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Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal If you are sure, Gawain observed the girl in his peripheral vision while sipping on his drink. By now the vest had begun to jerkily massage her tits. The girl herself appeared to be confused as the protection device turned sex toy had begun massaging her in a sensitive zone. Oh, and she wanted more points. It was not possible for her now to gain what he considered scraps, ten points at a time at most. Not unless she learned how to leverage herself. That can be arranged. But about glyphs now, he set down the flask, reminding her, You are suggesting that I alter them while on you. I guess it'll be something like drawing a tiny tattoo but this time in a vest. He twisted his fingers, Turn around and rest your elbows on the bench. Gawain drew a wand from his pocket, a thin metallic wand. Stepping up behind her, this was reminiscent of how he had other girls before, one only two days ago. A hand slipped to her left flank, gripping her hip before he muttered one of the primary incarnations of the field, Incidereto. A blue speck emerged from the tip of his wand as he brought it down to begin altering the glyphs. You know, this is a bit inappropriate now that I think of it. He allowed his statement to hang in the air. Better to say it now, to remove the need to say such things later on. But he allowed her to imagine the context of what he meant for a minute to plant the seeds of an idea in her mind while carefully destroying the limiting glyphs on her back. A female student bent over at a desk with her professor pressed up behind her. I'm talking about getting stabbed in the back of course. The subverted her expectations. If she was thinking of what he had meant for her to think, she could only blame herself for thinking of it. From his grip on her side, his fingers shifting their grip constantly, he could feel that the vest had loosened in most parts. But not for her breasts. In fact the alteration now resulted in her breasts being kneaded remotely by some sort of control system he had engraved into her back. How are you feeling? He enquired, kneading and pinching at her breasts with the simple flick of his wand.
Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal I'm sure, agreed Hermione, nodding. This was starting to grow from uncomfortable to outright distracting. The vest almost seemed to pay particular attention to her chest. As a developing teenager, Hermione wasn't the bustiest girl in existence, or even in her class. So she couldn't quite understand why the thing kept massaging her breasts as if it expected milk to start leaking. At least her suggestion seemed to have merit. Hermione sighed with relief, glad that she'd answered the question right, and glad that Gawain had agreed. She was almost too eager to turn around and bend forward, not even thinking about anything suspicious. After all, they were simply experimenting... with devices... for magical science, not for anything... weird. Though a hand on her hip did make her flinch a little. The vest almost seemed to take that to mean squeeze me harder' which made her gasp in response. Apparently the gasp inspired a comment. Hermione flushed at that, fluttering her hand. It's--um, it's-- she tried. She didn't want to think of the professor that way, though, had she sort of suggested something like that earlier? She supposed it was sort of alright? If both parties agreed? No, it was probably just the fact that the vest had moved from squeezing and milking to... almost massaging her. In truth, it didn't feel all that different from when Hermione caressed her own breasts, those few times she was alone in her room and feeling particularly... in the mood. 'OH, right, she said, flushing as the professor corrected. Apparently she was the only one with naughty thoughts. Hermione blamed the vest anyone would have awkward thoughts with something mauling their chest, one of their more sexual areas. She let out a little yelp as she felt the fabric contorting, what felt like two almost plates pinching tight on a little bud. Hermione squirmed, rocking in place. Which, again, seemed to get attention. oh, um, I'm alright? Mostly? she said. Hermione let out a nervous laugh, hand fluttering again. The, ah, vest is sort of squeezing some tender areas right now. No rush though, I really don't want any errors in spellcasting, Hermione bit her lip as the vest shifted, kneading her breasts in a way that nearly made her toes curl.
Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal Miss Granger, I'm going to need you to stay still. I don't want to risk burning a hole into your back. Gawain paused, lifting his wand from her back for a second, I think there already is an error to begin with. Stay still while I cut it open, He closed what little space between them, his hand slipping up from her waist to her shoulder as the tip of the wand moved to the back of the vest before moving straight down. The cut was not deep enough to cut through the red fabric, but made ripping it apart much easier, like ripping paper along a fold. Once the line was drawn down her back, he gripped the back of the vest, and pulled sharply, ripping it down her back. You can toss it on the bench, I already have recorded the glyphs used on the vest. It appears I'll need a few adjustments. But that is beside the point, The wand was returned to its holder on his desk and he finished up the checklist. Ten points to Griffindor. And you were saying something about earning points, you had an idea of your own? While it was supposed to be a secret that students were earning points via sexual favours, he was more than certain that it was a poorly kept secret, to the point where these acts were leaked and formed into rumors of how girls were managing to earn a significant amount of points from serving their professors. But for that he'd leave it up to her if she wants to speed up the types of favours she would be offering, otherwise it would be up to him to erode at her morality, grinding it down until she ends up in his bed like the others before. Also, I think I can't simply ask you how is life and reward you with ten points in the future. It is a bit too much points for simply answering some questions, perhaps at five points maximum. But, yes, you had an idea?
