Chapter Four
Blue and Bronze Desires
That night, Jugson lay awake in the dimly lit Ravenclaw dormitory. His anticipation was uncontrollable as he patiently waited for the rest of the boys in the dormitory to fall asleep. With a slight rustle of sheets, he carefully removed the Marauder's map from its secret hiding place. The treasured artifact had been entrusted to him by Professor Willow during their encounter the previous summer. The map glowed faintly as Jugson uttered the sacred words, his voice a hushed murmur, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
Looking intently at the parchment, Jugson's eyes flickered across the empty corridors, save for the occasional presence of vigilant teachers. Then a name caught his attention, Professor Holly Willow. He observed her pinpointed location on the seventh floor, where she seemed to be steadily advancing towards a seemingly solid wall. And then she vanished into thin air. Swiftly and stealthily, Jugson slipped out of the Ravenclaw common room, his heart racing with the thrill of the secret meeting. The map guided his steps, deftly leading him through a labyrinth of hidden passageways, ensuring he evaded any prying eyes or inquisitive faculty members.
Taking shortcuts provided by the map, Jugson ascended to the seventh floor. Arriving at his destination, Jugson found himself facing an unadorned wall, devoid of any noticeable features. Yet, as if responding to his presence, a sudden transformation occurred before his eyes. A door materialised in shades of blue and bronze, a striking contrast against the dullness of the surrounding stone. Jugson tapped on the map gently, whispering, "Mischief managed."
Jugson swiftly entered the room, carefully closing the door behind him to ensure privacy. As he turned around, Professor Willow eagerly leaped into his arms, her legs instinctively wrapping around his body with her hips grinding on his, and began deeply kissing him, her tongue invading Jugson's mouth.
"You're late, sweetie," Professor Willow panted, her words slipping between kisses as she held Jugson close.
"I'm sorry, Holly," Jugson managed to say between kisses.
After what seemed like an hour, Professor Willow finally broke off their kiss. As Jugson looked around, he saw a blue and bronze-coloured room filled with Ravenclaw banners and Quidditch stuff, with a giant bed in the middle. Just the room they needed. Professor Willow took Jugson's hand and led him over to the bed. As they reached the bed, Jugson slowly undressed her, and the robe she was wearing fell to the ground, revealing she had nothing underneath, just wearing Jugson's favourite knee-high blue and bronze socks.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, and their tongues entwined. Jugson's hands embarked on a journey across Professor Willow's soft body, tracing every part with a tantalising touch, while Professor Willow's own hands found solace in the silky tresses of Jugson's hair. Eventually, they reluctantly parted, both gasping for much-needed breath.
"Wow!" Jugson exclaimed, a broad smile stretching across his face. "You're incredible, Holly."
Professor Willow's smile mirrored Jugson's, her heart racing with exhilaration. "And you, Jugson, are bloody cute."
Jugson, unable to resist Professor Willow, drew her close once more, their lips reconnecting. His hands embarked on a passionate exploration of Professor Willow's body once more, their movements infused with a newfound passion. As they kissed, whispers of heated breath mingled, expressing the depth of their yearning. "I can't wait to explore every inch of you," Jugson murmured, his voice dripping with longing.
A pleasurable shiver raced down Professor Willow's spine, her body eagerly responding to Jugson's touch. A mischievous glimmer danced in her tone as she teased. "Then what are we waiting for?"
Professor Willow pushed Jugson over to the bed, forcing him down on the edge of the bed. Professor Willow got on his knees on the floor, settling between Jugson's legs. Jugson looked down at Professor Willow on her knees in her blue socks in between his legs, fully naked, looking up at him with her beautiful, sexy blue eyes, and thought she was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. Professor Willow, looking down between Jugson's legs at his beautiful, fully erect seven-inch cock, wrapped her hands and fingers around it. She kissed and licked his inner thighs, then spat on his cock. She gently pulled down and then brought her hand back up, repeating the motion with deliberate slowness, never looking away from Jugson's cock.
"Holly, Holly," Jugson gasped, his voice hovering between a profound moan and a blissful sigh.
"Feeling good is it, sweetie?" She asked, unable to keep herself from smiling in delight at Jugson's beautiful cock.
"Could you go a little faster, Holly?" Jugson asked softly, his fingertips tenderly caressing Professor Willow's cheek. Eager to fulfil Jugson's desires, Professor Willow eagerly obliged, finding the adorable and alluring expression on Jugson's face incredibly sexy as she returned her eyes to his beautiful cock.
