Dirty talk
Victoire was staring stupidly at the blackboard as Professor Binns droned on and on. 6th year History of Magic class was just as boring as any other year, but she tried her best to at least semi-pay attention. But when her bag vibrated quietly against her leg, she grinned and dove into it. Teddy had charmed a pair of notebooks 3 years ago for them to write back and forth when they were apart. It was less obvious than sending owls, and kept her father from knowing when she was speaking with him since he disapproved of their....antics. It also made it easy to pull out in class unnoticed. As she flipped it open, she saw Teddy's familiar handwriting along the middle of the page.
Bet you wish we were upstairs right about now, yea?
Victoire felt her cheeks heat up. THIS was why they had these books. She picked up her quill and scribbled a message back to him.....
Teddy's POV
Teddy smirked to himself after he shut the notebook, returning his gaze to the Transfiguration revision that was being done at the front of the room. This subject came naturally to him, so he wasn't really obligated to do much paying attention during revision in his opinion. Feeling the notebook vibrate quietly in his lap, he pulled it onto the desk and flipped it open.
Why? So I can have my hands in your hair and my legs around your hips? Cuz if so, then yes, I do wish we were upstairs.
Teddy closed his eyes to consciously keep his hair from turning pink. Damn her. Eyes flicking open, he scrawled a response to her and flipped the notebook back onto his lap, smirking again at his brilliance.
Victoire's POV
The book vibrated again only a few moments later. Victoire fumbled it opened, already flustered at the tirade of thoughts that her last message had caused her to have. That was nothing compared to this one though.
You know you like having my head between your shaking thighs when you cum for me. And the screaming orgasm you had the last time tells me you REALLY like when you ride my cock and I suck on your tits. You know you want to go upstairs, Vic. You know you want me to........
Victoire scratched a three letter sentence across the page and flicked the book shut. Standing quickly, she asked to be excused for the restroom and scurried out the door before Professor Binns could protest, hurrying for the staircase.
Teddy's POV
Feeling the book vibrate yet again, Teddy cautiously opened it and was surprised to just see three words on the page. But when he actually read them, he had to stifle a whoop of excitement.
Get upstairs NOW
Throwing the book into his bag, he raised a hand and pointed for the door and was immediately shooed to go. Running up two flights of stairs, when he reached the empty classroom the pair called their own and cracked open the door, he was immediately seized by his tie and jerked inside, the door clicking shut quickly behind him and Victoire was in his arms. Her kiss was fierce and she worked at undoing his tie and shirt. Teddy helped the best he could and got his belt and trousers off. Soon as he was naked, Victoire guided him backwards and gently shoved him into one of the large desk chairs. It was only then that Teddy saw her neat pile of clothes across the room and his hands found her bare hips and helped her to mount his own. Victoire leaned forward and nipped his earlobe.
"You're right, Ted," she said huskily. Teddy gasped as she slid her hot, slick sex onto his cock. "I do like to ride you." She began bouncing on his cock, causing Teddy's vision to fritz out for a moment. She threw her head back and started cumming on his dick just a few moments later. It wasn't long before he joined her, digging his fingers into her hips and guiding her rhythm. When he was finally spent, he looked up at Victoire with a wicked glint in his eye. With a squeak from her, Teddy snatched her off his lap and carried her to the large teacher's desk nearby. Laying her on her back, he positioned himself between her thighs.
"Am I right about this, too, Vic?" He whispered up at her. Her hooded eyes watched as his tongue snaked out and straced her slit. All she could do was arch her back with a loud moan as her thighs started to tremble next to his head as he worked her core again.
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Fanfiction***I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF JKR'S CHARACTERS/LOCATIONS/ETC*** A collection of smut pieces created by me for TDM writing prompts. Includes various ships, kinks, and lengths.