Note from Author:
I am sooooo happy to say I finally have finished Roger Davies chapter! I had most of it written for so long, but could never get it finished. Well now the wait is over and I can finally focus on working on the last man for this series, Cedric Diggory. I'm hoping his will not take as long and I can get it out quickly to you all. Feel free to leave a comment or message me and tell me what you think about it. I could possibly be working on a different series for the future, but I may have to brainstorm some of it. I know I would like to focus on other characters in from the HP books /movies, like Viktor Krum, Neville, Dean, and Seamus. I might even make a series where you get a chance with one of the Marauder boys from the past. It would be nice to know, if I should continue these sexy series, if I should stick with a Truth or Dare scenario (just a new location) or if I should make it more like "chance" happenings. I hope you all have been enjoying these chapters and look forward to hearing back! Now enjoy your time with Roger ;) ((Warning – Did not proof read this one well. Sorry!))
You wanted to groan at you misfortune, listening to the different guys joke and talk in the distance. You were hiding behind a pile of crates that sat in the back of the Ravenclaw gents locker room, listening to the guys shower and do things that men do (I'm not explaining).
You tried waiting until you had the courage to come, but it was taking too long and now you had three days left to get that underwear. You waited for a good time to look and thought about waiting until everyone left and just get some from a locker. But what if you found none? That's when you decided to wait until most were gone and make a run for the last guy. No witnesses…
One by one, you heard guys leaving the room and just when you thought there might be one or two more left, you heard one shower running. You waited until you heard the door shut, signaling that someone left, until you peaked around the crates. Not seeing anyone, you proceeded to move with caution until you saw no one else in the room except for whoever was in the last running stall.
You eyed their clothes that was bundled on the nearby bench and quietly made your way to it. Through all the clothes and gear you thought you could spot a pair of boxers, just barely sticking out on the side. You slowly reached and took hold of the material before you gave a gentle pull.
That gentle pull apparently set off an alarm...or trap in this case. In seconds, vines grew from around the area and wrapped around you anywhere it could. You tried to fight them, even get your wand, but it was useless. The vines were lifting you up in the air and when you looked up at the ceiling, you really wished you hadn't.
At the top of the ceiling was some kind of monstrous plant with long vines that seemed to be the same ones that caught you. It opened its mouth, sort of speak, and hoisted your feet up to it. You wanted to scream, but terror had long silenced you vocal cords. Your feet were pulled into its mouth and you could feel it pulling you in very slowly. There were no teeth or pain, but you felt the slime covering your feet and ankles and with each second it was pulling you in more.
As you were hanging upside down now, you looked to the shower that was supposed to be occupied and decided you really needed help. "Could someone help me, please?!"
You finally heard the water turn off and someone was coming out. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and was laughing. "Well that's what you get for trying to play pranks…"
He looked up and both of you stared in shock at one another. The guy below you was none other than the handsome Roger Davies, your crush since first year.
Roger stared up at you in shock, just trying to process who was up in his trap.
"_! What are you doing here?" he asked bewildered.
"I'll explain later," you muttered. It was then that you remembered you were still wearing a skirt and now hanging upside down in front of a guy. You quickly pushed it up to cover yourself and continued, "…just get me down from here before this thing eats me!"
He looked as though he was going to, but then grinned and crossed his arm. "No…I think you have plenty of time to tell me. You still have 10 minutes before it gets to your shoulders."
You stared at him with wide eyes. He was really going to leave you up there!
"So uh," he causally looked at his hand. "Why don't you tell me why you're here and why you were going after my clothes."
You groaned slightly, feeling panic as the plant now had you up to your knees. This was not the time to explain, but Roger seemed to think so. With an aggravated sigh, you tried to explain as quickly as you could. "I was playing a game with some girls called truth or dare and I more or less got dared to steal a pair of underwear from the guys' locker rooms. I was hiding and saw yours and I tried to grab them." The plant now had you above your knees. "Okay, there! I said! Now let me down!"
You looked to see Roger staring up at you with a blank expression, trying to process all that you just said and then broke out into a complete laugh. Normally, you would have blushed, but the plant was pulling you in more and more.