After five minutes, Professor Willow couldn't wait anymore she wanted her lover's cock back in her mouth. It had been too long, so she gave her ruby lips a lick and wrapped them around Jugson's head. He moaned in pleasure as his head shot back. Jugson's cum was her favourite, it had a subtle musky taste. She ran her tongue around Jugson's head, exploring and teasing every little nook and cranny, before giving it a gentle suck. Professor Willow's blue eyes returned to Jugson's purple eyes, who were looking straight at her. He looked like he was having trouble breathing, panting, and gasping every few seconds. She then took all of his cock down her throat in one movement and started to bob up and down on him, sucking a little more eagerly while continuing to explore his cock with her tongue. Jugson's fingers ran through Professor Willow's blonde hair and held her hair as she bobbed up and down with vigour. There was something so erotic about having his fingers rake through and hold her hair and massage her scalp while she sucked on him.
Jugson gasped, a rush of air escaping his lips in a large puff. "God, you are amazing," he managed to utter amidst fragmented pants, his voice laden with the effort to regain his breath.
"So... Should I go again, sweetie?" Professor Willow inquired, her voice taking on its usual cute and playful tone.
"Don't you ever stop," Jugson giggled. Professor Willow smiled at him and took his cock in his mouth again. He started bobbing up and down on him, sucking a little more eagerly while continuing to explore Jugson's cock with his tongue.
After a few minutes of this and without much warning, Jugson went very stiff, every muscle in his lower body going stiff. Professor Willow had no time to react as Jugson held her head with his cock deep in her throat, and then suddenly, her throat and mouth were full of hot, thick sperm that just seemed to keep coming. Professor Willow did her best to swallow most of it, but inevitably the volume was just too much and began dripping from her chin onto her chest. Jugson could only look at Professor Willow in stunned silent bliss, his voice unable to work. Professor Willow was still trying to swallow the massive load.
Professor Willow laughed, whipping a large amount of cum off her chin and chest and eating it. "Mmmm, you're so tasty," she giggled, still licking and eating his cum.
Jugson bent down and kissed her multiple times on the lips, then licked the remainder of his cum off Professor Willow's mouth, chin, and chest, giving her nipples a little kiss and bite. "You are astonishing, Holly. I've never cum that much in my life," Jugson panted through broken breaths, looking down at a smiling Professor Willow, stroking her cheek. She was about to talk but shivered as she looked at the floor, the sight of their clothes thrown all over the Room of Requirements. "Are you okay, Holly?" Jugson asked, with his hand still stroking her cheek, having seen her shiver.
Professor Willow nodded. "I'm ok, sweetie," she replied with a smile. "Just a little cold, move over for me," she crawled in under the sheet with Jugson. "I'm still cold," Professor Willow complained. "Can you warm me up?" she asked with a cheeky smile.
"Oh yeah, you want me to warm you up? How would my professor like me to do that?" Jugson asked with a smile, making her shiver.
Professor Willow took Jugson's hand and placed it against her soft stomach. "Let's see if you know your way around your professor's body. Head south until you find something soft, warm, and very wet. And in need of a release from its lover," she giggled at him.
Slowly, Jugson let his hand drift down Professor Willow's body until his fingers trailed through a patch of short hair. He ran his fingers through it and played with it. He covered the last few inches of her body in one swift motion, making her gasp when he cupped her soaking wet pussy. As her mouth opened, Jugson pressed his lips against hers and plundered her mouth. She reached out and clung to him, holding his face to hers own while her hips ground wantonly into his hand. Jugson let his fingers drift through her outermost lips, and he shivered when she moaned. Jugson laid Professor Willow down on her back and pulled the thin sheet back, exposing her body. Jugson, as always, was once again captivated by her beauty.
"Well... Are you going to touch me or just stare at me all night?" Professor Willow quipped playfully, looking up at Jugson and giving him her sexiest face.
