Oneshots and Shortstories

I stick to book descriptions or the online ones because I'm too lazy to look them up. I found blue eyes for Cissa so yeah... And we're assuming Cissy isn't dating/married to Luc Ok ok- 

A little NSFW warning in the end. I will mark it with ✂️✂️✂️ when it will start- I mean nobody wants smut right? * coughs *

Its a bit freaky too i think, not much.

___________ _________ ___________ ______ 

I roamed the library in Diagon Alley, savoring the smell of new books or antique, crumbling bundles of leather. At the end of the alley I stumbled into a woman about my own age. So around 20. 

Yes, okay, 30 - I don't want to admit it, but - well, time flies. Her blue eyes looked at me a little nervously and hesitantly.

"Excuse me, I didn't see you there ma'am!" I stammered, a little embarrassed because my clumsiness was showing again.

"Oh don't worry dear, everything is fine." She said and smiled at me. The little nickname she gave me didn't escape me. My gaze wandered up and down her. She was taller than me. Her hair was blonde with some brown highlights. I looked up into her eyes again and still stuttered a bunch of apologies before turning and walking away. 

I wanted to grab a book I liked and turn around quickly, but it seemed to be the same book the woman wanted as well. We grabbed it at the same time and our hands were on top of each other for a moment before I flinched back. She had to laugh softly. It was a bright and genuine laugh. 

"I guess we have the same taste," I explained haltingly, because I was a little overwhelmed. Her blue eyes had a cold shimmer, but it was characterized by momentary warmth. Almost as if other coldness and contempt had blown away. My hand was tingling numb. And my eyes traveled down to the full lips that weren't quite as pale as her skin. 

"I think so." Despite the cold, her clear voice radiated a kind of friendliness. "By the way-" she stretched out her hand to me. ,,Black. Narcissa Black." I took her hand and smiled back at her. "Y/n Y/l/n!" I said, back to normal as possible. Because the presence of this woman not only made me incredibly nervous, but also triggered a pleasant prickle in me. "Nice to meet you, love." She eyed me again. "Your eyes are pretty." She then said. I mentally got startled at the compliment. 

"Oh, they're boring." But she insisted that she hadn't seen anything this beautiful in a long time. She had meanwhile pulled the book off the shelf and handed it to me.

"No, no, just take that Ma'am! I also think-" but she literally pressed it into my hand. "Stop calling me Ma'am darling. Please call me Narcissa." I rubbed the back of my head. 

"But still- you Ma-um Narcissa you're supposed to take the book!" She smiled at me and grabbed my wrist before firmly pushing the book into my hand. She instead pulled out another one and pushed me toward the counter. Before I could give the money to the seller after whom he quoted me the price, Black had already paid it. I sighed. "Narcissa, please. I can pay for my books myself!" But she just wrinkled her nose like there was a bad smell around and paid for her book as well. 

Her hand wrapped around my waist and she practically pushed me out of the store. "What are you doing?" I asked hesitantly. The warmth that emanated from her was pleasant, but the gay panic in me definitely wasn't. "I'd like to invite you for a coffee, honey." She explained calmly, while I nervously let myself be dragged behind. She leaned her head more towards me to get a closer look at me. She came closer to me and my head paused for a moment. 

A smile curled her lips and I got the odd feeling she had asked me something.

Her hand wandered, as if by accident, a little lower on my back as she pushed me through a door towards a two-person table. I sat down and nervously fumbled with my shirt. "Earth to Y/n?" My gaze instantly snapped from my hands up into her eyes. She had to grin and let out an 'aw' out loud. "Like a frightened deer. Y/n you don't have to be nervous about me- I don't bite." Then she looked down at my neck, just for a tiny but noticeable moment, until they locked in my gaze again.

"Although." She breathed, grinning as her hand came to rest on mine, which was scraping the edge of the table. I almost missed the last comment. But I didn't comment on it. The waiter came and we ordered our drinks. While ordering, I felt her feet stand directly opposite mine. Her fingers circled my knuckles and her eyes slowly wandered from my hand up to my eyes. The waiter nodded, giving me a look that Black didn't get when he said goodbye. 

She didn't care. 

But she didn't utter a sound. "Do you live around here?" she asked. I nodded. "Yep, not far from the Leaky Cauldron. What about You?" She shook her head. "Its a little further away for me. Not accessible on foot. That's why I'm only here when I or my sister need something." I was about to ask her more about her sister to keep the small talk alive when the waiter arrived. 

On my saucer for the cup there was a piece of paper with the owls' names and addresses. Narcissa caught that before he could withdraw his hand and grabbed his wrist."Don't you think it's rude for someone to flirt with another one who is already having company, young man?" He blushed, stammered a few apologies and removed the note, then sped off. 

