"I want to watch you now."
His lips twitched. "Do you still want me in your mouth?"
Her smile grew to an excited grin as she gave him an enthusiastic nod. "Definitely."
Falling onto his hands, he held himself over her. "I think my dick's starting to prune from being in you so long."
Hermione stoked his face. "That's what you get for being so damn patient."
Snorting, he turned his head and kissed her palm. "Were you not satisfied?"
Hermione pulled his face closer and brushed her lips over his. "Extremely."
"Are you ready to suck my cock? My balls are starting to ache."
Grinning, she kissed him. "I'm always ready to suck your cock. I think about it all the time."
His hips involuntarily pressed forward, burying himself deeper in her heat.
"Show me what you think about. I didn't get to watch you last night."
She gave him a soft kiss. "I want to make you come so hard you can't walk straight the rest of the day."
He tried not to laugh.
Her inclination to say whatever she was thinking was going to get her in trouble.
'It already has. She needs to learn some restraint....'
"Stop talking and prove it."
Her hands slid down to his bum, squeezing his cheeks. "Yes, sir."
After slipping out of her, he rolled to the side, watching as she sank lower and ran her lips over his belly and hips.
His knob felt as if it had been worn smooth.
Either she guessed he was overstimulated or she just wanted to tease him, because she avoided his cock and kissed her way to his bollocks.
The way she sucked and pulled his sac was perfect.
He recognized an improvement in technique when he felt it.
"Where'd you learn that?" he muttered as he stroked her head.
She froze. "Um . . . observation."
Telling him that she learned it from Samael might not be the right thing to say.
Lucifer's suspicious nature was only piqued by her evasiveness.
"Observation? Of whom?"
"Um . . . Your clone."
'She must be very observant.'
"Then the other night wasn't a complete debacle. Keep going."
She went back to his scrotum and tried to copy what she'd seen Samael do.
Her fingers crept towards his back entrance, and she rubbed over it as she sucked.
With a low grunt, his hand tightened in her hair.
"What the hell did he show you?"
Hermione's chest shook as she held in a laugh. "Not all this. I just asked him to show me how he liked his balls played with. And he did."
'Bloody hell....'
What would she pick up when he took her Eros? Her finger gently prodded his bum, and her lips met his twitching erection when it jumped.
'Dammit. She planned that...'
Her tongue flicked its way down the underside of his penis, and he twitched again.
She went lower, lifting his balls and licking around her questing finger.
He could feel her lubing him with her saliva.
His cock turned to iron as she eased her finger in deeper.
When she found his prostate, he almost bucked off the bed.
Her mouth, blessedly, returned to his cock, and his stomach clenched as her lips wrapped him in warm, wet heat.
The pace was insanely slow, but she was using enough suction to make up for it.
Her tongue kept tapping and swirling as she moved up and down.
When her other hand tightened into a constricting ring at the base of his cock, his flesh swelled and filled until his knob had a heartbeat.
His body strayed dangerously close to the edge.
"Good circe, girl. I'm going to drown you if you keep that up." His balls felt as if they were about to overflow.
She slowed down her sucking but didn't stop.
She wanted to drag it out and make him beg for it like he'd done to her.
"Be careful," he warned. "I won't be pleasant if you start teasing me now."
'Pleasant?'
That wasn't a word she associated with Lucifer, even on a good day.
She wasn't about to rattle the cage of someone who was going to punish her later that night.
When she went back to the previous tempo, he started breathing the harsh grunting exhales that she associated with his imminent release.
His hips twitched toward her mouth, cutting off her air each time he touched deep inside her food pipe.
"Swallow me, pet. Don't miss a drop."
The cream burst up from his balls, racking him with jolts of pleasure.
He could feel each delicious throb push past the tight ring of her fingers and surge up the length of his cock.
After so much buildup, the release was glorious. "Fuck!"
Hermione let his hips do the work.
When he started to slow, she released the suction.
Her fingers retreated from his body, and she let the blood flow out of his dick.
He sighed as she rubbed his balls and licked him clean.
"That was stupendous, pet. Did you swallow it all?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then come up here where I can see you."
Hermione climbed up his body and lay beside him, petting his chest with her fingertips.
"Be here at 10:30 tonight."
"Yes, sir."
