Library Fantasies
As Remus finished his essay for Magic History. His eyes hurt like hell. He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He looked at his reflection in the library window opposite him. The person that looked back at him looked nothing like him. A scar ran across his nose. One of his first ones. His forest green eyes looked haunted. His curly fluffy hair was pushed back by his round wire-framed glasses.
A movement stole his attention. There she was. Her beautiful face morphed in interest when her curious eyes ran along the bookshelves and met the titles of the romance section. Tell me what you are reading love. I will do everything to you. Just say the word. He chuckled lightly at the thought. One day. One day, he would. Hopefully today.
She made her way towards the back room. Only eight people had access to that room. The Head Boys and Head Girls of every house could use that room. Lucky them, they both had that privilege. He grabbed his things and entered the room. Letting them sit at one of the tables and closing in on her form.
"What are you reading, dovey? Is it one of your erotica books again?" He whispered in her ear as he hugged her close and started leaving lazy hickeys in her neck.
"First of all, how dare you say such vile and filthy things to your girlfriend, mister? I shall have you reported to the Headmaster right away," she said as she leaned back on him. Teasing him. She was in a good mood today. "And I shall have you know that i-" she trailed off in her sentence as he slightly pinched her tits through her uniform.
"You were saying?" He teased back. Just as she opened her mouth to banter with him he proposed a deal. "Sweetheart, I want to try something."
"Okay"
"You see, you read all these books and I am curious to see why you like them so much. Yet I know that you would never let me read them. So I thought that we should make a deal. You can read them to me while I eat you out. You know how much I love eating you out, don't you? If you manage to read me at least one chapter I will reward you. What do you say, honey?"
"Right here?"
"We can wait until later when I can sneak into your dorm. But then I won't be able to fuck you against bookcases. Or while you are bent over these desks. It's your choice, my love."
"If I agree with your term, will you do both?"
"If you can take it…"
She didn't need to hear more. She ran towards one of the desks and hopped on one. He buried one hand in her hair and placed a kiss on her lips. "I love you" he whispered sweetly in the kiss and when he broke it he kneeled in front of her removing her trousers and her underwear.
"Yeah… me too. Now get on with it. I always wanted to try this" she demanded
He bit in her inner thighs, drawing a high-pitched squeal from her and mouthing over her cunt "bossy eager girl".
She whined and to which he responded "I am not starting until I hear you reading"
She huffed and began narrating. "Chapter 11. The phone rang as he was buried deep inside her.
"Don't answer that" she begged.
Yet he ignored her and reached for it any-anyway"
Her voice lost its volume as he started lapping at her. He knew how to drive each and every sound out of her. He was going easy.
She continued steadily until he started practically making out with her pussy. His tongue was entering her constantly. He sucked everywhere as if trying to form hickeys and separated her now swollen lips every few seconds.
"Continue," he said in a rough voice.
And that she did. She drew her whole willpower and focused on reading. Though as he got more eager she lost her concentration. She had read three whole pages and only one was left. He wouldn't notice. Especially since her things were so tightly pressed in his ears.
"Remus, please. More." Within a few seconds, she was undone by him. Cumming in his tongue, on his lips, as he devoured her like there was no tomorrow.
"Good job love. Only one page short. Next time you won't be able to read one sentence. Now stand on your feet." She complied without a pause.
"Turn around" she did. He placed one hand on her back and slowly pushed her down to lie at the table.
"Grab the edges and stay still" she didn't need to hear it twice.
He removed his pants and boxers. Grabbed her hips and entered her, hard. Making her cry in ecstasy. A slap was delivered to her ass shortly after "Quiet or else, I will leave you here. Alone. Aching in silence." She nodded fast and bit her arm to stay quiet.
He was flying in and out of her. Leaving always only his tip in. He was torturing. His pace was animalistic. Hard and incredibly deep. Each thrust made her crazy with want and pleasure. One of his hands maintained its tight grip on her while the other tried to take hostage every curve, every slope, every inch of her. He was rough with her and they both absolutely loved it.
She was moving up and down from the force of his movements. Each one of them made her breasts brush the material of one of his old sweaters, as they had escaped from her bra, creating a great stimulation to her nipples.
"Do you think you can take it if we move to the bookcases? Or have I already turned your legs to Jello?"
"Bookcase …now" her voice was hitched and broke from his thrusts. He grabbed her, moving her five paces towards one of his favourite shelves. A plan formed in his head.
"Hands on each side. Spread your legs for me love" she did so blindly. He reached even deeper now if possible
"Oh God"
"Glad to see you praising me, dove"
"You cocky bastard" she fired back in a voice so dreamy and breathy making her insult sound like a compliment.
"Your cocky bastard. Only yours" he said before he started pistoning his hips into hers. The sound of their skins slapping filled the room. His hand snaked in her front. Under her shirt and playing with one of her breasts. It was too much for her to handle. Her arms got tired and lost their strength. She placed her forehead in one of the bookcases and the sight in front of her made her lose her breath.
In her stomach, her skin moved. Has he reached that far in this position? His sure and rough made sure for this to happen didn't they? Her eyes travelled lower, where her previous release was coating her thighs. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. He was perfect, making her see stars and feel like she was in paradise. She must have said as much because the next thing she knew he repositioned her. Her upper body dropped to a horizontal line before…
"This is nothing sweetheart. The fun begins now".
Her legs couldn't hold on longer. Thank God he had placed his hands on her hips. Driving them into his as he fucked into her, making every stimulation ten times more pleasurable. Loud moans that sounded like his name echoed.
"That's it, love. Tell the world who makes you feel this good. Not giving a single fuck of getting caught." She clenched around him.
His left and dominant hand grabbed her through lightly, not applying any pressure but giving the illusion of it.
"You would like that? Being caught, huh? Should I put public places on our list?"
"Yes," she yelled. How could he perform so well and taunt her at the same time? She wouldn't be complaining though.
"Alright now I want you to do me a favour. In the shall in front of you my favourite book is stacked. If you find it before you cum, which you are so so close we can do anything you want. If you don't, we will do it in a public place next week."
Both options seemed terrific in her lust and pleasure-overridden brain. But a challenge was a challenge. Her eyes raked over the books. Her cloudy vision makes her work difficult. As she reached the edge she found it. Yet her release caught her off guard. Sounds that she would never make, exited her mouth. Only he could draw them out.
Remus. Remus. Remus. Her Remus. Only hers.
He continued strongly. Doing God's work on her.
"I'm so close. Will you cum with me?" His thrusts were sloppy but didn't lose their ability from bringing her close again. He started circling her clit with his thumb.
He fell from the edge first and took her with him. His hand clamped her throat a bit. Her vision blackened. He brought her close and rubbed her sides, calming her. They both looked in the place they were joined, their orgasms trying to escape by gushing down her legs.
"Legs up" he commanded, even though it didn't make sense she folded her legs and let his arm that hugged her middle keep her in place. As she practically hovered over the floor he placed her panties in her legs and started drawing them up.
"Kept them in my pocket. Don't want infections on my best girl" she giggled lightly at the comment. Trusting him with her life. As her underwear reached its rightful place, he removed himself and placed them there. Trying to contain everything inside her.
"Bad infections" she reasoned back or at least tried to.
"Yeah, really bad. You must really love me. For putting up with my and our sex cappeds"
"Rem" she said as she turned her head in his chest and whispered "tired"
"I know, let's get some rest, hm?"
"Mmm"
He carried her onto one of the couches and let her get comfortable on top of him. She placed a kiss over his heart and mumbled " I love you" before she dozed off.
"Love you too, my heart."