To those readers, this is rated R for a reason!!! Especially this chapter!!!!! Without a doubt!!!! Please don't report us because you chose to read it.... If you find something the matter with it.... Skip this chapter and keep moving! Well, if you do that then you'll miss the good parts. Not for people with weak nerves for sex or about sex!!! This whole chapter is well... sex! Nothing more, nothing less... Thank you for your time and patience!!!!! Have a nice flight.
Blaise and Rook
Blaise pulled away slowly and looked up at Rook. By now Rook had at least tried to calm herself down and tried to stop crying.
"Feel any better?" he asked looking deep into her eyes.
"Yeah..." she sighed. She looked up at him and smiled softly.
"Are you a virgin?" Blaise asked her. Rook looked away.
"Yes." She said softly, beginning to cry again. Blaise moved a little closer to her and looked at her with soft eyes.
"Look, I don't want to do this... but I want you to be okay too. You do understand don't you?" asked Blaise. Rook, tears lining her eyes, nodded. Blaise pulled her toward him and slowly took off her top, kissing her shoulders.
Rook with nervous hands, took off his. Slowly new parts of the other's body were revealed... until they were naked. He pushed her back and slid gently over her. She trembled beneath him, wanting to get up and leave this place. Blaise allowed his body to weigh down on hers, she moaned as their body heat connected. He looked down at her pleading face.
"Ready?" he asked. She breathed hard under him...
...She nodded once more. Gently Blaise slid into her, emitting a small cry of pain to be sounded into his ear.
He rose above her holding himself on his arms. "It's okay."
He moved on and in her, moaning in pleasure all the while paying secure attention to her reactions. Rook closed her eyes as the pain slowly eased away into contentment. Rook wrapped her arms about his body. The movement encouraged him to just keep going... more rapidly and harder.
"Blaise..." she cried into his ear and kissing his neckline.
"Oh, Rook." he moaned into her mouth as he pressed his lips tough on hers. He went harder into her until...
Rook clung to him, digging her nails into his back as she climaxed. Blaise followed shortly after, moaning loudly at the sweet sensation. His strong body collapsed on top of hers. She shook more now than ever, tears filling her eyes.
"It'll be okay." He whispered affectionately, and Rook accepted his comfort.
Raven and Draco
Raven leaned against the wall, staring into Draco's gray eyes as he looked back into hers.
"Well?" said Draco.
"Take me!" Raven responded. Draco began to unbutton her shirt picking the buttons off one by one. As he removed her shirt, she slid her hands down to his torso. She fumbled messily with the button and zipper on his uniform slacks.
"No... not yet." He sighed between kisses.
Raven questioned herself, not knowing what to do with her hands; she just unfastened the first button on his shirt.
"NO! Not yet..."
"But..."
He grabbed her wrists and slammed them to the wall over her head.
"Oww!" she sighed.
"Shhh..." he pushed, grazing his tongue across her neck and sucking up hard on one spot. Raven bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. Draco squeezed her wrists hard...
"Keep them there!" he demanded. He slid and licked around her belly button. He slid his hand up her skirt, pulling her panties to the side with a finger.
"Draco..."
He slid his finger around as she nearly collapsed over him. He stood again, towering in front of her vulnerable body. He grinned down at her, noticing her defenselessness.
Raven kept her eyes closed tightly as his hand remained under her skirt. She allowed her arms to drop to his chest.
"I SAID NO!!" he growled, removing his hand and slamming hers back into the wall again. He yanked her over to the bed and pulled her skirt and panties away from her body, he slid down and soon tasted her on his tongue. Raven's hips jolted with every brush of his tongue.
He was teasing her...
"Draco..." she pleaded, "please..." she begged for his body.
He slid over her allowing her to do away with his clothes. He raised her hips when he entered her, stopping her hands from exploring him. She gripped his shoulder with her teeth, trying to keep form screaming. Draco enjoyed the bite... he had her at the point every Malfoy wants their women... pleading for them... more and more.
Pleasure broke from her, then him, and he let himself go. They breathed heavily together, trying to compose themselves.
Crabbe and Hermione
Crabbe tiptoed quietly over to the couch. He looked down at Hermione. He reached to touch her but didn't even get close. Her fist soared up into his squashed face, knocking it back.
"Stupid fuck shit!" Hermione grumbled before rolling over and falling back to sleep.
Pansy and Harry
Pansy smiled as she looked at Harry's nude form.
"Not bad Potter. No wonder the bigger bird likes you. You're packing an immense pistol in your pocket. I'm impressed!" Pansy smiled. Harry rolled his eyes, and shrugged against the binding chains.
