Chapter 9. Blue balls?

"Did Luna let you fuck her in the ass?!" Lavender whispered fiercely with a lewd smile.

They were currently resting by the shores of the Black Lake, on a blanket. There was a rune to generate heat within a certain radius. Ancient runes was one of the few subjects where Altair could show off a bit. Just a little. The runes he could make needed to be charged with magic.

"Yes..., you, aren't you upset?" he asked while looking at the blonde sitting on his lap. He used all his Occlumency to avoid getting an erection.

"Yes!" she replied, tapping her chest with her index finger. "I'm your girlfriend, Alti! My butt should be the first one you take," she pouted cutely while puffing out her cheeks. "Did Luna feel good?, or did you make her cry like you did with me?" she asked curiously.

"She said she likes me", he shrugged. "Her face was so lascivious that I thought someone had switched bodies with her. When she came, it looked like she was going to crush my cock inside her". 'Fuck! Oclumency, Altair, oclumency.'

"Do you enjoy talking about how you fucked someone else in front of your girlfriend?" she said indignantly. She turned around to emphasize her anger.

"Hey, Lav... if you're angry, why does it seem like you're fucking me dry?" the blonde's hips moved up and down, making her ass stimulate his thick cock.

"Are you accusing me of getting turned on while you tell me how you fucked Luna in the ass? You're right!" she said, turning around crossing her feet behind his back while continuing to move her ass over his crotch. "It's only fair that I do the same to you, right?" a twisted but undeniable logic.

"Do you want to do it now?" he asked, a bit surprised.

"Yes. But no. My pussy hurts and I'm already walking weird. People made nasty comments about me," she finished with feigned sadness while burying her face in her chest. "I want you to beat them up! One even told me I should experiment with a 'real magician'! Ugh, stupid! If it weren't for the pain, I would be riding your cock right here".

"I need time... just time. I will be strong enough so that no one can say anything to you for being with a waste like me," Altair whispered in her ear. His voice was more serious and calm than he had intended at first.

Lavender felt chills run down her spine when she heard it.

"You're not a waste, the Malfoys are! I can't wait to see the look on that bitch Cassiopeia's face while you shove it up her ass. Maybe I'll make her lick mine after you fuck her. We could make her stupid little brother clean up the semen that falls on the floor from his sister's pussy. Maybe if he swallows your cum, he can become a tiny fraction of the man you are". She said angrily. "No, he doesn't deserve to eat your cum, let's just tie him up in a corner while he watches your cock open that bitch's pussy", she ended. Her hips moved faster. Her face was tinged red with anger. Altair didn't talk much about his life with the Malfoys, but Cassiopeia and Draco didn't waste any time talking about how miserable his life was.

"That was a good imitation of Granger, ten points for Gryffindor. Now, breathe" he joked with her. He didn't want to deny that the idea of going back to Cassiopeia making her his bitch, was fucking attractive.

"Tsk!, did you already get hard?", was it because you were thinking of me as Granger?, or for thinking about Cassiopeia? Pervert! I need to make sure you don't go around smashing witches!" she said fervently, with determination in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, she pulled his erect member out of his pants. Altair moaned as he felt the cold air while watching Lavender point her wand at his cock.

"Wait!" he said while holding her hand tightly. He didn't have much experience with the good kind of spells on his genitals.

"Ouch!" Lavender cried out at the force with which he held her.

"I'm sorry," he let it slip. "It's just... a reflex", he weakly excused herself.

Lavender looked at the regret in his eyes. His erection was slowly subsiding.

'They wouldn't dare to enchant such a wonderful part of him, would they?' A horrible feeling formed in the pit of her stomach. She shook her head while pointing her wand in her hand. 

Altair was reserved. She didn't believe she would hear him speak openly about his past.

"Lapsus," she whispered. Her hand filled with a transparent liquid; she learned the spell in just thirty minutes. She began to masturbate him tenderly. She wanted to show him that she wasn't angry with him. "Draco and Lucius tied up, watching as Narcissa and Cassiopeia beg to get pregnant by you," she whispered in his ear. His erection recovered shortly after hearing that. "Can you imagine the screams they would make? Ladies of pureblood, moaning for a real man. The two men screaming as their balls are crushed, one after the other. Maybe they are a couple of sissies and get excited seeing their women finally happy. Maybe they'll ask to be fucked too? If they do, I'll get them a giant. I can already see the news: «Lord and Heir Malfoy, fucked to death by a giant» she began kissing his neck while his vengeful mind was brainstorming for plans. 'Granger is better at this'. She thought sadly.

