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Son of Lust (Harry Potter)
🕑 Added 2022-09-23 14:52:10 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Threesome, Loving Sex, Demon Sex, Roleplay
Summary: When the Killing Curse struck Lily, it sent her soul back to Hell, where the Queen of Lust was home. Now, years later, in Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts, strange things are happening to the Boy-Who-Lived. Food no longer nourishes him like it used to, leaving his mouth parched and soul hungry. Thankfully, Lavelia, also known as Lavender Brown, is there to help guide him. Of course, Hermione is happy to help by being his first true meal.
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Sitting behind his desk, ‘Professor’ Harry Potter looks up as the door opens and admits two beautiful young women. Lavender Brown and Hermione Granger step into the room, Lavender with a shark-like grin on her face and Hermione with a bright blush and an averted gaze.
“I brought her for you, Professor. Just like I said I would.”
Harry smiles softly at that, nodding to Lavender even though he only has eyes for Hermione.
“Good work, Ms. Brown. You will be rewarded. Ms. Granger? Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
Flinching, Hermione wiggles and squirms for a moment before nodding.
“I-I’m sorry for spying on you P-Professor… sorry for watching you and L-Lavender.”
SMACK!
“Eep!”
Lavender’s palm impacts Hermione’s rump with enough force that the sound travels across the room. As she turns the spanking into a grope, the blonde’s grin only grows larger.
“Only sorry she got caught, Professor. This one is eager to join us, sir. Eager to… partake.”
Hermione blushes, stutters, and stammers as she’s casually molested by her fellow Gryffindor. Harry, meanwhile, hums and tilts his head to the side consideringly.
“Is that true, Ms. Granger?”
“… Y-Yes sir. If it p-pleases you sir.”
Smiling, Harry rises from his desk and circles it, leaning back against its front as he crosses his arms over his chest.
“It does. It pleases me greatly. You may approach.”
Still casually groping her ass, Lavender marches Hermione forward, and both girls drop to their knees in front of him at the same time. The illusion is slightly broken when Hermione looks at him with such lust for a moment that the nervous schoolgirl act she’s playing up is completely banished. At the same time, Lavender’s spade tail is swinging back and forth in the air behind the two of them, poking out from under their skirt.
Still, Harry watches on as the two extract his cock from its confines. He watches as Hermione gasps at its… inhuman appearance. His member hasn’t looked like a normal guy’s cock for a while now. Instead, its purple and long and ridged, with a sharp-looking tip to it. Only sharp-looking mind you… it wouldn’t hurt anyone.
He technically could have added barbs or spikes and made it as painful as it was pleasurable… but he just wasn’t that kind of demon.
Yes, Harry was a demon. It was as much news to him as anyone else, to be fair. For the majority of his life, and indeed for the first several years of Hogwarts, Harry had been confident he was fully human. A wizard too, he’d thought, but still human.
As it turned out, that was not the case. He was no more human than Lavender Brown. Sure, technically his father was human… but the demon blood ALWAYS rang true. His mother was a Queen of Hell, specifically an Aspect of Lust, one of the Seven Cardinal Sins. When the Dark Lord Voldemort had struck Lily Evans Potter with the Killing Curse, he had sent her straight back to her Domain.
In doing so, he had cut off her influence to the mortal realm, and her ability to return to Harry all these years. It had apparently taken a serious cost to have her reincarnate as a human baby and become Lily Evans in the first place, and while she could have done so again, not only would it have left her younger than Harry rather than in the position of his mother, but it also would have left her Domain unattended for far too long. One mortal lifespan was enough, even if it had been cut short.
That did not mean Harry’s mother did not love him dearly, however. As he’d discovered this year, she had sent a lesser succubus named Lavelia to watch over him as he began his years at Hogwarts. Not to coddle him, or baby him… but to wait and see for the moment when he began to exude his demonic attributes.
Lavelia’s mortal name, of course, was Lavender Brown. And this year, when Harry had begun to notice the changes, when everything had become very difficult very fast, she had been the one to stop him from going off the deep end. She had been the one to save him from himself.
Food had stopped nourishing him like it used to. Drink had left him more parched than ever, and his soul hungry. His body reacted in strange ways, sometimes subconsciously changing to suit the desires of the horny young women all around him. At the same time, he knew what would get girls off, physically and mentally, just by looking into their eyes.
