respite
A 19-year-old Dan Humphrey is a much, much better lover than the 15-year-old one.
Blair orgasms for the third time that night, Dan’s mouth on her clit and his fingers in her - oh. She tugs at his hair for a final time as she rides out the rest of her orgasm.
Dan stands up to corner her against the wall, ramming his prick into her as soon as she relaxes.
“Who taught you how to fuck like this?” she asks in between his thrusting. “I’ll kill her, Humphrey!”
Dan only grins, pumping into her methodically. “I’ve had my fair share of lessons, Heiress Black,” he says tartly.
Blair growls at him.
Dan carries Blair to the bed, her legs wrapped around his waist. He lays her down gently and flips her over, taking her from behind. He traps her hands on the mattress and fucks her into oblivion.
Blair doesn’t know where Dan got his newfound confidence, but she is equal parts aroused and annoyed. She vows that no other woman will get to have sex with Daniel Humphrey ever again if she has anything to say about it.
She comes once again, her face muffled by the pillow. Dan follows soon after, shooting his load with a satisfied groan.
He smiles at her. “You’re a hypocrite.”
“Hmmm?” Blair questions.
“In our last year at Hogwarts, I saw you many, many times coming back from a rendezvous with Zabini, your neck covered in hickeys.”
He draws lazy circles on her back.
“I was so dreadfully jealous, you know.”
“Is that so?” Blair says archly. “Did you know that he proposed to me a few months ago?”
Dan’s brow wrinkles. “And? What did you say?”
Blair throws a pillow at him. “I said no, you prat. Would I be here with you if I didn’t?”
“I don’t know,” Dan teases. “I could be your bit on the side.”
Blair sticks out her tongue. “Like I said, prat.”
They fall asleep minutes later, their magic calm and content.