I had to grin. It wasn't even an official date and she was jealous- or was it already a date. I looked at her and her eyes burned into mine. "Or was that wrong, little one?" I shook my head. ,,No no. That was really rude and without any manners" I replied. 

~~~~time skip~~~~~ 

After a lot of small talk, we paid- or she paid for us, which I didn't really like - and left the little restaurant. It was already a little dark and I was more than comfortable with Narcissa's presence. Although my head was too lazy to always say Narcissa - and so I soon came to Cissa.

"I can't just let you go home this late. Who will guarantee your safety then, ma'am?" I grinned, kissing her hand and looking up at her. Whether it was myself talking or the small amounts of alcohol that I might not be able to tolerate very well - I don't know, but I thought it was great. 

she grinned. "Is that an invitation to your house?" I nodded and took her hand like she was a princess, which she seemed to like. Together we walked to my apartment, which wasn't far away but was more secluded. I opened the door and as it fell behind us and the darkness swallowed us I felt her arms wrap around my waist and she pressed against my back I wanted to go to the light switch and turn it on but she kept pushing me. 

She turned me around and my red face looks back at her grin. She kissed my lips a few times before trailing down to my neck. I grabbed her hands and pulled her up the stairs to my room. She let go of me for a moment. My window gave a beautiful view of a meadow whose sky was shimmering with stars. She pressed my back against the glass and kissed me again. Her hands propped on the windowsill and her eyes burned hungrily into mine. 

Then she pushed off and pulled me out of the room. Surprisingly easy she found the way to my garden. There were no surrounding houses, only the soft singing and calling of nocturnal birds. With an unnoticed flick of her wand, a large picnic blanket lay on the floor. She sat down and tapped her lap several times with her hand - similar to what one would do with a dog or a child. But that didn't bother me much.

I settled into her lap and buried my face in the crook of her neck. Suddenly my vision shifted briefly and I lay with my back on the blanket and her sitting on my pelvis. "You're almost prettier in the moonlight than you are during the day." She whispered while resting her hands next to my head. 

I blushed even more than I already had and bit my lip nervously. She didn't miss that. Her hand rested gently on my cheek and her thumb brushed my bottom lip, pulling it out from under my teeth before connecting her lips to mine. I never thought that a woman could actually make me feel like this - or that she would voluntary because I was me... 

✂️✂️✂️NSFW WARNING FROM HERE✂️✂️✂️✂️ 

Her mouth traveled down to my neck. Sent there soft kisses and bites. When she hit a sensitive spot, I gasped softly. Her hands went to my blouse as she began sucking harder at the spot. Her fingers deftly undid the buttons and slipped the blouse off my shoulders. On my free skin they wandered down with their hands to my waistband. 

Her lips became more definite but uncontrolled. As she looked down at my exposed skin, her warm breath brushed my ear and gave me goosebumps. The tingling feeling that was building up more and more in my lower area was almost unbearable. Her eyes glittered as she surveyed my now exposed body. 

The underwear I wore was opaque, but didn't cover up too much. Her breathing became heavier and her hands wandered up to my breasts and cupped them lightly through the bra. Her lips trailed down my cleavage and her fingers traced the closure band. Cruelly slow. My bra snapped open and she gently pushed it off my shoulders. Fresh wind drove over my breasts and my nipples stood up from the slight cold.

The next moment her lips closed on one while her fingers slightly twisted the other. I threw my head back slightly and gasped. I could feel the slight grin that played around her lips against my sensitive skin. She broke away from my chest. Instead, her hands and kisses traveled down my stomach to the waistband of my panties. 

She hooked her fingers into the elastic, tugged lightly, and then snapped it against me. Her kisses made their way almost imperceptibly to the top of my panties and then stopped. Her fingers only ran very lightly over the fabric that covered my most sensitive point. Without being able to prevent it, I made an impatient noise. She laughed softly and darkly. 

"Impatient little one?" Her voice was dripping with pleasure and I knew she loved how she held me in her power. I nodded. But she only drove slowly over my covered crease again, which again elicited a quiet, unexpected groan from me. She leaned up to me. 

"Come on little pet, tell Mommy how much you want her now." 

She whispered softly in my ear. I only gasped as her fingers trailed over the fabric without really touching me. Suddenly her fingers of the other hand closed around my neck "Be a good girl..." she breathed against my neck. "Please mommy! I want you now! I need you!” I gasped. Without letting go of my neck, her lips traveled down to my midsection and slowly pulled down the waistband of my underwear. 

"Mommy please!" I begged as her eyes scrutinized me from below. One of the fingers that had been stroking the fabric before slowly slid inside me. I threw my head back and moaned softly at the newfound satisfaction. "Oh god-" she shoved a second one inside me and grinned. "Yeah darling?" I wanted to laugh but couldn't because she started to move her fingers. My hands wanted to grab her hair, but she was quicker. 