Lavender, aka Lavelia, had been able to… take the edge off, so to speak. Her assistance had stopped Harry from going on a rampage. But he needed a mortal woman to feed upon if he was going to ever be truly satiated. That… that was where Hermione Granger came in.
As “Lavender” guides Hermione up and down his cock, the brunette witch looks up into his eyes lovingly and loyally, sucking him off even as she gets off in a massive way to being his… teacher’s pet.
This, all of this, was for her. But also for him. They were in a room Lavelia had scouted out called the Room of Requirement, and it allowed them to… hm, have some fun with Harry’s first true meal. Looking into Hermione’s eyes, he had known for a while now what it was she truly desired. Him, first of all, and that had taken Harry some time to wrap his head around.
But also… she was a total teacher’s pet. As in, most of Hermione’s deepest, darkest fantasies centered around having a sexual relationship with an authority figure, a mentor, someone who was supposed to have power over her… someone who might abuse that power over her.
They were just roleplaying… but also, there was no denying the situation they found themselves in. Hermione was the first mortal woman Harry had told about his true parentage. She was the only one, actually. Right now, everyone who knew he was the son of a Queen of Hell was in this room. As Hermione sucks on his demonic cock, Harry groans, enjoying the way it feels like she’s trying to suck the soul out of his body.
Hermione then moans, the reverberations pulsing up his dick, and he notices that Lavelia’s spade tail has stopped wagging and disappeared altogether… up under Hermione’s skirt. As the succubus tail fucks Hermione, the brunette bookworm sucks his cock all the more enthusiastically. It was always the quiet ones it seemed, and being toyed with, being treated like this… it was everything Hermione had ever wanted. Well, this and him of course.
He could feel her lust and elation through his new demonic senses. This right here… was sending Hermione over the moon with both happiness and pleasure. She was beside herself, and it was only going to get better from here, she was sure of that.
Well, demon though he may be, he refused to disappoint one of his first friends in this world. Placing his hand atop Hermione’s head, Harry falls back into the role he knows she likes best for him.
“That’s… well done, Ms. Granger. Your technique could use some refining, but your enthusiasm is second to none.”
Lavelia can’t help pouting at that, even as Hermione gurgles happily on his ridged member.
“Even me, sir?”
Looking over at the succubus, Harry just scoffs.
“You’ve become complacent, Ms. Brown. Lazy, even. I do believe that Hermione here might replace you as my pet if you’re not careful.”
That’s exactly what Hermione wants to hear, and from the twinkle in Lavelia’s eyes, she knows it too. The two demons are playing the brunette bookworm like a fiddle right now, and with a put upon sigh, the succubus just shrugs.
“She’ll never be as good of a fuck as I am, Professor.”
That’s Harry’s cue. Gently but firmly, he pulls Hermione off of his cock with a loud pop and a gasp from the young woman. Looking down into her eyes, he raises a brow.
“What do you say, Ms. Granger? Care to put Ms. Brown’s words to the test?”
A look of pure determination spreads across Hermione’s face. It’s absolutely adorable, but also incredibly arousing, the way she looks all resolved and flushed at the same time.
“Y-Yes. Fuck me, Professor. I’ll be your sexy little witch slut. I’ll be the best teacher’s pet you’ve ever s-seen! I can take it! Whatever you want to throw at me, I can take it!”
She’s panting noisily, her chest heaving by the end of it. Harry just smiles and nods in approval… Lavelia, on the other hand, hams it up a bit.
“Yeah? Prove it!”
RIIIIIIIP~
Reaching down and around, the blonde grabs the front of Hermione’s top and tears it open, shredding the fabric with some demonic strength. The brunette squeaks, but even as she moves to cover herself up, Lavelia is going to town, shredding every inch of clothing on Hermione’s body, save for her socks and shoes.
Indeed, that’s ALL the succubus leaves her with. In moments, Hermione is kneeling there, naked as can be, even her cotton panties and bra torn to shreds by Lavelia’s strength. Then, she’s standing up, the blonde forcing Hermione up to her feet. Harry watches on in amusement, stepping to the side as the succubus pushes Hermione forward and bends her over the desk, giving her bottom a smack for good measure while she’s at it.
S-SMACK!
