Ch 304 - Please punish me, Sir? ~Write Lines~

Just after near twenty minutes of sleep, Hermione awoke in a panic.

Her knickers were wet and her pussy still tingled with residual pleasure.

'Noooooo!'

She'd had multiple orgasms in her sleep, and it felt as though she'd just failed every single one of her O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s combined in one sweaty night.

Her hands covered her face, and she dug her fingers into her head.

'He's going to be so angry.'

Hermione trudged through the corridor feeling dejected and sulky.

'I was so close...'

Her head wouldn't shut up until she confessed.

She dreaded the confrontation. 

Hermione now stood outside his room behind Head Dorms trying to gather her courage and admit to him what had happened.

Her hand seemed to knock on its own accord.

"Enter," Lucifer growled. His face softened when he saw her.

She wouldn't look at him, though, sitting down across from him as if she wanted to disappear.

"What is it, Hermione?"

"I have to tell you something," she whispered.

"Then say it."

Hermione burst into tears. She hadn't been expecting it. The pressure in her just suddenly exploded, and her face crumpled.

Lucifer calmly gave her a handkerchief.

She took it and cried harder.

Leaning back on the headboard, he folded his arms over his chest.

This looks bad.

"What is it, pet? Tell me."

She mumbled something through her tears, but he didn't catch a single word. "I can't understand you. Take a deep breath and try again."

A hiccuped inhale shook her chest, and she covered her face.

"I-I came in my s-sleep" she said in a quivering voice.

"Ah." From her reaction, he'd thought she was going to say she'd decided to leave him or something.

"Please punish me. I don't want you to be upset," Hermione hiccuped.

"I'm not upset. I'm just disappointed."

She groaned and covered her ears. "That's a million times worse! Please punish me. I can't stand this."

Lucifer smiled softly. "I'll deal with you tomorrow. Your punishment will no longer be for show."

"Please, I can't wait till tomorrow," she whispered.

"I won't be able to sleep. I need something."

"Look at me, Hermione."

Hermione met his eye for the first time since she'd walked into room.

"What made you come?"

Sniffing, Hermione let her gaze fall to the side.

She didn't really want to tell him.

"I said look at me," Lucifer ordered. When her eyes met his again, he sank into her thoughts.

"Tell me what you dreamt."

"Your clone was holding me down while you fucked me," she whispered.

"That's all?"

"No."

His eyes rolled to the ceiling. "You're trying my patience, girl. Tell me what made you come. Now."

Hermione started crying again, her stomach clenching at his displeasure. "You said you needed me."

His brows popped toward his hairline. "In real life or your dream?"

"In my dream."

"And it made you come," he mused.

"Yes, sir."

"I see. Is there a reason you were so reluctant to tell me this?"

Hermione shrugged and sniffed.

"I thought it would make you even more angry." 

"Why?"

"I don't know," she said in exasperation. "I don't want you to think I'm some simpering schoolgirl with romantic fantasies about getting married and living happily ever after. I'm not."

She tried her best to not make him think otherwise, or he would be scared of her....

"Hmm." He did understand. And it was touching that she wanted him to need her.

Lucifer felt conflicted. 'Do I need her?' He didn't want to think about it just then.

The prospect was more than a little disturbing.

"I'll give you an extra assignment tonight as part of your punishment if you'd like."

She looked at him hopefully. "Yes, sir, anything."

"I want you to go back to your room and write one hundred times 'I will not come without permission.'"

"Yes, sir."

"Give it to me tomorrow in the Boys Dorm, I will also explain what I found in the Library."

"Yes. sir."

"Go on, I will be staying here for a while."

She nodded thinking if any reason he didn't want to go with her, Hermione had noticed he always left after her to reach the Boys Dorm.

Lucifer settled himself a little more comfortably on the bed, he was near asleep but this is a nice turn of events.

She needed to let go and trust him; the more vulnerable she was, the faster that would happen.

He started planning.

It was almost 2'o clock, when Lucifer decided to go back to his shared room with other boys.

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Parvati once again stared at the door's opening, then closing.

Her gaze followed Hermione who is now busy scribbling furiously on a long scroll of parchment.

She glanced at it and realized she was writing the same thing over and over.

"What are you doing?"

"Lines," she answered without looking up.

She had to wipe at her face to cover her laugh. "What happened?"

"I came."

"No way. You'd cut off your hand before you disobeyed him."

She stopped writing. "I was asleep. I couldn't help it."

Parvati stood there for a few seconds processing that. 'I never heard of a girl came in their sleep before.'

Or was it just stuff she hadn't experienced yet?

"And you told him?"

"Yes."

"Was he upset?" she asked, sitting on the bed in front of her.

"He said he was just disappointed."

Her eyes were red; Parvati could tell she'd been crying. Bloody hell. Weird.

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"He's going to punish me for real on Friday."

"You mean it was going to be pretend otherwise?"

"I think he wasn't going to really hurt me, just humiliate me. But now . . ." she trailed off.

"You're going to cry."

Hermione bit her lip and nodded. "Please don't laugh at me."

"I won't. I promise. I'd cry too if my boyfriend beat me up."

A smile played at her lips. "He's not going to beat me up."

"Whatever you want to call it. He's going to hurt you . . . on purpose."

Hermione nodded to herself. "You do know I want it, right?"

Parvati smirked. "Yeah, I got that. But it's still going to hurt."

"I'm nervous," she admitted.

"I can imagine."

"But I need it."

"Hey, it's your arse. Do what you want with it!"

"You don't think I'm completely mental and sick?"

Parvati did laugh at that. "Beyond mental and the sickest girl I know."

Smiling, she nodded. "Thanks, Parvati."

"For what? Agreeing you're mental?"

"For being nice," she answered.

"It's the least I can do," Parvati said, waving off her kind look. "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning."

"Goodnight."

Parvati put up her blanket once again, she turned her face to look at her. "Do you come in your sleep often?"

Shrugging, Hermione just continued writing. "Occasionally."

Crazy, she thought, shaking her head.

What else can she do?

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Hermione got up at her usual time the following morning and got ready for the day ahead.

When she finished, she walked into the boys dorm tiptoed, opened the door....moving near Lucifer's bed, only to see....him asleep at the table.

???

....Was he still reading that book from earlier?

His cheek resting on an open page of that said book.

Hermione walked over to him and shook his shoulder, "Lucifer?"

"Nnnn... Hunh?" He groaned as he lifted his face off the page and stretched, his fingers interlocked as he raised them and his arms above his head, while pushing his shoulders backwards.

Hermione felt her face burn a little as she watched him.

She had to mentally slap herself to come back to her senses when he finished stretching.

"I-I have completed my lines, sir."

Lucifer accepted it with barely any acknowledgment, yawning a bit.

The cold-shoulder treatment got to her.

She just wanted him to forgive her and tell her he still cared. 'Fat chance....'

"You've skipped line forty-six," he drawled and pointed. 

Hermione looked down. She'd mis-numbered the parchment, going from forty-five to forty-seven.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Lucifer handed her his quill, and she bent over his desk and added another sentence.

He fought the urge to slide his hand up under her robes and touch her bum.

It had been a long week, and he was sick of his hand—she did a fabulous job like a pro, not even letting him feel his dick getting blowed.

She came at random times to serve him, and Lucifer was only left organ being wet after he did wake up.

It's both insane and erotic at the same time, Lucifer really wanted to see her face....but girl was persistent in little revenge.

It couldn't compete with her soaked snatch.

He could smell her as she wrote.

Her and her pussy.

'How wet is she that I can already smell her? How can everyone else in the room NOT smell her?'

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