The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth:

I have no idea where this chapter came from. It just had a life of it’s own.

Disclaimer: I do not own them and I solemnly promise to leave no permanent marks on them.

Chapter 20: Girl Talk

Gryffindor Tower: 6:30 p.m.:

Katie was looking in her armoire for something to wear that evening when Angelina came slamming in the door. She threw her Hogsmeade purchases on her bed and gave a little scream of frustration.

“What’s wrong Angie,” asked Katie as she edged closer to her.

“Ally, is what’s wrong,” snarled Angelina. “And you for that matter!”

“What?” asked Katie with surprise. She snapped her head to the door when Alicia rushing in.

“Angie,” said Alicia. “Don’t be mad.”

“I found Ally and that Slytherin shagging in a storeroom at the Hog Head Pub,” said Angie with her cheeks red. “You should have heard that guy. It was like he was asking me if I wanted more tea when asked me if I wanted to join in. Those cheeky Slytherin rich boys!”

“I’m sorry,” said Alicia. “But I thought you were at The Three Broomsticks.”

“I came back because I was worried about you,” said Angelina. “I blame you for this Katie. If you weren’t shagging Flint, then the rest of those Slytherins wouldn’t be so forward about enticing other Gryffindors.”

“I don’t see what Ally and Pucey shagging has to do with me and Marcus,” said Katie with a frown.

“She wasn’t shagging Pucey,” said Angelina with outrage in her voice. “She was fucking Higgs at the time.”

Katie looked at Alicia and giggled. Alicia gave Katie a philosophical shrug.

“It’s not funny,” snapped Angie.

Katie reached under her bed and pulled out a bottle of contraband wine. She transfigured three glasses as she tried to calm Angelina down. “Angie, you know how hard it is to find a boyfriend in Gryffindor for a girl on the House Quidditch team. You almost always have to look outside your house,” said Katie soothingly as she handed each girl a glass of Tiddlewaddle’s strawberry white zinfandel. “And you know I can’t see any of us going out with someone who does not love Quidditch. It’s perfectly natural.”

“I know,” said Angelina as she took a healthy slug of wine. “It’s just that I thought it would turn out differently -me with Fred, Ally with George and you with Ollie. It would have been so perfect.”

“Why can’t I have Harry,” said Alicia with a grin as she refilled the glasses. “Hmmm, I love strawberry white zinfandel.”

“He’s too young,” said Katie with a grin, “but those pretty eyes.”

“I know,” said Alicia with a grin.

“You two,” said Angelina with a reluctant grin.

“Lighten up Angie,” said Katie. “Besides I wouldn’t trade Marcus for anyone. Not even for Victor Krum or Aiden Lynch.”

“Not even Lynch,” said Alicia incredulously. “Flint must be fantastic in bed!”

Katie wiggled her eyebrows and giggled.

“Tell me,” said Alicia leaning closer.

“Tell me how you ended up with Higgs rather than Pucey,” rejoined Katie, “unless you had them together in threesome already.” Katie said this last statement as a joke. Her eyes widened with shock when she saw Alicia turn a bright shade of red. “Alicia,” breathed Katie. “You didn’t!”

“It was just the once,” blurted Alicia, “that night when I saw you in the dungeons. They made it so hard to say no. I mean those hard bodies and their tongues and those hands.”

“Alicia,” said Angelina. She blushed as wicked images appeared in her head.

“Besides,” blurted an embarrassed Alicia as Katie filled their glasses again. “You and all your moaning that night, or shall I say screaming. Tell me what he did to make you scream like that.”

“He kissed me,’ said Katie with her cheeks burning.

“Yes,’ said Alicia with a raised brow. “Adrian told me where Flint was kissing you.”

“Merlin,” groaned Katie.

“Then he showed me,” said Alicia wickedly. “Thank you for that experience by the way. Adrian said Flint loves to do that, you lucky girl.”

“I’m going to see that Marcus smothers Adrian in his sleep later,” said Katie with sigh.

“He makes you scream?” said Angelina.

