Summary: Angelina Johnson has waited her entire Hogwarts career to captain the quidditch team. So when she finally gets her chance she's not gonna let Harry Potter's short temper with the new Defense professor rob her of her star seeker. So with the help of her two friends, Alicia and Katie, she sets out a plan to ensure Harry's temper is kept in check by any means necessary. Hogwarts starts at 13.
Chapter 1 - Or Are You Just Happy to See Me? (Angelina)
Angelina Johnson was excited. Scratch that, she was over the moon. Finally after 6 long years, she now got the chance to captain the Gryffindor quidditch team. Oh she had expected the job sooner, after Wood graduated two years ago she was the clear choice but then the bloody Ministry had to bring back the "glorious" Triwizard Tournament and quidditch was nixed from the schedule entirely. Add that to the fact that the stupid cup hadn't even picked her as Hogwarts champion and you could see why it was a sore subject for the girl.
No matter though! It was a fresh new year, her last year at Hogwarts all together and nothing would get in her way of captaining the best damn quidditch team the school had ever seen.
Well nothing except Harry Potter of course.
It wasn't that he was a bad player, he was phenomenal really! It's just that ever since he returned this year, the new defense toa- teacher!- seemed to have it out for Harry. The teen's temper didn't help much either.
Look she got it alright? If she had witnessed something as horrible as another student's death and the supposed resurrection of the most powerful Dark Lord in history, she'd be a little cranky from time to time too. Especially if she couldn't go a single day without being scolded and mocked by a certain pink cardigan wearing bitch. So yes she understood the boy who lived frustrations, but that didn't mean she had to like it.
Their first game was in a week. A week! And so far Potter only made it to a little over half the scheduled practices due to detentions given out by Umbridge. It was unacceptable! Her playbook was completely different from Wood's. How could Potter hope to know the formations if he wasn't even bloody there?!
No, it was unacceptable and something needed to be done about it yesterday. The teachers would be useless. Granger had told her Harry already tried going to McGonagall and apparently Dumbledore was pretending like the boy didn't even exist. So no help from the professors and Angelina doubted that the pink toad herself would tone down her witch hunt on Potter if she asked nicely. So that only left knocking some sense into the messy haired teen himself, and it seemed she decided to intervene at just the right time.
The quidditch captain was stalking through the halls of Hogwarts, searching desperately for her star seeker. Their last quidditch practice before the first game of the season was scheduled for today and yet she just had a feeling Potter would do something stupid to land him in another detention. If things kept going the way they were Angelina wouldn't be surprised if the boy earned himself a year long ban from the sport, and where would that leave her? Scrambling to find a replacement that couldn't match even half of Potter's talent that's where!
After questioning the youngest Weasley, really that girl was obsessed, Angelina was able to determine that the teen should be in the middle of his afternoon Defense class with Umbridge. 'The perfect time for him to screw something up.' the girl thought with a roll of her eyes.
She made it to the defense classroom door just in time to hear the shrill voice of the ministry stooge screeching out something or another. It didn't take much thought to know who. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Angelina quickly flung the door open with a bang and rushed into the classroom. All eyes turned towards her in an instant from her loud entrance, yet the girl couldn't care less at the attention. Instead she searched the room and found her target. There, sat in the middle row with the she-toad standing above him, sat her troublesome seeker.
"What do you think you're doing flinging the door open like that and interrupting my class?!", Umbridge screeched. Angeline winced at the sound before forcing a sheepish look on her face.
"Sorry Professor! It's just that Professor Snape wanted Potter in his office now. Something about a misstored potion and a spillage incident? I don't really know the details cause he didn't give me a note but he seemed pretty cross!" the girl lied quickly, figuring Umbridge would be pleased at the idea of Potter getting punished.
She was proved right as the pink clad professor's face morphed into an ugly smirk, "Well we can't leave Severus waiting now can we? Potter!" she shouted, "Go with Johnson now and see about fixing your mess with Professor Snape. It's obvious the ministry's wondrous teachings will be lost on you today anyway!"
Muttering under his breath, the teen gathered his things quickly before standing to join Angelina. As they walked out of the classroom he turned towards her with a confused look. "Alright, what's going on?", he whispered, "I haven't had a class with Snape since Tuesday and I know for a fact that our potion was perfect since Hermione was my partner that day." The dark skinned witch shushed him sharply, looking back down the hall at Umbridge's door.