"It's no use. You don't come down until I say so..." grinned Pansy. She began kissing his chest, leading downward.
"Oh God..." Harry moaned as her tongue flicked against his skin.
'Rook, I'm so sorry.' He thought.
Pansy's lips and mouth turned into wrapping paper and had sealed itself around his flesh. Harry moaned... Pansy sucked softly, glancing up at him occasionally. She saw it in his face that he was enjoying it very much. She moved away, Harry panted heavily, a slight, thin film of sweat forming on his body. Pansy snapped her fingers, letting him fall.
"Undress me." said Pansy.
"You've got to be kidding me." Said Harry staring at her foolishly.
"No! I said undress me slave!" Pansy yelled hitting Harry with an unspoken spell. Before he knew it Harry walked over and stripped her clean of her clothes. He laid her on the bed and kissed her breast deeply engulfing them.
"Yes Harry!!" she moaned. Her fingers ran through his hair, as he trailed down farther on her, intimately caressing her with his lips.
Pansy screamed in satisfaction as his tongue caressed her. Harry never felt so torn. It felt nice to finally be pleased, but the fact that it wasn't Rook, killed him inside. But he couldn't control the instinct of animal lust. He went back up, and looked down at her.
"I fucking hate you, you unruly little whore!" he hissed.
"Yeah, but you love to fuck me!" said Pansy, jerking him towards her, pushing herself around him. Harry moaned at her heat. She rolled over on top of him and began to ride him. No matter how much his heart cried wanting it to be Rook and stop, his body reacted. He couldn't stop his hands from holding her hips. And couldn't stop his lips from making contact with hers.
Then it happened and they climaxed. Never had he been so happy for sex to be over. Pansy lay on his chest, but he merely pushed her off. He went to the bathroom, and cleaned up, scrubbing ferociously. He was entirely crimson by the time he returned. Pansy looked at him...
"And I declare again... not bad Potter." She smiled.
Harry threw a book at her, hitting her in the head, previous to redressing and lying on the chaise lounge, adjacent to the bed.
Ron and Millicent
Ron threw everything he could grab at Millicent. How the hell could he forget it was her bathroom? Millicent inched closer, objects bouncing off of her enormous body.
"Damn!!! What the hell am I fighting? A brick wall?" Asked Ron. He finally threw a basket full of soaps, hitting her square in the face. Once more he broke for it and the chase began again.
Blaise and Rook
Blaise pulled away slowly and looked up at Rook. By now Rook had at least tried to calm herself down and tried to stop crying.
"Feel any better?" he asked looking deep into her eyes.
"Yeah..." she sighed. She looked up at him and smiled softly.
"Are you a virgin?" Blaise asked her. Rook looked away.
"Yes." She said softly, beginning to cry again. Blaise moved a little closer to her and looked at her with soft eyes.
"Look, I don't want to do this... but I want you to be okay too. You do understand don't you?" asked Blaise. Rook, tears lining her eyes, nodded. Blaise pulled her toward him and slowly took off her top, kissing her shoulders.
Rook with nervous hands, took off his. Slowly new parts of the other's body were revealed... until they were naked. He pushed her back and slid gently over her. She trembled beneath him, wanting to get up and leave this place. Blaise allowed his body to weigh down on hers, she moaned as their body heat connected. He looked down at her pleading face.
"Ready?" he asked. She breathed hard under him...
...She nodded once more. Gently Blaise slid into her, emitting a small cry of pain to be sounded into his ear.
He rose above her holding himself on his arms. "It's okay."
He moved on and in her, moaning in pleasure all the while paying secure attention to her reactions. Rook closed her eyes as the pain slowly eased away into contentment. Rook wrapped her arms about his body. The movement encouraged him to just keep going... more rapidly and harder.
"Blaise..." she cried into his ear and kissing his neckline.
"Oh, Rook." he moaned into her mouth as he pressed his lips tough on hers. He went harder into her until...
Rook clung to him, digging her nails into his back as she climaxed. Blaise followed shortly after, moaning loudly at the sweet sensation. His strong body collapsed on top of hers. She shook more now than ever, tears filling her eyes.
"It'll be okay." He whispered affectionately, and Rook accepted his comfort.
Raven and Draco
Raven leaned against the wall, staring into Draco's gray eyes as he looked back into hers.
"Well?" said Draco.
