"Come for me, Samael. I like to watch you."
"Tell me what you'd like to do to me, Granger."
"Your cock looks like it would taste good."
He smiled. "That's what you've thought about?"
"I'd lick you all over and then suck your balls till you begged me to put it in my mouth."
"I'm going to come."
"Good. I could finger you if it makes you come harder."
"Granger!" Samael came all over his own hand.
She smiled wider the messier he got.
His balls finally sank back down to normal as the jolts stopped rolling though him.
"You're really sexy when you come."
"You say that to Lucifer all the time," he panted.
"Shut up!"
Samael for a second felt like she was using him to make her naughty fantasies about Lucifer come true....
"You are not using me to get more Lucifer time, right?"
"Shut up!"
"Amenadiel will surely be visiting soon. I can introduce you if you like."
"I'm going to tell Lucifer you said that."
He laughed. "You might want to reconsider that. You don't want to give him any bright ideas."
"He wouldn't," she said firmly.
"Don't be so sure," he said, smirking softly. "I've seen some things you don't know about. It's not as unbelievable as you might think."
"Stop. You're freaking me out."
"Okay. I'll stop." He cleaned his hand non-verbally, "You ready for the cream."
"What? Again?"
He stopped for a second, studying her. "I meant the cream from Lucifer, you pervert."
Her face flamed bright red. "Oh ... yes. Right. Okay."
Samael snickered. "Get over the end of the bed or get your arse in the air."
Hermione rolled over so he couldn't see her blushing anymore and propped her bum in the air.
"Nice, Granger."
"Be careful, it hurts," she mumbled into his bed.
"I can see that. I won't hurt you, I promise."
She sighed as the cool lotion cut though some of the heat in her bum.
It quickly became not cool, but at least someone was rubbing out the sting.
Sitting in class the next day was going to be a literal pain in the arse.
"Your bum looks terrible," he observed.
"Thanks a lot."
He smiled. "Don't get me wrong, it looks great, just painful."
"It is."
"I could get you something that would dull the pain so you could sit tomorrow."
"No!"
"You're such a masochist, Granger."
"Maybe I am, but I earned it, and it reminds me of being with Lucifer."
"Pain reminds you of Lucifer. That sounds real healthy," he said, rubbing more cream on her marks.
He could see the gleam between her legs.
He wanted to shove his fingers inside her . . . or something else.
"It may sound bad, but it makes me happy."
"Has he admitted he's in love with you yet?"
"No. Because he's not. I'm not even sure he even thinks of me as his girlfriend."
He shook his head. "Don't be thick."
"I'm not!"
"Don't worry. He's just as thick as you. You two go great together."
"I told you, Lucifer thinks we're just shagging. Stop trying to make it something more. I don't want to feel disappointed...."
"Fine, but I'm still right."
She rolled her eyes. "Are you done with me?" She didn't want to talk about it anymore.
His argument was moot.
"Yeah. Are you going to sleep?"
She nodded and started to get off the bed. "I'm pretty tired."
"Okay. See you whenever, Granger."
He watched her striped bum walk toward the bathroom.
"Sweet dreams." He hoped he'd dream of her arse.
Hermione went and brushed her teeth, trying to get the remaining taste of soap out of her mouth.
She didn't want to think about what Samael kept saying, but that just made the thoughts more persistent.
When she was lying in her bed, she tossed and turned, staring out into the darkness.
Sleeping on her back would be impossible for a few days.
Flipping onto her stomach, she buried her face in the pillow and growled.
She liked sleeping in Lucifer's bed . . . with him. Her room was too quiet.
Was this what her life was going to be like now, constantly wishing she was with him whenever they were apart?
How would she get anything accomplished?
Samael was just making her mental.
He didn't know what was going on between her and Lucifer.
They we're fine just the way they were. Hermione didn't need him to be in love, right?
They were happy, and that was all that mattered.
Was Lucifer happy? He seemed happier.
She'd ask him some day.
If he was happy with the way things were, then Samael could get stuffed.
It was their relationship; they could do things however they chose.
Everybody else could like it or lump it.
Hermione forced her eyes to close.
She'd talk to him after getting more courage and stop worrying about it.
…..
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'Fuuuuuuuuuuuck! I can't sleep....'
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"Close the door," Lucifer said as soon as she stepped in, he was already wide awake on his bed.
"Good Mor----"
"Come over here."
She stood next to him, eager to see what he was going to do.
Only, she could hear someone talking in sleep just now. He did use privacy charm, right? What if they heard something?
"Bend over the desk. I want to see your stripes."
His desk felt cool as glass as she lay across it.
Hermione's heart raced when he flipped up her skirt, she had gotten late.... because of what pain she had to suffer last night.
"Oh, pet," Lucifer murmured, easing her knickers down to her thighs.
The lines had bruised during the night; it looked terribly painful, but disturbingly beautiful.
"These are . . . magnificent. How was sleeping in bed?"
"Painful."
He ran his fingers over the ridges. "I can't wait to see you wiggle during our lectures....When are you coming tonight?"
"Coming or meeting you?"
He smirked. "Arriving in our room."
"Probably 9:30 or 10:00. Is that all right?"
"MmmHmm," he muttered distractedly as he stroked her red cheeks.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, pulling her plug out of the top drawer.
"Yes, sir."
"I think it's time we enlarged it, don't you?"
"Right now?!" she squeaked. "Can't it wait till a few days?"
"As you wish." He fished the jar of lube out of another drawer and coated her plug.
Her arse was going to be greasy that afternoon.
"Hold yourself open for me."
Laying her face on the desktop, Hermione reached back and spread her cheeks for him.
The icy feel of the metal made her jump, but his insertion was slow and steady so she would relax.
When it popped into place, she sighed.
She felt better having it in, like a part of him was always with her.
He patted her rear. "Pull up your knickers and get to the common room."
She stood. Her underwear covered her bum, making it feel about ten degrees hotter. "Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome. Be good."
She gave him a secretive smile, and kissed his lips for a while.
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