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Broom Closet (Lavender x Parvati)
Lavender knows how to make herself a temptation and so Parvati pulls her into the nearest dark space
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Lavender knows how to make herself a temptation and so Parvati pulls her into the nearest dark space [strapon; wall sex; anal sex; strapon blowjob]
As soon as Lavender stepped into the Common Room that morning, Parvati knew she had to fuck her – and soon. In her tiny skirt and lowcut crop-top that only just contained her breasts, Lavender was delectable.
At breakfast, Lavender sat across from her, leaning over the table and looking at Parvati through her eyelashes. She swung her hips as they walked back, and when she dropped her wand accidentally and bent over to get it, her panties – black and lacy and crotchless – were on full display, along with her pussy.
“That’s it,” Parvati said, grabbing Lavender’s arm and dragging her into the nearest closet.
“What?” Lavender asked, the small grin betraying her innocent voice after Parvati closed the door and slammed her against the wall.
“If you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked.”
“Well, clearly this worked just fine,” Lavender observed. “Do I make you horny when I look like this?”
Parvati pressed Lavender into the wall, trapping her hands above her head. “I’m gonna fuck you until you forget your own name.”
Lavender nodded silently, breathless, feeling the arousal pool in her stomach. Parvati unbuttoned her trousers to reveal a very erect strapon.
“You came prepared,” Lavender said.
“With you looking like that, I had to be ready to fuck you anywhere,” Parvati said, spitting on her hand and stroking the strap.
Then Lavender was hoisted up, knees gripping tight around Parvati’s waist, and sank down upon the strap. They both groaned as Parvati pushed Lavender into the wall, thrusting up into her. Lavender gripped Parvati’s shoulders, foreheads touching and eyes closed.
They adjusted to the new position and then Parvati began thrusting into her for real. A breathy moan escaped Lavender’s mouth and she threw her head back against the wall. Parvati’s breath tickled Lavender’s chest as she grunted slightly, hands firm under her ass.
Lavender’s back arched against the wall as Parvati hit a particularly sensitive spot within her. “Right there,” she moaned.
Parvati hummed in response, angling her hips as she continued to thrust inside her. She pressed her lips to Lavender’s chest, tilting her lips upwards until Lavender leant down a little to kiss her.
It was a quick thing, quick thrusts leading to a quick orgasm from both in quick succession. Lavender came first, cry muffled by Parvati’s hand; then Parvati, filling her up. Lavender slid down the wall until she was standing again, Parvati’s strap pressing against her bare leg.
Lavender, still a little out of breath, leaned against the wall. “You know,” she said, looking up at Parvati. “I still remember my name.”
“That a challenge, Brown?” Parvati said eyebrow quirked in an expression that made desire once again rear its head in Lavender’s gut.
She raised her chin and grinned. “Maybe.”
Parvati stepped forward, put her hands on Lavender’s hips and forcefully turned her around. She stepped in close so Lavender could feel her hardening strap slotted between her cheeks. Lavender moved back against her, bending over and bracing her arms against the wall in front of her. She wiggled her ass a little.
“You’re a bit of a brat, huh?” Parvati pushed Lavender’s skirt up and out of her way as she stroked the nearly fully hard strap.
“Only when I think it’ll get me what I want.”
“And is this –” Parvati pressed the head of the strap against her ass. “– What you want?”
“God, yes,” Lavender very nearly moaned.
“A cock in your ass, right here?” Parvati continued, teasing her entrance. “Where anyone could find us?” She pressed in hard a moment and Lavender whined. “Where anyone could hear those lovely noises you make?” She pulled back again.
Lavender nodded vigorously, trying to push back onto the strap, but Parvati held her still.
“I’m going to need verbal confirmation, darling,” she whispered, breath tickling Lavender’s ear.
“I want you to fuck my ass in this broom closet,” Lavender panted. “Please.”
“Your wish is my command,” Parvati said and, holding Lavender’s hips tightly, pulled her achingly slowly onto her strap. She pulled out again, still slowly, and repeated this a few times until Lavender was begging her to please, fuck her.
Then she didn’t hold back. Her hips snapped against Lavender, burying her strap in her ass, as Lavender struggled to hold onto the wall and keep her balance. To help her out, Parvati grabbed Lavender’s arms, pulled them behind her and used them to hold her body into place, or pull her onto her strap, and just fuck her that much harder.