"Follow me" she whispered, grabbing the teens hand before leading him to an unused classroom some way's away.
Shoving him in the room, she flicked her wand at the door with a click locking and silencing it. She turned back to the boy with a glare.
"We need to have a talk Harry." she stated tersely, nodding at the old teacher's desk pushed to the edge of the room. Sighing, the boy who lived took the hint, walking over before sitting on the edge of the wooden fixture.
"Look if this is about all the missed practices I told you I was sorry. They weren't my fault anyhow, Umbridge has it out for me. No matter what I say it just lands me in more trouble!" the teen huffed.
"But that's precisely my point Harry! Why do you engage her at all? Just ignore the stupid bint! Let her spout off her empty headed propaganda and snide remarks and just sit there quietly. For Merlin's sake it's like you look for the chance to pick a fight with her!" Angelina exclaimed, hand rising to pinch the bridge of her nose in frustration.
Harry jumped up at her declaration, "You think I haven't tried!?! That's all Hermione preaches to me everyday! 'Just ignore her', 'Pay her no mind', 'She's looking for an excuse', I KNOW! I know that she's goading me, I know that she will do everything she can to get me back in her office so I can carve up my hand some more with that stupid bloody quill!" He shouted, thrusting his hand into Angelina's face. The girl gasped at what she saw. Small jagged red lines running across the back of his hand, forming the words 'I must not tell lies'. The words were etched into his hand, scabbed over with blood yet flushed as if they weren't being given the chance to heal properly.
"Harry…" she began, but the boy wasn't finished.
"Could you do it?" he questioned, "Could you sit there every class and listen to her call you a liar. Call you a murderer? She claims that I was the one who killed Cedric! That I killed him for attention and fame! What kind of fucking person does that? And I've tried asking for help! McGonagall is too scared to do anything, and don't even get me started on Dumbledore! The bloody old goat barely acknowledges my existence anymore! Even Hermione and Ron are no help! They're too busy making doe eyes at each other to give any helpful advice beyond 'trust Dumbledore, he knows what he's doing'. Well how can I bloody trust him? The man has done nothing but manipulate and guide me along by a string my entire life, giving me riddles and rhymes when I just want answers! Yet he expects me to beat Voldemort? Expects me to face the most powerful Dark Lord ever with what? My quidditch skills and love? Yeah right…" The teen slumped back defeated.
"I just want answers…" he muttered, gaze casted down to his hands in his lap.
Angelina was stunned. She had expected a rant, but one more along the lines of 'life's not fair' and 'my teacher is mean' but instead she got a glimpse of the sheer amount of stress he was under. She couldn't blame him for being on edge. Practically his whole world was coming down around him and those he normally looked to for support were useless. She realized now her 'Plan A' wouldn't work. What in the bloody hell could talking things out with her solve when his problems were so astronomically big? No talking wouldn't work, so the girl wracked her brain for a 'Plan B'.
Gazing at the teen she observed him, trying to form some idea. She didn't know why, but as her eyes roamed over him they suddenly landed on his clothed crotch. 'Well there is another way to relieve stress…' a traitorous part of her mind whispered. She was taken aback at first from the thought. Sure she had checked out the teen from time to time. Her and the other chasers were never shy to enter the boys locker room to talk about something or the other so she had gotten more than a few glimpses of what lie under those baggy clothes. Yet there was never any thought to act on it.
'But what's the harm? It's for the good of the team after-all.' the voice whispered again, sounding more and more reasonable with every word. Angelina bit her lip. Yeah, it's for the good of the team. Plus the teen was a bit angry right now, and weren't angry fucks supposed to be the best anyway?
Making her decision surprisingly quickly, the girl stopped forward. Harry lazily looked up at her, expected some sort of pep talk or argument that he should suck it up. What he didn't expect was the girl to suddenly drop to her knees in from of him and pushing his thighs apart. In his shocked state he didn't even have time to try to stop her before suddenly his belt was off and his pants were pulled down to his ankles. The girl stopped to admire the bulge in his boxers, taking in the large round shape with a lick of her lips.
Overcoming his shock at the girl's halt, Harry made to cover himself. "W-What the bloody hell are you doing?" the teen sputtered.
However, Angelina was having none of that. Call her stubborn but once she set her mind to something she was going to see it through. Pushing his hands aside with relative ease, Angelina cupped his prominent bulge. Harry's eyes almost popped out of his skull at the contact, his mind not knowing what to do. He felt himself start to harden under her grip, something that didn't go unnoticed by the dark skinned girl. Her mouth twisted into a lecherous grin and she began to rub her hand along his clothed length.
