A Quickie (Harry Potter)

            “Quickly, quickly… Close the door,” Hermione ushered, sliding into Snape’s Potion’s cupboard, hurriedly followed by Harry. Making sure no one followed them, Harry shut the door, watching eagerly as Hermione’s hands slid underneath her short skirt and hooked themselves around her plain cotton panties. Rolling them swiftly over her plump arse, she let them hang around her knees before looking back expectantly at Harry, “Well come on.”
            “With pleasure,” Harry grinned, unfastening his belt and dropping his boxers and trousers to his knees, his thick eight-inch cock standing rigid and ready. Giving his length a couple jerks, he inched behind Hermione and flipped her skirt up and over her arse, revealing her plump, pink flesh. Wriggling his cock down between her thighs, he ran his tip along her folds, her juices already plentiful and slick, his cockhead carving through her glistening lips and finding its place at her entrance. With one slow and steady thrust, he plunged his length slowly inside the young girl, the pair moaning in unison as Harry’s crotch pressed snugly against her bum, his balls slapping softly against her glossy wet, pussy.

            Savouring her tight warmth, Harry gently began to ease his cock in and out, softly humping the young girl’s ass, his hands pulling her hips gently back into his thrusts, edging his cock deeper inside her. Soft moans dribbled from her mouth as his cock smacked again and again into her cervix, her pussy tingling as he fucked her. Throwing her hair back, she glanced over her shoulder and purred, “Hurry up. We’ve got Charms in ten minutes.”
            “Hurry up? Are you sure you don’t want to rephrase that?” Harry smirked, the girl shaking her head as her eyes rolled close, savouring the intense pleasure of having her hole filled with his cock once more. Taking that as a sign of approval, Harry slowly and teasingly drew his cock back so only the tip remained inside her. Taking a firm grip on her hips, his fingers pressed snugly into the meaty handfuls that were her bum cheeks, Harry slammed his hips forwards, burying himself deep inside her in a single powerful thrust.

            “Fuck…” Hermione said simply, her lips hanging open and her pussy quivering with pleasure. Before she could adjust, Harry set his pace, hammering his cock in and out of her pussy, her moans becoming soft squeals as she buried her head in her shoulder, trying to quieten her sounds as the storeroom became full of wet slaps and laboured breaths, their bodies colliding with orgasm pleasure. Supporting herself on a small crate, she began to push her ass back into Harry’s powerful thrusts, her cheeks crashing into him, loudly clapping together.

            Speeding faster and faster, Harry suddenly heard the door to the cupboard begin to open, a voice on the other side. Acting quickly, Harry planted a hand firmly over Hermione’s lips and lifted her up so that she was standing upright. Before she could make a sound, she felt Harry’s Invisibility Cloak get thrown over them, his cock no longer hammering into her pussy.

            The door opened, and Snape strode inside, his billowing cloak following swiftly after as he began to peruse his supplies, plucking ingredients from their place. Frozen in place, Hermione kept silent, no longer angered by Harry’s rough handling off her. Keeping entirely silent, Hermione’s eyes widened, and her cheeks blushed as she felt Harry begin to grind his crotch against her arse, moving his cock back and forth inside her all the while his other hand slid down to her clit, gently massaging the sensitive nub; not enough to be truly orgasmic, but enough to make her breathing quicken.

            Unable to control herself, Hermione let out a meek whimper, Harry suddenly stopping his attack on her pussy as Snape’s eyes turned sharply towards them. Their gaze met each other’s between the cloak and for a moment they thought they had been caught. Holding himself for a moment, Snape disregarded it and exited the cupboard, the door slamming behind him. Breathing heavily, Harry and Hermione shrugged the cloak away, remaining joined at the waist and arse, their moans returning.

            “Right, you really have to be quick now Harry,” Hermione ordered, prostrating herself once more and letting Harry’s pounding resume, her own fingers going down to her clit and furiously rubbing it, trusting that Harry would fuck her until she came, and she wouldn’t have to resort to her own digits later on. Luckily, her pussy quickly began to clench, her body shuddering as her orgasm hit her. Groaning softly, she let out a low shriek of pleasure as Harry continued to pound her. The tightening of her pussy was all that was needed to send Harry over the edge, his cock twitching deep inside her and spilling several ropes of cum deep into the young girl’s hole, his cock slowly beginning to soften as he came to his end, “Fuck… You know I don’t like being cum inside.”

            “Is that so? Shall we talk about what happened at in the Three Broomstick’s bathroom?” Harry said smugly, as he stowed his cock back inside his trousers and gathered up his cloak, sliding it into his back pocket, watching as Hermione slid her panties back on.

            “That was one time… Oh, what’s the point. Come on, we’re late for Charms,” she said, playfully punching Harry as he smugly started her down. Grabbing him by the elbow, she dragged him out of the cupboard, the pair running to get to Charms.