A Chance Encounter
I had a bit of a block lately but this challenge for the snitchers loosened it up so thank-you Sunday girl. It's a bit of a change for me so tell me what you think. I managed to write 2000 words today in addition to this little story.
A Chance Encounter
Alicia watched from underneath her lashes as the Slytherins stormed back to their locker room in the light spring drizzle after their loss to Hufflepuff. She gave her companion a smirk when she saw their seeker, Terrence Higgs, slam his fist against the locker door.
“Poor Higgs,” said Angelina dismissively. “Must be absolutely maddening when you catch the snitch but lose anyway because the Beaters can’t stop getting penalties. If I were Higgs I would give Bole and Derrick a piece of my mind.”
Alicia winced as she heard the dulcet tones of Marcus Flint bleed out of the Slytherin change room. It seemed Flint was taking care of that problem as they spoke.
“Coming love,” asked Angie as she turned to walk towards the castle.
“I have to get my broom from the shed,” said Alicia with a sigh. “I have to replace those front twigs again. I really should get a new broom.”
“Well, don’t be long,” warned Angelina. “That lot isn’t going to come out of their locker room in a good mood after Flint is through with them”
Alicia laughed and went in search of her broom. By the time she found her broom kit and her broom, it was starting to get dark. Luckily, the rain had stopped. She swung her broom over her shoulder and was making her way back to the castle when a voice in the gloom stopped her.
“Who’s there?” asked a grumpy voice.
“It’s a little Gryffindork,” said another familiar raspy voice.
Alicia looked around in confusion.
“It’s one of those maddening witches on their team,” said Flint. “Where’s the rest of your coven, Spinnet?” He stepped out into the fading spring light. He had a bottle wrapped in his hand and his dark eyes were glittering with mischief.
Alicia swallowed in trepidation as she took in the Slytherin captain’s tall physique and rugged face. Then she gave a startled gasp when Higgs came up silently behind her on light feet.
“It’s not Johnson,” said Higgs as he squinted at her. His eyes looked bleary. “And it’s not the gawky one that you want to molest, Marcus. It must be the one with the nice tits.”
Alicia crossed her hands over her chest protectively. Then she took in the rest of Higg’s words.
“Katie is only fourteen, you perv,” said Alicia heatedly. “She’s far too young for you, Flint.”
“Ahhh,” said Flint with an amused smile. “Little witches grow up fast. I can wait.”
“She’s sweet and innocent and she would never….,” protested Alicia. She stopped when she saw Flint’s wolfish grin.
“But I love sweet and innocent, Spinnet,” said Marcus. “And never say never, love.”
“It is the one with the tits,” said Higgs as he moved closer to Alicia.
Alicia blushed as she saw the light in Higg’s bright blue eyes.
“But still a little witch, hmmm,” said Marcus with a grin.
Alicia could almost feel the air change as both Slytherins looked at her like they wanted to eat her. The look in Marcus Flint’s eyes was being to make her feel all hot and cold at the same time. Time to leave.
“I have to go,” said Alicia breathlessly.
“Come back again, little witch,” said Higgs.
Alicia turned and fled towards the castle. She had never participated in a conversation like that before. There were nuances and underlying meanings to their words. Honestly, they were both Slytherins to the core - sly, manipulative and a bit scary. Good thing, at the end of this year, they would be both gone.
The next week, Alicia was on her way to the Library when she was distracted by a strange sound along a deserted corridor. Being a brave Gryffindor, she went to look what it was. What she saw shocked her to her toes. There was Marcus Flint and a seventh year Slytherin witch in the alcove. The witch was on her knees in front of Flint and all Alicia could see was her head bobbing up and down in a rhythm. She watched as Flint caressed the hair of the girl and gave encouraging moans. Curious, Alicia stepped closer so she could see.
Alicia could see him. She smothered a gasp as she looked at her first penis, in fact, her first erect penis. She watched breathlessly as the girl licked her way down Flint’s shaft that was bulging with thick veins. Alicia wondered how the other witch could fit it in her mouth when she engulfed his penis. Alicia licked her dry lips when she saw the other witch caress Flint’s shaft and begin to pump it up and down in time to her sucking. Her eyes flew to Flint’s face when she heard him start to moan the girl’s name.
