Up and Down

Form and Function

Ominis is enjoying the revelation of Sebastian's Animagus form entirely too much. Anna laughs as he pulls her into a kiss, his long fingers sinking into the mass of her hair, finding and pulling out the offending hairpins.

Sebastian's hands push her legs apart, strong fingers grazing her leaking slit. She gasps, her hips twitching.

"Always so ready..." his murmur is warm on the skin of her buttock and he leaves a loving nip in the soft flesh, "I love it."

"That is until you realise she walks around like that, and others can smell the arousal she constantly gives off, if on an unconscious level," Ominis' fingers drag along her scalp making her shiver, "and the likes of Prewett and Hobhouse drool when she passes by, even though they are too cowardly to actually do something about it..."

Oh, now he is deliberately riling him up. A possessive growl erupts from Sebastian's throat and-

All the thought vanishes from her mind and a whine is wrenched from her, her entire body seizing and shuddering in an unfamiliar yet incredible sensation.

The touch of Sebastian's tongue she expected, but not there.

She can't help the utterly pitiful cry that she lets loose. A hand flies up to her mouth, trying fruitlessly to hold back the tide of sounds... but Ominis' fingers pull her own away and he brings them up to his mouth to kiss the trembling digits softly.

"Don't hold back even a bit. I need to hear you..."

Sebastian's hands are spreading her buttocks and his clever tongue is circling the tight ring of muscles, making her shiver and moan in absolutely sinful delight. It's almost ticklish, the wet and hot muscle licking and swirling around her backdoor opening, her entire body electrified by the sensation.

The pleasure it bestows makes her forget all about the shame and embarrassment she felt at first. There is no room left in her mind and body but the feeling of Sebastian's slick tongue alternating between soft laps, wicked swirls and forceful pushes that begin to work open the tight opening.

Her voice is seized in a litany of mewls, whimpers, cries and prayers to any gods that would listen. Her arms tremble and give out from under her and she collapses chest first into the blanket, back arching, her hips rising shamelessly higher, giving Sebastian ever more access.

She quivers and squirms, sobbing at overstimulation. Soft clink of glass is all the warning she gets before she feels the slick fingers prodding her, working her open. The first digit sinks in slowly-

And another set of hands is brushing her neglected slit, expertly rolling the swollen bud of nerves at the top, diving inside and pushing down, curling just so. Lewd, wet sounds fill the air as she pants, desperately gasping for breath, her body aflame while the boys are determined to absolutely ruin her.

She shatters under the intensity of their ministrations, mewling and shaking as delight and desire roll through her body from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes.

They don't stop and she screams, her eyes rolling back into her skull as it's all too much...

She tries to squirm away but their hands hold her tight in place, pinning her to the ground, a quiet laughter the only response she gets as she writhes, more pressure building up and up and higher...

Sebastian gasps as Ominis hauls him away from her by his hair, right as she was about to crest the peak, her core twitching and shuddering and Anna groans in frustration.

"Shh," his cool palm caresses her bottom, soothing her as she pants into the blanket, sweat rolling down her brow, "don't you want her to release when we're inside her, Sebastian?..."