blueteamnovel Ch 567 – Tear her Apart
Ch 567 – Tear her Apart
Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old. Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18+
(Hermione - Blessed by Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)
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Sunday Morning.
“Get off, I was here first!”
"So what? I'm his pet! His slave! That means I should be the one to pleasure him!"
"It does not! It just means he tells you what to do. In fact, why don't you just go make breakfast or something? Be a good little housewife, while I have some fun?"
"Oh, you bitch! I bet you don't even know how to give a good blowjob!"
"I... I do too! I just... well, can you even see it, bookworm?!"
"Oh, that's clever. Very well, show me how you deepthroat it? Go on..."
The incessant whispered discussion finally woke up Lucifer -- along with the strange feeling of his hardening cock being fought over and partly sucked by two different mouths...
"Ahh..." he sighed, quite confused but liking it just the same as one of the mouths seized his cock and did its best to take as much of it inside.
As he looked down he saw Hermione staring angrily at the girl who tried her best to fit all of his hard cock in her mouth.
Unfortunately for Emma -- but to the undisputable delight of Hermione -- she failed to get much more than half inside before her gag-reflex and her need for air overcame her desire to please Lucifer, and she had to pull her head off the too-mighty dick and gasp for air.
Without trying to hide her condescending smirk, Hermione grabbed the hard cock and let her glide into her mouth and down her throat.
Emma stared openly at how the girl's neck was bulging and could be seen moving inside.
She swallowed the entire rod and triumphantly rubbed her nose against Lucifer's pubic-bone before she slowly and controlled let it slide out again.
Not all the way out, of course, she couldn't risk Emma getting hold of this perfect pleasure-tool, oh no.
That amateur could watch and learn while she pleasured her master and love with her mouth.
"Oh yeah," he moaned above her as she once again took all of the fat cock inside, milking it with her throat.
She smiled wickedly at Emma before she pulled out again, this time just keeping the tip in her mouth.
Her tongue went busy, teasing and rubbing the soft spots, just below the head -- she knew how sensitive he was there.
"My turn!" the enraged twin suddenly shouted at her and pushed her head off the cock, freeing it for herself.
She quickly grabbed it and had her mouth halfway to the spit-glistening cockhead before Lucifer gave a yelp of pain.
"Not so hard, damnit!" he frowned, annoyed at the girl whose expression went from superior to sheepish in half a second.
"Sorry," she muttered and cast an evil look at Hermione -- whom she naturally blamed for her embarrassment.
Hermione just gave her an arrogant smile, knowing she'd won this round.
Lucifer couldn't possibly want to be satisfied by a bitch who tried to break off his cock could he?
"I told you, you couldn't do it properly," she smirked.
But pride goeth before a very steep fall indeed...
"Hermione," Lucifer sighed, "go prepare breakfast; you know what I like. And you," he leaned back against his pillow with a self-satisfied smile, "continue. We'll come outside when we're done...”
"But sir... I... she..." Hermione began but was cut off by a single, irritated look from Lucifer.
Dutifully, she bowed her head, knowing it wasn't her place to discuss with Master once he'd made up his mind, and with a last, hurt look at him, she left the room, pointedly ignoring Emma's superior grin and the glee with which her hand began stroking Master's cock, up and down.
"Hehe, did you see her face?" she grinned at Lucifer while still stroking his dick with her soft hand, "that cow got what she deserved!"
Emma had felt humiliated by her clumsiness and the fact that Hermione dared point out her lack of experience but she felt elevated again, now that he had taken her side.
Her plan to steal him away from the harlot was going very well, she thought... until...
Lucifer sat up in bed, quick as a flash, and grabbed a painful hold of Emma's curvy hair and twisted her head so she looked him in the eyes.
"Her name is Hermione. Use it” he demanded in a cold, angry voice.
A voice that held no doubt about how displeased he was at her lack of respect.
Emma's grin faded in a second to be replaced by a look of fear.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I was just..." she babbled and nodded her head eagerly and submissively.
"Good," Lucifer said and released her again, "show her a little respect, will you?"
When she kept staring at him he gestured at his still erect dick, "well?"
She got the message, and a few seconds later her warm mouth engulfed as much as it as she could reach.
But she'd certainly learnt something this morning... After everything done, she had been sure Hermione was just a plaything for him, and she was the one he wanted.
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Hermione looked down at herself; this was a fine proof of her obedience and submissiveness.
Cooking (or at least preparing food...) for him completely naked, only wearing her beloved collar.
After preparations were done, she went to one of the chairs and gracefully knelt down next to it, “my place is at Master's feet, eating scraps from his plate.”
'Sucking his cock would be nice too....'
