The corridor was a blur of stone and torchlight as Gilderoy hauled Pandora along by the wrist. Pandora, for her part, wasn't protesting. In fact, a small, melodic giggle escaped her lips, a sound that grated on Gilderoy's nerves because it sounded so damn innocent.
After weeks of being treated like a ghost—of being ignored during Apparition practice, brushed off in the hallways, and teased with blatant, agonizing displays of her body while she refused to acknowledge his existence, the sound of her laughter was like fuel on a fire.
He didn't stop until he reached a secluded, empty classroom. He practically threw her inside, the heavy oak door slamming shut behind them with a resounding thud. Gilderoy didn't waste a second; he spun around and slid the heavy iron bolt into place.
Clack.
The sound echoed in the silence of the room. Pandora turned to him, her wide, blue eyes blinking with a curated sort of confusion. She tilted her head, a stray lock of hair falling over her shoulder, and put on her best innocent expression.
"Is something wrong, Gilderoy?" she asked, her voice soft and airy. "Why are we here? What is it you wanted to discuss?"
Gilderoy let out a low, guttural growl. He stepped toward her, his boots clicking sharply on the stone floor. He didn't stop until he was inches away. Before she could utter another innocent syllable, he reached out and slammed his palms against the wall on either side of her head, pinning her firmly in place.
"Discuss?" Gilderoy's voice was a dangerous rumble, vibrating in his chest. "We aren't here to discuss anything, Pandora. We're here because you've spent weeks pretending I don't exist. You ignored me at the Apparition sessions. You walked past me in hallways as if I were a piece of stone pillar. And then," he leaned in closer, his nose brushing against hers, "you have the audacity to bend over in the library and practically offer me your arse while still refusing to speak a word to me."
Pandora let out a tiny gasp, her chest heaving against the fabric of her robes. "I don't know what you mean... I've just been very focused on my studies..."
"Liar," he hissed, his eyes darkening. "You were playing a game. You wanted to see how long it would take for me to snap. Well, congratulations, Pandora. You won. I've snapped."
He didn't give her a chance to respond. He crashed his lips onto hers in a kiss that was less of a request and more of a claim. It was hungry, aggressive, and desperate. Pandora made a muffled mmph sound of surprise, but within seconds, her innocence vanished. Her arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer, her tongue meeting his in a frantic dance. The tension of the past weeks exploded between them, a collision of frustration and longing.
Gilderoy scooped her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, their lips still locked. He carried her across the room to a wooden bench, clearing a stack of parchment with one sweeping motion of his arm. He sat down on the bench, broke the kiss, and flipped her over so her stomach was pressed against his thighs.
"You think you can just toy with me and get away with it?" he muttered, his hand coming down to grip her hip, fingers digging into the soft flesh.
Thwack!
The sound of his palm connecting with her cheek was loud, a sharp crack that echoed through the empty classroom.
"That's for the Apparition sessions," he declared.
Thwack!
"Eep!" Pandora let out a high-pitched yelp.
"That's for the hallways."
Thwack!
"And that," he growled, delivering a particularly heavy blow that made her gasp through the fabric of her jeans, "is for the library."
Pandora was whimpering now, a mixture of shock and arousal. Her breath was coming in short, jagged gasps. "Ah! G-Gilderoy... please..."
"Please what?" he asked, his voice low and demanding.
He didn't stop, his hand raining down in a rhythmic cadence, alternating between her left and right cheeks.
Thwack!
Thwack!
Thwack!
Pandora shifted, rubbing her face against the fabric of his trousers, her voice turning sultry and pleading. "I... I accept my punishment, sir. I'm sorry... I was being bad."
Gilderoy stopped, his hand resting heavily on her backside. He felt her shivering beneath him, which sent a jolt of electricity straight to his groin. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear. "You're damn right you were being bad. Now kneel."
Pandora didn't need to be told twice. She slid off his lap, her movements fluid and feline, and sank slowly to her knees on the cold stone floor, her eyes locked onto his.
She looked up at him with a gaze of pure devotion, her lips parted. "May I, sir?"
Gilderoy didn't answer with words. He reached down and unfastened his trousers, releasing his cock with a heavy thud against her cheek. It was thick and pulsing, fully erect, a vein throbbing along the side of the shaft.
Pandora's eyes widened. She had never seen anything like it. She froze for a moment, her breath hitching in her throat. In her entire life, the only one she had ever seen and known was Xeno's. He was a sweet man, but in the equipment area, he was small.