“All the time,” said Katie. She was starting to get a little light headed from the wine. “I knew sex felt good but Marcus showed me how utterly brilliant it can be. I was thinking of writing thank-you notes to some of his previous lovers.”

“Really,” giggled a slightly pissed Angelina.

“Especially the one who taught him to use his tongue like that,” said Katie with a wicked grin. The girls dissolved into a torrent of giggles.

“You know what I like best about Terry,” said Alicia dreamily. “It’s his little choir boy face. He looks so innocent and is really so wicked. He’s a great shag.”

“I like Fred’s hands,” said Angelina dreamily. “They are so big and callused.”

“I like Marcus’s stomach,” said Katie with a shiver. “It’s so hard and has nice ripples.”

“Ripples,” said Angelina with a raised brow and grin.

“He has such a hot body,” said Katie with a smug smile. “And he’s so inventive.”

“Merlin,” said Alicia. “What has he done to sweet Katie?”

“Says a girl who had a Slytherin sandwich two weeks ago,” said Katie with a grin. Alicia threw her pillow at Katie.

“You know Angelina,” said Katie with a grin. “Pucey has plans for your hot body.”

“I would never-,” began Angie.

“He knows that,” said Katie. “I think that is what turns him on so much.”

“Is that why you went out Flint,’ asked Angie curiously, “that whole naughty forbidden thing.”

“It was in the beginning,” said Katie, “but not now.”

“How did you start your thing with Flint?” asked Alicia.

“I met up with him in October,” said Katie with a blush. “I thought we had practice and I ran into him on the pitch. He had firewhiskey and he offered me a drink. In order not be a coward, I took it and then one thing lead to another.”

“What thing?” asked Angelina.

“He kissed me,” said Katie with a blush. “Then we ummm… had sex in the Slytherin broom shed.”

“Katie,” said a shocked and amused Angie, “you easy girl!”

“I don’t know what came over me,” said Katie. “Then I went back to his room and had the hottest sex of my life. I have not looked back. Oh Merlin, I forgot about what happened today,” groaned Katie. “Oliver is such a prat.”

“What happened?” asked Alicia as she emptied the rest of the wine into their goblets.

“Ollie caught me and Marcus playing a game,” said Katie with a blush.

“Were you naked?” said Angie.

“Yes,” groaned Katie. “And there was no mistaking what we had just finished doing.”

“What was he doing in the dungeons?” asked Alicia.

“We were in a hallway,” said Katie. “I know, I know, I’m pervy okay?”

“You are both pervy,” said Angelina with a giggle.

“Do you love him?” asked Alicia seriously, “because when you talk about him, your face gets all radiant.”

“Yes,” said Katie dreamily. “And you can’t tell anyone but he told me he loves me too. He didn’t get all romantic or anything. He actually said it in a typical Slytherin way but I know he meant it. I would be suspicious if Marcus got mushy.”

“Are you going to that party the Ravenclaws are having?” asked Alicia.

“No, I’m meeting Marcus,” said Katie.

“Yes,” said Angie. “Are you?”

“Yes,” said Alicia. “We had better get ready. It starts at 7:30 and it’s nearly that time.”

“I have to choose something to wear,” said Katie as she started to fling lingerie onto her bed.

“Where did you get all that lingerie?” asked Alicia.

“Marcus gave most of it to me,” said Katie. “I’ve bought a few items though. Marcus says they are not presents to me but presents to himself.”

“Is that all you are going to wear?” asked Angie.

“Yes,” said Katie. “I’ll be back tomorrow sometimes.”

Katie watched as the girls got ready and waved them off with a grin. Marcus was expecting her.

The Ravenclaw Party:

The noise and laughter was at a high pitch as Alicia and Angelina made their way through the crowd. Alicia left to get them drinks and Angie tried to make her way towards the red hair she saw against the far wall. It had to be Fred or George. Angie ran into a broad back and mumbled her apologies. She blushed when she saw who it was.