"Take me!" Raven responded. Draco began to unbutton her shirt picking the buttons off one by one. As he removed her shirt, she slid her hands down to his torso. She fumbled messily with the button and zipper on his uniform slacks.
"No... not yet." He sighed between kisses.
Raven questioned herself, not knowing what to do with her hands; she just unfastened the first button on his shirt.
"NO! Not yet..."
"But..."
He grabbed her wrists and slammed them to the wall over her head.
"Oww!" she sighed.
"Shhh..." he pushed, grazing his tongue across her neck and sucking up hard on one spot. Raven bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. Draco squeezed her wrists hard...
"Keep them there!" he demanded. He slid and licked around her belly button. He slid his hand up her skirt, pulling her panties to the side with a finger.
"Draco..."
He slid his finger around as she nearly collapsed over him. He stood again, towering in front of her vulnerable body. He grinned down at her, noticing her defenselessness.
Raven kept her eyes closed tightly as his hand remained under her skirt. She allowed her arms to drop to his chest.
"I SAID NO!!" he growled, removing his hand and slamming hers back into the wall again. He yanked her over to the bed and pulled her skirt and panties away from her body, he slid down and soon tasted her on his tongue. Raven's hips jolted with every brush of his tongue.
He was teasing her...
"Draco..." she pleaded, "please..." she begged for his body.
He slid over her allowing her to do away with his clothes. He raised her hips when he entered her, stopping her hands from exploring him. She gripped his shoulder with her teeth, trying to keep form screaming. Draco enjoyed the bite... he had her at the point every Malfoy wants their women... pleading for them... more and more.
Pleasure broke from her, then him, and he let himself go. They breathed heavily together, trying to compose themselves.
Crabbe and Hermione
Crabbe tiptoed quietly over to the couch. He looked down at Hermione. He reached to touch her but didn't even get close. Her fist soared up into his squashed face, knocking it back.
"Stupid fuck shit!" Hermione grumbled before rolling over and falling back to sleep.
Pansy and Harry
Pansy smiled as she looked at Harry's nude form.
"Not bad Potter. No wonder the bigger bird likes you. You're packing an immense pistol in your pocket. I'm impressed!" Pansy smiled. Harry rolled his eyes, and shrugged against the binding chains.
"It's no use. You don't come down until I say so..." grinned Pansy. She began kissing his chest, leading downward.
"Oh God..." Harry moaned as her tongue flicked against his skin.
'Rook, I'm so sorry.' He thought.
Pansy's lips and mouth turned into wrapping paper and had sealed itself around his flesh. Harry moaned... Pansy sucked softly, glancing up at him occasionally. She saw it in his face that he was enjoying it very much. She moved away, Harry panted heavily, a slight, thin film of sweat forming on his body. Pansy snapped her fingers, letting him fall.
"Undress me." said Pansy.
"You've got to be kidding me." Said Harry staring at her foolishly.
"No! I said undress me slave!" Pansy yelled hitting Harry with an unspoken spell. Before he knew it Harry walked over and stripped her clean of her clothes. He laid her on the bed and kissed her breast deeply engulfing them.
"Yes Harry!!" she moaned. Her fingers ran through his hair, as he trailed down farther on her, intimately caressing her with his lips.
Pansy screamed in satisfaction as his tongue caressed her. Harry never felt so torn. It felt nice to finally be pleased, but the fact that it wasn't Rook, killed him inside. But he couldn't control the instinct of animal lust. He went back up, and looked down at her.
"I fucking hate you, you unruly little whore!" he hissed.
"Yeah, but you love to fuck me!" said Pansy, jerking him towards her, pushing herself around him. Harry moaned at her heat. She rolled over on top of him and began to ride him. No matter how much his heart cried wanting it to be Rook and stop, his body reacted. He couldn't stop his hands from holding her hips. And couldn't stop his lips from making contact with hers.
Then it happened and they climaxed. Never had he been so happy for sex to be over. Pansy lay on his chest, but he merely pushed her off. He went to the bathroom, and cleaned up, scrubbing ferociously. He was entirely crimson by the time he returned. Pansy looked at him...
"And I declare again... not bad Potter." She smiled.
Harry threw a book at her, hitting her in the head, previous to redressing and lying on the chaise lounge, adjacent to the bed.
Ron and Millicent
Ron threw everything he could grab at Millicent. How the hell could he forget it was her bathroom? Millicent inched closer, objects bouncing off of her enormous body.
"Damn!!! What the hell am I fighting? A brick wall?" Asked Ron. He finally threw a basket full of soaps, hitting her square in the face. Once more he broke for it and the chase began again.