"C'mon Harry, you seem so wound up right now. I wouldn't be a good captain if I didn't make sure my star player had a proper outlet for his frustrations now would I?" she cooed, quickening the pace of her hand.
The wizard merely groaned in response "F-fuck."
Harry raised his hips up, desperate to get himself closer to the wonderful contact. Taking this as her chance to move forward, Angelina acted quickly. Like a flash her hands shot upwards and hooked under the waistband of his boxers and with yank she freed his hardened cock from its cotton prison.
His member sprang upwards, the weight of it causing the meaty pole to hang downwards slightly pointing right at the horny witch. She eyed the large girth with excitement. A small droplet of precum glistened atop the tip, begging for her tongue to reach down and scoop it up. Bringing her face closer, the chaser was able to breathe in his musky scent. Her eyes flashed up toward the teen and she saw him peering back down at her, eyes hooded with excitement and lust. Not waiting another moment, she darted her tongue out quickly, running the wet muscle along the underside engorged head of his cock and swiping up the precum in one fluid motion.
It tasted salty and while it wasn't the most pleasant thing, she could easily bear it. She went back down again, this time starting from the base and slowly sliding her tongue up before reaching the head once more. Pausing she twisted her tongue around, swirling it around the head before taking the tip between her lips and sucking lightly.
"Oh Merlin!" Harry shouted, his hips bucking slightly as the witch teased the rather sensitive glans on his cock head. Stabs of pleasure like electricity ran through his cock at the witches movements and it was almost too much to bear. The girl released his tip with a pop and giggled before giving the purpled head a quick peck.
"As much as I would love to choke on this beauty of a cock right now Harry, Umbridge's class will be letting out any minute now and we wouldn't want someone accidentally passing happening upon us."
The teen nodded his face falling slightly causing the girl to giggle again.
"Don't worry you lug! We're just skipping forward to the main event, that's all! I promise I'll let you ram this bad boy down my throat later." she said enticingly, kissing the tip one last time before standing. She reached out and grabbed the seeker by his tie, pulling him upwards. She leaned forward and captured his lips with hers, not even seeking permission before pushing her tongue past his lips. She was delighted when the teen didn't even fight it, simply pushing back against her attacking mouth and wrestling her tongue with his. She was even more delighted when his hands rose up, latching onto her perky tits and gripping the fleshy mounds through her school shirt. She wasn't the most endowed girl so she forwent the use of bras most of the time since the bulky school robes concealed everything quite well.
She broke the kiss with a gasp when his palm accidentally brushed the rough material over one of her sensitive nipples. "I s-said later." she moaned out, pecking him on the lips. Quickly she turned, bending herself over the old wooden desk. Reaching for her hips, she pulled down her uniform skirt and her pale red cotton panties, exposing her plump ass and moist pussy to the teen.
"Bloody hell" she heard him sound behind her. She smirked at his outburst. What she lacked in the chest department, she more than made up for with her bum. It was thick and shapely. Soft to the touch yet held a firmness underneath than was honed from years of quidditch. The mocha skinned globes enchanted the eyes of almost every boy in the castle and many had been caught eyeing the them as she passed at one point or the other, wishing to see them bare before their eyes.
Now one lucky male finally got the chance, and she shivered and delight when she felt his calloused hands roughly grip her voluptuous cheeks.
Harry was mesmerized, no entranced at the sight before him. With a mind of his own he began to knead and massage the firm flesh under his fingers. Watching the way the skin, fat, and muscle all contorted and jiggled under his ministrations. Every now and then his hands would cause the two globes to spread, revealing the girls wet pussy and tight crinkled asshole to him.
"Harrrrryyyyy. We'll play later, for now just. Bloody. Fuck. Me." the dark skinned goddess cried.
Harry snapped out of his reverie, flinging his shoes and bundled up trousers off his ankles with a kick. He grasped his hot cock in his hand, the thick shaft jerking slightly in excitement. Quickly he lined himself up with her lower lips, rubbing it up and down along the outside of it before finding the opening he sought.
With a thrust his cock plunged into her warm depths, hilting itself to the base, his swollen balls lying against her clit. A sharp cry echoed out from the girl at the sudden intrusion.
