((A/N: this is a tester, there are many chapters awaiting (and written) but due to my morals and lack off, I am not sure if I am crossing too many lines writing this so R&R is needed and appreciated (of course) and please keep the flaming to a minimum, it kills my muse. Note: I am still writing without a Beta so I apologize for the mistakes/errors and for all: the grammatical mess))
Warning: SMUT
Marcus Flint is more than just the Quidditch Captain to the rest of the boys, they look up to him, he is their mentor and when the topic falls on girls, Marcus decides a bit of 'show and tell'. The Slytherin boys occupy a cart on the train to Hogwarts and decide to have a bit of fun. Let's call it 'fishing'
The beginning
Marcus was standing by the door, leaning against it casually while watching Adrian and Graham argue over which of the Slytherin girls had gone through the biggest transformation during the summer. Adrian had been sending gifts to Elisabeth Van Door, make up, perfumes, designer clothes, in the hope that she would transform from the boring bookworm she was to something a bit more…well, beautiful. Both boys knew that she was one of the girls on the list his parents was considering with when it came to choosing a spouse for their only son and heir. Marcus personally didn't care for that, his family was rich enough, he could, if he wanted to, choose one himself. Clearing his throat he sent the boys to a still.
"Honestly, it doesn't matter once the ball is in play"
Both boys looked at him, clearly not understanding where he was going with this. Marcus sighed and rolled his eyes before peeking out into the hallway from behind the curtain. A second later a wicked smile curled his lip. He slouched, opened the door just a crack, timed it perfectly and at the right second, he yanked the door open, grabbed hold of someone in the hallway and pulled the person inside the cart. Slamming the door behind them he locked it. The scared brunette had only mustered a shriek before he had clamped a hand over her mouth, pressing her against him, facing the boys.
"You see, once you get all the clothes off and the hair messed up, it doesn't matter what she started out as, a fucked witch is a beautiful witch"
Feeling the smaller female struggle against him, he wrapped his arm around her, pinning her arms to her torso.
"So I suggest that, if you have an eye on someone, don't waste time and money on her before you know she's worth it."
Marcus released her slender frame but held the hand over her mouth, no need to alarm too many people before he could silence the cart. Pulling her hair out of the hairband he ruffled it up, ignoring her struggles and the hands that interfered with his work.
"The first couple of times, in order to get to know her, you have to be patient, you never know what kind of past experience she's had, not to mention, it's a test, like on the pitch, you have to prove yourself before you're on the team."
Adrian and Graham looked at their Captain a few times over before sending one or two looks at the terrified Hufflepuff.
Running his fingers through her hair, he ignored the shudders and flipping her hair to the side, he gently placed his lips to the nape of her neck, placing a tender kiss on the soft skin. Tracing small kisses up her neck he started nibbling on her earlobe, his hot breath in her ear.
"A witch takes a lot of work"
He ran a free hand down her torso, feeling as she tensed up again and started struggling against him, he knew she would but this was a crash course for the boys. The hand moved down her stomach and the fighting increased, she was desperately trying to get a hold of his hand and to stop him but he was too strong, he could feel her breathing had increased. His actions, along with the fear, were ripping through her.
"You have to feel your way, take your time to get to know her body, the feeling of her skin and the curves"
His hand moved over her thigh before he slid his hand between her legs. He could feel her sobbing now, he figured it was a mix between the terror and his actions. Maybe he could prove her wrong, maybe it wouldn't be too bad. He placed his mouth right next to her ear.
"You have to comfort her, listen to her, tell her that everything is going to be just fine and that you are right here for her"
He slid his hand up her inner thigh until he finally reached his destination, her private parts. She was warm, a tiny bit damp and even though pressing her legs together, there was still room for his hand. He rubbed her once, she squirmed, trying to get away from him but ended up pressing her backside against him and as her behind rubbed a certain area of him, the reaction was almost immediately and the way she froze up told him that she had felt it too.
"A witch is a fine thing if you rub her the right way"
He chuckled at the pun and winked at the boys, they could not see much of what was going on, he was showing them the overall idea and not every little detail and for a good reason, one: this girl would attend school with them for at least one more year so no need to humiliate her more than necessary, second: if she proved a good one, Marcus would consider keeping her. His palm kept busy and the result started showing, not too much to the two others but both she and Marcus knew it, they could both feel it.
"Graham, if you'd please?"
Marcus had nodded towards the door, indicating that he wanted the room silence but the girl could not see his action and apparently thought the worst. She flinched and her legs gave in, Marcus had only a split-second to grab hold of her properly or she would have ended up on the floor and a part of the spell would be broken
"Schyss, careful there darling"
He placed himself down on a seat, pulling her onto his lap. He was painfully aware that she was sitting on his member but he had to suppress it for now, maybe later… His hand was still between her legs as he slowly removed the one that had been clamped over her mouth until now. He whispered in her ear
"I suggest you stay quiet"
He saw the back of her head nod slowly and placing a soft kiss on her shoulder, he smiled.
