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two nights later

two wraps at his office door, and filch glanced at the clock. it was ridiculously close to curfew. usually, he'd already be prowling the corridors, but he was in a terrible mood. peeves had mucked up not one, not three, but five rooms with pranks in the students. and did some noble wizard or witch come and use their magic to help filch clean it up and reorganize the rooms? no.

so filch had spent the last two days cleaning three of the five rooms. the remaining two would be cleaned during detention the following night. he was way too old to be scrubbing away like he had been. his knees ached.

"enter."

the door opened to reveal hermione granger, who looked incredibly nervous and somehow even more bushy-haired than usual.

instantly, filch felt a throb in his dick and sat up straighter.

"miss granger," he breathed. "what brings you here so... late?"

the girl started to shut the door behind her, but filch stopped her.

"leave it open."

hermione looked at him, almost like a deer caught in headlights, and her robe falling slightly open to reveal her hogwarts uniform.

"what do you want?" filch asked, his dark and beady eyes on her.

the girl's face grew red with embarrassment, " i, uhm, i just —"

"out with it, girl."

"iwantedtoseeyou," hermione blurted out in a rush, her face heated. she glanced over her shoulder, afraid someone had heard.

filch smirked and stood, his trousers clearly tented, "you may close the door now."

hermione granger admitting to wanting to see him was quite the confidence boost. the chit quickly closed the door.

"what did you want to see me for?" filch asked, already knowing the answer.

hermione bit her lip, her eyes scanning his scrawny frame, a blush still tinting her cheeks.

"i wanted to see if you... needed anything from me..."

and slid off her outer robes, allowing filch to see her for what she was: a young, blushing and horny school girl.

now... what to do with her?

"take off your clothes," filch demanded, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants fall to the ground.

hermione wasted no time, she started unbuttoning her shirt, sliding it off to reveal her lack of bra and the. dropped her skirt to the floor. no panties either, filch thought.

filch knew exactly what he wanted from her, but he wasn't sure how willing she would soon be.

"comes here," he said. "it's time to put your mouth to good use!"

hermione quickly came forward, sinking to her knees.

so eager.

her mouth was already opening, poised to slip over filch's hard cock.

"no," filch said his hand gripping her hair tightly. filch slid his hand up and down his hardened member. "the other side."

hermione stared at him uncomprehendingly for a few seconds. the other side?

the pin dropped and so did her stomach. surely not?

filch pushed her to the side, releasing her hair.

"get to it, girl."

hermione crawled behind filch, looking up at his saggy ass cheeks, unsure and uncertain if she was going to be able to do what he asked.

filch tossed a dirty look over his shoulder, and hermione got to her knees and placed her hands on his buttocks. they were cold and his skin was a bit loose. there was a sparse bit of hair peeking out from between his ass cheeks, and hermione felt heat rise to her own cheeks as she pushed them apart.

surprisingly, it was quite clean and not too hairy. filch's asshole was slightly puckered and hermione slowly leaned forward.

though it seemed clean, it definitely smelled of ass and flesh.

hermione braced her gryffindor courage and leaned in, swiping her tongue against his asshole opening. tentatively, she pressed her tongue a little harder.

filch moaned as hermione slid her tongue to his anus, swirling around it. filch pumped his cock faster as hermione's tongue pushed in.

"good girl," filched his. "such a good girl."

hermione moaned, his praise sending a shiver of delight through her and pressed her tongue into his asshole. it tasted like much like she imagined licking an armpit would be like, but hermione didn't mind. filch wanted her to do this.

filch gasped, his hand rubbing his hard cock as the third-year gryffindor licked his asshole, her tongue pleasantly warm and her breath hot. filch cupped his balls with his other hand. "such a flithy slut."

filch had, in all honesty, expected the girl to shy away and perhaps even try to leave. now, hermione sat behind him, slipping her hot little tongue inside. he could almost cum at the thought.

the sound of filch fapping and moaning was enough to make hermione's pussy ache as she continued, flicking her tongue around his asshole, hoping to not come across any of filch's stool.

hermione pulled her tongue out and gave a long lick from the back of his balls up the crack of filch's ass.

filch gasped, his asshole spasming as the girl pushed her tongue back in, continuing her thorough investigation.

"atta lass," filch groaned, gripping his cock as he rubbed his balls. "that's my lass."

hermione moaned again, the taste of filch's ass was surprisingly satisfying, and she enjoyed the way filch sounded as he grunted.

after a few minutes of licking and prodding filch's asshole with her tongue, hermione slipped a hand between her thighs, pressing her clit. it thrummed in pleasure, already she was so close. perhaps filch would reward her with a spanking or his cum.

hermione slid her tongue deeper, spurred on by filch's praise and moans, as she slipped a finger inside her wet quim.

she swirled her tongue, tasting his soft wet ass muscles, one hand sliding to filch's hip as she pressed her face fulling between his cheeks, her nose and chin against his crack. filch was sweating, or maybe her breath was condensation on his skin.

filch's grunts and breathing got louder as he came closer, feeling the tell-tale tingle in his balls. his body shook slightly as he pumped his dick faster, letting out a long moan as he came.

hermione shivered, lapping his ass as she listened to filch cum. ropes of his milky white cum spurting from his dick and down, coating his hand as he continued to pump.

as filch's breathing started to return to normal, hermione pulled back, her one hand still between her legs as her pussy hummed in desire. she licked her lips.

"come clean me up, girl," filch demanded sticking out his cum-coated hand for hermione.

smirking, filch watched the girl crawl forward , her hair mussed and face wet from eating his ass. hermione easily took his gnarled fingers into his mouth, sucking them sensually, her tongue caressing every crevice.

her eyes flicked to his now limp dick as she sucked, before closing her eyes and moaning as she rubbed her hard little clit.

the girl's desire for him was intoxicating: moaning and rubbing her wet little pussy as she cleaned his hand of his squib cum. next time, he'd fuck her as a reward, maybe.

if filch were a younger man, he might have been able to get it up again to fuck her from the girl's lewd and wanton display alone... perhaps it was time he asked snape if there was a potion he could use...