"Fucking hell! T-that goes so mu-much deeper than I thought." she panted. Harry smirked, his ego rising up a tad at the girls exclamation. Deciding he felt a bit brave, Harry brought his right hand down sharply across one of her cheeks creating a loud Smack before gripping both her hips tightly. He pulled himself out of the girls tight canal until just the tip remained then with another massive thrust he hammered into the girl again. This time thought he did not stop, raking his cock in and out of the girl with steady long strokes
"Hng!" was the girls only response, words failing her as his thick cock steadily pounded her from behind. She could feel her walls shaping around him, conforming themselves to the shape of his impressive length. With each sharp thrust he was pushing into her all the way to his base, unknowingly pressing into her cervix. The sensation brought stars to her eyes and a dense ball of heat and pressure soon began building in her core. Desperately wanting to let that little ball to release, she began to rock back into him. Meeting his thrusts with mighty slaps of skin. Harry was spurred on by her actions, the meeting of their hips causing her glorious ass to ripple enticingly. His steady thrusts grew harder and the slaps louder, he unknowingly doing this just to see her beautifully sculpted bum to jiggle and bounce more and more.
Suddenly, when one lucky thrust bit into her cervix hard, Angelina's building little ball unwound in a flash. Her head jerked upwards in a silent scream as her pussy clenched hard around the invading cock and sprayed a burst of juices onto the teens groin. Harry fell in love with the sight of the climaxing girl and wanted to see more of it. He kept pounding her sopping wet pussy right through her climax, wanting to prolong it for the girl as much as possible. His pace quickened and instead of the long and deep thrusts he began with, he now fucked her with quick and hard slaps. His hips hammered into her ferociously, his eyes glued to her round shaking bottom. He had no idea why but he suddenly made to move his hand in between the rippling cheeks, his thumb quickly diving down and swiping up some of her dripping pussy juices. Bringing it back upwards it stopped at her crinkled back door and with a push, plus he'd into the girls impossibly tight asshole. Just as the girl felt herself coming down from her wonderful release the feeling of his thumb invading her other hole added with the sensation of his pounding cock caused another wave to rip through her body, this scream much less silent.
"Oh f-f-fuck yesssss! Yes just like t-that! K-keep fucking me just like THAAAAATTTTT!!"
Her cries trailed off as her body convulsed more and more. Nails digging into the wood, the girl could utter no more words. Only listen to the repeated SMACK SMACK SMACK of the boy pounding into her quivering cunt.
"Fuck, oh fuck Angelina I'm going to cum!" Harry gasped out, his thrusts quickening, becoming more desperate. The girl could only moan to response, finding only the strength to push her ass back into him, mentally pleading for him to fill her up with his seed.
With a roar the boy released, the pounding of his hips becoming jagged and jerky as he erupted his hot cum into her depths. With every desperate thrust another string of jizz shot into her needy cunt, pooling down into her womb. The girl moaned deep at the sensation, feeling the hot sticky substance coat her walls and fill her to the brim.
Finally, after the last droplets of cum seeped out of the teens cock and into her used cunt, she felt him collapse forward on top of her. Both laid there for a few minutes, too exhausted to move.
Angelina was the first to catch her breath. "How was that for some stress relief?" she questioned out with a chuckle, her chest still fluttering slightly at the exertion. She felt the laughter of the boy rumble through his chest atop of her before he slowly pushed himself up.
He said nothing but she had the feeling he was looking down at his work. Her pussy still quivered from the intense orgasms and she had no doubt some of his cum had began to leak out around his deflating cock. She only knew this because she soon felt that same deflating cock start to harden again inside of her, getting ready to pound her into a screaming mess once more.
She wanted nothing more than to let him do just that, yet she had a feeling they were at it longer than she intended. With a groan she rose up herself, his cock popping out of her and their combined juices began leaking down her legs. She brandished her wand and with a quick 'tempest' checked the time
"As much as I would love to continue this hero, we need to get down to the pitch before the others notice we're late."
With a quick peck to his cheeks, she leant over and pulled up her skirt and panties once more.
"Though that doesn't mean we can't continue our fun after practice. Stay back in the showers afterwards and I'll give you a reward for such an incredible shag."
With a wink, she exited the classroom leaving an excited and much less stressed boy who lived.
Hours later, a very sweaty Harry Potter dragged himself towards the changing rooms. In front of him the twins bantered back and forth, their conversation moving too quick for his tired brain to follow. Ron glanced back at him curiously.