“Feel free to grab me anytime you want, Johnson,” said Adrian Pucey flirtatiously. He raised an eyebrow when he saw Johnson flush uncharacteristically. He used the crammed space to brush his hand deliberately against her body. When a slap or hex wasn’t forthcoming, he gave a silent cheer and leaned closer.

“I-I I’m sorry,” stuttered Angelina. Her body temperature was rising.

“I’m not,” said Adrian with a predatory gleam in his eye. A stab of desire went through him as he gazed into her flushed and aware face.

“I have to go,’ said Angie quickly.

“Come back anytime, Angelina,” purred Adrian. He watched her practically run away from him. But she looked back. Adrian smiled and wondered whom he had to thank for this lucky turn of events. He was going to keep an eye on her.

Later Angelina kept drinking as she tried to erase the memory of Pucey’s knowing eyes. Finally frustrated that she could not get the memory erased, she grabbed Fred as he walked by.

“Come here,” said Angelina almost desperately as she dragged Fred out the door and down a dark hallway filled with snogging teenagers. She pushed Fred into a dark alcove.

“Angie,’ protested Fred. “I-“

Angie cut him off as she covered his mouth with her own. She pushed her tongue into his mouth when he opened it trying to protest.

“Merlin,” gasped Fred. “Angelina what’s gotten –Ohhh,”

Angelina ran her hand over the front of Fred’s trousers with a grin. She outlined the shape of his stiffening erection with strong knowing fingers.

“Angelina,” groaned out Fred with a look of surprise and passion. Angelina unbuttoned his trousers and slipped her hand over his hard, hot penis in soft deliberate strokes.

“Merlin,” said Fred.

“Fred,” whispered Angelina with heavy eyes as she rubbed the drop of moisture that appeared over the head of his penis.

Fred jerked then said in a shaky voice, “Angelina, it’s me, George.”

“George,” said Angelina as she froze with shock. If she had been more sober, she would have realized that sooner. Angie made to withdraw her hand from George’s pants when he stopped her.

“I won’t tell Fred,” whispered George as he placed her hand back on his hot erection. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a hot kiss.

“You tell Fred everything,” said Angie a little desperately as she ran her hand up and down his penis. His hand was coaxing her hand to do that.

“This will be our secret,” coaxed George. “You got me so hard.” He kissed her again slowly and deeply.

Angie ran her hand up and down George’s penis with steady and increasingly faster strokes until he came with a muffled cry against her hair. Angie jumped when George’s hand pulled her closer to his body by grabbing her backside.

Angie wiped her hand against her skirt and said,” Our secret, George?”

“Yes,” agreed George breathlessly.

“Okay then,” said an embarrassed Angelina. “I have to go.” She then turned and fled down the hallway and veered off heading towards Gryffindor Tower. Merlin, she had never been so embarrassed in her life. She had just wanked off her boyfriend’s twin brother. She wasn’t watching where she was going when she ran into Adrian Pucey.

“I’m cursed,” thought Angelina, as she blushed hard at the smile in his damn eyes.

“Nice to see you again Angelina,” said Adrian. He stretched out her name with a seductive smile. He steadied her by putting his hands on her shoulders.

“Is it true,” asked Angie. She cursed her loose tongue. Damn that white zinfandel.

“Depends,” said Adrian.

“Is it true, you want to shag me?” asked Angie seriously. She could feel his hand curl around her shoulder then one hand went down her arm lightly. She shivered.

“Oh yes,” said Adrian just as seriously.

“Why?” asked Angie suspiciously. She watched mesmerized as he moved closer and closer. “Shagging half the school not enough for you?”

“Angelina,” said Adrian with a smile. “Have you never done something because you knew it was bad for you once in your life?”

“Are you bad for me?” asked Angelina with a shiver.

“Oh yes,” said Adrian. “You see I’m not Mr. Right or Prince Charming come to sweep you off your feet. I’m Mr. Right now. I’ll give you a shag to remember your entire life. But you always do the right thing don’t you love?”

“Not always,” said Angie as she thought about George and the dark alcove.

