As soon as they got inside the room Emelia started unbuckling his pants, trying to pull it off. Both of their visions were hazy.
He pushed Emelia onto her knees and pulled down his pants and boxers. She spit on his dick and licked the tip. Emelia teased him by gliding her tongue across his dick and stopping every once in a while. His erection grew rock hard.
"Holy fuck, Emelia.", he groaned. Fred pushed her head down and threw his head back.
He took the strap of the dress and started pulling it off with his fingers. It slowly slipped off of her. He could easily see her body in the shadow whilst the moon glares through the window.
Emelia got up and sat on his lap. He took his thumb and circles around her clit.
"You're so wet, bloody hell."
She moaned so loud he had to shut her mouth with his hand.
"Can't be too loud, can we?", he said in a low tone.
His fingers go inside her mouth. She took off her underwear and he flips her. She's underneath him and his breath is hot against her neck.
"Now, what's my name?" he asks looking down at her grinning.
"Fred, bloody hell, your name is Fred."
"And what am I about to do to you?", Fred says antagonizing her.
"You're going to enter me." she whispers.
He rails into her and she grips his back so her nails dig in. He kept thrusting in and out. Emelia felt entitled to him.
"Fred, ohhh"
"I'm going to cum, love. Can I come inside of you? Is that alright?", he asks gently.
She nods, viciously and kisses his neck. He comes into her and she pulls his hair. Fred kissed her and pulled his boxers back up. Emelia laid on the bed while Fred came with a blanket. He went on top of her and hugged her, tightly.
They laid there together, silently, before Emelia wrapped her hands around him and shoved her face into his chest.
"C'mon, bring it in.", he said.
She dozed off in his arms even with the party still occurring below.
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FanfictionDISCLAIMER: these characters do not belong to me, they belong to J.K. Rowling. i'm simply using them for entertainment purposes. emelia adams was the most bland student you could meet. she didn't talk to a lot of people and would barely party. when...