Lavender didn’t bother trying to be quiet – or, rather, there was no point in her trying. She was completely under Parvati’s control, arms held behind her back and cock in her ass. All she was doing was staying on her feet. And moaning, of course, and cursing and gasping and begging Parvati to do what she wanted, to take her, to fuck her, and to please do it harder.
Parvati came with the thought of her cum filling both Lavender’s pussy and ass.
Lavender came with the exact same thought, and a desire for more because she immediately turned and sank to her knees in front of Parvati. She didn’t have to say anything, but she did it anyway because she knew Parvati would love it.
“Wanna fill up all three of my ho –” she started, but Parvati interrupted and answered her by shoving her dick in her mouth.
Parvati looked down at Lavender as she went to work. Her face was damp with sweat already and her curls were a little while. She smoothed her hair down a bit before placing her hand firmly on the back of Lavender’s head. Lavender gave a small nod and Parvati pressed her cock in, to the back of her throat, groaning at the feeling.
Lavender’s mouth stretched around the strap, breathing through her nose as it pressed in further. She kept her eyes on Parvati’s, who looked down at her with both wonder and desire. Another nod had Parvati fucking her mouth and Lavender nearly lost herself in it. She fought to keep herself grounded, to feel every sensation, to not miss a single second. Parvati’s fingers tangled tightly in her hair. The stretch. The overwhelming scent that was unequivocally Parvati. And, finally, her cum in her throat, swallowing it down and letting the last little bit spill over her face so that Parvati could see it.
Parvati pulled Lavender gently to her feet, eyes fixed on the mess on her face. She brushed a finger along her cheek, collecting cum, and then pressed it through her lips. Lavender sucked on her finger and swallowed. Parvati did the same with the rest of the mess and then kissed her, deep and long.
Her hands continued to roam, however, under Lavender’s skirt, toying with the mess around those holes as well.
Lavender squirmed a little but smiled against her lips. “You like making a mess of me?” she murmured. “Dirtying me up?” Parvati nipped at her lower lip. “Or is it an ‘I own you’ sort of thing?”
“If I wanted to mark my territory,” Parvati said. “I would do this.” She pressed kisses down Lavender’s jaw and onto her neck, where she latched onto a part, sucking hard at the skin until Lavender knew it would make a wonderful bruise.
As soon as Lavender stepped into the Common Room that morning, Parvati knew she had to fuck her – and soon. In her tiny skirt and lowcut crop-top that only just contained her breasts, Lavender was delectable.
At breakfast, Lavender sat across from her, leaning over the table and looking at Parvati through her eyelashes. She swung her hips as they walked back, and when she dropped her wand accidentally and bent over to get it, her panties – black and lacy and crotchless – were on full display, along with her pussy.
“That’s it,” Parvati said, grabbing Lavender’s arm and dragging her into the nearest closet.
“What?” Lavender asked, the small grin betraying her innocent voice after Parvati closed the door and slammed her against the wall.
“If you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked.”
“Well, clearly this worked just fine,” Lavender observed. “Do I make you horny when I look like this?”
Parvati pressed Lavender into the wall, trapping her hands above her head. “I’m gonna fuck you until you forget your own name.”
Lavender nodded silently, breathless, feeling the arousal pool in her stomach. Parvati unbuttoned her trousers to reveal a very erect strapon.
“You came prepared,” Lavender said.
“With you looking like that, I had to be ready to fuck you anywhere,” Parvati said, spitting on her hand and stroking the strap.
Then Lavender was hoisted up, knees gripping tight around Parvati’s waist, and sank down upon the strap. They both groaned as Parvati pushed Lavender into the wall, thrusting up into her. Lavender gripped Parvati’s shoulders, foreheads touching and eyes closed.
They adjusted to the new position and then Parvati began thrusting into her for real. A breathy moan escaped Lavender’s mouth and she threw her head back against the wall. Parvati’s breath tickled Lavender’s chest as she grunted slightly, hands firm under her ass.
Lavender’s back arched against the wall as Parvati hit a particularly sensitive spot within her. “Right there,” she moaned.
Parvati hummed in response, angling her hips as she continued to thrust inside her. She pressed her lips to Lavender’s chest, tilting her lips upwards until Lavender leant down a little to kiss her.
