Caecus Amor

Chapter 3

“I wonder who was up here?” came the voice of Adrian Pucey.

“I still think it was Flint,” said Miles Bletchley. “ I noticed he wasn’t in the Common Room.”

Flint sat in his bed, Meredith sleeping beneath him, mentally kicking himself for not giving all of his roommates a sleeping draught. Miles would be royally pissed if he found his sister in bed with him. Miles was always very protective with Meredith, which she hated with a passion. He covered Meredith with his sheets and grabbed a robe, which was under his bed. He slid it on and stepped out from the curtains. Adrian and Miles turned to face him with sly smirks on their face.

“Marcus,” said Adrian. “ If you wanted the room for a shag than why didn’t you say so?”

“Who was she?” Miles asked immediately.

“Why would I tell you?” Marcus said defensively.

“ Come on, Marcus,” Adrian said. “Who is she? Is she that one 5th year Ravenclaw?”

“ The one with the nice tits?” Miles asked with interest.

“No, its not her,” Marcus said. “And I won’t tell you. She’s…….rather shy.”

“Fine, Flint, spoil our fun,” Adrian said with a sigh.

“ Why did you two come up here?” Marcus asked. “What if it wasn’t me? They could have hexed the both of you.”

“ We knew it was you, Flint,” Miles said. “We just had to make sure.”

“ I guess will leave you and your shag alone then,” Adrian said as he and Miles left the dormitory.

Just as soon as Miles and Adrian left the dormitory, Meredith came out from behind the bed curtains, wrapped in the bed sheet, “Who was the, Marcus?”

Marcus approached Meredith and wrapped his arms around her waist, “It was Adrian and your brother. They wanted to find out who was up here.”

“I’m so glad that my brother didn’t find us,” Meredith said with relief. “ He would have been pretty cross with us if he did.”

“Don’t worry about him now,” Marcus told her as he pulled her closer to him. “Now, off to bed,” he added with a suggestive glare.

“But, Marcus,” Meredith said with a blush. “We just did.”

Marcus couldn’t help but smile, “We just had an absolutely marvelous fuck, and you still look innocent.”

“Is that a bad thing?” Meredith asked in a sort of huffy tone.

“Oh no,” Marcus told her as he left a trail of kisses down her neck. “It’s quite the turn on.”

“Well,” Meredith said as she pulled away from him. “What if I want to be dirty? Would that turn you on?”

Marcus watched as Meredith dropped the sheet from her body. She stood there before Marcus, her high breasts, slim hips, and long legs exposed to him. Marcus could feel his cock rising beneath his robes. He grabbed her as soon as she was close to him and pulled her into a fiery kiss that left her head spinning. Meredith’s hands traveled up Marcus’s muscled chest and began to pull the robe off of him. As soon as the robe was disposed off, she began leading him back toward the bed. It was then that Marcus stopped her, and began leading her to the couch. Meredith didn’t argue with his decision until he tried to push back on the couch. She shook her head and pushed Marcus so he was lying on his back on the couch. When Marcus went to protest, Meredith lowered herself so the was straddling Marcus’s waist.

Flint’s eyes widened when he felt his cock engulfed in a soft, tight heat. He looked down to see that Meredith had impaled herself on him. He groaned deeply as she began to rock back and forth slowly. Marcus placed his hands on her hips to help her steady herself as she rode him.

“Shit, Meredith,” Marcus groaned. “Faster, baby.”

Meredith didn’t need to be told twice as she began to ride Marcus’s cock faster and faster. Marcus watched her stomach muscles work as she thrust, and noticed that her chest, shoulders and face were turning red. Little droplets of sweat began to form on her forehead as well. Marcus could feel as her orgasm hit. Her walls pulsated around him, and she threw her head back with a voiceless cry. Marcus could feel his own release barreling down on him, and be bucked his hips upward, wanting to feel more of her.

“Meredith!” Marcus shouted as he climaxed within her.

Meredith, after one last thrust, fell atop Marcus, breathing heavily. Her hair fell about both of their heads, concealing their faces. Marcus brushed the hair out of their faces and kissed her tiredly. Meredith kissed him back as best as she could, be she was too tired. She felt Marcus shift below her and soon felt herself being carried to the bed. Soon, she was under the covers in Marcus’s arms.

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7:30 a.m.

Meredith slowly opened her eyes the next morning, and the first thing she saw was Marcus’s sleeping face. All of the memories from last night came flooding back to her. A warm sensation filled her stomach at the thought of all the delicious things they had done. She and Terry had never down anything like that. Terry had been straight to the point, but Marcus was so passionate. She was shaken from her reverie when she heard Marcus’s voice.

“Morning,” Marcus said as he pulled her close to him.

“Morning yourself,” Meredith smiled as Flint kissed her deeply.