Hermione was left to wash the dishes by herself alone, while Lucifer marched down at the Great Hall, feeling stares from Hufflepuff table.
He went and sat down just as the Owl Post arrived, and a copy of the Daily Prophet landed in front of him since Hermione wasn't there, since he took care of her expenses.
"Anything interesting?" Harry asked as he sped through the front page.
“No, just some guff about the bass player for the Weird Sisters getting married...”
“Well congrats to him, maybe I'll find a man who finds me worthy of his time one day," Hermione said coming from behind as an off-hand comment.
Lucifer felt his face burn lightly as he handed back over the paper to its owner.
It was a few seconds before she made another sound, "Oh no... Sirius!"
"What's happened?" Harry asked urgently, trying to reach for the paper, but it was out of his reach.
"The Ministry of Magic has received a tip-off from a reliable source that Sirius Black, notorious murderer... blah blah blah... is currently residing in London!" Hermione read in anguish.
"But who-" Harry was about to ask.
"It was too dangerous for him to leave the house..." Hermione whispered.
"It's my fault..." Harry said somberly.
"No... not just your fault..." Lucifer said, feeling a bit remorse for encouraging Sirius' behavior.
"Hey, listen to this," Hermione said, reading more of the Prophet, "it's something barely touched upon, talking about a Trespassing in the Ministry. Sturgis Podmore, 38, of Number Two, Laburnum Gardens, Clapham, has appeared in front of the Wizengamot and has been charged with Trespassing and Attempted Robbery. And he's spending Six Months in Azkaban after refusing to speak in his own Defense, resulting in a conviction of both accounts."
"Sturgis was who I filled in for to be your guard, Harry, and I remember Moody was not happy with Podmore's absence," Lucifer said in a quiet voice.
"What if, no, hear me out," Ron started, getting their attention, "what if the Ministry knows he's one of Dumbledore's lot, and they faked the whole thing? What if he wasn't trying to get into any room at the Ministry?"
"As far-fetched as that sounds... I'm not sure I would put anything past our Ministry anymore," Hermione said, a little downtrodden.
"Right, well, after yesterday, I've had an essay tacked onto the currently to do assignments I have, which is just the Herbology essay on Self-Fertilizing Shrubs, so I'm going to get out of your three's way and go work on that, excuse me," Lucifer said as he finished his mild breakfast.
Hermione watched him leave with a worried expression, "Why is he doing this to me? I just came here....”
"Dunno, but he has been acting unlike himself lately... you don't think he's possessed, do you?" Ron asked her.
"No, his natural Occlumency prevents anyone from controlling him... but he is right, we do have that essay, plus there is McGonagall's Inanimatus Conjurus assignment, which it sounds like he's already completed..." Hermione was envious of him, 'Where has he gotten all this time to get his assignments done faster than me? I know he's brilliant in every way, but it's almost inhuman how fast he works...'
"Do you think he's using a Time Turner like you both did in Third Year?" Harry asked quietly.
"No, no that's not it..." Hermione was worried her anger might show on her face with how jealous she felt.
Harry and Ron decided to instead go out to the Quidditch Pitch and practice before Angelina's scheduled training session today.
Hermione warned them that if they put off their homework so much, they'd fail their O.W.L.s.
She decided to just go back to Gryffindor Tower and see if that's where Lucifer went.
She arrived to find he had planted himself right in a chair in a corner of the Common Room, or as close to a corner as he could get in a circular room.
Hermione walked up to him, and he caught movement out of his eye, "what?"
“Look, I am sorry okay? Can we just go back to normal? Ever since I said bad about Luna..." she trailed off.
He ignored her.
Hermione's heart broke slightly upon feeling unloved again, “...Can I at least sit with you?"
No response.
“Lucifer, I know you are angry with me....” she looked sideways to see his brows twitched a little and whispered, "I can't always go on like this. I really feel like dying....I promise, I will apologize to L-Luna...”
She couldn't stop the tears as they escaped her eyes.
Hermione sat down across from him, “Lucifer, you're the only guy for me....”
“You are here to ask me something, don't you?” Lucifer turned his face to look at her expression, she wiped her face to remove the tears.
“I-I....I just heard a rumor. Can I ask you something?”
“What?”
"....Did Hannah Abbott kiss you?” She asked quietly.
“We should get this essay done. How much have you done for it?" Lucifer asked this question instead.
“???” Hermione....“I only just started..." She said sheepishly.
“Which means you're on your second page at least, right?”
“Halfway down it...” She removed the parchment from her bag.
Lucifer smiled and smoothed it out for her, then started writing his left over essay.
“....” Hermione.....'I swear to God, if she kissed him, I will tear her apart!'
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