It was a quick thing, quick thrusts leading to a quick orgasm from both in quick succession. Lavender came first, cry muffled by Parvati’s hand; then Parvati, filling her up. Lavender slid down the wall until she was standing again, Parvati’s strap pressing against her bare leg.
Lavender, still a little out of breath, leaned against the wall. “You know,” she said, looking up at Parvati. “I still remember my name.”
“That a challenge, Brown?” Parvati said eyebrow quirked in an expression that made desire once again rear its head in Lavender’s gut.
She raised her chin and grinned. “Maybe.”
Parvati stepped forward, put her hands on Lavender’s hips and forcefully turned her around. She stepped in close so Lavender could feel her hardening strap slotted between her cheeks. Lavender moved back against her, bending over and bracing her arms against the wall in front of her. She wiggled her ass a little.
“You’re a bit of a brat, huh?” Parvati pushed Lavender’s skirt up and out of her way as she stroked the nearly fully hard strap.
“Only when I think it’ll get me what I want.”
“And is this –” Parvati pressed the head of the strap against her ass. “– What you want?”
“God, yes,” Lavender very nearly moaned.
“A cock in your ass, right here?” Parvati continued, teasing her entrance. “Where anyone could find us?” She pressed in hard a moment and Lavender whined. “Where anyone could hear those lovely noises you make?” She pulled back again.
Lavender nodded vigorously, trying to push back onto the strap, but Parvati held her still.
“I’m going to need verbal confirmation, darling,” she whispered, breath tickling Lavender’s ear.
“I want you to fuck my ass in this broom closet,” Lavender panted. “Please.”
“Your wish is my command,” Parvati said and, holding Lavender’s hips tightly, pulled her achingly slowly onto her strap. She pulled out again, still slowly, and repeated this a few times until Lavender was begging her to please, fuck her.
Then she didn’t hold back. Her hips snapped against Lavender, burying her strap in her ass, as Lavender struggled to hold onto the wall and keep her balance. To help her out, Parvati grabbed Lavender’s arms, pulled them behind her and used them to hold her body into place, or pull her onto her strap, and just fuck her that much harder.
Lavender didn’t bother trying to be quiet – or, rather, there was no point in her trying. She was completely under Parvati’s control, arms held behind her back and cock in her ass. All she was doing was staying on her feet. And moaning, of course, and cursing and gasping and begging Parvati to do what she wanted, to take her, to fuck her, and to please do it harder.
Parvati came with the thought of her cum filling both Lavender’s pussy and ass.
Lavender came with the exact same thought, and a desire for more because she immediately turned and sank to her knees in front of Parvati. She didn’t have to say anything, but she did it anyway because she knew Parvati would love it.
“Wanna fill up all three of my ho –” she started, but Parvati interrupted and answered her by shoving her dick in her mouth.
Parvati looked down at Lavender as she went to work. Her face was damp with sweat already and her curls were a little while. She smoothed her hair down a bit before placing her hand firmly on the back of Lavender’s head. Lavender gave a small nod and Parvati pressed her cock in, to the back of her throat, groaning at the feeling.
Lavender’s mouth stretched around the strap, breathing through her nose as it pressed in further. She kept her eyes on Parvati’s, who looked down at her with both wonder and desire. Another nod had Parvati fucking her mouth and Lavender nearly lost herself in it. She fought to keep herself grounded, to feel every sensation, to not miss a single second. Parvati’s fingers tangled tightly in her hair. The stretch. The overwhelming scent that was unequivocally Parvati. And, finally, her cum in her throat, swallowing it down and letting the last little bit spill over her face so that Parvati could see it.
Parvati pulled Lavender gently to her feet, eyes fixed on the mess on her face. She brushed a finger along her cheek, collecting cum, and then pressed it through her lips. Lavender sucked on her finger and swallowed. Parvati did the same with the rest of the mess and then kissed her, deep and long.
Her hands continued to roam, however, under Lavender’s skirt, toying with the mess around those holes as well.
Lavender squirmed a little but smiled against her lips. “You like making a mess of me?” she murmured. “Dirtying me up?” Parvati nipped at her lower lip. “Or is it an ‘I own you’ sort of thing?”
“If I wanted to mark my territory,” Parvati said. “I would do this.” She pressed kisses down Lavender’s jaw and onto her neck, where she latched onto a part, sucking hard at the skin until Lavender knew it would make a wonderful bruise.
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