Rats and Luna (Requested by a friend)
Peter had seen the beautiful 2nd year student ever since he finally got back to Hogwarts, thanks to being Ron Weasley's beloved pet rat. She was the unique Ravenclaw student, Luna Lovegood. Her smile can light up the room, and first years of all houses adored her and her peculiarities.
Well, not just the First years. Even the 32yo Peter Pettigrew absolutely adored her. Oh, how delighted he was when Ron Weasley showed him off to his crush.
"Luna! I think Scabbers like you! He always squeaks and moves around when around you. All he did was sleep and just eat when he was with me." Ron said as he handed Scabbers to Luna. Luna's fingers ran down to his soft fur. He squeaked in delight, and she felt him shiver at her touch.
"Awww, Scabbers seemed cold." Luna mused as she cradled the rat in her arms.
"He's too plump to feel cold." Ron chuckled. "Come Scabbers! Luna has a class soon. We don't want to bother her, are we?" Ron asked his rat, who buried his face in her chest, not wanting to leave her presence, her vanilla scent calming him down.
"If it is okay with you, Ron, I'll bring him back to our common room later." Luna smiled at Ron, who immediately beamed at her and ran to his next class. "It's just us for now, Scabbers." She said as he then got comfortable at the hood of her robe where he inhaled your scent. How heavenly her scent is. He'd love to be by her side and just leave the Weasleys.
Scabbers slept throughout Luna's classes, with occasional moments of him licking her cheeks or moving around her hood to change positions.
It was late at night; still in his Scabbers rat form, Peter watched as Luna dressed into her nightgown and settled. He watched as she locked her dorm room door and slowly went to get her dildo. Oh, how he badly wants to help her. She deserves more than a dildo.
He watched as her slender fingers played with her cunt. How he wanted to taste her nectar and scream in pleasure.
Peter then noticed that the window was left open. The wind blew Luna's curtain, and the moonlight illuminated her pale skin. Peter then saw how Luna was moaning Harry's name.
"Harry..." She whimpered. Peter seethed; he wanted her to moan his name. He wants her to think of him every time she touches herself. He wants her.
Peter then climbed off her bed, went to the floor, and transformed himself into his human self.
"Oh, Harry... Fuck me harder." He heard her moans; she was getting louder. He can't wait anymore; he transforms from his rat into human form. His animagus strong rat scent clinging unto him.
Peter then slowly walked to her and slowly pulled her hand off her cunt.
"Who are you?" She screamed in shock. Peter quickly silenced her and tied her wrists. He then looked at her, her eyes filled with fear.
"No need to be scared, my darling." He cooed. "I'm here to give you what you want." He whispered in her ears as he kissed her neck.
"No! Stop!" Luna whimpered.
"Shhhh. Don't resist it." He said as his hands started to pull her gown down. "I know what you want. I'm here to give it to you. I heard you moan for Potter."
"Stop it!" She tried to kick him, but he held her tightly.
"Oh, sweetie. I'll show you why he shouldn't be the one you think of." He said as he bit her shoulder and sucked her collarbone.
"Please stop it. Don't touch me!" She cried.
"Darling, your pussy tells otherwise," Peter smirked as he touched her clit. "You're so wet. Are you sure you don't want this?"
"NO!" She cried, tears flowing from her eyes.
"Shhh, darling. Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He smirked and slowly kissed her, his tongue fighting her own.
"No!" She pushed him off and tried to get off the bed. Peter then cast a spell that made her levitate.
"Don't worry. I'll make you forget about Harry. It's time for you to scream my name." He whispered as he pushed her down to the bed, her stomach flat against the bed, her ass facing him. "So beautiful." He smiled.
"Get away from me!" She tried to wiggle herself off, but the levitating charm didn't let her.
"Tsk tsk, darling. Behave." Peter said as he slowly stripped and pulled her gown up. He slowly inserted his hard cock inside her, and she screamed. "Mmmm. So tight. So beautiful. Moan my name." He whispered as he grabbed her waist and thrust hard.
"Stop! Please stop!" Luna begged; she didn't want this. She doesn't like this.
"Beg some more darling. Moan my name, beg me." He whispered as he pulled her hair back and bit her earlobe.
"Please, stop it."
"That's it, darling. Beg." He smirked and kept thrusting. "Oh, how I want you to be mine. Keep screaming; I loved it. Makes my cock twitch."
"NO!" Luna screamed. "You're a monster! Get away from me!"
"Don't deny yourself, my dear. You loved this." He groaned and grabbed her hair. "You're so wet, you want this." He grunted.
"No! I'm begging you to stop!" She screamed as Peter flipped her to her back while his cock is still sheathed into her dripping tight cunt. Her eyes met his crazy face. For years, almost more than a decade, Peter has been deprived of any sexual contact. This is his first, and he wants to make it last. He will make her his.
"Say my name, Luna." He groaned and held her arms above her head.
"Stop it! You're hurting me! Let me go!"
"Say my name. Scream my name. Let the whole castle know who's making you scream." He smirked. She limped and whimpered his name just to satisfy him. "Louder, darling. Scream my name."
"P-Peter, stop." She whimpered and cried.
"Mmm, say that again." He smirked and kissed her, his tongue invading her mouth, fighting hers.
"P-please stop." She said when their lips parted.
"Scream for me, Luna. I'm getting close." He smirked and kept thrusting and kissing her.
"Peter... Stop it. Please." She whispered.
"Louder." He growled. Luna's scream sent him on edge, making him bury his cock deep inside her as he made incoherent moaning noises while he filled her womb. He was so high on his orgasm.
Peter collapsed and rolled off from her.
"You're so beautiful. I knew you liked it." Peter chuckled and turned her body so she was facing him. She just stared at him.
"I hate you." Luna spat.
"Now, now. I don't want to hear that from you." He whispered and kissed her lips. "I'll make you like me."
"You're sick."
"I'll keep coming back for more. You're too beautiful not to be fucked." Peter smiled.