When Flint released her, Meredith sat up and noticed that she still felt a little bit sweaty. She would like to take a shower in Marcus’s room, but his roommates would probably be back soon. She kissed Flint quickly before getting out of bed. Flint sat up on his elbow and watched as an unclothed Meredith searched the room for her clothes.

“Where are you going?” Flint asked as she picked up her bra.

“ I can’t stay here all day, as much as I’d like to,” Meredith said as she began to dress herself.

‘ She’s even sexy when she’s putting her clothes on,’ Marcus mused. Only clad in her bra and panties now, Meredith stood in the middle of his dormitory looking for the rest of her clothing. She put her hands on her hips and grumbled to herself. Marcus laughed a little when he found he skirt and held it up in the air.

“Looking for this?” he said as he waved it.

“Give it here, Marcus Flint,” Meredith began as she walked over to him in an attempt to get it back. “ Or do you want to keep it as a souvenir?”

“ A souvenir?” Marcus said questioningly.

Meredith laughed, “I heard from one of your ex-girlfriends that you like to keep a little memento from your encounters. She said you have a whole drawer full skirts and panties and such.”

“She lied to you then,” Marcus said. “Whenever I get a new girlfriend, I give the old items to Adrian.”

“You better not give my skirt to Adrian!” Meredith said seriously.

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Marcus said as he got out of bed.

“ Why do you say that?” Meredith said as she crossed her arms.

Marcus stopped in front of her and cupped her face in his hands, “Because, you’re mine.”

Meredith groaned when Marcus plunged his mouth onto hers. His tongue glided along her lower lip, then eventually sought refuge in her sweet mouth. His large, calloused hands traveled up and down her back as they both got lost in the kiss. Meredith felt Marcus’s arousal pressing against her, and she felt him push her against the wall. The Slytherin girl tangled her fingers in Flint’s hair as he began to pull her panties back down.

“I can’t get enough of you, Meredith,” Marcus breathed in her ear.

Meredith gasped when she felt Marcus lift her off the ground and placed his hands on the back of her thighs. She instinctively wrapped her slim legs around Marcus’s waist and sighed as Flint pushed into her. As he began to thrust, she felt his finger begin to tease her clit. Meredith dug her fingernails into his back as he thrust harder. As Marcus thrust upwards into her, Meredith cried out louder. The passion she felt was immense as she began dragging her nails down Marcus’s strong back.

“You’re mine, Meredith,” Marcus grunted as he pounded into her. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I-I’m yours, Marcus!” Meredith shrieked. “Only yours!”

The Slytherin captain felt he wouldn’t last much longer. He watched Meredith’s face as he teased her clit even more. She was moving her head side to side, moaning and whimpering at his every move. Even though they had done this twice already, Meredith was still pleasurably tight. She felt like a warm glove as he continued to fuck her.

“MARCUS!……! MARCUS!” Meredith shrieked at the top of her lungs as she climaxed.

With a final, pounding thrust, Marcus released. Meredith fell against him limply, trying to regain her breath. Marcus lowered them both to the floor and began to gather Meredith’s clothes for her. When Marcus handed her the clothes, she still had the glossy, lustiness to her eyes. He had never had a girl scream like that before. That sound would remain in his mind for the rest of his life. But suddenly, he remembered the silencing charm. A silencing charm would end its affects as soon as someone or something entered the room in which the charm was affecting. Marcus looked over at Meredith, who was probably was unaware of this. The whole Slytherin boy’s dormitory had probably heard her. Just as she finished dressing, Marcus walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders.

“ What is it?” Meredith asked.

“ You remember the silencing charm, don’t you?” Meredith nodded and Flint continued. “You know that when someone comes into the room, the charm wears off, right?”

Meredith stood there a moment before she covered her mouth with her hands, “Oh no! Marcus! Do you know how many people probably heard me?”

“ They were probably were at breakfast, anyway,” Marcus said. “Beside, anyone who did hear will know that you belong to me.”

“I love it when you’re possessive,” Meredith said as she fixed her skirt a little. “But really, I do have to go.”

“ I’ll see you at breakfast, then,” Marcus said as he kissed her forehead.

“After I shower,” Meredith said. “You made me all dirty.”

“You’ll make me hot again if you say things like that,” Marcus warned as he trance her hip with his finger.

“I need some rest though,” Meredith said with a small laugh. “Maybe later tonight we’ll have more fun.”

“In the Slytherin locker room,” Marcus said. “I’ve always fantasized about having you there. You don’t know how many times I wanted to while you were on the team.”

“I’ll be there,” Meredith said as she walked to the door. “How about after lunch. No one will be there.”

“Be there early,” Flint said. “I can hardly wait.”

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A/N: I realized I haven’t updated this for a long time. I hope you guys liked chapter 3. I should have 4 up soon.