Ginerva and her tutor

Ginny X Sirius

Ginerva paced around her quarters, running a hand through her long Ruby hair whilst letting out yet another sigh. Her intended wasn't who she imagined him to be. The man, no , boy was a terrible choice. She didn't see what her family was to truly gain by this arrangement. Sure, Blaise Zabini came from a respectable pure blood family; but she had thought her parents above such things. Obviously she had misjudged the situation.
Hearing a knock she knew belonged to her tutor, Ginerva made herself proper and allowed him in. Sirius Black waltzed in. He was dashing, intelligent, and very much everything she appreciated in a man. She couldn't lie, she had many fantasies about the older man when she lay alone. He smirked at her, as though he could see right through to her soul.
"Miss Weasley, could you remind me what lesson I said we would be learning today?" He lounged against the wooden desk that was housed in the middle of the room. She blushed a color almost as deep as her hair.
"Well sir, I do believe you wanted to discuss potions." He tapped a finger against his chin, thoughtfully.
"Yes that is correct Miss Weasley. I believe we should continue then. Please get out your supplies and begin brewing a cauldron of Felix Felicis. I shall correct you if I find your brewing," he breathed close to her ear," inadequate."
She nearly fell over after his close proximity, and immediately set to work on the potion at her station next to the desk. Sirius watched her with a vacant expression, Ginerva not catching him when he eyed her corset; wondering how long it would take him to slip it off.
He knew then that he would have her. It was not as if she loved her intended, and he knew she fancied him by her body language around him.
Sirius stopped her right before she began brewing. Confused, she looked up at his handsome face. He led her over to the desk, laying her on top of it, and held her wrists above her head. She was flushing the most precious shade of pink.
Ginerva couldn't believe this was truly happening. She had imagined it for so long, and yet she still wondered if she were yet again locked in a fantasy.
Before she could think too much more his lips descended upon hers, attacking with a fierceness she hadn't expected. Ginerva wrapped her legs around him, pulling herself as close to him as possible. He broke their kiss and growled at her, "stand, and do not think of disobedience ." She quickly stood, not questioning the clearly dominant man in front of her. He began undressing himself first, popping off each button. Then he moved to her, unlacing every irritating piece of clothing. Finally they were both in their purest form, and he could hold her nude body against his. His rough animalistic attack was back and Ginerva found herself against the wall with her hands pinned by one of his. He had a dangerous glint in his eye as he fingered her sex, stretching her before their eventual consummation. Breaking yet another kiss he added a second finger, biting and sucking along her neck. It was lucky her parents were out during their lessons, Ginerva would have been heard by the entire mansion. After feeling satisfied that she was ready he gripped the tip of his large cock and coaxed it into the warmth and wetness he found between her legs. Quickly he entered her and began thrusting, both of them building to a climax. As he bit her shoulder she climaxed, and he along with her. Both panting they gave each other another long kiss, spelled the door shut, and fell into a deep slumber.