Author's Note: Yes, I'm perfectly aware that student-teacher relationships are ethically problematic. And no, I don't approve of them in real life. However, this is a) PWP and b) perfectly in character for Megan who couldn't care less. So if you're offended by the premise, please don't read. Everyone else, enjoy! :)
"Well, well, what have we here?" Going up on her toes, Morrigan pulled a slim volume from the topmost library shelf. "Is this what you were looking for?" She tossed the book at Megan, who caught it easily.
"Let me have a look. Yes, that's it." Megan whistled softly through her teeth. "Magie Érotique, by Duncan Delagardie. Bingo!"
Morrigan grinned. "Told you it had to be here. They keep copies of all the books published in Wizarding France."
The book looked pristine, almost new. Clearly, not many students here at Beauxbatons had gone to the trouble of finding out what their teachers had been up to in their younger days.
In their defense, it had been well hidden. And who would have expected a respectable lecturer in Wandless Magic to have dabbled in such salacious stuff? If Megan hadn't developed an interest in the newly established Wizardnet a few months ago, she wouldn't have known to look for it either. But this afternoon, when she'd been bored after finishing all her homework, she had given in to an impulse to know more about the attractive Professor Delagardie, and her search results had been… interesting, to say the least. Apparently, he'd made quite a fortune twenty years ago, writing about "techniques to unleash your inner sex goddess", as the blurb put it. She would definitely have to try out some of these.
"Thanks, Morrigan." She flashed a quick smile at her fellow student. "You're fab."
"Of course I am." Morrigan nodded regally at her. "Well, then. Enjoy the book." Her tone was dry. "I hear it's a classic. Of that particular genre."
Megan bagged the book and set off toward her dorm room. So far, she hadn't regretted her decision to come to Beauxbatons for an extra year of advanced studies. The students attending the special programme had more freedom than the average pupil, and the teachers treated them differently, more like equals. She had already made friends with some of her fellow students, and some of the guys were really cute. She wasn't looking for anything serious, though — she wasn't over Carver yet, and besides, she liked being unattached. None of the boys in her grade had been interesting enough to tempt her to change her mind, not even Daveth, who was tall and dark and handsome and reminded her a little of Nate.
Professor Delagardie, on the other hand… Merlin, but he was hot. Those dark eyes, flashing passionately when he explained how to weave a spell. And his arms, muscular and covered in dark hair. I bet he's got hair on his chest as well. His beard, thick and pitch black, like his hair. And especially his voice, deep and dark, rumbling in his chest when he laughed. There was nothing boyish about him, nothing immature. Everything about the professor screamed man to her, and Megan was so ready for that, so over playing around with mere boys. So what if he was a little older than her? He looked fit and strong, and she was sure he could still keep up with her in bed. He probably knew exactly what he wanted, too… Megan shivered all over as the thought went straight to her core, making her press her thighs together.
She wanted him, no question about it. But how should she go about seducing him? From what she'd heard, he was a sober, responsible guy, not one to fall for every pretty student who made eyes at him. She needed a plan, a proper strategy. And the book was exactly the opening she'd hoped for.
Duncan Delagardie, like all the other teachers, had an office on the school grounds, and he was there on most afternoons, ready to answer students' questions about homework and the like. Megan had been there more than once, discussing her assignments with him. He liked her, she was pretty sure about that. More than once he'd complimented her on her command of the French language and her skill at spell casting, and she'd even caught him looking at her body once or twice. Nothing creepy or obvious, just a quick appreciative glance. Megan didn't mind. She knew she was hot, after all, slim and trim and dressed just this side of provocatively, and men liked to look.
Today, she dressed with special care, picking a short dress that showed off her legs and hugged her curves without looking slutty. She'd picked the last possible moment to show up at his office, late in the afternoon, when it was unlikely anyone else would be around.
"Megan." Professor Delagardie – Duncan – smiled at her, when he opened the door. "You're in luck. I was just about to leave."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She favoured him with her brightest smile, her heart speeding up when she met his eyes. "I can come back tomorrow if it's-"
"Nonsense. Come in." He took a step back and invited her in, walking over to the desk to lean against it in a relaxed pose. "What can I do for you?"
You have no idea. Dropping into a chair, Megan crossed her legs gracefully, and yes, there it was, a quick flash of interest in his eyes, gone so quickly she wouldn't have noticed if she hadn't been looking for it.
"You see, I found this book in the library." She looked up at him, and Merlin, now her heart was really racing. "It looked… fascinating, so I checked it out and tried some of the spells, but I'm not sure I got them right, so I thought I'd ask you."
