Survivor's Guilt Part 7
Title: Survivor's Guilt Part 7 Rating: R Wordcount: 697 Pairing:Remus/Neville/Hermione Kink(s): role play, anal play, sex toys Challenge: LMoM 2008 Notes: post-DH (sans epilogue) Remus gives a lecture.
I’m really sorry - this took far longer than I had antipated and we never got to the cardigan love. Tomorrow, I promise!
With a wave of his wand, Remus transfigured his bed into a pair of student’s desks with chairs. Hermione finished stripping and sat down primly in her seat, her nipples crinkled up a little at the chill of a cool August night. Beside her Neville was trembling, although whether with anticipation or cold she couldn’t say.
"I believe you have both forgotten your ties? Never mind; I have spares." Remus handed each of them a Gryffindor tie, a little crumpled and wider than the standard issue, which they tied around their necks with the ease of those who had done so every morning of their school lives. Neville's was a little off-centre and Hermione straightened it. Her own dangled neatly between her breasts and tickled her belly uncomfortably.
Another chair became a teacher’s desk, and Neville’s trembling abruptly stilled when Remus reached into a chest of drawers and set a tube of lube beside the quill and ink pot on the desk. Hermione could hear his breathing slow to an even, hypnotic rhythm.
Remus then proceeded to give an absolutely fascinating lecture on anal penetrative sex, making them take detailed notes. As he talked, he strode around the room, and Hermione almost began to feel as if this were a real classroom. Then suddenly he said “Volunteers for demonstration please.”
Hermione raised her hand. That was what she always did, after all, but Neville beat her to the punch.
“Very well, Mr Longbottom and Miss Granger can demonstrate for us. Bend over my desk, Miss Granger, and spread your legs. Wider please.
“Now Mr Longbottom, kindly indicate the perineum - yes, very good - and using the lube provided on my desk illustrate the correct method of manually stretching the anus in preparation for penetration. Is this your first practical experience of this technique? Yes?
“Miss Granger, have you any previous practical experience in these matters? No? Then when Mr Longbottom has completed his practical you may attempt the same upon him.”
Neville’s fingers were clumsy as they fumbled with the tube, only to be foiled as Remus said reproachfully, “Mr Longbottom! You forgot the very first procedure to be undertaken with any form of anal play! Miss Granger?”
“A cleansing spell, sir? You recommended Tergeo Conjugalis or Connubio.”
“Five points to Griffindor, Miss Granger. Proceed, Mr Longbottom.”
Hermione gasped as she felt the scouring effect of Tergeo Conjugalis tingle through her arse. Then Neville’s large finger was circling the pucker of her hole, the warmth of the dripping oil pleasantly arousing until she felt the pressure of his finger attempting to ease into her.
“Miss Granger I believe you were warned to push out at this point, were you not? Please assist Mr Longbottom by doing so.”
“Mr Longbottom. I believe that you can see that this part of the procedure can be quite tricky, especially with a novice. If you were attempting this with a man you would attempt to locate the prostate as quickly as possible, however with a woman it is better to attempt a little distraction - if you could just ease backward a few inches, Miss Granger? In fact distraction can also be useful with a man, in which case it would take the form of a hand on his cock rather than, as in Miss Granger’s case, fingering her clitoris.”
Hermione’s breathing quickened appreciably as Remus guided Neville to finger her with his left hand while stretching her virgin arse with his right. Her back began to curve as she tensed on the tip of the slope to orgasm, at which point Neville’s blunt fingers abruptly withdrew. When the rushing of blood in her ears cleared she found that she had been docked ten points for swearing.
“I am truly shocked to hear such langage from a prefect, Miss Granger, and in class too!” She bared her teeth at him, but when she attempted to move from her position she received a stinging swat on the left buttock from Remus’ hand. “Stay still Miss Granger! If you are to remain perfectly prepared it would be best if a buttplug were inserted at this point.”
Remus handed Neville, who was clearly as hard as a rock himself, a beautifully carved marble dildo. Hermione groaned as it was slowly inserted. “This really isn’t at all comfortable, Professor!”
“Be patient, Miss Granger. Your turn will come. Good work, Mr Longbottom. Five points. Are you prepared to swap positions with Miss Granger?”
Neville nodded slowly.
“If you are unwilling, Miss Granger can demonstrate upon me.”
Neville shot a possessive glance at Remus and raised his chin. “I’m willing, Professor.”