"Alright there mate? Surely you're not that out of shape from missing practice a few times right? Bloody hell you look like you might keel over soon." the red head exclaimed good-naturedly.
Harry could only breathe out a short laugh. He felt like it as well. Between the intense practice, sleepless nights thanks to the weird visions about the mysterious door, and an all around non-existent appetite from the nightmares of Cedric's death, Harry was beat.
Luckily at that moment, the girls walked by as well. Whispering animatedly between themselves as they made their way to the girls only showers. Harry turned to look at them and managed to catch a quick wink sent over to him by Angelina. Remembering her promise, Harry felt a sudden rush of energy course through him. His cock began to harden inside his practice uniform at the thought of what the girl had planned. Through his excitement however, he missed the quick glances that Katie and Alicia took of the growing tent in his pants.
With a wave, Harry entered into the boys locker room, stowing his gear leisurely. The three red-heads paid him no mind. Each quickly locked up their gear and entered the showers, intent to finish fast enough to make it to dinner on time. By the time they had finished and started to dress, Harry was finally making his way to the showers himself. Waving off Ron who asked if he wanted him to wait, the green eyed hero removed the towel around his hips and turned the tap on. It immediately splashed him with warm water and steam rose to fill the room. Ever since his trip down into the lake for the second task, Harry liked his showers unnaturally hot.
Minutes passed by, with the teen just lazily standing underneath the water, letting it fall over his sore muscles and soothe him. Just as he began to wonder if Angelina had changed her mind, the door to the locker room squeaked open and in walked the dark skinned beauty clad in only a towel.
"Miss me?" she said with a grin, eyes raking over the naked body of the boy in front of her. Not that he minded as he smiled back, hands making no move to cover himself. She took in the sight of him, roaming over his toned body glistening from the water. He wasn't overly bulky but he was not the scrawny little thing most people probably saw him as under those baggy clothes. On she had seen peeks of him shirtless before, but this time she got to take her time, memorizing every muscle and scar she saw.
"If you wanted to just stare at me I could've just borrowed Colin's camera and snapped a few photos for you to keep." the green eyed teen spoke out teasingly. She shot him a quick false glare.
"Why would I settle for a picture when I can enjoy the sight of the real thing right here." she bit back with a smirk.
"Is enjoying the sight all you're gonna do?"
"Well I suppose since you did such a good job at practice today I could be convinced to wash your back for you." the girl replied. Without missing a beat the boy simply gestured for her to join him under the hot water. In a flash the towel was flung from her body and her naked form was pressed up against him under the water.
He looked down with wonder at the sight before him. Her own toned body was pressed against him firmly. Her petite breasts pushed into his chest with her hardened nipples rubbing into him. He remembered last year when Seamus had bragged on and on about his night with Demelza Robins after the Yule Ball. The Irish boy had told several different versions of the story over the following week, each one making his performance seem more and more incredible for the girl. If what Ginny had said were true, Seamus had really lasted long enough to rut atop the girl for a few minutes before leaving behind a unsatisfied Demelza. Needless to say he took a lot of Seamus's stories with a grain of salt these days, yet one thing that he did believe was when the boy claimed in every story that the girl quite enjoyed when her nipples were stimulated. Apparently smaller chested girls were very sensitive there.
Deciding to try and prove this fact for himself, Harry dived down and took one of the girls brown buds into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, flicking the nub every now and then. Apparently he was doing something right, as the witch was soon moaning lightly in his ear with her hand coming up to thread through his wet hair. Not wanting the other to feel left out, Harry brought his hand up to grab the other nipples. Pinching it lightly while palming her soft tit in his hand. Taking a risk, the wizard bit down lightly upon the hardened bud between his lips earning a hiss of pleasure from the girl and her hand to tighten its hold in his hair.
He feasted upon her chest for a while, simply content to drive the girl wild with his ministrations. Yet the quidditch captain had other plans. She pulled his head up from her chest, pressing her lips to his. With their lips locked, the girl trailed her hand down the boys abdomen, making sure to enjoy the feel of the muscle under her palm, before it finally came to her real prize. Grasping his hardened shaft tightly, she began to pump the length lazily, reveling in the feeling of his girth held within her fingers.