He finally seemed to get a hold of himself, chuckling only a little before you yelled again. "Roger!"
He looked up with that charming smirk of his, "What if I don't want to? I had a very nice view a moment ago."
He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and this time you blushed while pushing your skirt up more tightly. You made sure to give him your best glare though, just so he got the point.
With a small chuckle, he raised his hands up. "Okay, Okay…I'll get you down."
After grabbing his wand, he muttered a small spell that shrunk the plant holding you and the vines wilted. Relief washed over you until you realized just how high you were and the plant was almost…
…Too late.
You screamed as you fell from the ceiling, your fight against gravity inarguable. Closing your eyes, you braced for the impact with the ground, but instead you were saved. You peaked your eyes open to see Roger looking down at you with a sweet smile on his face as he held you carefully in his arms.
"Um...T-thanks", you stuttered with a new blush on your cheeks. Roger's smile grew wider before he sat you down on your feet. "Like I was going to just let you fall and hit the ground. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, knowing you got hurt."
You stared into his eyes with your mouth slightly open in awe; that was one of the sweetest things you ever heard. Shaking yourself from looking too stupid, you noticed that you could now get a better look of Roger from head to toe since you weren't up on the ceiling in a plant's mouth.
Water was still dripping for his wet hair down onto his exposed, fit chest. You watched as a stray drop slid down his abdomen, slither past his belly button, and crash into the white towel that barely hung around his hips.
The clearing of his voice brought you back to the present and he was practically grinning ear to ear when you finally looked back at him. "Do you like what you see?" He asked with that same suggestive voice.
You gave his torso a quick glace before muttering to yourself, "You have no idea…"
"What was that?"
"OH! Nothing…nothing. I was just commenting on how…clean you were while I'm….covered...in slime." In the middle of your sentence, you had looked down to see that you had slime all over your legs and just on the bottom of your skirt. What was worse, the slime was a murky green color and it looked like you just stuck your feet inside a troll's nose. "Gross…"
Roger gave a small wince, "Yeah…sorry about that. But you're the one that set off the trap."
You were trying to at least wipe your shoes off on the ground while you shot another glare at him. "Why would you have a trap set on your clothes anyways?"
"Well you're a perfect example of why. So no one will mess with or steal my clothes." He grinned when you blushed, looking away ashamed. He then grabbed his boxers that were sitting out in the open now and walked over to you, handing them over. "Here…as payment for getting you and your skirt dirty."
You looked back and forth between the boxers and him, surprised by his offer before you lightly took them in your hand. "Wow…uh. Thanks."
"Not a problem." He grinned, leaning in very close to your face and placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. "I'd do anything for a beautiful woman like you."
You blushed for probably the hundredth time that night, slightly looking away from him. "I'm not that beautiful…"
It was his turn now to have shock spread over his face. "What are you talking about? _, you're beautiful! One of the most beautiful witches here at Hogwarts…hell, maybe the whole wizarding world!"
You blushed more, but shook your head. "Nah…I'm just ordinary; not very pretty and not very smart either. I mean, bloody hell, I got talked into a stupid game with a stupid dare and not only did I get caught, I get caught by none other than my long-time crush since-"
You stopped, the blood in your veins running cold when you realized what you just said. Roger was staring in equal surprise and when he began to grin you thought you were going to melt from your embarrassment.
"Did I hear you say, 'crush'?" he asked, perhaps sounding a little hopeful.
You nodded silently, bringing your head down. Roger's finger quickly caught your chin, though, and lifted your head back up to look at him. He was smiling and he leaned in to give the most gentle of kisses you very received. When he pulled back, he kept hold of your chin just in case you would try to look away again. "Now that I know kind of how you feel, I have a few things to say and I hope you will listen to all of it." You were holding your breath slightly and nodded to show you would. With a deep breath, he continued.
"First, you are not ordinary. You are _; a smart, talented, and very sexy looking witch." With that last comment, he eyed you with a deep sensual tone in his voice; it made you shiver just thinking about it.
"Second, the game wasn't stupid and the dare was only slightly stupid. I say that because if it had been someone else who caught you, then it would have been very stupid and I would be a very jealous Ravenclaw." Before you even had a chance to question him, he moved right along, moving to hold both of your shoulders firmly.