Adrian could see his prey weakening. He moved in for the kill. He framed her face with his hands and kissed her. It wasn’t a gentle one, it was a tongue thrusting hot and carnal kiss.

“You will tell Flint or Higgs,” said Angie with a soft sigh when he lifted his face and stepped away from her.

“I’ll tell no one,” said Adrian seriously. “Now Angelina come with me to this nice deserted classroom and let’s you and I have a really hot fuck.” He held out his hand.

Angelina could feel her thighs quiver when he said those words. With her face flushed, she reached out and took his hand.

Minutes later, she was on top of a desk with her thighs spread and pants on the ground. In the weak light provided by his wand, she could see his face buried in between her thighs and she could feel his tongue sucking on her clitoris. Angie threw back her head and moaned.

The first time Adrian took her, he made her guide his hot erection into her. They were both nude by this time. He was standing up and she shrieked as he drove himself hard and fast into her clenching pussy. He wasn’t sweet or gentle but Angelina didn’t want that. When she wrapped her legs around his thrusting hips, Adrian thought he had died and gone to heaven. He was inside a hot and very willing Angelina Johnson. The first time, they came within minutes hard and very loud.

A half-hour later, Adrian looked down and watched avidly as Angie gave him a slow, thorough blowjob. He watched her lips coax him to another erection with hooded eyes. He moaned as she carefully and thoroughly licked every inch of his shaft until he was rock hard. He caressed the back of her bobbing head and savored the sensations flowing through him.

“Bend over the desk,” said Adrian tightly. He watched her bend over the desk and spread her legs for him with a smile. He teased her by running his stiff and wet penis against her folds in sweeping strokes.

“Adrian,” moaned Angie as he reached his other hand around her body to knead at her breasts and pinch her nipples.

“You want this,” teased Adrian as he lightly stroked her with his penis.

“Yes,” said Angelina with a soft moan.

Adrian groaned as he watched his erection sink into her clenching softness. He grasped her hips and began a steady rhythm as he told her how good she felt. When he felt her begin to tighten on him, he slowed down. After what seemed hours of torture, Angie begged him to go faster.

“What will you give me,” asked Adrian tightly.

“What do you want,” said an aroused Angelina as she bit her lip.

“Has Weasley ever come in your mouth?” asked Adrian as he increased the pressure and speed of his thrusts.

“No,” said Angie with a moan of shock.

“Has any man ever come in your mouth?” asked Adrian with a moan of his own.

“No,” said Angelina as she arched her back. Adrian had found a very sensitive spot and was rubbing it with his wet fingers. She could hear their bodies slapping against each other. She panted as she could feel her orgasm start to crash over her. She moved her hips frantically.

“I’m going to come in your mouth, Angelina,” said Adrian from above her.

“Yes,” said Angie. “You can come in my mouth.”

“I want you to swallow,” said Adrian as his hips slowed fractionally.

“Don’t stop,” sobbed Angelina. “I’ll try Adrian. I’ll swallow but please don’t stop.”

Angelina shrieked as a powerful orgasm shook her body. Angelina felt the pleasure crash over her in waves. Minutes later she shakily opened her eyes as Adrian flipped her over and pushed her to her knees.

She stared at his red weeping erection then opened her mouth. She shakily moved her mouth over the head as Adrian furiously pumped his shaft. Angie stiffened when the salty gobs of semen burst into her mouth. She involuntary swallowed when her mouth filled then shuddered. Then Angie swallowed again and again until he stopped coming. After she lifted her mouth off of his spent penis, Adrian ran a fingertip down her chin and gathered a trail of come that had trickled out of her overfilled mouth. With passion filled eyes, he put that finger in her mouth, and Angie obediently sucked it clean. Then Adrian lifted her to the desk and made her come again using his mouth and fingers.

Later, in the early dawn as they dressed silently, Angelina ran her tongue over her lips and looked at Adrian. He looked back and smiled. They had sex over and over again until it had gotten light outside.

“You’ll never forget me,” said Adrian just before they left the room.

“No,” said Angelina with a smile. “But you will never forget me either.”