Gilderoy's member was a different beast entirely, a towering log of flesh that seemed almost impossible to accommodate.
He noticed her hesitation and gave a low, challenging chuckle. Reaching out, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head forward. With a sudden movement, he slapped the head of his cock against her cheek.
Thwack!
"Don't just stare at it, Pandora. Get to work," he commanded.
Pandora let out a soft, shaky moan. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the bead of pre-cum from the tip. She tasted him—salty and musk—and it drove her wild. She opened her mouth wide, stretching her jaw to accommodate the girth as she slid her lips over the head.
Slurp.
She groaned as she took in the first inch, her eyes fluttering shut. The sheer size of him was overwhelming. She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing as she created a powerful vacuum.
Gluck... gluck... gluck...
She pulled back slightly, her lips glistening with his moisture. "Sir..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "Is... am I doing it right? I've... I've never... I've never seen one this big before."
Gilderoy grunted, his hips twitching involuntarily. "You're doing just fine, you little tease."
Pandora blushed, looking up at him with a shy, sultry smile. "It's so much bigger than Xeno's... I didn't know they could be like this."
Gilderoy's ego swelled along with his erection. The thought of his dormmate's inadequacy compared to his own dominance over Pandora was an incredible aphrodisiac. "Well, you're learning today, aren't you? Now get back to it. All of it."
Pandora obeyed eagerly. She dove back down, attempting to take as much of him as she could. She used her hands to massage the base, her small fingers meeting around the circumference of his shaft. She pushed herself further, her throat opening up as she tried to swallow the massive head.
Gag... gluck...
The sound of her struggling was music to Gilderoy's ears. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her rhythm. He began to thrust his hips upward, meeting her mouth with forceful, rhythmic strokes. Schlick. Slurp. Gluck.
Pandora's eyes watered but she didn't pull away. She loved the feeling of being filled, the sensation of her throat stretching to accommodate him.
"Yes... just like that," Gilderoy groaned, his head falling back against the bench. "Suck it, Pandora. Suck every bit of it."
The pace increased. Gilderoy's breathing became heavy, ragged gasps that filled the quiet room. He could feel the pressure building in his loins, the inevitable climax rushing toward him like a tidal wave. He gripped her hair tighter, pulling her head down firmly, forcing her to take him as deep as she possibly could.
"I'm... I'm close," he warned, his voice a strained rasp.
Pandora didn't stop. She intensified her suction, her cheeks bulging as she worked him with a desperate, loving hunger. She wanted everything he had.
Suddenly, Gilderoy stiffened. His entire body locked up, a loud, guttural roar escaping his throat. "Ughhhh!"
He surged forward, burying himself deep in her throat just as he erupted. A massive torrent of hot, thick cum blasted down the back of her throat.
Pandora's eyes went wide, her body jolting from the force of the ejaculation. She struggled for a moment, the sheer volume of the load threatening to choke her. She could feel the hot liquid hitting the back of her throat in rhythmic pulses, filling her mouth to the brim.
She didn't dare let a single drop escape. Her cheeks bulged outward, her throat working hard as she fought to swallow. Gulp... gluck... gulp.
She continued to suck even after the flow slowed, ensuring she drained him completely. When Gilderoy finally relaxed, sliding out of her mouth with a wet pop, Pandora stayed on her knees for a moment, a thin string of saliva and cum connecting her lip to his cock.
She looked up at him, her face flushed, her eyes glazed with pleasure, and let out a soft, satisfied sigh.
Gilderoy reached down, grabbing her waist and hauling her up with a sudden jerk. He pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her and pressing her chest firmly against his. He could feel her heart racing against his own.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice returning to that playful yet menacing tone.
"Listen to me carefully, Pandora," he whispered playfully, his grip tightening on her hip. "The games are over for now. But if you ever decide to play the 'silent treatment' again... if you ever ignore me... I promise you, the punishment will be far, far worse. Do you understand?"
Pandora shivered, a thrill of fear and excitement running down her spine. She snuggled closer into his warmth, nodding her head against his shoulder.
"Yes, sir," she whispered, her voice dripping with submission. "I understand."
___
Thank you to everyone who dropped Power Stones last time! ❤️
100 Power Stones goal.
📖 Advanced Chapters on Patreon- Patreon readers are getting the equivalent of 19+ advanced WebNovel-length chapters!
https://patreon.com/A_Peverel