"And thirdly, I am so happy to hear you say that you have a crush on me. But I can't say the same…" Your heart felt like it froze in an instant and was already beginning to crack. But Roger held you firmly and the seriousness in his eyes was enough to make you continue listening.
"…I've already gone past that point a long time ago. The truth, _, is that I think I'm in love with you."
What? Roger said what? He was in love with you?! There was no way…just no way!
He kind of seemed a little nervous now, a side of him you never really saw before. "So…umm. Well I was…wanting to know if perhaps you would…go out with me?"
He asked you out. Roger Davies just asked you out…in the middle of the boys' locker room…in nothing but a towel…and he said he loved you.
The blank look and sudden stillness of your body had Roger getting a little more nervous and you could see the small hints of doubt in his eyes. You had to move…you had to tell him!
"YES," you screamed. Both of you jumped from the abrupt way you said it and you tried to recover quickly, "Yes, yes! Of course I'll date you!"
The corner of his mouth began to twitch as he asked in excitement, "Really?"
"Yes!" you exclaimed.
Not caring about your current states, he scooped you up in his arms and twirled both of you around in pure happiness. Your laughs echoed in the room and all you could think about was how unreal it all felt. You certainly hoped it wasn't all a dream.
When Roger finally sat you down he quickly captured your lips, pulling you tightly against him. You returned the kiss, completely forgetting that he was still in nothing but a towel and you were covered from the thighs down in slime.
When you broke a part, both of you looked down at the same time to see that the slime was now on Roger's legs and was stretching just slightly between you. You wanted to growl at the slime for ruining a perfect moment for you, but noticed Roger chuckling.
He looked into your eyes with a warm smile. "Looks like I need another shower."
You smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, Roger."
His humorous grin quickly shifted into a mischievous smile. "You could join me to make up for it…"
Normally, you would have blushed, but now knowing he was in love with you, you decided to flirt back. "Sure…Why not?"
"…R-really?!" He just stood there, not quite sure how to respond as you went to unbutton your shirt. He didn't move or make any attempt to stop you, but rather watched as you took off your uniform, piece by piece until you finally were tossing your panties and slimy trouser socks to the side.
Roger licked is dry lips after gaping in awe from the sight of your bare skin; from head to toe, you were perfection in his eyes.
"Beautiful…" he muttered softly, finally moving to wrap his arms around your waist, "…Brilliantly beautiful."
Your shy smile grew wider as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Instead of words, you thanked him with a gentle kiss, your bare skin gently brushing against his chest and legs.
A gentle moan was all you heard accompanied by a shiver before Roger had his lips crushing against yours, his arms pulling you as tightly as possible against him. The once gentle kiss was now a passionate war of tongues, both of you trying to get the upper hand to explore.
While transfixed on your little play, Roger took the opportunity to push you back until the back of your knees hit the edge of the bench. It was just enough of a distraction to let him lead the powerful kiss, making your head dizzy with sensual thoughts. He helped maneuver you down until you were laying flat on the bench with his warm body coming over yours. His hands rubbed along your sides while he barely pressed his hips down into yours. Even though he was still wrapped in a towel, you could feel his excitement growing harder against your bare skin. You wanted nothing more than to feel more of that heat, raising your hips up to press against warm member.
He shutters with the contact, making him break the hypnotic lip-lock to moan in delight. With big, lustful eyes, he looks down at you with a grin. "Merlin…you're so amazing…" a simple brush of his hand over your hips made you shiver and then he smirked, "…but, I still think you need to be punished…" You stared at him with growing wide-eyes, his mischievous grin not reassuring you.
Within seconds, he pushed up your legs at the thighs, spreading them until your knees were on either side of your cheeks. Your expression went from shock to tense pleasure. Roger Davies was kissing and licking at the moist lips of your sensitive core!