Altair's mind alternated between Lavender's hand on his cock and the satisfaction he felt at imagining Lucius Malfoy's cold corpse. 'Am I capable of killing someone?' he was.

At least, he was capable of killing the Malfoys.

"I'm going to take my time with them... I want to destroy everything they have, their reputation, their money. I want to see them begging for a few knuts. I want them to suffer".

"You're starting to talk like a villain. You're turning me on," she said, increasing her movements.

"You're not one to talk..." he replied with a smile.

"I have your cock in my hands. I decide whether you come or not", she said haughtily, using both hands to torturously slowly masturbate him.

Altair looked around. There were no students nearby. At this time of year, the Black Lake wasn't very popular.

"I'm going to cum in your throat, Lav, start sucking it," he received a pout in response.

"I have a better idea", she said with a mischievous smile. "Harley, come here!" she shouted into the void.

A scream sounded to the right. Both heard a body fall to the ground as black boots appeared out of nowhere.

"¿Lav?" Altair said, the confusion emphasized in his tone. She just smiled at him before getting up from his lap and walking towards the boots.

"Give that back to me!" a frightened voice came from a person under an invisibility cloak.

Lavender ran towards him. That cape in her hands. She hid behind him.

Altair tried to hide his erection with his hands. He had enormous respect for Professor Potter and didn't want to completely ruin his relationship with her daughter.

"No-o," said Lavender's sing-song voice. "It's confiscated. You will serve detention for... uh, the time it takes you to make Alti cum. Only then will you get it back." In her mind she was a model student, helping her classmates understand the importance of not spying on others.

Harley watched as Altair tried to tuck his member into his pants. She bit her lips with desire before responding.

"Will I have my cloak after my punishment?" she whispered timidly.

"Wait, Lavender, I don't want to abuse anyone!" Altair was a cheeky young man, not a rapist. Even when he thought about the Malfoy Ladies, he never considered forcing them.

"Abuse? Altair, look closely," she pointed to the black-haired girl with his fingers.

The girl was on her knees, as a result of having fallen. Her pants were down to her ankles, her sweater was open, and one of her breasts was exposed.

She averted her gaze, but did not cover any part of her body.

"Was she...?", Altair began.

"... Was she touching herself while spying on us? Absolutely", she concluded. "Come here, Harley. You don't have to worry about her, she wants this". She hugged his side.

The girl took small steps as she approached them. She walked like a penguin while her legs remained bare. She finally reached the blanket and moaned at the warmth provided by the rune.

"Altair, I..., you..., well," she began, but she didn't finish any sentence.

"Just start sucking, Har. You'll gain confidence after you've emptied his balls. Right, love?" she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The black-haired woman slowly knelt in front of that piece of meat.

"Lav, I need explanations," Altair asked. He was excited, but still confused.

"I'll start when Harley starts sucking", she looked at the other girl.

"Harley, do you want to do this?" he asked while holding her chin. Their eyes met. She had the same emerald green iris as her mother. She was a trembling mess, but not out of fear. It was out of anticipation.

She didn't respond, she simply brought her face closer to his member. The lubricant that covered it stuck to the girl's face. Lavender vanished it with an evanesco.

"It's not edible... I'm not that good yet, I just learned it today," she responds to her boyfriend's unasked question.

The Potter girl just took a deep breath with his cock over her face.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lavender hurried her by slapping her with his cock.

"If you're just going to smell it like a fool, you might as well leave," she said slightly annoyed.

"Ex-excuse me… it's just that I like how it smells," she replied stammering. She stuck out her tongue shyly. She gave experimental licks.

"Liar, the vanishing charm took everything!" Lavender punctuated.

"I'm not lying!" she replied bravely.

Lavender clicked her tongue before bending down to smell it herself.

Altair just watched the two women smell him. It was a strange... and pleasant situation.

"Alti always smells this good!" she said in the end, with a slight blush. It was as if his body constantly released pheromones. She had noticed it yesterday. "It's his magic."

"His magic?" asked the emerald-eyed one. She began to masturbate him.

Altair rolled his eyes as he listened to them talk. 'At this rate, I'll end up finishing in Christmas'.

"I'll explain later", said Lavender. Harley pouted before kissing the tip of his penis. The previous outburst seemed to have taken away his shyness.

She looked him in the eyes.

Her shyness returned.

"I think I'm going to end up with blue balls today," he said in a melancholic whisper.