You sat in the back of the Muggle Studies classroom, bored. Next to you was your girlfriend, Penny. She was bored too.
You had visited her during Summer break before the school year started, so you became very well acquainted with muggle items. Today, Professor Quirrell was excitedly showing the class a TV.
You remembered how excited you were when you first saw it in Penny’s house. She had said your excitement was adorable. You thought of the nights you stayed up late, watching tv with her.
You remembered cuddling up with her watching movies late into the night. You remembered how her fingers would tease you until they finally gave you the pleasure you wanted.
You felt a familiar heat between your legs just thinking about it. Professor Quirrell started a cartoon, then used a spell to shut the windows, blanketing the room in darkness except for the light of the TV.
You looked around. The faces of the other students were barely illuminated by the small screen, but everyone looked interested, totally in awe of the wonders of a TV. A thought came to you and you smirked, looking at the cartoon playing.
You reached over without looking, reaching into Penny’s robes and placing a hand on her thigh. You heard her let out a small gasp, but no one else seemed to notice.
You let your fingers trace just under the bottom of her skirt, slowly trailing higher and higher, until you were teasing the inside of her thighs, close enough to feel her heat but not close enough to touch her where she wanted you.
Suddenly the cartoon ended. You quickly pulled your hand away, just in time as Professor Quirrell opened the window curtains again with a flick of his wand.
You looked over at Penny, her cheeks flushed, biting her lip. You smirked as you pulled out a quill to write the paper over the TV’s influence on muggles.
The sound of quills scratching parchment filled the room. The essay was a breeze, for you and Penny both. She suddenly slid a smaller scrap of parchment after Professor Quirrell turned around to walk towards his desk after strolling the rows of students.
‘Secret clubhouse. Wait for me there.’
You smiled. The secret clubhouse was your safe place. While many were aware of your and Penny’s relationship, you knew your affection could make them uncomfortable. Penny hated making people feel that way, so the two of you were discreet, unless you were alone, or only around your closest friends who you knew weren’t bothered.
The only other person who knew about the secret clubhouse was Rowan, the two of you escaped there to study sometimes when there was negativity floating around your name. As far as you knew, no one knew about it- you had never seen anyone else approach the secret entrances or come in.
As soon as class ended, you made your way to the Sphinx club. There was usually not many people there and it was easy to sneak into the entrance of the secret clubhouse.
Once you had safely made it, you waited for your girlfriend. You piled your hair on top of your head, knowing how much Penny liked it, then sat on one of the comfortable couches, waiting eagerly.
After 5 minutes, Penny came through the entrance from the Hippogriff club. You grinned when your eyes met. There was a certain fire in hers, a fire that always ignited when she showed her passionate love to you, or when she was filled with lust. It made your stomach fill with butterflies.
As soon as she reached you she straddled you, then put her hand behind your head and kissed you passionately, not starting out slow and soft but showing you exactly what she wanted.
Your hands gripped her hips as the rough kiss continued. It was hot seeing Penny like this, usually she let you have control in intimate times.
“Teasing me like that in the middle of class,” she said when she pulled away breathlessly. “Not fair,” she said, pouting adorably. “Don’t worry. I’ll finish what I started,” you said, pulling her in for another passionate kiss.
She moaned into your mouth, fueling the fire in your stomach and intensifying the throbbing between your legs. You grabbed her robe and pulled it back, and she let it fall to the floor behind her.
You quickly unbuttoned her shirt, peppering the porcelain skin beneath it with kisses. You ran your tongue over her hardened nipples and she let out another moan. She pressed her lower body against yours and you groaned. You were so turned on, but you had to take care of her first.
You flipped her suddenly onto the couch, laying her down and immediately let your hands run up her thighs right to her heat, teasing her once again. She looked at you, confused as you pulled away.
You smirked as you crawled between her legs, licking the inside of her thigh, so close to her wet heat. She panted and looked down at you. Her smell overwhelmed you, you had to have her.
You finally licked her slowly. She let out a satisfied moan, and you felt intoxicated by the taste of her. You could never get enough of her.
You gently sucked on her clit, making her gasp. You knew how much she liked that. Her delicate hands gripped the edge of the cushion below her as she moaned in pure bliss.
Your tongue trailed downwards, sliding into her wet opening. She moaned loudly. You licked back up to her clit, sucking on it. Her hips began to involuntarily thrust forward, the telltale sign she was close.
You immediately slid a finger into her as you continued sucking on her. She gasped, and moaned as you felt her warm walls tighten around your finger.
As her walls began to relax, you pulled your finger out and placed a final kiss on her clit. She grabbed your face and kissed you hard, tasting herself on your tongue. It was a huge turn on for you and she knew it.
She quickly grabbed at your remaining clothes until you shed them. She gently pinched your nipples as she continued kissing you, then eased you into a sitting position as she straddled you.
You moaned as you tried to pull her closer, wanting to feel her against you as the heat in your core became a fire. She slid off your lap and kneeled between your legs.
She kissed the inside of your thigh just above your knee, ever so slowly making her way up. Right after she licked right next to your clit, she went to the inside of your other thigh just above your knee.
You groaned, needing to feel her taste you. She finally placed a kiss on your clit, and slid her tongue against it. You moaned in pleasure as she tongued your bundle of nerves.
When she began to suck on it, your hands grasped the braids hanging over her shoulders, pulling her against you. You knew she loved it when you did that, and you did too.
She wasted no time, slipping two fingers inside of you, pumping in and out quickly. The fire in your core spread, until you finally came all over her fingers.
As you came down from the high of your climax, she pulled her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean. “You’re delicious,” she said seductively.
You pulled her in for a hard kiss, then pulled away and rested your forehead against hers. “I love you so much,” you said, stroking her soft cheek with your thumb. “I love you, too,” she said, intertwining your other hand in hers.
The two of you laid there in blissful peace, coming down from the euphoria of intimacy as you always did, enjoying having the sweet girl between your arms.