Jugson grinned and spread Professor Willow's legs as wide as possible, kissing, licking, and biting her inner thighs with passion. She sighed and ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness of it. Professor Willow cried with happiness when she felt his lips touch her. Her breath came in hard, loud pants and moans. Jugson reached out with his tongue and drew it through her folds in a single, long, slow motion. Professor Willow let out a long, keening whine, her hips grinding down on his face out of pure instinct. Her toes curled and her hands fisted in his hair, she had him pressed firmly into her pussy. She was letting out soft, gentle moans as he ran his tongue up and down her pussy, kissing and licking her clit every time he got to the top, savouring the taste of his professor and of his lover, then taking her clit into his mouth, he began sucking and licking. Professor Willow was letting out soft, gentle moans as Jugson ran his tongue up and down her pussy, kissing and licking it, savouring the taste of her precum, and kissing and licking her asshole.
"Oh, fuck, Jugson," Professor Willow managed to gasp through her ecstasy. "There, oh there, keep sucking there." Jugson happily obliged, as her hips continued to rock and gyrate. "More, more, harder, harder!" Professor Willow moaned loudly, her hands tangled in Jugson's hair. She had him pressed firmly into her pussy, clutching at him in blissful agony through the pleasure of Jugson's mouth. "I am almost going to cum, sweetie," Professor Willow panted hard.
Jugson began sucking and licking harder, slipping a finger into her asshole, and starting to slowly finger-fuck her. Professor Willow pressed his head further into her pussy, enough to suffocate. Jugson had just enough time to hear her scream before she wrapped her legs around his head like a vice and hung on for dear life. It took a sharp pinch to her inner thigh for her to let him go.
"Oh, I am sorry, sweetie," Professor Willow panted, still enjoying her orgasm. Jugson's face was soaked with her juices as he started to lick the juices with a smile, then cleaned and dried his face off.
Jugson lifted himself on his arms and went back to sitting. "It's ok, sexy," he panted. "I loved it; you taste amazing, and well... I'm ready to go again after that," he said, looking down at his once again fully erect cock.
Professor Willow looked down at Jugson's delicious cock, then up to his face, ogling his body on the way up. She moved you close, placing her hand on Jugson's chest and kissing him gently on the lips. "Fuck me, now," Professor Willow begged with passion.
"Yes, Professor, and, well, since you're there, you can stay on your back," Jugson finished. As Professor Willow looked down between her legs at Jugson's cock slowly entering her, she gave a cute moan.
Sounds of the bed creaking and squeaking filled the room of requirement as Professor Willow groaned and moaned on her back with her legs spread wide. Jugson slowly pushed himself into Professor Willow's wanting and dripping wet entrance. He slowly got balls deep and held still for a couple of seconds. Professor Willow's arms were pinned above her head by Jugson's left hand, while his right played with her breasts and nipples as he locked his lips to hers, their tongues meeting as Jugson slowly pulled his cock out of her until only the head of his cock remained inside of her. Then, once again, moving slowly, he filled her up again and again, over and over.
"Oh, Jugson, yes, yes, keep doing that." Professor Willow moaned, her lips and tongue still connected to Jugson's. He released her arms, and Professor Willow's hands were now massaging Jugson's scalp, and her fingertips and nails were gently scratching his back down to his ass as they made love.
"Your so damn tight, Holly. You feel fucking amazing. I love you!" Jugson moaned. He breeds her like this for maybe ten to fifteen minutes, slowly moving his hips in and out, from the tip of his head to balls deep over and over, to Professor Willow's ever more wanting moans, all while still playing with her breasts. Professor Willow reluctantly broke off the passionate kiss, which made Jugson frown. "Why? I want your lips back, I was enjoying your tongue," Jugson asked with a slight tinge of sadness in his voice, but still breeding her slowly and lovingly.
"I'm sorry, sweetie," Professor Willow replied with a quick kiss on Jugson's lips. "But I want to ride your cock hard," she finished with a cute smile.
Jugson lifted himself on his arms and went back to sitting. "It's ok, sexy," he panted. "I loved it you taste amazing, and well... I'm ready to go again after that," he said, looking down at his once again fully erect cock.
Professor Willow looked down at Jugson's delicious cock, then up to his face, ogling his body on the way up. She moved you close, placing her hand on Jugson's chest and kissing him gently on the lips. "Fuck me, now," Professor Willow begged with passion.
Jugson picked up Professor Willow with her wrapping her legs around Jugson, and as they kissed deeply, he laid Professor Willow down on her back softly, still giving her gentle kisses, then spread her smooth, sexy legs, placing them on either side of him. Jugson moved slowly down Professor Willow's body, kissing and gently biting at any bit of flesh he could, making her moan and pant. Jugson got to her pussy, spitted and licked it, getting it more nice and wet, then took hold of his now solid throbbing cock, lined it up with Professor Willow's pussy, and rubbed it up and down against it.