Alicia’s heart was pounding as she ventured nearer. Both Slytherins were oblivious and wrapped up in what they were doing. Her heart was racing with excitement as she heard the couple get louder. She shivered as she listened to the moans, slurping noises, and groans. She froze when Flint said, “ahhh, fuck it” in a strangled moan. Then she watched him spurt a stream of something white against the girl’s face. But the girl didn’t seem to mind and she was saying his first name with a dreamy smile on her face.
Alicia’s heart was pounding as she melted into the shadows. She watched them get dressed and was surprised as they quite casually talked about a quiz the next afternoon in Transfiguration. Flint dropped a casual kiss on the girl’s cheek before she left and that’s when Alicia made her mistake.
Alicia backed further away and stepped on a loose piece of parchment. The crinkling noise was like a burst of noise in the deserted corridor. Before Alicia could quite believe it, Marcus Flint was beside her with his wand drawn.
“If it isn’t the little Gryffindor again,” said Marcus as he pointed his wand at her. “What are you doing lurking in the corridors? Hmmm? Seeing things a little witch shouldn’t?”
Alicia shook her head numbly. He put down his wand and looked at her with a grin.
“A good little witch would have walked away,” said Marcus in a low voice as he stepped closer.
Alicia could only look at him mesmerized.
“But you aren’t a good little witch, are you,” whispered Marcus hotly in her ear. Alicia shivered.
She tried to squirm away in protest when his hungry mouth claimed her own a moment later but all she could do is moan. She clung to his shoulders as she sank into his forbidden kisses. He smelled musky and masculine.
Later, when she is lying nude on her back, on a couch in the Astronomy Tower, Alicia could only watch him as he shifted in between her spread thighs. She wanted this and he made her want it. Alicia panted as she watched him sink that hard cock deep inside her rendering her virginity gone in a pain filled instant. But he didn’t stop and he drove deep inside her untried body.
Marcus held her hips down so she couldn’t move away and then took her hard and fast. Alicia felt impossibly full but it didn’t hurt anymore. She could feel his body against hers, his hard firm body. She can feel the rough texture of his thighs as they rub against her soft inner thighs. Then a spark of pleasure drifts down her body, then another and another. Alicia clutched at his flexing biceps and moaned. She looked up into his knowing dark eyes. He smiled down at her.
Flint knew her secret like he knew her body. He knew what made her moan and groan. He knew she wanted him to kiss her, touch her breasts, and touch her between her legs. He knew that she needed him inside her.
“You’re not a good little witch, are you?” whispered Marcus as he slipped in and out of her body with hard thrusts of his hips. He’s holding her knees up to her chest as he labored inside her.
Alicia gasps his name as he lowered his mouth to lick at a tight nipple. She cries out as he nips it with his teeth.
“Answer me,” panted Marcus. He dipped his mouth to pay the same attention to her other pouting nipple.
“No,” said Alicia. She panted as he begins to move faster inside her. A knot is building in her stomach and she doesn’t know what he wants her to say but she will say whatever he wanted to hear. She cried out as he shifted up on his knees and in a swift movement pulled her legs over his shoulders. He’s moving very fast now.
“Say it,” demanded Marcus.
“I’m your bad little witch,” said Alicia breathlessly as he pounded in and out of her. A sudden surge of pleasure caught her unaware and she screamed his name. She sank into the waves of pleasure that pounded her as hard as Flint was still pounding inside her pussy. When the pleasure receded, she opened her eyes and watched him pull his now red and distended penis out of her with an audible sucking noise and she watched him come again but this time it was her name on his lips. She felt the hot spurts of come splash against her heaving stomach and all over her breasts.
Alicia licked her lips and could only watch as Flint subsided back onto his knees. He was still holding her legs. She shifted self-consciously when he backed away and draped her legs over his panting body as he sat back on the couch and covered his eyes. Alicia lied there and looked up at the ceiling as her breath evened out and her heart stopped pounding.
“Fuck that was brilliant,” said Marcus. Alicia looked over at him and blushed. His eyes were open and he was looking back at her.
“This was so good,” said Marcus as he slid a possessive hand over her pussy mound and cupped her. Alicia blushed scarlet then squeaked in surprise as Marcus moved to lie on top of her. He took most of his weight up in his arms but their limbs intertwined around one another of their own accord. Alicia sighed as he kissed her softly but intently. She felt sore and sticky but relaxed and very satisfied.