“Eek!”
Hermione looks back at him pleadingly, begging him to intervene… but Harry’s senses tell him that she doesn’t actually want him to, deep down inside. She’s enjoying being manhandled, enjoying being humiliated in front of her ‘Professor’. She’s enjoying everything “Lavender” is currently doing to her.
Slapping her hand up against Hermione’s undercarriage, Lavelia hooks her middle fingers into the brunette’s pussy and lifts, forcing Hermione’s back to arch and her ass into the air as she’s left standing on her tiptoes by the experience.
“Well, Professor? Have at her.”
She pulls her fingers out a moment later, but Hermione maintains the position, up on her toes and offering her virgin pussy to Harry’s cock, her ass as high into the air as the brunette can possibly get it. Stepping up behind her, Harry grunts as he lines up with her sex, his demonic member throbbing with need and anticipation. Indeed, his entire body is thrumming with anticipation in that moment… and then he thrusts in.
It's like… it’s like going from fast food to a five star restaurant. Lavelia is fun, don’t get him wrong. And she was quite enjoyable as well. But she wasn’t a proper, healthy, well-rounded meal. Demons could never truly be proper meals for each other, especially not lust demons. A lust demon only got the ‘nutrients’ it needed by feeding on mortals.
And a virgin witch like Hermione… it was like she’d been sacrificed on an altar to him specifically, as though all of their roleplay up to this point was a convoluted ritual resulting in her virginity being his. As Harry claims it, as he claims HER for the first time… it’s the most delicious sensation he’s ever experience.
With a lustful growl, he begins to fuck Hermione into her desk, relishing every squeak and shriek and squeal that erupts from the cute young bookworm’s lips as he plows her hard and fast. In no time at all, she’s cumming for him… his cock is perfectly designed for her, after all. He doesn’t just know what makes her tick mentally, he knows her PHYSICALLY as well. His demonic, ridged member digs into Hermione’s cunt walls in ALL the right places, sending her over the edge repeatedly as he fucks her at exactly the right pace.
The right pace for her… and for himself. He can sense it. If he goes too far, if he really lets loose, he might hurt Hermione. He might take more from her than she can give. But Harry refuses to do that. Lavelia had warned him ahead of time that it would be hard to control. That he would be tempted, as all demons were, to treat even the mortals he was closest to as disposable playthings.
But maybe its his father’s side… Harry doesn’t have that problem. For all that he is a Demon of Lust, he controls himself completely and utterly, fucking Hermione just as much as she can possibly withstand. He plows her senseless of course, leaving her completely and utterly fucked silly with an expression of stupid satisfaction painted across her face.
By the time he cums inside of her, by the time he’s finished with her, Hermione is draped over the desk, not even capable of thought, just… existing as she breathes in and out slowly. Her recovery will take some time, and while she’s regaining herself… well, Harry has more lust to bleed off.
Luckily for him, that’s where Lavelia comes in. As soon as he pulls out of Hermione and turns to the side, the blonde succubus is there, her tail wrapping around his balls and sensually massaging them, and her tits wrapping around his cock. She uses her fat chest as a cum rag, cleaning him off while grinning up at him gleefully.
“You did wonderfully, my Lord. Your mother will be quite proud when I give her my next report.”
Harry flushes a little bit at that, still coming to terms with Lily’s survival, let alone his own mother being ‘proud’ to hear about her son’s sexual conquests. And yet, at the same time there’s a feeling of pride and glee that wells up in his own chest at the thought. He truly is a Lust Demon, he supposes. More than that, from everything Lavelia has told him… he is his mother’s son.
Reaching down, he gathers the blonde succubus’ hair up into a makeshift ponytail and guides her mouth to his cock. She willingly opens wide and sucks him right in, practically inhaling him on the spot. As he guides her up and down his shaft, Lavelia’s breasts fall away, and she moans along his member, sucking and slurping it quite eagerly while also fingering herself enthusiastically.
This might not be how he expected this year to go, not by a long shot… but he didn’t mind it, Harry decided. No… he didn’t mind it one bit.
Comments
Lord of Debauchery
Love to see more of this
Cmndprmpt
It would be really cool to see if you could add this to the professor Potter story you've got. I think it ads such an interesting element.
Fiduciam
Quite nice. Would love to see more of that.
