Lucifer felt her lips travel down his back, kissing his scars along the way.
His legs spread wider, giving her room to lie between them.
Both her hands massaged his buttocks for a few minutes before she spread him open.
Her finger trailed down the valley of his cheeks, and she circled his tight opening for what seemed like an eternity.
On the verge of an outburst, he felt her lips touch one cheek and start kissing her way into his arse.
'Bloody Quill! She's going to pay for all this teasing.'
Hot hands spread him wider, and her tongue lapped once at his hole.
Lucifer groaned. His cock began responding more affirmatively.
Taking pity on him, Hermione pointed her tongue and slid it inside him.
He hissed loudly and bucked his hips.
When she started wiggling around inside him, he cursed into the mattress.
She alternated between laving and fucking him with her tongue as her hand toyed with his balls.
"Are you hard, Lucifer?" she murmured. One hand reached under him and found him fully erect.
"Yesss," he hissed back.
Hermione didn't know if that was an answer or if he just enjoyed her actions.
"Roll over," she said, backing away. "I want to see your cock."
He acquiesced, rolling onto his back and clasping his hands behind his head to keep them from directing her.
Lucifer felt the heat of her between his thighs seconds before her wet mouth found his dick.
A relieved sigh rolled from his chest as she licked his length, pumping him occasionally with her hand.
He tried to settle into the sensation, but every nerve in his body was on edge.
Hermione sat back and looked at him for a minute. The jar of lube sat to her right, and she picked it up with a smirk.
True to his word, he had let her set the pace and do as she pleased.
Dipping one finger in the slick gel, she rewarded his restraint by slipping a finger into his bum and teasing his prostate while sucking his knob into her mouth.
"Fuck!"
She pulled her lips from him. "Are you ready to come?"
"Yes!"
"Would you like to come in my mouth or my pussy?" It was so much easier to say dirty things when he wasn't staring at her.
"Bloody hell. I don't want to come yet."
Hermione stopped moving and looked up at his face. "You don't?"
"Make it last."
Her finger slid out of him, and Lucifer sank in relief.
His dick felt like granite against his stomach.
The bed shifted as she climbed up his body, and then her sweet breath puffed against his lips.
She kissed him, her fingertips gliding between them, finding his shaft.
Her lips met his ear.
"My pussy is soaked."
"Fuck, pet! Sit on my face, I want to taste you."
Smiling, Hermione sucked his neck, leaving a deep red mark before she replied, "Are you sure about that? I can still feel your come dripping out of me."
"I don't care."
"I want to come all over your face," she whispered.
"Dammit, girl! Stop stalling!"
She kissed him again. "Just say the magic word."
'The magic word?' "Accio pussy?"
Hermione laughed into his neck, "fufufu....No. Please."
"Fine! Please!"
She didn't want to push it.
It might be the first time he'd ever said it to her (she couldn't think straight to remember).
Carefully, she stood on the bed and stepped up to his shoulders, nudging his arms from beneath his head with her toes.
He put down his hands, and she sank lower until her knees rested on either side of his face.
Lucifer could smell her as she lowered herself onto mouth. Picking up his head, he met her halfway.
There was a loud moan, and she opened her thighs wider to press her slit flush with his lips.
Lucifer sucked and licked at her folds, the sharp taste of his own desire muted by the musky sweetness of her sex.
He moaned into her snatch and pressed his tongue into the hard swelling of her clit, tipping it back and forth with the flat of his tongue.
She started riding his face, whimpering quietly.
"Oh God, Lucifer!."
"Yes, love?" he murmured into her soft folds.
"I'm really close."
"Good."
"M-May I come?"
He paused for only a second.
Despite the fact that she'd been given carte blanche to do whatever she pleased, she still wanted him to tell her to come. "This is your game, pet."
"Please Lucifer. I like to hear you say it. I need it."
His cock twitched. "Come for me, pet."
Bucking faster, she did all the work while his tongue lapped against her clit.
"Thank you, sir," Hermione whispered as she started to orgasm.
Jolts of pleasure shot throughout her pussy, and she let out a long whimper when his tongue lapped even harder.
Her thighs shook as the pleasure crested.
Lucifer smiled into her slick center. He realized her desire to dominate him was only for show.
She didn't want to be in control, she just want to please him. It was all a game to her.
It suddenly felt like less of a strain to be blinded and at her mercy.
Keeping his hands fisted in the sheets, he tipped back his head so he could talk. "You taste like sex, pet. I want to come inside you now."
Panting, she looked down at him and smiled.
His face was wet, and although she couldn't see his eyes, he didn't appear to be upset anymore.
'Maybe he'll let me do this again.'
Once calm, she straddled his hips again and leaned down to his lips.
Her tongue crept out and licked his face clean.
He kept trying to kiss her, but she backed away each time.
When her lips finally found his, he teased her in deeper.
Satisfied that she had been lulled into a sense of peace by his patience, Lucifer sucked her tongue roughly into his mouth, holding her place with his lips.