"Are you ready, Holly?" Jugson asked, smiling.
"I'm more than ready for you, sweetie," Professor Willow replied, her voice filled with anticipation and excitement as she met Jugson's playful gaze.
Jugson gave Professor Willow a deep kiss, then began pressing into her slowly. Feeling the tip of Jugson sink into her was bliss. Jugson gave a sharp thrust deep into her body. Professor Willow grunted hard as she felt Jugson's cock spread her open.
"Oh, you feel so tight, Holly," Jugson panted, his voice laced with a mixture of awe and desire.
"And you feel big, sweetie," Professor Willow cried, her hair glued to her forehead from perspiration. It felt so good. Jugson felt so good. "Faster!" she cried, feeling Jugson oblige, giving delicious grunts of his own as he sank balls deep into her over and over again.
It was ecstasy and paradise to feel Jugson move against her, to feel his slick skin press and rub against her. Professor Willow couldn't help but moan, cry, and scream out Jugson's name as the pleasure spiked, and she felt her body convulse, her pussy tighten, and then clamp down on Jugson. As Professor Willow lay there, moaning and cooing as Jugson road her through her second climax of the night, she caught the sound of the bed creaking and groaning in protest to their vigorous and hard fucking.
Hearing Jugson grunt, groan, and moan just got her more hot and horny, it made everything feel so much better. Professor Willow's hands fisted in Jugson's hair, flesh, or sheets, wherever she could grip, while her legs wrapped around Jugson's hips and locked at the ankles, drawing Jugson in impossibly deeper. Professor Willow felt Jugson's thrusts grow ever wilder, ever more desperate, and ever deeper. Jugson was on the edge, teetering on the precipice of climax but not letting himself go just yet. Professor Willow was close again—close to yet another orgasm.
"Let it go, Jugson, let it go, sweetie," Professor Willow whispered in Jugson's ear, the soft sound standing in stark contrast with the shouting he had both been doing earlier. "Please cum deep inside of me, babe!" Professor Willow moaned and begged.
That was enough. With a loud grunt in her ear, Jugson was pushed over the cliff into pure bliss. The grunt and sudden rush of warm cum deep inside of Professor Willow was more than enough for her, cumin hard himself. Jugson continued to breed her slowly and deeply for a while, with Professor Willow making very soft but sexy squeaks and passionately kissing their tongues together. After a while, exhausted and utterly spent, Jugson collapsed onto her in a sweaty pile while gasping for air. Professor Willow, with her legs still wrapped around Jugson, felt like she had run a marathon, and her body buzzed and hummed like, well, nothing she had ever felt before.
A few minutes later, with Jugson still buried inside of her, he softly and carefully began withdrawing from Professor Willow and settling down on the bed beside her. Having only one pillow, Jugson made himself comfortable and watched as Professor Willow, content and relaxed, nestled against his chest while letting out a gentle yawn. It was a tender and intimate moment.
"I'm going to have a nice nap on this pillow," Professor Willow remarked, playfully draping her arm and leg over Jugson and slowly stroking her fingers over his body.
Jugson gladly welcomed Professor Willow's proximity and drew her closer, savouring the warmth of their bodies entwined together. "Have a good nap," he whispered, placing a tender kiss on the top of Professor Willow's head.
"Thank you, sweetie," Professor Willow replied softly, her eyes already heavy with drowsiness. And it didn't take long for her to succumb to the embrace of sleep, feeling safe and cherished in Jugson's arms.
The next morning, with the morning lights lighting up the room of requirements, the sounds of the bed creaking and squeaking filled his room as Professor Willow groaned and moaned on her back with her legs spread wide. As Jugson slowly pushed himself into her wanting and wet entrance, he slowly got balls deep and held still for a couple of seconds. Professor Willow's arms were pinned above her head by Jugson's left hand while his right played with her nipples as he locked his lips to hers, their tongues meeting as Jugson slowly pulled his cock out of Professor Willow until only the head of his cock remained inside of her. Then, once again, moving slowly, he filled her up again and again, over and over.
"Oh Jugson, yes, yes, keep going." Professor Willow moaned, her lips and tongue still connected to his. Jugson released Professor Willow's arms, and her hands were now massaging Jugson's scalp, and her fingertips and nails were gently scratching Jugson's back down to his ass as he bred her slowly.
