Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 105 ~ Moving Into the Unknown

Mathias stared at Jasmine, unable to believe what the witch had just said. He remained silent.

Jasmine looked up at him.

"Mathias, I have to distract Voldemort so you and Andreas have a chance to get at him. He'll be interested in me, of course, but he still might not be completely distracted. If he finds out I'm not a virgin, he'll be furious. And you know anger throws a person off his game…" she said.

Mathias continued to stare at the witch. She wanted to do this to help him and Andreas.

"Jasmine, he might kill you," Mathias said, his dark eyes fixed on her face.

"No…not if you move the moment I tell him," she said, "I think you'll be fast enough."

She had faith in him. That he would save her. And he would if it were in his power.

"So you want me to be the one to deflower you, Jasmine?" Mathias asked her.

She nodded, not looking at him for a moment, then looked up at the wizard.

"Do you know how to?" she asked him in a tremulous voice.

Mathias could tell the normally unflappable witch was scared. He was a little scared too, to be honest.

He nodded.

"Yes, Jasmine. I know how to deflower a witch. My father told me," he replied, "I think I know how to make it nice too."

Jasmine looked at Mathias. She hadn't thought about it as being nice.

"But it hurts at first," Mathias told her. "'I have to get through your hymen. It's supposed to be painful, but get better afterwards."

Jasmine already knew this, but it was daunting to know that Mathias would have to hurt her. Still, she had to do this. So she nodded, and stood up.

"So you'll do it, Mathias?" she asked him, her eyes focused on his face.

"Yes," the wizard said, standing up.

Jasmine met his eyes once more, then dropped to her sash, which was knotted. She tried to untie it, but her hands were shaking. Mathias saw this, and placed his hands over hers.

"Don't be scared, Jasmine," he said, "I'll do my best to make it easy for you. Here, let me untie that for you."

Mathias gently moved Jasmine's hands away from the sash and untied it. He didn't part her robes however. He stepped back.

Looking toward the corner of the room, a trick she had learned when nervous and facing an audience, Jasmine opened her robes. Mathias let out a hiss…he couldn't help himself. Jasmine was wearing a sheer green nightie. He could see her body through it. The witch was slender, but curvaceous. He could see her breasts and the triangle of her pubic hair, because she wore no knickers.

The wizard immediately hardened.

"Gods, Jasmine. You're so beautiful," Mathias said in awe.

Jasmine gave him a little smile for his reassurance and began to slip out of her robe. Mathias suddenly walked behind her and caught the robes at her shoulders, and slipped it off of her. He caught a whiff of roses.

"This isn't going like my father said it would," he said to her softly as he walked over to the chair and put Jasmine's robe on it. He turned to look at her. Gods.

"What do you mean?" she asked him.

"Well, first I'm supposed to…hold on," he said pulling his wand out of his pocket. He pressed the tip of it to Jasmine's lower belly. The witch gasped as he murmured the contraceptive spell.

"What was that?" she asked him.

"A contraceptive spell so you don't get pregnant," he replied, putting his wand on the chair now.

Jasmine's eyes widened. She was so caught up in what she was going to do with the wizard, she hadn't thought to protect herself. Thank the gods Mathias did.

"Oh," was all she said.

Mathias' black eyes washed over her again. She had very long legs. He wondered if she would wrap them around him.

"What isn't going the way it's supposed to?" Jasmine asked him.

"Well, I am supposed to arouse you before you take off some of your clothes," he said looking at her. "But you took off your clothes first. I don't know if I should deflower you or go back to the arousing part."

"How were you going to arouse me?" Jasmine asked him curiously. Mathias talking to her this way was making her feel less nervous, though she still was.

"Well I was supposed to kiss you until you responded to me, and caress you until you…" he faltered. He didn't want to say what she was supposed to do. "Then I was supposed to take off some of your clothes."

"Well, that sounds kind of nice. We could do that," Jasmine said, remembering when Mathias kissed her months ago.

"Ok," Mathias said, "But since you are only in your nightie…maybe I should take off my robes too, so we'll kind of be even. Both have only one thing to take off."

Jasmine nodded.

"That sounds fair," she said.

Mathias started to unfasten his robes. He got to his lower half and felt the tent in his boxers. Jasmine was going to see it and know he was randy for her. His hands faltered.