The hand that was just on my neck grabbed my wrists and pressed them to the blanket above my head. She whispered something as I felt invisible bonds loosen her grip. Her mouth now hung directly over my midsection and slowly got down. Her thumb began to draw circles on my clit while a third finger joined the other two. I groaned loudly and squirmed in her grip, but with her free hand and her legs pressing on my knees, she held me far too tightly.

My legs were already shaking and I could feel my orgasm building. "Mommy, please!" I groaned, barely getting it out. "Is my little darling already close? Does it need to cum for Mommy?” she asked in a voice often used with children. I nodded and pulled on the ties, but they wouldn't release me. "I can't hear you, little one." She grinned. I moaned loudly, my body clenched, I couldn't stand it much longer. 

I opened my mouth but not a word left my lips. 

I was close to the edge when she stopped moving. I wanted to draw my legs up, processing being denied an orgasm, but her legs still pinned mine firmly to the floor. Her eyes looked at me sharply. Her fingers left me and I whined at the loss of contact. "Since my darling doesn't want to use her beautiful mouth to talk, I'll just have to take advantage of it in some other way." I just whimpered. 

As she stood up, more invisible ties tied me. I started to beg but she put her finger to her lips for silence. She sat on my hip and unbuttoned the first button of her blouse. She clicked her tongue and my hands were free. My fingers immediately went to the buttons. My hands were shaking, longing for more contact, which didn't make it any easier. She grinned and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. 

Her other hand wandered to my cunt and slowly began massaging over my clit. I groaned and my fingers became even more clumsy. She just smirked knowing how much I wanted her. But she didn't seem ready to give me my way just yet. "Darling hurry up." She whispered and stroked me harder. But I had managed to brush her blouse off her body. My hands wandered up her stomach, admiring her perfect body.

The slight thickness of her stomach. Her stretch marks coming out of her bra. 

Everything perfect as it was. 

My fingers undid the clasp that covered her breasts. As my gaze inspected her body, she probably seemed to take it the wrong way. She covered as much as she could but I pushed her arms aside. I leaned forward and let my lips travel over her soft skin as much as possible. "Mommy, don't hide it. Not  because of me." I whispered. "You're so perfect." 

I breathed against her neck. "Looking divine" I grinned and bit down her collarbone lightly. She threw her head back and hugged my head even closer. I rubbed my thighs together lightly, the excitement still in my limbs. She pushed me against the blanket again. 

My fingers tried to move further down her body, but with one hand she pushed them over my head. "Just look, don't touch." She whispered. My eyes wandered up and down her hungrily. "It's going to be difficult." I whispered. she grinned. She got up and took off her pants and panties. She was now standing directly above me and I could see her wetness. She knelt her legs next to my head. Her pussy just inches above my face. 

"Now you may." She grinned and overcame the last centimeters and sat on my face. It was hard for me to breathe, but I don't want to complain. Crush me Mommy ig.

My tongue started to lick over her folds. I groaned as I took in her taste. Her thighs pressed tightly against my head as she felt satisfaction from the touch. My hands wandered up her thighs to her midsection. My thumb massaged her clit and my tongue plunged deep into her. She moaned loudly. 

"Omg Y/n, fuck!" she moaned. I let out a low growl, which brought her closer to the edge. Her voice broke the silence screaming and moaning with my names and pet names. "What a good slut you are" she gasped. My eyes looked up at her. Her hands were buried in my hair and her eyes were closed. All kinds of curses left her lips next to my name. 

She was about to climax when I pulled my tongue back. She groaned in disappointment, but before she could say anything, I had turned us over and she was lying underneath me. Three of my fingers went inside her at a rapid pace. My tongue caressed my clit and her legs wrapped around my head. 

"Suffocate me baby" I gasped out quietly. "Excuse me?" she asked, as if to reassure herself, when suddenly her orgasm took control of her. "Gosh- Y/n! Fuck!" I smirked and helped act out her orgasm. She wanted to push me away but I kept going. Her breathing was quick and short. I broke away from her and licked up what her orgasm had left behind. I slid up to her, my wet middle right on her thigh. 

With one hand on her stomach and the other on her knee, I started to slide back and forth. She bit her lip. "You're such a dirty little slut- huh?" I nodded. "Y-yes Mommy." She grinned, still wracked with orgasm. "Getting off on Mommy's thighs?- God. Such a slut-" 

I groaned. "Just yours mommy!" Her hands cupped my waist and she began to tense and release her leg muscles. My head fell back and my movements became more uncontrolled and faster. "Mommy! Please!" My begging made her laugh. "Cum for me darling. For Mommy! Be a good slut" Those words brought me over the edge. 

Her hands continued to move my hips and prolong my orgasm. I could not anymore. Due to the previously denied climax, it was more than too much. I wanted to push her away but she grinned. As my head sagged onto my chest and my moans turned to whimpers, she pulled me into her arms. 

Her smile was the last thing I saw before my eyes drooped wearily.

I felt the blanket wrap around me and two arms lifted me up. The last thing before I fell asleep was the feeling of my soft bed and a warm body pressed against me.