"What book?" He took it from her hands, expression still neutral, but when he saw what it was, he cleared his throat. "Oh. That book."
"Yeah." Megan knew she had to be careful. She didn't want him to just send her off like a kid, so she did her best to sound cool and matter-of-fact. "I found it quite educational."
"Did you, now?" He sounded amused. Good. Better amused than shocked. "And you say you tried out some of the spells?"
She nodded, meeting his gaze without flinching. "Yes. The one on page 23 first. And then the next two as well."
"Page 23…" He thumbed through the pages until he found the right one. "Ah, yes. I remember. And you think you got them wrong? Why?" His voice seemed to have dropped even deeper, and there was something new in his eyes, something hot and dangerous.
Megan licked her lips, uncrossing her legs slowly, and this time he didn't try to hide the fact that he was looking. "Well, you see, it felt good, really good, in fact, but…"
"But?" His posture had grown tense, and she couldn't blame him.
The spells she was referring to were a set of three designed for "the lonely witch" and they simulated the feel of a man's fingers, tongue and cock respectively. They'd been fun to try out, she had to admit.
"The first two were amazing." Her voice caught on the last word, and Merlin, was it hot in here? "But I had trouble with the third spell."
Duncan nodded, and she admired how professional he still sounded. "Of course. That one's hard to get right for women – no pun intended." He raised an eyebrow. "No success at all?"
"Oh, it worked." Megan swallowed, remembering her attempt. She'd nearly fainted at the sudden sensation of being penetrated, fast and hard. "Just… not quite as good as the real thing."
"And you think a spell could be just as good as 'the real thing'?" Duncan hadn't moved, but she could feel the air crackling between them.
"Well, I don't know." She leaned back in the chair a little, enjoying the way his breath hitched in his throat. "Maybe I got something wrong, or it was lost in translation. But, if I could show you exactly what I was doing-"
"Show me?" His knuckles had turned white, where he was holding on to the desk. "I don't think that would be appropriate."
"No?" Megan's nipples were so hard they hurt and she was pretty sure they showed through the fabric of her dress. "What a pity. Not even just once? For science?" She fluttered her eyelids at him.
Duncan groaned, closing his eyes. "You little- All right, just once."
Got you. Megan took care not to smile triumphantly as she placed her hand on her lower belly, arranging her fingers just so and sending a pulse of magic deep into her body.
It was good. Damn, but it was good. A rough thrust, right where she wanted it, almost painful in its intensity, and she couldn't stop herself from whining at the feeling. Not that she was trying to.
Duncan was at her side in a flash, shaking his head, his big hand covering hers. "Wait. You need to…" And then it was his magic she felt, hot and irresistible, spreading her open, pushing inside her with exquisite slowness. And she was glad for the slower pace, because, Sweet Morgana, the imaginary cock inside her felt completely different than before, thicker, harder, and a lot more insistent. So good. She moaned, writhing in his grip with abandon, and Duncan inhaled sharply, tightening his grip on her hand.
"Right. Just like this. And now…" The vibration started slowly, just a faint tingle, but then it got more intense, a deep buzz all the way inside her, and it felt too good for words.
Duncan was watching her intently, and Megan couldn't believe how hot this was. They were both still fully dressed, and he wasn't touching anything except her hand, but she was soaked already, unbelievably aroused. And when she let her gaze travel lower, she could make out an unmistakable bulge in his pants. Unmistakable, and quite impressively sized, too, long and thick, just like- Damn! Is that his cock I'm feeling? Megan moaned again at the thought
"Well? As good as the real thing this time?" Duncan was going for an unaffected tone, but she could feel him tremble.
"Well, I don't know." She caught his eye again and licked her lips, letting him see exactly how turned on she was. "You see, I don't really have a proper basis for comparison here." She rather desperately hoped he would take the hint. "Of course, there's something you could do about that…"
Duncan's head was spinning, every cell in his body throbbing with desire. Damn! How could he have let the whole thing get so far? He should have known better. There were always girls trying to flirt with the teachers, but he'd never been much tempted by any of his students, not until Megan had showed up. Inexperienced eighteen-year-olds held no attraction for him, no matter how cute they were. But Megan was different. There had been something in her eyes right from the start that had got to him, an awareness of her own power, a frank, unapologetic admission of her own desires. No matter how hard he'd tried, he hadn't been able to stop himself from looking at her, from fantasising about her. And when she'd shown up at his office in her short dress and arranged herself in his visitor's chair, glancing up at him with that look in her eyes, it had been as if his most sordid fantasies had come true.
