Purée

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### Chapter: A Lesson in Respect

The game of spin the bottle raged on, the room alive with laughter and slurred speech. Bodies pressed together as Slytherins, and a few from other houses, joined in the chaotic fun. I danced in the middle of the crowd, my hips swaying seductively to the beat. Hands roamed my waist, but I continued to move with the music, enjoying the attention.

Suddenly, Pansy appeared at my side, her breath hot against my neck as she planted teasing kisses. I shivered, knowing a hickey would be hard to hide by morning.

"Dark?" I asked her, scratching my nose.

"Purple," she replied with a grin.

I leaned in and kissed her deeply, our tongues entwining as I pulled her closer. My hand slid up her thigh, my lips following the path up her neck. Her breath came out in shaky gasps as she leaned her head back, giving in to the pleasure.

"Shh," I whispered, making eye contact with Riddle. His smirk was unmistakable. I pulled away from Pansy, but she clung to my dress, pulling me back onto her lap.

I smiled at her, her hands cupping my face as she kissed me passionately.

"Giving the others a free show?" I whispered, teasing.

"Because you won't move," she pouted, fair point.

I sighed, helping her up as I led her to her room. Once inside, I handed her a bottle of water. "So, you're mostly sober now... Bottom or top?" I asked casually.

"Top," she replied, her voice steady.

"Anything you don't want to do, or can't do, let me know," I instructed, giving her a serious look.

She nodded, and I kissed her softly. Gently, I picked her up and laid her down on her bed, not pulling away. I lifted her thigh to my hip, and she responded with a nod. I kissed her thigh, working my way up to her thong. Then, I kissed my way back up to her upper breast, trailing light kisses.

She unhooked her bra, and I took hold of her breast, sucking on her nipple as I straddled her.

"Fuck... Mhm..." she moaned softly.

I continued my trail of kisses down her stomach, leaving hickeys all the way to her thighs. Every touch of my lips on her skin elicited soft whimpers and moans.

As I rubbed my fingers along the waistband of her underwear, I slowly pulled them off. I planted small kisses and hickeys on her exposed skin.

"Don't be a jerk, no teasing," she requested.

I kissed her clit, flicking my tongue gently before finding her g-spot. She shivered and moaned louder, gripping my hair tightly.

"J-right there," she moaned, her voice trembling.

I made figure eights with my tongue, then added another finger, pumping steadily.

"Ohhhh fuck... Mhm... I'm g-gonna cum," she gasped, her eyes rolling back as she let go of my hair.

"Do it," I encouraged her.

As she climaxed, she immediately flipped me onto my back, taking the dominant position.

"Hey, let me clean you up before you start on me," I said, a little out of breath.

"Don't like it?" she pouted, her eyes wide with innocence.

"Would I have sucked you off if I didn't?" I asked her, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"So... not your first time?" she asked, settling herself down.

"No, and don't look all innocent and cute," I said, climbing above her and smiling.

She pushed me off her with a laugh. "So you do have a laugh after all," I said, grinning as I got up.

"I'm not a puppet. I should have gone harder on you for your troubles, but since it's your first time, I'll let you off," I said, tracing my fingers up her chest and down again.

"Why? Because I tried to set you and Mattheo up? You should thank me for my hard work," she gloated.

I laughed, shaking my head. "I don't like him that way, so enough," I said softly. I gave her a light kiss before getting dressed.

"Vanessa..." she called as I put on my shoes.

"Never mind," she said, lying back on the bed.

"Something wrong?" I asked, but before she could answer, the door burst open.

Riddle stormed in. "You, me. Talk. Now!" he demanded, dragging me out of the room.

"What was that look about in the common room?" he demanded.

"That? Never mind. It was just me showing you the right way to treat a girl. Not everyone likes being treated like an object to be toyed with," I explained, trying to stay calm.

"I do—"

"Exactly! You don't care. Let me make it clear—our species aren't playthings for you to mess around with," I cut him off, pulling out my dagger and holding it against his chest, just touching his clothing.

"So Pansy is just an example to prove me wrong?" he asked, looking bewildered.

"No. If you had listened, you'd know that we're not toys. We're human beings, just like you," I said, lowering my dagger.

"You ain't me," he replied, threateningly.

"You got that right," I said, twisting his fingers and cracking them out of place. He groaned in pain. I took the opportunity to stab his knee, watching him fall to the side.

"I'm more dangerous than you think," I smirked, retrieving my dagger.

"Get it through your head, Riddle, or risk getting hurt," I warned, twirling the dagger in my hand.

"Sort your brother out," I added, before walking past him and heading back to my dorm room. As I walked, I sucked on the tip of my dagger, flipping through pages studying