Chapter 17: The Dragon Does Emma Watson (Emma Watson)

Emma Watson walked with a purpose, dressed to kill. She dressed in a tight black dress which fit snugly against her body, sheer black stockings which clung to her legs, high-heel shoes which boosted her up, and gave off the illusion to that her legs had gone on forever. Along with a tasteful amount of makeup, namely a coat of lipstick.

Hadrian Peverell, known as the Dragon from his fierceness, rose up the ranks of Hollywood as one of the top agents for actresses. He always negotiated fiercely for his clients, getting the best deals possible, and roles which they really could sink their teeth into. Many producers groaned at having to work with the Dragon, but he inspired some of the best talent, so even if they had to pay a little extra, they got it.

Also, he resembled an older, more mature Harry Potter. And given that Emma knew a few things about Harry Potter, she would know.

"Emma, honey, how are…."

She crossed the room and laid a big kiss on Hadrian. Her excitement bubbled to the surface as Hadrian's hands steadied her hips preventing Emma from falling over in excitement.

"I got the role!" Emma yelled.

Hadrian smiled at his client. "Did you have any doubts?"

See was in fact believing afterall.

"Well, no," Emma said. "It's just...well the competition was pretty stiff."

Whether she knew it or not, Emma rubbed against Hadrian's crotch. She leaned in and planted a couple more kisses against Hadrian. Those green eyes brought pools of juices between Emma's legs.

"You know, I'm in the mood to skip straight to dessert if you really want to."

And here was the perk of being an agent. Hadrian declined to have sex with his clients until after they got the role. This served a couple of purposes. For one, no one could accuse Hadrian of leveraging sex with his clients, to get them the good roles. And for second, they were so happy that he got the job done, that they were even more inclined to celebrate.

It had been a system, but one that worked. Hadrian and Emma passed through the curtain, with Emma taking off Hadrian's pants with ease.

"I don't know, this tastes sweeter when you have sex after getting the role, and not before," Emma said. "Or so I've heard."

"You've been talking to...people."

A grin came across the brunette's face while she casually pumped Hadrian's stiffening pole.

Hadrian did not want to name and shame people, that was bad for business. Emma's lipstick smeared the tip of his erect cock. The gorgeous actress moved down, taking Hadrian's cock deep into her throat. She acted like she was starved, starved for human affection, starved for Hadrian burying himself deep inside of her.

Massaging Emma's scalp, Hadrian buried deep inside of her mouth. Emma worshiped him, sticking him as deep into her throat as humanly possible.

Oh, Hadrian thought he would lose it inside of her mouth. Emma knew this and toyed with Hadrian's balls which caused him to groan even louder when driving into the depths of Emma's tight mouth.

"I'm close, Emma."

The vigorously loud sounds Emma made echoed throughout the room. Thankfully, they had been muffled by the the sound of music to the people on the outside. Not that Emma cared. She intended to get every single last drop of Hadrian into her, and suck him completely dry.

With a huge push, Hadrian drained the contents of his balls deep inside of Emma's throat. Emma sucked down every single last drop of Hadrian's release, careful not to waste a single drop of it.

The moment she came up from air, Emma broke out into a smile. Squeezing Hadrian's balls, she climbed up onto his lap. Hadrian groaned at the feeling of her soft silky stockings. Hadrian ground against her, his cock filled with lipstick marks after Emma kissed it.

"Best meal I could have tonight," Emma purred again. "Mmm..and hard again….well, you know how to give a woman a good time...a really good time."

She craved Hadrian, craved him deep inside of her. Hadrian hiked her dress up and massaged her thighs, getting closer to that hot spot between Emma's legs. The spot which she spent the last two weeks thinking about, after she employed Hadrian's services.

And they were paying off tonight. Hadrian stained her panties ever so briefly before pulling them off.

"I think you ruined them."

"With all the money you're making, you can buy so many more," Hadrian said.

Emma's heart rate increased as the man of her dreams came close to entering her. All of her dreams were about to come true, in one of the best ways possible. Hadrian pushed a little bit closer into her, filling up Emma with the first few inches of his cock. Emma put her hands against the back of his head.

"I should have warned you about Disney girls..."

Emma guessed she could be considered a Disney Girl, thanks the Beauty and the Beast role. She pushed up against Hadrian.

"Oh, and what you could have warned me about Disney girls?"

"Their number one addiction is cock," Hadrian hissed which caused Emma to jam him inside of her.

Hadrian rocked back and forth against Emma, penetrating her body. Her pussy was so gloriously tight it took a lot of work. And Emma staring him in the eyes, kissing his neck as well, and sucking on his earlobe, leaving lipstick marks all over the side of his face, made this even more glorious.

"I swear you look so much like Harry Potter it's scary," Emma breathed.

"Oh, Harry Potter didn't get as much sweet pussy as I have," Hadrian growled.

"Well, not in canon anyway," Emma murmured.

But, Emma did not want to get into a shipping debate though. Three things that should not be talked about in any fashion, politics, religion, and fandom relationships. She took her mind off of a fiction which dominated a decade of Emma's life, and into sweet reality, namely Hadrian going balls deep into her.

The depths her nails sank into his neck should have left more of a mark, but Hadrian always had the ability to heal, and go the distance. All of the stories, all of the rumors, well they were.

The sorcerer once known as Harry Potter, now known as Hadrian Peverell, drove deep into Emma's sweet pussy. It still amused him how on Earth-0 he was considered a very popular fictional character. Although there was a lot of fiction written about his life back on his home world, designated Earth-7 in the grander scheme of the multiverse.

Emma rode out Hadrian all the way to the edge. His own orgasm crept up inside of her.

"It's a safe day," Emma whispered. "Inside me….I want to feel it."

Well, being the Master of Death, Hadrian had a little bit more insurance, using his powers to prevent the creation of new life. Hadrian pumped faster, harder, deeper into Emma as she ground up against him. She moaned hotly against Hadrian's ear, and she took him, deep into her pussy.

Emma must have came at least two more times. Hadrian stretched her out, with Emma's firm thighs, soft, smooth stocking covered legs pressed against him. Hadrian ripped at her stockings, while pushing into her.

So good, and so close, Emma could feel something heating up. She tightened around Hadrian, coming close to ripping down the curtains around them.

Hadrian rode her out and expelled a heavy load of seed inside of her. Emma closed her eyes and enjoyed her body being filled up. Something about the seed made Emma experience sensations which made her feel lighter than air.

She collapsed down onto Hadrian. Hadrian caught her before falling on the floor. The two cuddled before Emma cleaned her agent's cock of all of the dripping juices.

"So, will you come by on the set?" Emma asked.

"Well, I need to make sure that my client's needs are met."

The double meaning made Emma just snicker. She walked, a bit gingerly, and stopped. She moved in, leaned down, and dropped a key into Hadrian's hand, along with her panties.

"I'll be in town until Tuesday."

End.