You shivered as he moved his lips all around between your legs; kissing, licking and even nipping as he mapped out all of your pleasure spots. Eventually, that tongue of his slips up right in between your folds and on up until the warm muscle was resting right over your clit. With one flick of his tongue, a surge of pure pleasure shot though you, making your hips buck slightly. You could feel Roger grin as he pushed a little harder on your legs to keep you from moving, continuing to tease your clit with a fast pace. His tongue fluttered over your clit continuously and fast like the flutter of a golden snitch's wings. It was incredible! You moaned and tried to buck your hips, wanting to feel more of that warm, sensual pleasure. You could feel your core tightening up slowly, building up for a tremendous explosion. You were so close, so very close.
Suddenly, all of the pleasure came to a screeching halt. You looked down when you realized Roger had stopped his ministrations and was now grinning up at you from between your legs. You shifted your hips, "Roger, please….It felt so good."
With a pleased look, he kisses your leg before asking, "Would you want to feel something better?"
The tone of his voice alone from asking such a question had your whole body on fire with excitement. Eagerly, you nod your head, making him smile. "Alright…I suppose that was a good enough punishment, for now."
Even though he was trying to act like he had complete control, his cock was pulsing and twitching against you, even with his towel still between you. He rose up and then helps you up before letting said towel sag tantalizingly low at his hips. Once you were up, you strolled your fingers over the line of the towel that held your attention, hooking one finger just inside. His body seemed to freeze, but the way he was breathing told you it was from excitement. Without him stopping you, you pulled your finger to finally drop his towel to the floor and reveal his throbbing member to you.
It was standing straight up, thick and pulsing slightly with a small bead of precum just at the tip. So mesmerized by seeing him this excited, you grazed your fingers over the soft skin and squeezed just enough to feel how firm he was. His breathing sped up a little more as you moved your hand up and down his shaft, only to come back up and smear the little bead over the head. He releases a shaking moan, trusting his member a little deeper in your hand. He grabs your arms gently, rubbing them softly as he spoke with a husky voice, "Let's continue this in the shower..."
Again, you could only nod before both of you were practically running for the shower. As he turned on the water, you wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your hands over his chest in an embrace as you kissed his back. He leans against you a little, enjoying to gentleness for a while before he takes your wrist and pulls you in front of him, just under the spray of the warm water. Both of you hardly noticed the slim that was still on your legs running off as you rubbed against one other, making small butterfly kisses under the gentle stream.
You were enjoying the feel of his hands running over your moist skin, his lips trailing from your mouth to your neck and up to your ear. "Turn around for a second…"
You do as he asks, facing the wall was his hands roam your sides, back, and down to your ass. He gives your cheeks a firm squeeze before one pulls away and you feel a hard smack on one of them. Normally, you would have yelped, but with all the sexual tension it came out as an excited gasp. You looked back with your cheeks red hot in embarrassment to see Roger biting his lower lip to stifle a laugh. "Like that, did you?"
Before you can reply, he smacks the other ass cheek just as hard, coaxing another excited gasp from you. With a lustful grin, he leans into your ear to whisper, "You like being punished like a bad girl?"
This new foreplay had your knees shaking in anticipation. Licking your lips, you mutter out, "…Yes..."
He spanks you again, leaning in closer to you this time enough to feel his cock rest between your cheeks. He whispers again, sounding more excited himself, "Do you want me to fuck you like a bad girl?"
Your whole body was starting to quake; he was so sexy and so dominating. "Yes please", you quickly answered.
Roger squeezed your ass cheeks again, a low growl coming from deep in his throat. "Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs." You quickly do as you're asked, shivering as you feel one of his hands leave your ass and slowly slid down until he was stroking your womanhood. Both of you were pleasantly surprised with how wet you were, thoroughly enjoying the foreplay and 'bad girl' talk.
You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he whispered to you from behind again. "My my…you really do like being a bad girl, huh?"
He didn't wait for a reply this time, sliding two of his fingers up into your wet folds. You moaned out softly, wanting to feel more of his fingers as he lightly probed you. He pulls them out for just a moment only to replace them with a third finger, curling them in your tight channel. You panted and gasped, your arms shaking with the frustration of wanting to feel more friction even though he was trying to ease the pressure. With a few more small probes, he pulls his fingers our again and rubs his thick cock head just outside the lips. He lingers for a long while, just stroking it back and forth before you finally had to beg, "Please, Roger, please push it inside!"