Her shocked cry leapt to his mouth, and he smiled as he released her.
She playfully slapped his chest. "You crafty bastard. I thought you were going to let me be in control for once."
"You are, pet. " He grinned. "Did you not enjoy it?"
"Well . . . yes. But that's not the point."
"Are we not here for mutual pleasure?"
Hermione could see that damn supercilious eyebrow lifting behind the mask.
"I'm supposed to be making you crazy, not the other way around," she countered.
Tipping her hips, she made his cock touch her opening.
His head rolled back as his glans slid through her molten flesh. "I was unaware of your goal. Proceed as you see fit."
Laughing softly, Hermione leaned back until the flared head of his cock entered her.
His jaw tightened, and he hissed through his teeth.
She filed the image away for later.
His dwindling restraint left her heady with power.
Slowly filling herself with his hard heat, she smiled as he ground his teeth together so hard the muscles in his jaw bulged.
She reviewed what he usually did to her to push her to the edge and used his own moves to tease him.
Grazing his face with her lips, Hermione whispered to him as her hips struck up a rhythm. "Lucifer, your cock is amazing. I could ride you forever."
A ragged sigh blew through her hair.
"Relax," she whispered, laying her hand on the other side of his face.
"Enjoy yourself. Don't hold back with me."
"I want to touch you," he groaned.
"Okay."
His hands were on her immediately, squeezing her hips and forcing her down on his cock a little harder.
Hermione nipped his throat.
She worked her hips faster for a few seconds then sat up and grabbed his wrists, pinning his hands to the bed next to his head.
He didn't fight her. She knew he could topple her with almost no effort if he wanted to, but he seemed content to let her hold him down.
Picking up the pace, Hermione arched and curled her back in a furious bucking, celebrating in his grunted moans.
"Come for me, Lucifer. I know you're close."
He almost ripped his hands from her grasp so he could grab her bouncing rump; he could feel her body flexing and straining as she slapped against him.
"Relax," she muttered, biting his earlobe. "Just let it happen."
Lucifer forced his jaw loose and stopped clenching his abdominal muscles.
His arms finally went slack, and he felt the tension in his pelvis slowly unfurl as his balls crept higher.
"Yes, sir," she panted in his ear. "That's it. Let me take care of you."
He was surprised at her words.
It wasn't dirty at all, but he couldn't deny how much he liked it.
His buttocks unclenched, letting her do the work. She was going to push him over any second.
Hermione started to get tired, her thighs burning, but she suddenly knew what he needed. "Do you hear that, sir? Your favorite song is playing."
Stilling his breathing for a moment, Lucifer heard the wet sound of her pussy around him.
He almost laughed, amused that she would be the one to point it out.
That she would overlook her own embarrassment to make him happy was a huge turn on; it was strangely sweet too.
"Only you," she whispered and sank her teeth into his neck.
The pleasure washed over him, rinsing away his ability to think.
He didn't know if it was his inability to see that dragged out his orgasm or if it was because he was so relaxed, but it seemed to pulse through him endlessly.
Hermione heard him groan, and his body convulsed in short, slow spasms beneath her.
When he stilled, she slowed her grinding and watched his face.
She wanted to see his eyes. "Finite Incantatum."
Lucifer opened his eyes to find her watching him. The giddy grin on her face made him smile.
She'd made the whole night about him.
No one had ever done anything just for him.
Unasked.
"Was it as awful as you imagined?" she asked.
He didn't want to admit he liked it. It would give her too much control.
"I guess not."
Hermione gave him a disbelieving shake of her head. "I think you liked it a lot."
"It was different," he conceded.
"Different good, right?"
Lucifer reached up to tease her nipple. "You were good, pet. Did you like being in control?"
"It was fun. But . . ."
He pinched her nipple to snap her out of her reverie. "But what?"
"I like it when you're in charge. It's the only time my brain rests."
Lucifer chuckled and pulled her down to his chest.
She sighed into his neck and kissed his pounding pulse.
His cock fell free, leaving him feeling chilled.
"I didn't mind you being in charge," he murmured. "You're no tyrant."
"But you don't want to do it all the time," she finished for him. "I get it."
"You're staying here tonight, aren't you?"
"Yes, as long as you still want me."
'I don't think I'll be the first one to wiggle out of this arrangement....'
"I need some sleep. We can continue this later."
Hermione smiled and slid to one side, leaving her leg hooked around his hip.
She watched his eyes blink closed.
His breathing slowed. The soft whoosh of his breath through his nose relaxed her.
While she liked seeing him fierce and passionate, she also liked seeing him calm and peaceful.
"Stop staring at me," he muttered without opening his eyes.
Smiling, Hermione kissed his shoulder and curled into him.
Maybe she didn't need him to say he cared.
As long as she was happy with him, why did it matter?
Her eyes fluttered shut. She'd worked herself to exhaustion.
Sleep came quickly, blotting out
Samael's knowing voice in her head.
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