“You’ll never forget me,” said Flint against her mouth.
He was right, she never did.
A Chance Encounter
Alicia watched from underneath her lashes as the Slytherins stormed back to their locker room in the light spring drizzle after their loss to Hufflepuff. She gave her companion a smirk when she saw their seeker, Terrence Higgs, slam his fist against the locker door.
“Poor Higgs,” said Angelina dismissively. “Must be absolutely maddening when you catch the snitch but lose anyway because the Beaters can’t stop getting penalties. If I were Higgs I would give Bole and Derrick a piece of my mind.”
Alicia winced as she heard the dulcet tones of Marcus Flint bleed out of the Slytherin change room. It seemed Flint was taking care of that problem as they spoke.
“Coming love,” asked Angie as she turned to walk towards the castle.
“I have to get my broom from the shed,” said Alicia with a sigh. “I have to replace those front twigs again. I really should get a new broom.”
“Well, don’t be long,” warned Angelina. “That lot isn’t going to come out of their locker room in a good mood after Flint is through with them”
Alicia laughed and went in search of her broom. By the time she found her broom kit and her broom, it was starting to get dark. Luckily, the rain had stopped. She swung her broom over her shoulder and was making her way back to the castle when a voice in the gloom stopped her.
“Who’s there?” asked a grumpy voice.
“It’s a little Gryffindork,” said another familiar raspy voice.
Alicia looked around in confusion.
“It’s one of those maddening witches on their team,” said Flint. “Where’s the rest of your coven, Spinnet?” He stepped out into the fading spring light. He had a bottle wrapped in his hand and his dark eyes were glittering with mischief.
Alicia swallowed in trepidation as she took in the Slytherin captain’s tall physique and rugged face. Then she gave a startled gasp when Higgs came up silently behind her on light feet.
“It’s not Johnson,” said Higgs as he squinted at her. His eyes looked bleary. “And it’s not the gawky one that you want to molest, Marcus. It must be the one with the nice tits.”
Alicia crossed her hands over her chest protectively. Then she took in the rest of Higg’s words.
“Katie is only fourteen, you perv,” said Alicia heatedly. “She’s far too young for you, Flint.”
“Ahhh,” said Flint with an amused smile. “Little witches grow up fast. I can wait.”
“She’s sweet and innocent and she would never….,” protested Alicia. She stopped when she saw Flint’s wolfish grin.
“But I love sweet and innocent, Spinnet,” said Marcus. “And never say never, love.”
“It is the one with the tits,” said Higgs as he moved closer to Alicia.
Alicia blushed as she saw the light in Higg’s bright blue eyes.
“But still a little witch, hmmm,” said Marcus with a grin.
Alicia could almost feel the air change as both Slytherins looked at her like they wanted to eat her. The look in Marcus Flint’s eyes was being to make her feel all hot and cold at the same time. Time to leave.
“I have to go,” said Alicia breathlessly.
“Come back again, little witch,” said Higgs.
Alicia turned and fled towards the castle. She had never participated in a conversation like that before. There were nuances and underlying meanings to their words. Honestly, they were both Slytherins to the core - sly, manipulative and a bit scary. Good thing, at the end of this year, they would be both gone.
The next week, Alicia was on her way to the Library when she was distracted by a strange sound along a deserted corridor. Being a brave Gryffindor, she went to look what it was. What she saw shocked her to her toes. There was Marcus Flint and a seventh year Slytherin witch in the alcove. The witch was on her knees in front of Flint and all Alicia could see was her head bobbing up and down in a rhythm. She watched as Flint caressed the hair of the girl and gave encouraging moans. Curious, Alicia stepped closer so she could see.
Alicia could see him. She smothered a gasp as she looked at her first penis, in fact, her first erect penis. She watched breathlessly as the girl licked her way down Flint’s shaft that was bulging with thick veins. Alicia wondered how the other witch could fit it in her mouth when she engulfed his penis. Alicia licked her dry lips when she saw the other witch caress Flint’s shaft and begin to pump it up and down in time to her sucking. Her eyes flew to Flint’s face when she heard him start to moan the girl’s name.