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RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal Stay still, as if that were the easiest thing in the world. Under normal circumstances, it would be. Under normal circumstances, Hermione didn't have her chest massaged and pinched and pulled by someone who had far, far too much experience in doing such things. For it felt like the vest knew just when to contort, just how to tug, just how to reshape itself to make Hermione want to move and squirm. She hadn't exactly a lot of experience with people touching her chest. she'd technically only had a chest for a couple of years, and Ron had been something of an idiot for most of that time. On top of that, Hermione might be, well, cute, but most didn't seem to find her all that appealing she wasn't Ginny she didn't have the personality that drew boys to her and asked to be handled and fondled. So she put up with it. Red formed on her face, highlighting her light dusting of freckles band making her seem even more girlish. She shuddered only slightly as the line came, and breathed a sigh of relief when she could toss aside the vest, putting it onto the bench. She turned, not realizing that her nipples, fully erect, poked against her white blouse, showing quite clearly without a vest to cover them, though it was more of a tenting than an actual showing she did still have the bra and vest on. Her tie only seemed to further draw attention, as she naturally resettled it there. Well, I was just, she said, rolling her hand again, trying to figure something out. I had heard rumors that there were, ah, alternative ways to earn points? Five for talking is quite nice and all, but, um, I need to earn, she fidgeted, chewing her lip for a moment. He had to know how far behind Gryffindor had gotten. The hourglasses had been on display for everyone, not just Hermione and her friends. I need several hundred points, she finally said. It's imperative that Gryffindor get back in the lead! We can't let these people just---just cheat their way to the top! That's now how the system works. And i knew that you'd listen and---and you'd be able to--to maybe help me figure out how to---to get them. She knew that was a lame finish, but she didn't know how else to word it. She couldn't very well proposition a teacher and, well, virginal, innocent Hermione only had the vaguest idea of what that would even look like. Books could only teach you so much, and while she talked with Ginny, their conversation rarely ventured into this is what to do if you need to get someone interested in you.
Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal Gawain frowned at that, as though answering a difficult to explain question during lecture. By alternative ways, I think I may have a vague idea of what you refer to. He could clearly see her nipples poking through her blouse, the fabric now thoroughly crumpled thanks to the constricting vest. That is quite a substantial amount you need to even come close to my house. Normally, I predict some professors may not like that you, of another house, would desire to challenge their lead, but we are supposed to be impartial. As much as we can. For a second he briefly considered enquiring why the desire to put her house back in the lead but decided it was against his own interests to do so. He say down on the impressive mahogany desk, where several tomes lay open for his reference and filed the results of their latest experiment into a drawer. You must be aware that these are a substantial amount of points, where if I remember the headmaster gave your friend during your first year, only sixty points for defeating a dark wizard. You must be prepared to work hard for your points. And it will be even harder for you if you don't wish to, he raised his fingers in air quotes, cheat, as you say. It's very simple. There is an existing system that we have in Hogwarts, the apprenticeship system which states that we can as student and professor agree on terms of an exchange which benefits the student academically, just like how you are working as my aide right now. His fingers drummed against the table, I don't see any other way you can academically benefit in a greater manner, if you know what I mean. But if you do wish earn outside of academic pursuits, we could work something out right now in fact. He set the tomes aside, making space on his table, If you are interested?
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RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal A vague idea again, Hermione pinked. She just couldn't say it, not to someone like this. She was so proper, so much a girl who followed rules. Only the bravery of a Gryffindor, well, that and her own rule defying behaviors that she'd picked up from a few years of associating with one Harry Potter, kept her moving forward. She was well aware of the task ,of how many points separated. She didn't need telling of how the points had been handled. But the system's corrupted! she couldn't help but blurt. People are gaming it and-- she stopped, realizing that he knew that, again flushing. The pink made her freckles stand out, as if they too flushed with blood. She had to work hard, as if Hermione hadn't been doing that since she'd learned of magic. She almost rolled her eyes at that, but her nerves kept her quiet, kept her lips pinched between teeth. The apprentice system! Somehow Hermione had almost forgotten about that, despite having done extensive research. Yes, she could definitely do that... but there was the mention of academic. Sometimes students go above and beyond though, she pointed out, almost stepping on his interested. I'm certainly interested, Professor Gawain. I wouldn't be speaking with you if I was. There has to be something we can do to help my, ah, personal development, perhaps? We could say that you're giving me lessons to help with that. She pursed her lips, not entirely thrilled. The teachers had been saying for years that perhaps she should focus less on books and more on life. Her friends had helped with that, so maybe Professor Gawain could continue along those lines?
Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal Gawain's intelligent grey eyes narrowed at her comment. That was one way to interpret things. Another would be that she is following some unspoken guideline made up by her own beliefs. What happened next confused him slightly, her eagerness to continue led him to suspect that they were not quite on the same page yet her body language suggested otherwise, but that was of no consequence. Come here, Miss Granger. Let's see if you are indeed as interested. He curved a finger, beckoning her to his side. Closer, her feminine form was yet too far for what he intended. His eyes studied her for a second, while she was definitely no supermodel, there was no hiding that some may be attracted to her bookworm appearance. For fifteen points now, I'm going to touch you through your clothes while you comply to my instructions. An additional fifteen points will be added if you allow me to touch your breasts, and twenty for between your legs. Once I am done, you will get your points. He rose to his feet, making yet more space on the desk, I assume as a proud member of Griffindor who wants her house to succeed, you will accept all conditions for a total of sixty points? Part of how this trade worked was being as stingy with the points as he could, and with the reasoning he provided, sixty points for defeating a dark wizard, he communicated that she was not getting any more than that. Over time too, would the same acts begin to provide diminishing returns, forcing the student to take steps further to embrace her carnality. This should not be too much of a challenge for someone of your competence and if you do prove yourself we can begin letting you earn more points, starting tomorrow. Well? What will it be?
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RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal The curved finger beckoned Hermione closer, and she gulped. Nervous hands smoothed down her uniform skirt, as if she already anticipated precisely what they were going for. Her heart fluttered, particularly as Gawain did away with the subtlety and made it abundantly clear where they were going. Fifteen for a touch. Fifteen more for her breasts... okay, they were already tender, so Hermione didn't see a problem. Twenty just to touch between her legs? She chewed her lip. So far, Hermione had been the only one to touch down there, besides various doctors, Muggle and otherwise. But the touching equaled almost what she'd gotten her first year for helping to thwart the plans of an evil wizard. They both knew the offer wasn't just good it was downright generous. Oh, it's not a challenge, she agreed, making sure to speak quickly, to let him know. She flushed, fluttering a hand. It's just, ah, I'm afraid I don't have a lot of experience? I guess that's sort of the point here though. You're going to open up new learning experiences for me, and in return I get to earn points for my house. Just the... agreement, she chewed her lip, shifting her feet. Slowly, very slowly, she brought her hands down to her side. Fingers curled to pull in small handfuls of skirt, while she took a shuddering breath. Hermione closed her eyes, turned her head, and looked slightly down, as if afraid that eye contact would make it more real. Her body was already nearly trembling, shivering as if the temperature had dropped or, more likely, nerves had started to take over. Her small chest practically vibrated, and already she could feel a tightness there which she just barely recognized.
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RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal That's the point, Miss Granger. His hands rested on her hips, her trembling easily felt through that contact. His hand smoothed up her flanks, moving inward to cup her breasts. He stepped around, trapping her between his body and the table. Her breasts filled his palm nicely, while they were small, there was no denying that they existed. Are you afraid? He asked softly, as though this was a secret meant only for her to hear. He already knew the answer, but the first step was to open her up, to allow her to express her feeling better. Another step forward, his leg forced between her thighs, which forced her to choose, to remain as she was on, or perch up on the edge of the desk, devoid of any obstacles. His hands squeezed, and pinched, shifting her bra underneath her clothes, such that her nipples peeked out, poking into the fabric of her blouse. He leaned forward, his eyes lingering on her face as her eyes were turned away. Look at me, Granger. His voice firm, yet communicating that it was a command to be followed. Relax. Let your body tell you what it wants. Listen to it. They say the eyes are the windows of the soul. That was true enough for him, he loved looking into their eyes as they made their way down the slippery slope. The confusion, the innocence waiting to be stolen. The reasons they made to convince themselves that it was for the greater good, when it was indeed for their own selfish desires. Hermione, like the others before her, was going to soon learn that primal instinct in her time in Hogwarts. Have you had any boyfriends, Miss Granger? He probed, his thumbs rolling her nipples slowly, dragging the fabric of her blouse against her hardened tips. Anyone you are friendly with outside those from your own house? He could feel his own arousal growing, but kept his actions slow and deliberate, forcing her to endure his touches and in turn begin to familiarize what it is like to be touched by a man. By a lover.