"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked him, stepping a little closer.

"I'm…my…you see…well I'm hard," he admitted.

Jasmine raised her eyebrows.

"Oh," she said. "But aren't you supposed to be hard?"

"Yes…it's just that no one has ever seen me hard before…except Andreas. I feel kind of strange letting you see me like this," the wizard admitted.

"This whole thing is strange, Mathias. But I'm going to have to see it sometime," Jasmine said.

The witch moved his hands aside and finished unfastening his robes for him. Knowing Mathias was nervous too made her feel much better about what they were going to do.

She drew his robes open and saw the huge tent. She went a little pale.

"That's pretty big, Mathias," she said, nervous again.

"Yes. I'm kind of large, Jasmine. But my father says a witch's body can accommodate a wizard, no matter his size. I'll fit you," the wizard said.

"Looks like it will be a tight fit," the witch responded, her eyes shifting to his.

When Jasmine said that, Mathias' cock bounced noticeably.

Jasmine started.

"What was that?" she asked him, her eyes wide and focused on his loins.

Mathias reddened.

"I kind of throbbed when you said I'd be a tight fit. It…it…well, I want to be that. It was a physical reaction, Jasmine. I couldn't help it," the wizard said.

Jasmine looked at him a moment.

"You want to deflower me, Mathias? Not just because I asked you to?" she asked the wizard slowly.

"Yes. Very much Jasmine. You're beautiful…and I think you will be even more beautiful when we do this," the wizard admitted. "I'm honored you're going to let me be your first. It's special. You're special."

"You mean that, Mathias? You're not just saying that, are you?" Jasmine asked him, her heart starting to pound, but for a reason other than nervousness.

Mathias scowled at her.

"You know I don't say anything I don't mean, Jasmine," he said tightly. "Well, not to you or Andreas anyway."

Jasmine's eyes moved over the wizard. Then she walked behind Mathias and pulled his robes from his shoulders, and he pulled his arms of out his sleeves, watching the witch as she walked over to the chair and laid his robes on it. He could see her ass through the sheer nightie, and felt a pulse again, as well as a bit of anxiety as the witch turned back to him.

She looked at the snake on his chest.

"That snake is so sexy, Mathias," she said to him. This was the second time the witch had told Mathias this. His eyes glinted at her.

"Is it sexy to you?" he asked her. Last time she said no, she didn't think that way of him.

"Yes," the witch replied softly.

Mathias felt his belly tighten again.

Jasmine studied the wizard. Mathias was so handsome in a dark way. His eyes were amazing. The witch felt a pulse in her lower body at the thought that soon he would be inside her. She had no idea what it would be like, but the thought of it made her feel hot all over.

"I think we should kiss now," Jasmine said.

Anxious as he was, Mathias moved into Jasmine and wrapped his arms around her waist gently and pulled her against him, pressing his lips against hers. He mentally told himself not to pull her too tightly, but was having a hard time of it because he could feel the heat of her body through the sheer nightie, and the curve of her breasts resting lightly and softly against his chest.

Jasmine felt the hardness of the wizard's body, her hands moving to his back. She could feel Mathias' musculature beneath her palms. He smelled clean, like soap. Then he pressed into her and for the first time she felt the young wizard's cock against her belly. It felt long and hot. She began to tremble in his arms again.

Mathias looked into her eyes.

"You're trembling," he said to her softly.

"Yes," Jasmine said, blinking at him rapidly.

"Don't be scared, Jasmine. Trust me," he said, kissing her gently on her mouth.

Once again Jasmine responded to his kiss, moving her mouth against his. His mouth was so soft…so heady.

Mathias felt as if he were floating as he kissed Jasmine, and felt her kissing him back. The scent of roses washed over him and her hair fell against his shoulder. It felt so soft, he couldn't help bringing one hand up and burying it in her blonde locks, caressing it.

Their kisses were tentative at first. They would part for a second, then start again, Jasmine feeling a warmth wash over her body, her skin starting to tingle. She pressed closer to the wizard, instinctively moving against his body. Mathias began to caress her carefully, running his pale hands down her sides like his father told him. Her skin was so soft and warm, and her waist flowed to her hips.