Harry moaned into the girls mouth at the touch, jerking his hips forward in a plead for more. The girl refused, instead she continued to pump his needy cock slowly while kissing and nipping her way down his neck and torso. She even stopped once to swirl his own nipple with her tongue surprising the boy with a jolt of pleasure before she continued her way down. She spent some time licking and nipping at his abs before finally she sank all the way to her knees in front of his cock.
Her hand was still at work, pumping up and down the hard shaft with agonizing slowness. Precum dripped from its head, a droplet even landing upon her breasts below.
Wishing to torture him more, she darted her tongue out quickly, hitting the tip with small fast licks.
"Fuck Angelina, please." the teen begged.
She smirked up at him, running her tongue once more on the underside of his sensitive head. "Please what Harry? What do you want me to do? Say it."
Looking down at the girl with hooded eyes the seeker complied, "Please, suck my cock Angelina."
The girl merely chuckled, "And if I don't? What exactly are you gonna do about it Potter?"
The boys eyes darkened and with a speed only belied to that of a seeker, he grasped her hands together tightly and pushed her kneeling form up against the shower wall. Angelina gasped at the force, chest jutted out and fluttering heavily. Her sweet cunt trembled in excitement, arousal dripping out onto the floor and washing away with the hot water. Harry's thick cock now stood pointing out in front of her. She looked up with lust filled eyes taking in the sight of the powerful man above her.
"Go ahead big boy, take what's yours." she breathed out in a husky tone, "Oh and Harry? I don't have a gag reflex."
With a wink, she turned her head back down to face the awaiting cock before opening her mouth wide, tongue rolled out to greet it. Not even a second later that same cock was forcing its way between her plump lips. It hit the back of her throat and true to her word the girl didn't even so much as flinch, simply wrapping her lips around the meaty girth and humming in contentment. But Harry wasn't done yet. Pushing in harder, his cock soon pushed its way downwards, driving into the girls tight throat. Angelina's eyes widened at this, having never experienced the feeling before. Deciding she didn't mind, the girl simply closed her eyes and let the boy use her throat how he pleased.
Harry didn't disappoint, pumping his hips quickly and jamming his cock in and out of the chasers willing throat. It was a different feeling compared to her tight cunt. Oh it was tight and warm certainly. But with the added movements of her squirming tongue and the vibrations of her vocal cords as she hummed, the pleasure spiking through his cock was glorious as he continued to face fuck her.
"Oh fuck 'Lina. Merlin you take my cock so well. Your throat feels just as amazing as your pussy." the teen groan out, continuing to thrust into the girls throat producing soft squelching sounds. "Almost makes me wonder what that plump ass of yours would feel like around my cock."
The girl surprised him with a moan at his statement, the sound sending more vibrations up his shaft.
"Fuccckkk yes, Do you like that idea? Do you like the idea of me fucking your slutty ass just like I fucked your tight cunt?"
The dark skinned girl seemed to as she began to bob her head forwards in time with his thrusts. His pace quickly, as the girls efforts worked the muscles in her throat causing it to grip his pumping cock harder. He could feel his release building, he thrusts becoming erratic and harder as his balls slapped wildly against the girls chin and a sharp gak gak gak sound emanated from her fucked throat. His undoing finally came when he looked down into the lust filled brown eyes of the girl as she continued to swallow his cock. Her gaze was so intense, filled with need and want that Harry couldn't help but release right then and there. Pushing down her throat as he came, spurts of cum delved deep directly into her stomach. His climax causing his thick cock to pulse hard with every stream of cum that jetted out until finally every drop of his seed was deposited down the girls throat.
With a sigh he pulled out of her wet mouth, her lips fighting to keep him causing a pop sound when she finally released him. The girl took a moment to collect herself, rubbing her throat with one hand and coughing lightly. Soon enough her beautiful brown eyes looked back up at him and her mouth formed into a brilliant grin.
"So when do you want to try anal?" she questioned.
Authors Note
Aaannnnnddd done! This was super fun to write and I think has to be my favorite story yet. I tried tuning down the scene building in this one and instead focus more on the sexy stuff. Not that I don't love setting a scene and exploring the thoughts of characters, but I felt as if this one didn't really need it. With Knut For Your Thoughts it's important to detail those things as it sets the stage for the plot and development of that chapter but with this fic, the plot isn't as complex and the characters aren't as fundamentally changed outside of canon (outside of everyone just being super horny).
Anyway rant over! Next chapter will feature Alicia and I just know it'll be a wild ride with her!
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