Scabior x Hermione
They were so lucky, indeed fortunate, as the snatchers captured who they deemed the Chosen One and his posse. Scabior is particularly giddy at the sight of the only girl among the group; she’s beautiful, and her whimpers sure make him feel things. It had been months since he had last been in bed with someone; Fenrir Greyback had been hoarding all the female prisoners. Scabior took a deep breath as he buried his face in the nook of Hermione’s neck. She smelled heavenly even though dirt and grime covered her skin. He took a handful of her hair, putting it over his nose to savor her scent. Hermione ever so slightly squirmed from being bound with incarcerous. He tilted her head lightly.
“I remember this perfume; it’s from the woods, no?” Scabior asked with a smirk, his grin widening as his eyes landed on Hermione’s fear-stricken eyes. His cock twitched from excitement at the sight of her teary face. “Is that your boyfriend?” He asked, pointing at Ron Weasley, who was screaming his lungs out to let Hermione go.
“Y-yes.” Hermione tearfully whimpered as Scabior tilted her head to force her to look at her.
“Eyes up here, baby.” He growled.
He could see the pure fear in her eyes as she looked into his own. Scabior couldn’t help but let out a groan, she looked so pretty, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her. The fact that she belonged to someone else made him feel excited. He had never tried taking a girl away from another man and wanted to try it. Scabior couldn't care less about her supposed boyfriend; the redhead could be screaming at him all he wanted, but there was no way in hell he'd give Hermione to him. She’s way too exquisite to pass up on.
Scabior had never been fond of sharing, especially if it was a beautiful girl. The man took Hermione's chin between his fingers, caressing her soft lips, "Are you a virgin, my dear?" He whispered. She didn’t answer, biting her lower lip as his gaze lingered there.
“Answer me, Mudblood!” Scabior screamed; Hermione flinched as tears fell down her cheeks.
"Y-yes," Hermione whimpered, her lips quivering as her eyes met with Ron and Harry’s.
Scabior smirked, "Good."
His lips landed on Hermione's, and he took advantage of her surprised gasp to slide his tongue inside her mouth. He kissed her deeply, hungrily. It had been years since he had a taste of a woman. The man was starved, and Hermione tasted so sweet.
Scabior let his hands wander, caressing her curves until they landed on her firm buttocks. He squeezed her ass, earning a yelp from Hermione. His hands went under her shirt, and he was pleased to feel her silky skin under his rough hands. Scabior's fingers landed on the clasp of her bra, and he opened it. He groaned at the feel of her nipples, pinching them. His calloused hands roughly played with her mounds.
"Mine," He growled between kisses, ensuring the Weasley boy heard his words.
Hermione gasped, her cheeks burning in shame and embarrassment. She was being molested in front of her friends. Her supposed boyfriend looked at her in horror, unable to speak. She wanted to be saved by him, for him to come to her rescue.
Scabior's lips moved from her lips to her neck, and he began biting her skin, making her squirm. Hermione could hear his breathy pants, and her stomach churned in fear. He was aroused; she could tell by the hard bulge poking her belly. He nipped her skin, leaving a trail of love bites.
"I can't wait to fuck you," Scabior whispered, his hot breath fanning her ear. His hand slid down to her pants, and he unbuttoned them. He slipped his fingers in, touching her through her panties. "Weasley, watch as I take her first." Scabior taunted Ron as his fingers played with Hermione's clit through her panties.
“Let her go, you bloody bastard!” Ron screamed his lungs out as he felt the restraints around his arms and feet tightened.
“Let her go, you bloody bastard!” Scabior mockingly repeated as his fingers slid at Hermione’s panties, his two fingers prodding her entrance.
“Stop, Please.” Hermione whimpered as she tried to close her legs, only for her to further trap Scabior’s fingers in her crotch.
"Not until you cum," Scabior smirked, his fingers rubbing her faster.
She felt dirty and violated, and yet a part of her was responding to Scabior's touches. She tried to fight it, but it was hard when he was stimulating her clit and sucking her nipple. Hermione tried to move her hips away from his fingers, but Scabior pinned her down with his weight, keeping her immobile.
"No," Hermione cried out, her voice laced with pleasure and pain.
Scabior kept stimulating her clit, his lips now sucking her other nipple. "You're wet," He grinned. "Does Weasley not please you, baby? Is he such a fucking baby like right now? Watching his ‘beloved’ girlfriend have my cunt buried deep inside her?"
"I'm...ah...ahhh..." Hermione whimpered. She didn't know what to say. She was torn between begging him to stop and admitting how good it felt. She tried her best to not look at Ron, who was crying so hard he vomited on the floor.
"Come for me, baby." Scabior breathed into her ear, and it was like a magic word. Hermione moaned, her back arching off the ground as his fingers curled so deliciously inside her dripping wet cunt. She trembled, her body shuddering as she came, her pussy throbbing. She had never had an orgasm like that. She was embarrassed, and her cheeks turned red.
"Good girl," Scabior purred, a grin spreading across his lips.
Scabior was hard as a rock. The sight of the young girl trembling and moaning was enough to drive him crazy. He wanted to fuck her, to hear her moan and scream his name right in front of her friend and boyfriend. Right in front of the two young men she had grown up with. Scabior's hands roamed under her shirt, playing with her breasts, "You have nice tits, baby. You'd look better without these clothes."
"No, please," Hermione pleaded, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.