Jasmine sighed against his mouth as he moved his hands over her body, then she started moving her hands over his. Gods, they felt good as the witch explored him. Mathias tentatively moved to Jasmine's neck, kissing it gently. She let her head drop back and gave him access. He could feel the pulse of her blood beneath her skin, and she tasted so good, he sucked on her throat, rewarded with another sigh, Jasmine pressing against him more insistently now, rubbing against his cock. It felt so good that Mathias let out a low growl, surprising himself.

Hesitatingly, Mathias let his hands swept around the curves of the witch's breasts, and Jasmine gasped, but didn't pull away.

"Mathias, you…you feel so…so…good. My whole body is tingling," the witch said as the wizard's hands moved over her more confidently.

"Mine too," he murmured against her skin. He was touching every part of Jasmine now, and she didn't pull back from him…well, almost every part. He wanted to kiss her deeper, and ran the tip of his tongue over her lips. Jasmine shuddered, and Mathias gently pushed his tongue between her lips, touching her teeth. He pulled back from her a moment.

"Open your mouth, Jasmine," he said, pulling her tighter against him and beginning to rub his cock against her harder. Jasmine let out a moan that shot straight to the wizard's loins as she opened her mouth and let him in.

Gods, her mouth was sweet, wet and warm. She tasted good too, and Mathias explored her mouth hungrily…and Jasmine…all feeling now, explored his as well.

Neither witch nor wizard could say when they ended up in Mathias' bed, but they found themselves there, kissing wildly now, Mathias on top of the witch and nestled between her legs, rubbing against her clit unmercifully, Jasmine gasping into his mouth. Experimentally, Mathias slid his hand between their bodies and touched the witch's pussy lightly. Jasmine buckled up, her eyes flying open as she felt him touch her most intimate part.

"Mathias, what are you doing," she gasped, pulling away from his mouth

"There is a button between your legs that will make you meltdown," he said to her, slipping a finger between the witch's labia and locating her clit. He slid his finger back and forth over it. Gods it was wet down there, and he could smell her heat. It didn't smell bad at all. Musky.

Jasmine let out a little shriek and rolled against his hand uncontrollably.

"Oh my gods, Mathias," the witch gasped, throwing her head from side to side.

Mathias watched her. She was melting down for him.

"Does it feel good?" he asked her.

"It's…it's too good. Please stop, Mathias…I don't think I can take much more of it," the witch responded.

But Mathias didn't stop. Jasmine was bucking beneath him wildly, and he wanted to see what would happen.

"Not yet, Jasmine," he whispered, falling to her mouth again and swallowing down her cries as he continued fingering the witch, her body rolling beneath him.

Suddenly Jasmine stiffened and let out a loud cry, her body shuddering. Mathias felt his hand become very wet and was alarmed to see the witch's eyes roll up into her head. He pulled his hand away and wiped it on the sheets.

"Jasmine, are you all right?" he asked her…beginning to panic as the witch continued to shudder. What had he done wrong? His heart pounding, Mathias rolled off Jasmine and sat up in the bed, pulling her against him so her back rested against his chest.

Severus had told him about witches orgasming, but he hadn't told him exactly what the signs were. Mathias thought the witch was seizuring or something.

"I'm sorry," he said, caressing her hair and trying to comfort the witch. If it wasn't for the intimate situation they were in, he might have gone for help. "I'm so sorry, Jasmine."

Jasmine was coming down from her first orgasm. Gods, she had never felt anything so good. It was as if her insides had just melted, pouring out of her. She leaned her head back against Mathias, perspiration coating her face.

"That was incredible," she panted.

Mathias looked puzzled.

"What was incredible?" he asked the witch, greatly relieved she was talking to him. She seemed to be all right in spite of what happened to her.

"Whatever you did to me. It was like I exploded inside," she gasped.

Suddenly Mathias understood.

"You had an orgasm. A female ejaculation," he explained. "It's proof I know what I'm doing."

Jasmine didn't doubt he did now.

She pulled away from Mathias and lay down on her back, looking up at the wizard.

"Show me what else you can do," she said, her eyes soft.

Mathias arched his eyebrows at her words, then felt the strongest throb in his boxers yet.

"The only other thing I know is how to deflower you," he responded.

"Then deflower me," she replied, pulling him down.

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A/N: I couldn't sleep so started writing. Wow. This is a difficult scene to write. I hope I am adequately showing the innocence and wonder as well as the desire between the two teens. Please review.