All Over Her

Chapter 13: Low

"Lower?" I said.
He nods.
"How low Ced?"
He gets down to his knees, having his face at the same height as my crotch.
"This low.."
I nod. He drags his fingers up my dress, trailing up my thighs. He kisses my inner thighs, grabbing the hem of my underwear and pulling it down. Still on his knees, he brings himself up to my clit. He starts kissing gently, a sensation that was all but familiar to me. At first it kinda tickled, but then he began with his tongue.
He was slow, like he wanted to be control even though he was doing it for me. He
grabbed onto my thighs, pushing his mouth deeper into my pussy. He swished his tongue around, feeling every part of me. I gasp at every movement. Getting worried that someone might hear me over the outrageously loud music. He begins to speed up. Now leaving it harder for me to be quiet.
I grab onto his hair, pushing him more into me slightly. I exhale deeply. He takes his time, although moving fast through me. It felt like he's practiced. But my mind was racing I could barely think. Out of nowhere, he got faster. Leaving me breathless. As he sped up I could feel this sensation in my stomach. I grabbed his hair tighter, now worrying that I may be hurting him. He moved his tongue in a figure eight, like an ice-skater working on its olympic routine. I progressively felt myself losing control, until eventually releasing. I exhale, gasping for breath.
"Wow.. Cedric I-" I tried to speak but I couldn't find the words. He slips my underwear back onto my hips, letting his hands flow back to my waist until he's back up to his regular height.
"Thank you for taking care of me. I wanted to give you something back." He said calmly.
I smiled, "Wanna walk me back to my dorm? We should call it a night."
He nodded, leading me out of the bathroom first. As we walked out, right next to the
the bathroom was Mattheo, once again having Daphne Greengrass devour his face. As we walked off I met his eye. I couldn't quite tell what he was feeling, but it did not seem like he was focused on Daphne.
Cedric walked me back to the Gryffindor common room, giving me a kiss goodnight before leaving for the Hufflepuff dorms. I walked inside, trudging up to my room. Ziggy wasn't back yet, I assume George will be bringing her. I plop onto my bed, staring at the roof, processing everything that just happened.
Should I take Cedric seriously? I mean usually you don't really just have a moment like that with someone without the relationship leading somewhere. I could see myself dating him logically. He was kind, respectful, intelligent, good-looking, and he's good physically. It makes sense right? Why would I not like Cedric?
Why was Mattheo acting so weird? He always seems angrier when I'm around. More aggressive. More irritating. I don't understand what I could have possibly done to him. What is it about me that makes him so upset? It's like he has some weird personal goal to make my life as hard as possible. If not in school then in sports, if not either than socially. He looks at me so strangely. Like he.. I don't even know. I don't like thinking about him for so long.
I force myself to change out of my party clothes, slithering on the pajamas I had on before I left. I looked at Ziggy's bed, her George monkey smiling playfully as it sits on her bed. Her tulips are healthy and thriving. I'm glad at least George listens to me, I joke to myself, as I eventually fall asleep.