Scabior chuckled, his eyes dark with lust. He wanted her. He would have her, and her boyfriend or friends could do nothing about it. “Don't worry, baby. I'll be gentle," He smirked. Scabior pulled down his boxers, and his cock sprang free, slapping against his belly. He was rock-hard. Hermione stared at his cock in fear, her eyes wide. It was big. She didn't know if it would fit.
"See, you like it, baby," Scabior said, stroking his cock. "I can tell by the look in your eyes. You want me."
"N-no, no, please, d-don't," Hermione whimpered. She let out a shriek as his cock penetrated her. He was big, and this was her first time. He didn't wait. Instead, he pushed deeper into her, and Hermione cried out as her virgin cunt had trouble handling his size. Her blood coated his cock alongside her juices. She screamed hard as she tried to move away her body from him, and yet his hand engulfed her throat, trapping her further as his hips slammed her repeatedly.
"Shhh, baby, it'll feel good soon." Scabior purred as he slowly thrust his cock inside her, her pussy squeezing him as she gasped for air, her eyes rolling back as her lips slowly turned pale. The harder it was for her to breathe, the harder her cunt gripped Scabior’s cock.
"Stop! Let her go!" Ron shrieked, his face turning red from sheer anger. Scabior laughed as he finally let go of Hermione’s neck; she gasped for air, almost limping as she tried to catch her breath.
Scabior's lips went to her neck, and he sucked her skin as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her pussy. Hermione's screams turned to moans, and he smiled.
"See, baby, you're enjoying it." He groaned, his cock fully sheathed inside her.
"N-no, don't move, p-please," Hermione begged, tears streaming down her face as she felt his veiny cock move in and out of her cunt. Scabior smirked, reveling at the sight of her writhing under him while her bf watched her get pounded.
"Fuck, you're so tight." He growled, his lips moving to her ear. "You're such a good girl, baby."
"P-please, ah- ahh," Hermione moaned, her pussy clenching around his cock.
"Do you want more, baby?" Scabior groaned.
Hermione moaned, her eyes rolling back as he picked up his pace, fucking her hard and fast. Scabior grinned, his lips leaving a trail of kisses on her neck. His fingers found her nipples, and he pinched them. Scabior's cock slammed into her harder, and her body shook with each thrust. She was moaning and crying, her hands clawing at his back as she almost reached her orgasm.
"That's right, baby, cry for me." He groaned. He flipped her to all fours, facing both Harry and Ron, who looked bewildered, traumatized even. Scabior stopped moving as he held her head up to look directly at her friends. Hermione tried to avoid it by closing her eyes. “Look at them!” Scabior roared, which made her follow him immediately. He slowly withdraws his cock, leaving the head of his cock at her entrance. “Beg for my cock.” He growled as Hermione tried to move her hips to deepen his cock inside her.
He chuckled at her desperation. She was desperate to be fucked. He had her right where he wanted her.
"Please, please, please, Scabior, don't stop, I need it. I need it so badly, please," Hermione whimpered, her face bright red with shame as she uttered those words with her eyes staring at her friends.
"Say that again," Scabior growled, his fingers tangling in her hair.
"I-I need you," Hermione said, her eyes watering.
"Again," Scabior hissed, his cock throbbing inside her as he slowly slid back his cock inside her.
“Stop manipulating her, you fucking bitch!” Ron screamed.
"P-please, Scabior," Hermione moaned.
"Say it!" Scabior yelled, his fingers tightening in her hair.
"I NEED YOU," Hermione shouted, her whole body shaking with need.
"That's right, baby. You need me," Scabior grinned, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he began slamming into her harder and faster. Hermione's body shook with each thrust. Her mind was spinning. Her whole body was trembling. She felt like she was going to explode.
"No! Stop!" Ron screamed.
Scabior ignored him, and he fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her. Hermione's moans were getting louder, and Scabior smiled.
"Come for me, baby." Scabior breathed. "Show me how much you love my cock." Hermione cried, her body convulsing, her pussy spasming.
"That's it, baby, cum for me." Scabior groaned, his cock slamming into her harder and faster. Her pussy clenched around his cock as he continued to pound her.
Scabior leaned in and kissed her lips. "Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum. Your tight little pussy is too much for me."
"N-no. Don't cum inside." Hermione cried, her body trembling as her teary eyes pleaded for forgiveness at her friends.
"Shhh, baby. I'm going to cum. I can't stop." He groaned. Scabior's fingers went to her clit, and he rubbed it, making her scream. "Oh god!" Hermione moaned, her pussy convulsing, her body trembling.
"Fuck! Take my cum, baby." Scabior growled, his cock twitching.
Hermione's eyes rolled back, her body convulsing as his hot seed filled her. She was shaking, her body quivering as his thick cum dripped out of her pussy.
"Fuck, baby, you're such a good girl. Take my cum." Scabior groaned, his cock twitching inside her.
"P-please, I can't t-take any m-more," Hermione sobbed.
Scabior leaned in and kissed her, his lips brushing hers. "Shhh, baby. It's alright. You did great. I'm going to pull out now, okay?"
"Please, no more," Hermione repeated like a broken record, her tears falling on the cold, hard concrete.
Scabior smiled, his cock sliding out of her. He looked down at her and smiled, "You did great baby. I'll see you soon." he added, pulling his pants up.
He walked away from her, his cum dripping out of her pussy. Hermione lay there, shaking and crying. She felt dirty and violated. She could feel the hot cum dripping out of her, and her tears wouldn't stop as she heard the whimpers and sobs of her own friends.