Gilderoy hurried down the stairs, his cock still half-hard from the library encounter. Pandora's firm ass under his palms haunted him, her soft moans echoing in his ears. He needed release, and when he spotted Amelia ascending the opposite staircase—her auror trainee uniform hugging her curves, long coat draped over her shoulders.
"Amelia,"he growled, grabbing her wrist and yanking her into a side alcove. Her green eyes widened in surprise, but a spark of curiosity lit them as he pressed her against the cool wall, his body pinning hers.
"Gil?" she asked, breath hitching as his free hand cupped her cheek.
"Come with me." Without waiting for a reply, he pulled her along, weaving through hidden passages until they reached the seventh floor.
The Room of Requirement materialized before them, door swinging open to reveal a lavish bedroom: a massive four-poster bed draped in silk sheets, candles flickering low, the air thick with the scent of jasmine.
He dragged her inside, kicking the door shut behind them.
Amelia laughed softly, a mix of amusement and arousal in her voice. "Mmmh, So demanding tonight."
Gilderoy spun her toward the bed, his mouth crashing onto hers in a bruising kiss. His tongue plunged deep, tasting her surprise as his hands worked frantically at her clothes. He shrugged off her long coat, letting it pool on the floor, then tugged at the buttons of her inner robes, exposing the white blouse beneath that strained against her large breasts. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he yanked down her auror trainee pants, the fabric sliding over her hips to reveal lacy black panties clinging to her mound.
"Ahhh," she gasped when he broke the kiss, but her body betrayed her words, hips bucking toward him.
He didn't slow; instead, he hooked his fingers into her panties and ripped them down, leaving her bare from the waist down. Her pussy lips glistened already, shaved smooth and swollen with need.
Amelia's surprise melted into eagerness as he pushed her forward, bending her over the edge of the bed. She braced her hands on the mattress, ass lifting high, cheeks parting slightly to tease him with the view of her tight holes. Gilderoy groaned, dropping to his knees behind her. His hands gripped her bare ass, kneading the soft flesh roughly, fingers digging into the plump curves.
"Fuck, your ass is perfect," he muttered, spreading her wider.
He buried his face between her ass cheeks, nose pressing against her puckered hole as his tongue traced the outer lips of her pussy. She shivered, a whimper escaping her.
Slowly, he circled her folds, lapping at the slick juices coating them, then thrust his tongue inside her pussy, fucking her with it in short, deep strokes. Amelia's thighs trembled, her back arching as he sucked on her clit, flicking the sensitive nub with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh gods, Gil... right there," she panted, pushing back against his mouth. He devoured her relentlessly, tongue plunging in and out while his fingers spread her ass cheeks wider, one thumb teasing her asshole. Her pussy clenched around his tongue, juices dripping down his chin as her moans grew louder, body tensing. With a final, hard suck on her clit, she came hard, walls spasming as she cried out, flooding his mouth with her release. He lapped it all up, not stopping until she slumped forward, gasping.
Amelia straightened shakily, turning to face him with flushed cheeks and wild eyes. "Your turn."
She pushed him down onto the bed, making him sit on the edge as she knelt between his legs. Her hands worked his trousers open, freeing his thick cock—veins pulsing, head already leaking pre-cum. It throbbed in the air, hard and ready.
She cupped her large breasts, and wrapped them around his shaft. The soft, warm flesh enveloped him completely, her nipples hard peaks brushing his skin as she squeezed them together.
Gilderoy hissed, hips jerking up as she began to slide her tits up and down his length, the friction sending sparks through him.
"Fuck, Amy... your breasts feel so good around my cock," he groaned, watching her tongue dart out to lick the tip each time it emerged from her cleavage.
She moved faster, her own arousal making her skin slick, the valley between her tits gliding smoothly over him.
"I'm close," he warned, voice strained. Amelia leaned forward, mouth opening wide to catch the head. He thrust up once more, and his cock erupted, spurting thick ropes of cum straight into her mouth. She swallowed greedily, not spilling a drop, her throat working around the salty load as she milked him with her breasts until he softened slightly.
But Gilderoy's cock didn't stay soft long—Pandora's memory kept him raging hard.
Amelia noticed, eyes gleaming as she released her breasts and gripped his base. "Still hard? Let's see how much you can take."
She leaned in, wrapping her lips around his cockhead, sucking firmly before pushing down further. Inch by inch, she took him into her mouth, tongue swirling along the underside as she bobbed her head.
Gilderoy tangled his fingers in her auburn hair, guiding her gently at first, then deeper. "Take it all, Amy... fuck, your mouth is so hot." She gagged slightly when the head hit the back of her throat, but persisted, relaxing her jaw to swallow more of him. Saliva dripped down his shaft, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. He fucked her face steadily, the wet sounds filling the room as her throat constricted around him.
After long minutes of her determined efforts-her jaw starting to ache from the stretch, he felt the build-up again.
"Gonna cum... swallow it," he grunted, holding her head still as he thrust deep. His balls tightened, and he exploded down her throat, hot cum pulsing in waves. Amelia choked a little but swallowed what she could, pulling off with a gasp, a thin strand of semen connecting her lips to his tip. She wiped her mouth, jaw throbbing.
"Merlin, Gil, you're too much to handle sometimes. My jaw's killing me."
He chuckled, pulling her up onto the bed beside him. 'You'll manage.' They cuddled close, her head on his chest, bodies sticky with sweat and fluids. Amelia traced lazy circles on his skin, then looked up. "Seriously, though—what's got you so horny today? You're like a man possessed."
Gilderoy sighed, recounting the library scene: how Pandora had shoved her ass in his face, made him grope her, moaning under his touch while Xeno watched indifferently. "She basically told me to feel her up, right there in front of her fiancé."
Amelia burst out laughing. 'Ha! Those two seem to have some sort of fetish. Pandora dragging you into their weird dynamic."
He raised an eyebrow. "Jealous?"
She smirked, nuzzling his neck. "Not jealous. Turned on, maybe. Don't be surprised if this happens again. Pandora seems to have set her eyes on you."
Gilderoy's cock twitched at the thought, but he pulled Amelia closer, kissing her forehead. "Let her try. But right now, you're all I need."
Amelia shifted, her hand sliding over his chest, tracing his abs. "Speaking of... you know it'll be even better once Narcissa and Bellatrix join us. The three of us together-we could really overpower you."
He smirked, capturing her lips in a slow kiss. "You all are welcome to try. I accept your challenge."
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