With one quick thrust of his hip, he buries half of his thick member inside you, grinding the rest in as he firmly squeezes your ass. It was a lot of pressure, but there was very little pain thanks to how wet you were and his little probing with his fingers. He grids his hips against your ass firmly, making sure he was completely inside you before you felt another smack on your ass cheek. You moaned loudly, arching your back just as he pulls out to thrust back in again. He comes up with a small rhythm, thrusting a few times and then smacking one of your ass cheeks. This goes on for a small time, both of your panting between your sudden gasps. It felt so good and once again, you were felt like you were getting close. It was so warm, so hard…
And then he stopped again.
You almost whined like a little girl when he pulled out, but he turned you around quickly and lifted one of your legs up into the crook of his arm as he slammed his cock back into you. He started thrusting again, talking between pants, "I want…to see your face when you come."
He kisses you deeply while his thrusts push your back against the tiled wall, your arms linking behind his neck for more leverage and to pull him closer to you. You could feel that steady coil of pleasure tightening up once more, his trusts now angling a little higher up to hit you right in the most pleasurable spot. You had to break the kiss just to moan out loudly, you were almost there.
Roger kept his thrusts up this time, squeezing your hip and leg as he pushed on through as his own arousal was coming close. With a few more hard thrusts, you finally felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure explode through you, your walls tightening up and convulsing around his thick member with the scream of his name. Roger grunted from the sudden tightness and he too came with a heavy moan, pumping his cock deep inside you with thick streams of come.
The two of you clung to one other, slowly sinking down onto the floor of the shower with Roger on the floor and you sitting in his lap, still inside you. After catching his breath, he covers your neck, chest, and face with kisses, holding you like you might run away. You simply smiled and kissed his shoulder and neck before nibbling on his earlobe. "Do you think I got my just punishment," you teased.
He chuckles before pulling back to look into your eyes. "Yes…until the next time, my bad girl." He gives you a firm kiss before lightly smacking your ass one more time, chuckling when he gets a small gasp from you.
The two of you eventually get up and finish showering one another before getting out and getting dressed. You held your skirt up with a disgusted look while Roger chuckled softly, still shirtless. "Don't worry, sweetie. I have another pair of pants you can wear until you get to your dorm room."
As you were putting on the slightly oversized sweatpants on, Roger just watched you with an amused smile on his face. "What is it?" you asked.
He smiles more, "I was just thinking…I set a trap for a possible prankster and caught my love instead…who just happened to be a prankster. " You chuckled softly as he came closer, grabbing your chin to pull you into a quick kiss. "I love you, _."
You smiled sweetly up at him, completely melting from his words and charm. "I love you too, Roger."
He ends up walking you back to your dorm room and instead of giving you his boxers he originally was going to hand over, he says he has another idea and will accompany you when you have to make your reveal. e griHe
The next night:
Owls were sent out to all the girls that stated you had completed your dare and were ready to show them. All of the girls from that night's party (and a few extra curious ones) piled into the Room of Requirement, waiting patiently for your arrival.
It was a great shock to everyone when you came running in from the deep labyrinth of junk, wearing a short and fitting nightgown. You stopped running after you were on the far side of the group, panting while trying not to laugh. "I apologize ladies, but if you wait just a second…."
Just about that time, Roger came running from the same direction you had just come from, wearing a t-shirt and boxers. "…There are the boxers, with the man still wearing them…for now."
He barely looked at the women who were now gawking at the handsome wizard before his eyes caught sight of you. He ran over, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder before spanking you firmly on the ass. You gasped with a small giggle while he started to walk back with a pleased smile.
"I told you not to run, you bad girl…" he said in a very husky voice.
Just before he was about to disappear back down the path you both came from, he looked at all the women in the room staring at the two of you. He gave them a wink with a finger pressed firmly against his lips, playfully hinting to them all just what the two of you were up to. With that, he ran back to where ever the two of you had come from.
All the girls just sat there, staring off in the general direction before one of them whistled. "Merlin, she's lucky."
No one could argue that, not even Greengrass who was still sporting a blush. They all left in silence, never daring to utter what was displayed in there again. However, there was a significant rise in number of girls playing Truth or Dare (which Roger refused to let you play again) and all of them were shouting double dares.