20. Neville/Luna

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Kinktober Day 20 (sex pollen)

He tried to stop her. He tried to tell her not to open the PuffaLove plant's glass housing. Tried to stop her before it's pollen hit her nose, but Luna is far too curious for her own good. Thank Merlin no one from those repeating their 7th year came down to the Greenhouses after dark.. Neville froze as soon as that door opened and the plant puffed its pink pollen right into her face. He closed his eyes as she gasped. Then counted down in his head. 3....2...1....

She slammed into him with the force of a person twice her size and locked her lips with his, tearing at his clothes. Neville managed to bump the door to the enclosure shut with his hip as he picked Luna's writing body up and headed for the bench at the back of the Greenhouse. He knew he wasn't going to stop her need to cum, so he was at least going to make them comfortable. He sat down with her straddling his hips, her hands pawing at his trousers. She got them unbuttoned and he pushed them down off his hips, freeing his cock for her. She moaned in her throat, then shoved her skirt and panties off her legs and grabbed his cock. Positioning him at her entrance, she sat down fully, taking his cock into her dripping wet sex. Neville has read about the effects of the PuffaLove plant. How it's pollen acted as an instant and powerful aphrodisiac, giving you the immediate need to cum as quickly as possible. As she started riding him, the moans got louder. Neville put his hands on her hips and squeezed a little, loving the feel of her bouncing on his cock.  Her fingers were digging into his shoulders as her rhythm became for frantic with her need for release. He moved his hands under her ass and guided her rhythm, pulling her up and down on his shaft. A few minutes longer and he felt her shudder and she let out a loud moan as she started cumming. Arching her back, her sex milked his cock. He felt his balls tighten as his own release washed over him.

I'm the aftermath, Luna sat still joined with Neville, her head resting on his shoulders as she painted.

"I tried to tell you," Neville said quietly. She laughed a little.

"I know, but I had to see if it really worked." They started laughing together.

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