He should have sent her away the moment she'd produced the book. But he hadn't been able to resist the urge to show off a little, and now… Merlin, he couldn't think straight. He was drowning in her green eyes, unable to stop himself from imagining what she'd look like naked, how she would feel around him, hot and tight and willing. More than willing, judging from her moans and whimpers.
"Duncan?" She sounded feverish, and now she was taking his hand and guiding it under her skirt, between her legs, and yes, her panties were damp with want. "Please. I need-"
He groaned in response, tearing off the flimsy piece of fabric, and she offered no resistance, spreading her legs for him, inviting him in. Her hands were at his fly, nimbly unbuttoning it, and then they were on his cock, stroking him gently, and he lost it completely.
All he could think of was that he had to have her, now, no more delays, so he took hold of her, dragging her with him to the rug on the floor without regard for where they were and who could hear them. Fortunately, Megan was a little more circumspect. She quickly cast a spell to bar the door, then added a muffliato charm, before leaning in to kiss him.
Her lips were soft and sweet, and he couldn't get enough of them, kissing her again and again, drinking in her moans like honey wine. By the time he let go of her lips, their clothes had somehow come off and she was straddling him, running her hands through his chest hair. Before he could think about what they were doing, she took hold of his cock and lowered herself down on it, slowly, just as slowly as he'd taken her earlier, with the help of the spell, and she felt just as good as he'd imagined. No, better. Far better.
"Oh Merlin." Megan was shaking all over by the time she had taken all of him in, and Duncan was glad she was on top, because it was the only thing stopping him from pounding inside her like a brute.
Even so, he couldn't keep his hips still, he had to thrust up, just to feel her tighten around him, to hear her whine. She looked so gorgeous, too, her breasts firm and high, her red-golden hair gleaming in the late afternoon sun, her lips full and pouty.
And she was close already, if he was not mistaken, gasping at his every move, her whole body taut with need. Duncan smiled to himself. Luckily, he knew exactly what to do about that. Carefully placing a hand on her lower belly, he whispered a spell, one of the other two, and Megan screamed. Over and over he let his magic flow, simulating the soft slide of his tongue through her folds, and Megan responded every single time, pulsing and clenching around him in a series of orgasms that shook her whole body.
He didn't even notice the moment he reached his own limit, not until he heard himself cry out, thrusting up inside her one last time before he came, so hard he almost blacked out. He had just about enough presence of mind to gather her in his arms before she slumped over him, limp and boneless.
"Holy unicorn!" When she finally managed to raise her head again, Megan was glad to hear that her voice was still working. She'd been worried she'd screamed herself hoarse.
"Is that what you kids call it these days?" Duncan chuckled briefly, but he immediately grew serious again. "That was a crazy thing to do."
Oh shit. She'dhopedfora little more afterglow, if she was honest. But if he really wanted to do this now, she was more than ready to take him on. "Crazy? Now, I could think of several other words that apply, but-"
"Megan!" Duncan was clearly going for an authoritative expression, but failing miserably. Probably because he was still naked, still panting, his softening cock sliding slowly out of her even as he tried to glare at her. "This is no joke! I'm your teacher, and if we get caught… It can't happen again, do you understand?"
"Relax." She got to her feet and began to pick up her clothes, enjoying the heat of his gaze on her bare skin. "I agree that your office is too risky. But we can meet somewhere else. There's a hotel down in the Muggle village where they don't ask questions, I've been told."
He groaned in reply, but Megan wasn't fooled. "Look…" Placing her clothes on a chair, she went back into his arms, snuggling up in his lap. He sighed, but didn't object, and when she took one of his hands and placed it on her left breast, his cock twitched against her thigh. "I want more. And I know you do, too. Tell me it wasn't fucking amazing for you, too."
"It was," he admitted. "But I mean it. The risk is simply too high. And the whole thing isn't good for you either. You're far too young, and I should never have… No matter. This ends now."
"If you say so." With a sigh, she got to her feet again, and this time, she put on her clothes and headed straight for the door. She could tell he was surprised by her sudden acquiescence, and maybe a tiny bit disappointed. Good. Of course, she had no intention of giving up, but he didn't need to know that. "See you tomorrow, in class."
Before he could reply, she was already through the door, smiling to herself as she walked through the grounds. Holy unicorn indeed! Her body was tingling all over, and she hadn't felt so sated in months. She could still feel Duncan's hands on her skin, his cock filling her, his mouth claiming hers. Not good for me! Ha! Tomorrow, in class, she'd be dreaming of what they'd done today, reliving it in every single glorious detail. And she'd make damn sure to remind Duncan about it, too. If he honestly believed this thing was over, he had a big surprise coming.
Hugs and thanks to my awesome beta suilven. You rock! :)