"I want to make it clear that just because I let you come this morning does not mean that you are off the hook tonight. It will be a real punishment. You will not be sitting comfortably tomorrow."
She stared at his chest. "I understand."
"If you continue to forget the rules of our arrangement, the punishments will increase. I don't recommend you go for a third offense."
"Yes, sir. I won't."
"Good. Do you understand the difference between enjoying yourself and what you did wrong this morning?"
Hermione couldn't look at him. 'I know, I know. Stop talking about what I did wrong!'
"Yes, sir."
"Explain it to me."
Her face filled with heat as she considered how to answer him.
"I got frustrated and tried to take control."
"And?"
"I don't know, sir."
"I warned you and you chose to ignore that warning. Insubordination will not be tolerated."
"I'm sorry, sir."
"I'll accept that apology after your punishment tonight when you've proven that you've learnt your lesson."
Swallowing hard, she nodded.
His disappointment was clear in his tone.
She knew he wasn't angry.
He rarely got angry with her, but her continued failure to submit completely to him was a glaring black mark on her willpower.
She had always considered herself well-disciplined, but suddenly she felt like a lazy roustabout.
Was she so headstrong that she couldn't even keep her mouth shut?
No! There had been plenty of times she'd kept her thoughts to herself.
Bloody hell, she was the one always telling Lucifer to just let things go.
Why couldn't she take her own advice? "Yes, sir. I won't let you down."
She met his eyes, and Lucifer saw the determined look on her face.
He knew she meant it, but he needed to make sure her obedience was internalized before he took her anywhere public.
He wanted her to be as disciplined sexually as she was about school.
"I know you won't. You'd better go get dressed and get back to your room. People will be getting up soon."
Hermione nodded and started to wiggle away from him toward the edge of the bed.
She paused. He hadn't touched her since he came, and she realized she felt disappointed that he hadn't kissed her goodbye.
"Did you forget how to get dressed?"
"No, sir." What if she asked him to kiss her and he refused?
'I'd feel even worse than I do now....'
"What is it?"
She could just kiss him . . . but she'd waited too long, and now it would seem awkward. "Nothing."
"Hermione," he said in warning. "If you have something to say, say it."
She didn't turn around; she felt like an idiot. "Will you kiss me goodbye?"
Both his eyebrows rose in surprise.
He didn't know what he was expecting her to say, but that wasn't it.
There was only a slight hesitation in him.
If she was being punished, he shouldn't show her any affection until it was over.
But the punishment hadn't started yet.
"Turn around, Hermione. Look at me."
Hermione rolled back over to face him.
"I will always kiss you goodbye." He turned her face up to his. "Did you think I wouldn't do it?"
Shrugging, she let her eyes fall to his chin.
"Look at me." When she met his gaze again, he pressed his thumb to her lower lip.
"Are you nervous about tonight?"
"Yes, sir."
"You should be. Once I correct your behavior, I'll kiss you for real. But I don't want you to think I'm denying you out of anger. Denial is part of a punishment. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
He nodded and kissed her forehead. "Do you want more?"
"Yes please, sir."
His lips touched her brow then slid over to her temple.
Her eyes closed as he kissed his way down her cheek.
"Better?"
A smile crept onto her face. "Yes, sir. Thank you."
Lucifer slid his hand down her neck. "Go get dressed."
Hermione rolled out of the bed and found her bra and knickers.
Her robes and Harry's cloak were on the floor.
Slipping into her robes, she turned back to see him climbing out of the bed.
He held her by the arms and looked down at her as though he wanted to say something.
It seemed he was studying her, and she wondered what he could see in her head.
When he didn't say anything, she leaned forward and pressed her forehead to his chest.
He didn't stop her when she put her arms around him and kissed his sternum.
Looking up, she smiled. "I'll see you at breakfast."
His brow furrowed for a second before relaxing back to normal.
"Let's see if you're still saying that tonight. Don't be late."
"I won't be, sir." She pecked his pectoral and turned to leave.
If she looked at him one more time, she might never go.
"Wear your plug tonight, Hermione."
She paused with her hand on the door. "Anything else, sir?"
"I suggest your uniform, but if you want to run through the halls nude, I won't stop you."
She smiled and shook her head as she left.
The Devil's humor was nothing if not sarcastic.
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