Alicia’s heart was pounding as she ventured nearer. Both Slytherins were oblivious and wrapped up in what they were doing. Her heart was racing with excitement as she heard the couple get louder. She shivered as she listened to the moans, slurping noises, and groans. She froze when Flint said, “ahhh, fuck it” in a strangled moan. Then she watched him spurt a stream of something white against the girl’s face. But the girl didn’t seem to mind and she was saying his first name with a dreamy smile on her face.
Alicia’s heart was pounding as she melted into the shadows. She watched them get dressed and was surprised as they quite casually talked about a quiz the next afternoon in Transfiguration. Flint dropped a casual kiss on the girl’s cheek before she left and that’s when Alicia made her mistake.
Alicia backed further away and stepped on a loose piece of parchment. The crinkling noise was like a burst of noise in the deserted corridor. Before Alicia could quite believe it, Marcus Flint was beside her with his wand drawn.
“If it isn’t the little Gryffindor again,” said Marcus as he pointed his wand at her. “What are you doing lurking in the corridors? Hmmm? Seeing things a little witch shouldn’t?”
Alicia shook her head numbly. He put down his wand and looked at her with a grin.
“A good little witch would have walked away,” said Marcus in a low voice as he stepped closer.
Alicia could only look at him mesmerized.
“But you aren’t a good little witch, are you,” whispered Marcus hotly in her ear. Alicia shivered.
She tried to squirm away in protest when his hungry mouth claimed her own a moment later but all she could do is moan. She clung to his shoulders as she sank into his forbidden kisses. He smelled musky and masculine.
Later, when she is lying nude on her back, on a couch in the Astronomy Tower, Alicia could only watch him as he shifted in between her spread thighs. She wanted this and he made her want it. Alicia panted as she watched him sink that hard cock deep inside her rendering her virginity gone in a pain filled instant. But he didn’t stop and he drove deep inside her untried body.
Marcus held her hips down so she couldn’t move away and then took her hard and fast. Alicia felt impossibly full but it didn’t hurt anymore. She could feel his body against hers, his hard firm body. She can feel the rough texture of his thighs as they rub against her soft inner thighs. Then a spark of pleasure drifts down her body, then another and another. Alicia clutched at his flexing biceps and moaned. She looked up into his knowing dark eyes. He smiled down at her.
Flint knew her secret like he knew her body. He knew what made her moan and groan. He knew she wanted him to kiss her, touch her breasts, and touch her between her legs. He knew that she needed him inside her.
“You’re not a good little witch, are you?” whispered Marcus as he slipped in and out of her body with hard thrusts of his hips. He’s holding her knees up to her chest as he labored inside her.
Alicia gasps his name as he lowered his mouth to lick at a tight nipple. She cries out as he nips it with his teeth.
“Answer me,” panted Marcus. He dipped his mouth to pay the same attention to her other pouting nipple.
“No,” said Alicia. She panted as he begins to move faster inside her. A knot is building in her stomach and she doesn’t know what he wants her to say but she will say whatever he wanted to hear. She cried out as he shifted up on his knees and in a swift movement pulled her legs over his shoulders. He’s moving very fast now.
“Say it,” demanded Marcus.
“I’m your bad little witch,” said Alicia breathlessly as he pounded in and out of her. A sudden surge of pleasure caught her unaware and she screamed his name. She sank into the waves of pleasure that pounded her as hard as Flint was still pounding inside her pussy. When the pleasure receded, she opened her eyes and watched him pull his now red and distended penis out of her with an audible sucking noise and she watched him come again but this time it was her name on his lips. She felt the hot spurts of come splash against her heaving stomach and all over her breasts.
Alicia licked her lips and could only watch as Flint subsided back onto his knees. He was still holding her legs. She shifted self-consciously when he backed away and draped her legs over his panting body as he sat back on the couch and covered his eyes. Alicia lied there and looked up at the ceiling as her breath evened out and her heart stopped pounding.
“Fuck that was brilliant,” said Marcus. Alicia looked over at him and blushed. His eyes were open and he was looking back at her.
“This was so good,” said Marcus as he slid a possessive hand over her pussy mound and cupped her. Alicia blushed scarlet then squeaked in surprise as Marcus moved to lie on top of her. He took most of his weight up in his arms but their limbs intertwined around one another of their own accord. Alicia sighed as he kissed her softly but intently. She felt sore and sticky but relaxed and very satisfied.
“You’ll never forget me,” said Flint against her mouth.
He was right, she never did.