread. "Every day."
Smirking, he kept his movements slow and gentle. "That's my girl. Tell me what you think about."
Hermione moaned and swallowed hard.
Her mouth was getting dry from panting so much. "I've been imagining you buggering me over your desk while I touch my clit."
He'd been using his free hand to hold her open, but at her suggestion, Lucifer slid around her hip and found her hard little button. "Like that?"
The moan was answer enough, but she rasped out, "Yes, sir."
Her legs spread wider, hips writhing against the pillows.
"Don't come yet, Hermione."
"Yes, sir."
His fingers were almost completely inside her.
Changing his rhythm to match her bucking, he worked a little deeper each time her bum came back toward his hand.
The finger on her clit stayed still, but he let her grind against it with each tiny thrust.
"The first time we do it, I'll put you on your side. I'll get behind you, and it'll be nice and slow," he murmured against her bum.
"I'll be able to touch every inch of you, and I'll make you come until you beg me to stop."
"Oh gods," she groaned.
Lucifer held his hand still and wiggled his fingers inside her. "I'm in all the way, pet. You may come if you like."
Her head lifted. "Really? All the way in?"
"I never lie." He let his pinky fall to tease her pussy. "I'll stay here until you relax then we'll try moving a bit more."
"I'll wait."
"For what?"
"Till you do it harder. I want to imagine you really inside me while I come."
Lucifer growled softly, his lips pressing into her backside. Keeping his fingers deep, he started to thrust.
"Yessss," she hissed. "Thank you, sir."
He didn't say anything, just pushed deeper until her hips dipped with each thrust.
His pinky teased her inner labia, and Hermione couldn't stop her hips from moving faster.
Her clit grazed his waiting finger each time she rocked forward.
She was careening toward a three-way collision. "Please, sir, I need more."
"Harder or faster?"
"Both."
He obliged. She countered his thrusts, backing onto his fingers and then mashing her slick nub against his other hand.
Lucifer watched, amused and aroused, as she rode out her pleasure.
"Oh God, I'm gonna come," she moaned after a few minutes. "Please!"
His fingers went in as far as they could, and he shook them inside her, forcing her clit against his other hand.
Hermione shouted a hoarse cry of surprise as her orgasm ripped through her.
A small trickle of fluid leaked from her sex as her muscles convulsed. Her mind went numb.
Leaving his fingers inside her, Lucifer watched her twitch and shake as she came down.
He'd have to remember to get the mirror when he took her arse so he could watch her face the whole time.
Hermione wiped her forehead on the bed. "Sweet fucking Circe, that was so good," she panted.
"Don't call me Circe," he muttered.
Hermione smiled. "Master, is it okay if I suck you now?"
He picked up his head, watching her back rise and fall as she fought for breath.
"That sounds acceptable." Probably necessary, he thought, looking down at his half-hard dick.
"Any particular reason why you're so keen to have my cock in your mouth all the sudden?"
"I just want to suck you, sir," she said evasively.
"You're not planning any new surprise techniques, are you? I want to fuck your greedy little pussy again, so you'd better tell me now if you're planning another trick like you did before. If you make me come in your mouth, I won't be happy."
'I never thought I'd hear myself say that.'
She turned her head and looked back at him. Her expression was delightfully troubling.
"Don't put that lube away," she replied with a grin.
His tongue ran along the inside of his cheek as he held back a smile.
It was good that she'd warned him.
He'd have to be careful.
She was damn brave; the Sorting Hat had made the right choice.
He'd never had a woman volunteer to finger his arse. Some had done it on request but not with the same degree of glee.
"All right, just remember what I said."
Nodding her head in enthusiastic agreement, Hermione planned her attack.
He pulled his fingers out of her arse, and she sighed. It was a relief to be empty again, but she also missed it.
"Wait," he muttered. "Let me put in your plug."
"Master, I took three fingers. When can we do it?"
Shaking his head, he marveled at her excited impatience.
She sounded like a deranged five-year-old asking when they would get to go to the zoo.
"I said when you take three fingers easily. Maybe next time."
Smiling into her arm, Hermione felt him apply more lube than the cold metal of her plug pressed against her anus.
'Next time.' The metal stretched her, and she sighed with contentment when it settled into place.
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