Jugson moaned as he breeds Professor Willow like this for maybe ten to fifteen minutes, slowly moving his hips in and out, from the tip of his head to balls deep over and over, to Professor Willow's ever more wanting moans, all while still playing with her nipples. She reluctantly broke off the passionate kiss, which made Jugson sad. "Why? I want your lips back, I was enjoying your tongue," Jugson asked with a slight tinge of sadness in his voice, still breeding Professor Willow slowly.
"Sorry, cutie," Professor Willow replied with a quick kiss on Jugson's lips. "But I need to ride your cock hard now," she finished with a cute smile.
"Oh, I am fine with that," Jugson replied, smiling, and quickly pulled out of her and laid on his back, waiting for Professor Willow to get on top. She straddled his lap, steadying herself on Jugson's chest. As his cock nestled at her pussy, Jugson held her hips as she slowly sank onto Jugson's solid cock beneath her.
"Oh god," Professor Willow moaned and sighed as she bottomed out. Her pussy walls clamped around Jugson as he remained still for a moment, enjoying the fullness she felt and the feeling of his cock buried deep inside of her. "You so dam big, sweetie,"
"I like you bigging me up," Jugson laughed as he kissed Professor Willow deeply.
"Anytime, cutie," Professor Willow replied, kissing Jugson a few more kisses.
Professor Willow made small soft movements at first, moving back and forth rocking her hips on Jugson's cock, gradually building up to having just the tip remaining inside of her before impaling herself back down with force onto his cock. Jugson's breathing was deep, and his fingers dug deep into Professor Willow's skin, leaving scratches as she rode his cock. As she picked up the pace and began force-riding Jugson's cock madly, she moaned as Jugson began meeting her thrusts with his powerful thrusts.
Professor Willow rode Jugson hard for a while, then without any warning, Jugson, still balls deep in Professor Willow, picked her up, threw her back flat on her back, and began slamming his cock into her as hard and deep as he possibly could. He pushed Professor Willow's thighs wide open and fucked her without restraint. Jugson was fucking her so hard that Jugson's hips bouncing off hers were almost painful. Jugson relaxed her thighs and leaned forward, resting his elbows on either side of Professor Willow and pressing his weight against her, with her soft breasts pressing into his chest. Jugson picked up his pace, the slamming of their flesh together the only sound other than their desperate moans, as Professor Willow's hands stroked up along his arms, then wrapped her arms around Jugson.
Then, without warning or any awareness of what was happening, Professor Willow came hard over Jugson's invading cock. Her back arched as she instinctively wrapped her legs around Jugson's waist tighter and dug and scratched her nails over his back. Professor Willow's orgasm was intense and powerful, and due to the roughness of Jugson's fucking, she was gasping for breath. At some point during her mind-numbing, toe-curling orgasm, Jugson came multiple times, emptying his ball deep inside Professor Willow's fertile womb. Jugson slumped heavily on top of her, she was breathing deeply against Professor Willow's ear. She could still feel him deep inside, still coming into her, even though her body felt almost numb.
Jugson and Professor Willow were enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms, with Professor Willow not aware of anything other than Jugson's body on top of her, her fingertips gliding all over Jugson's back and arms, gently scratching him. Jugson finally pulled out his now-soft cock, with much noise of complaints and moans from Professor Willow. Jugson rolled off, lying down next to her to cuddle through their post-orgasmic bliss.
Professor Willow's moans mingled with her broken breaths as she showered Jugson's neck with affectionate kisses, bites, and gentle sucks. Jugson, overwhelmed by the sensations and emotions, ran his fingers through Professor Willow's soft blonde hair, trailing down to her back.
"I love you, Holly," Jugson panted, kissing Professor Willow deeply.
Professor Willow's hand travelled up Jugson's chest and tenderly stroked his cheek, his face lit up with happiness. The touch of her lips on his arm sent shivers down his spine. "I love you more, sweetie, I'm all yours to do what you want with," Professor Willow replied as she gently bit her bottom lip.
Jugson's touch on Professor Willow's cheek was gentle and affectionate. "I'll hold you to that, sexy," he replied with a teasing smile.
"Oh, please do, sweetie," Professor Willow responded playfully. She brought Jugson's thumb to her lips and sensually sucked on it, her actions a mix of desire and adoration. "We should go soon before we're missed," she finished with a sigh, still sucking on Jugson's thumb.