Thread: A Young Witch's Lessons {darkest_fate&Zprimal}

RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal Of course that was the point. Hermione felt herself flushing slightly, pink rising and filling the space between her freckles on her face. Hands had lowered on her face, and she couldn't have suppressed the shudder that shook her if she wanted. That touch felt so.... commanding, so authoritative. Every other boy that had dared touched teenage Hermione had been so hesitant. Does this hurt? Does this feel good? Even if they didn't ask with their lips, their hands gave that away. Not Gawain his hands went to hers with the touch of experience. He must have done this before. The realization hit Hermione as Gawain's hands went upward. She sucked down a slight gasp as his hands touched her breasts. Smallish, perhaps not fully grown, they were still quite noticeable, risen bumps amid a girlish chest. Nipples already jutted, and Hermione could feel them stiffening even more. She shook her head. No, she insisted, not sure if she was denying a reality or speaking a truth. Gryffindors weren't afraid, not as a rule. Still she trembled, but she wasn't certain it was fear. Another gasp, this one without any stifling. A thigh had pushed against her legs, and before Hermione even realized it, she'd moved to sit on the desk. Years of following rules warred against so very many few years of rebelling and being brave... and a strange desire to give way, to see what this touch would do to her. She felt her heart flutter as her breasts were fondled. Hermione felt her hands fluttering for a moment, before she decided to grasp the edge of the desk. She kept her hands clenched on the edge, eyes pinching up until... Look. And of course she did, brown eyes staring up at his. This was what her body wanted? That would explain her tight chest, and the tingling she was beginning to feel between her thighs. Muscles flexed there, girlish legs trying to bring together. Her gaze flicked down for a moment before looking up at his, meeting his gaze, seeing the demand, the confidence in his gaze. Questions followed, and Hermione bit her lip, flushing. A few? she tried. He rolled her nipples and she gasped. Her body shivered again, arcing just subtly toward him. Her blouse scraped her already tender nipples, and the pleasure it sent shivered her spine. I'm sure you heard about Krum, she fluttered a hand. And I'm sort---well, there's sort of a boy? she flushed, looking away again, not sure how to quite explain what she and Ron had. Definitely not this Ron wouldn't have known what to do with her breasts if he even did get to touch them.
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RE Professorial Influence over Points darkestfateZprimal His touch got coarser as she reacted positively towards him. He caught her nipples between his fingers, tweaking them as she spoke. Gawain chuckled as her legs tensed against his sides and battered them away to stand between them. The pressure from his fingers increased as she turned her eyes to the side, For someone who prides herself on being a good student, you aren't too good at following instructions. But it did not matter, she may advert her eyes, but her body was laid out for him to claim. Sort of boy? Are you perhaps implying that he could possibly be something else? He chuckled lowly as he squeezed her again. From the way she was perched on the table, leaning back, it put a strain on her back and arms as she attempted to keep some semblance of remaining upright. That wouldn't last long, not for a wizarding apprentice, where intellect was more valued over muscle. His head dipped down, moving to latch against her nipples, leaving wet spots on her blouse. His hands which cupped her breasts, could feel her heart pounding from within her ribcage. His gaze turned up, looking into her brown eyes, taking the time to savour and imagine how it would be like when her breasts were bared to him eventually. Miss Granger, I want you to loosen your tie and undo the top buttons of your shirt. I think you would agree that would help you be more comfortable, no? Gawain lips clamped down, sucking on her nipple, wetting the fabric which separated them further. His lips moved lower, as did his hands, leaving her breasts and slid down to her belly. It was adorable how she shuddered and flinched under his touch and he found himself growing harder because of that. Now his hands reached under her stocking-clad knees, lifting her legs such that her feet were on the table. Do not move away. If you do, all points that we've discussed will be forfeit.A thumb smoothed down, from the valley her breasts, over her navel, over her skirt and against her panty clothed slit. Have you touched yourself here? The pad of his thumb made leisurely strokes against her mons, his breath hot against her inner thighs as he watched her with hawk-like gaze. Don't close your legs. His hand rested on her knee, prising it to the side before gripping her hips, pulling her such that she was at the edge of his desk. How about an extra ten points? I want you to grab your ankles and keep your legs apart for the remainder of our lesson. Your apprehension is to be expected, but this will help you from reacting instinctively.