"Good girl"
He moved his hand down the front of her neck, over her shoulder before coming to a rest at the top of her breast. He looked at the two youths in front of him as he with slow movements started unbuttoning a few buttons of her shirt, with her slip over on, he knew she would not be too exposed to the two others, so slipping a hand in under her shirt he held on as she, once more, made an attempt to break their physical contact. Grabbing the flesh with a strong hand, he pressed the other one against her entrance, he had a good and deep hold on her. She went quiet again. He started rubbing her sensitive nerve though the fabric while the other hand started massaging the breast through the bra. She was still shifting but it seemed a bit more … well, less like she was fighting him and more like she was enjoying his actions, or at least trying to enjoy it. He knew that the two others were a distraction, she knew them from school and like any other girl her age, she was probably shy about her body, not wanting to be watched in such a vulnerable state but Marcus was sure he could make her forget she had an audience.
"A witch takes a bit more work than us guys, you need to work several areas at the same time to achieve maximum result"
He tugged her underwear to the side, his finger finally getting in contact with her flesh. He slipped it between her folds, running it up and down a few times before he was sure to have found the right spot. The jolt that went through her body was an undeniable sign.
"Read her, her body will betray her even if she doesn't want to let you know that what you're doing is right"
He felt her nipple react to his touch and her legs spreading ever so slightly. Her head lolled to the side and he could hear her gasping to breathe. He whispered:
"Spread your legs"
She shook her head.
"No…"
Her reply was a mere whisper and he chuckled as he caught the eye of the boys.
"Watch and learn"
Finding the nerve he started circling it, with more pressure and speed and with the other hand he grabbed her breast firmer, catching the nipple between two fingers and giving it a pinch. She gasped, threw her head back and she wrapped her feet behind his calves. Half way to getting her to spread her legs fully.
"Wow… wait? What did you do there?"
Adrian looked bemused as he stepped closer, about to bend over to have a look underneath the skirt Marcus growled and sent him a warning glare.
"It's about combining it, finding the pleasure-centres, her nerve between the legs can be accessed always, almost also if she should cross her legs, the breast is a large bundle of nerves, most if not all of them, ending up at the nipple. Trying pinching, lightly at first, not every girl likes it but apparently: this one does"
He chuckled, this was actually fun. He continued to work her, dipping a finger into her, out again and on the clit again. She was struggling to breathe as he moved his hand down her leg; she sat up a bit straighter.
"No… don't…"
He chuckled again while sending the boys a bemused look over her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'm not stopping"
He winked at the boys as he guided one leg out to the side, placing her foot and ankle behind his calf and locked it between his leg and the edge of the seat. The second leg followed and he slid his hand back up to her private parts, cupping her. He could feel just how hot she had become; fluids had started forming at her entrance. He had to hold back at chuckle, oh how he wanted to plunge himself into that flesh but he strained himself, returning to the work, a finger into her and his thumb rubbing the nerve. His other hand was massaging the breast. Placing his mouth at the nape of her neck, he traced his lips over the soft skin, up and down her neck. When reaching her ear he made sure to let her hear that, he too, was turned on, his breathing was becoming more and more ragged, it was getting difficult to teach the boys.
"I hope you have gotten the idea by now, I have to finish this one off"
Graham and Adrian gave each other a knowing look as Marcus returned his full attention to the girl on his lap, he was painfully hard and her jittering did not help. The friction between them made his head clouded. He picked up the speed again, harder, faster, stronger, he could feel her holding back and something told him that this was a first for her, not necessarily saying that she was a virgin but he knew that if she had been fooling around with boys of her own age, she would have hardly experience the full joy of sex. As his finger flicked over her bunch of nerves between her legs, he felt her buckle. Now! Holding onto her, pinning her legs behind his so she would not close them, he felt the spams, internal and external, running through her body. He gently bit her shoulder as he heard her gasp and moan. After a few seconds the spams subsided to mere twitches, she slumped into his arms, her head back and resting on his shoulder. Marcus was breathing heavily as well, he tried to calm himself, compose himself so he could send the boys on their way, he needed a bit of time to himself. Gently laying the girl on the seat next to him, he wrapped her robe about her form, tightly. Getting up he leaned against the wall casually, trying not to show he was exhausted and his more obvious problem.
"Right then boys, girls can be trained, taught and brought to believe that they are everything to you, one such as that, completely trained and exploited can prove to be a lifelong companion and one whom you will never grow bored of"
Adrian smirked as he and Montague left the cart, whispering a few words in the captain's ear.
"You know that's Wood's sister right?"
Marcus looked at the brunette as another wicked smile twisted his lips.
"Perfect!"
((AN: yes, I am going with Amanda Wood one more time but due to how this story plays out I think it's going to be the last time. I have put a lot of work into the Wood-family during this story (and previously) and it's getting old (or maybe I am) ~ Melissa ))