Professor | d.m

𝟎𝟑 ~ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚

Mara had found and lost Pansy within a good 10 minutes of coming onto the dance floor. The two of them began dancing and grinding until Pansy got pulled away to dance with a handsome stranger.

Mara swayed her hips back and fourth and was running her hands along her body, letting the music distract her from her inevitable future.

At the sound of the beat drop someone pushed themselves up against Mara, his hand dropped to her hips. She looked down and noticed his hands were quite large and he had several rings on them.

A one night stand didn't sound too bad to Mara at the moment. It would distract her from her current thoughts. While she doubted the guy pushed up behind her had the guts to use her like she wanted to be used, Mara knew she could do the rest using her imagination.

"Whats your name?" He shouted in Mara's ear. "Who wants to know?" She challenged the stranger, she had a sense he was attractive, by the looks of his hands, how he acted with a girl.

His hands roamed her body more and more, she heard him groan as her hands went to wrap around the back of his neck. The pair had yet to see who they were occupied with, yet they didn't seem to care. His arms hugged her front securely as he swayed his hips with hers.

The lights dimmed drastically and the music wasnt as loud, signalling it had hit midnight. Mara spun around as fast as she could to try to catch a glimpse of who shed been grinding against, but it was too dark to see him. He was massive compared to Mara's 5'5 self, if she had to guess he could easily be 6'3. She could faintly point of some of his facial features, he had plumb pink lips and a very defined jawline. She looked down towards his body and stifled a gasp. She'd always fancy a man who works out, but his muscle were so defined her knickers wet at the sight.

"So whats your name stranger?" Mara asked seductively, hoping he could see her faint grin and innocent looking eyes staring up at him, as she ran her hands up his toned arms. He dipped his head towards her neck and whispered, "Should I share that information with such a pretty girl like you?" His voice was deep, raspy and it instantly became Mara's new favorite sound. His hands dropped down to her arse, giving a tight squeeze making her suppress a moan. She bit down on her lip as she tried harder to get a glimpse of him.

"Dont do that." He growled, moving his hands to come toward her waist, slowly feeling his way around her body until he reached her breasts, giving a firm squeeze to those as well. His one hand traveled back down to grope her ass as his other came up to grasp around her neck.

Mara gasps and her eyes widen at the realization that who ever this man is, he can see her. "How- wait can you see me?" Mara questions.

He chuckles as his eyes bore into Mara's figure, darkening with lust and desire to take whoever this girl was right her right now. "I can love, did you not drink anything tonight? The alcohol here has an eye enhancement charm."

He watches as the girl curses under her breath, a grim smirk taking over his features. His hand drops from her neck to continue to roam around her body, groping all the right places. Her arms slip around the back of his neck as they continue to grind to the music.

Mara's thought suddenly come flooding back, the dark mark, the rising of one of the darkest wizards ever known, no one knows a war is coming ahead, hes going to kill and kill and kill and kill-

She smashes her lips against the skilled strangers begging him to be her distraction and he graciously accepts that offer. His hand snakes around the back of her waist and pulls her as close to him as she can get. He kissed her back with such force that the adrenaline running through Mara's veins made her dizzy.

Mara tried her best to kiss back the dominating stranger, but he took full control. He devoured her as if she were the antidote to every problem he'd ever encountered. His hand trailed up to her neck, grasping the sides with force, in a show of dominance. The feeling prompted Mara to moan into the mans mouth, pushing herself further against him.

She needed more. She wanted to feel him. Everywhere.

The stranger shoved Mara up against the nearest wall, never breaking their kiss. He grasped under the thighs and murmured a faint jump against her lips. And she complied. He lifted her with ease, parting her legs so he could nest himself between her thighs and minimize the space between them as much as possible.

Mara gasped as she felt the strangers clothed erection press right up against her clit. The stranger took the opportunity to push into her further and slip one of his hands out from her behind and grab a fist full of her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck to him.

He left deep love bites on her sensitive and damp skin, eliciting moans of sweet pleasure from Mara. Unable to contain her sexual frustration any longer, Mara attempted to roll her hips against the strangers. He groaned and brought his head back up from her neck, "So needy for me aren't you?"

And he was right, Mara needed him. Now. She didn't care if he was 18 or 50. She needed a distraction, and he was more than willing to comply.

"Please"

"Please what darling?"

"Fuck me." Mara sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and continued to roll her hips against the strangers.

He cursed under his breath and let a deep groan submerge from his swollen lips. He wasted no time wrapping his arms under Mara's body and pushing through the crowd of drunk, dancing wizards.

She didn't know where he was taking her, but she didn't really care about that either.