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Chapter 6 by Cantalope Cantalope

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Give Parvati a Massage

The Indian witch followed Hermione with her gaze as she rose from her towel, eyes resting amusedly on the several inches of hard cock poking free of her bikini bottoms. She raised an eyebrow as the English witch straddled her, pushing her shoulders down so she once more laid face down on the towel.

"What are you doing?"

"Pretending to massage your back so I can cop a feel."

Parvati guffawed, then sighed as Hermione's hands set to work, "Harder. Harder... Mm..."

Leaning in close, she brought her lips to Parvati’s ear, "Promise you'll say that again tonight."

By way of responding, Parvati lifted her hips, grinding the mostly naked globes of her ass against Hermione's erection, “I could say it a lot louder right now if you want...”

Unbidden, Hermione’s hand leapt from Parvati’s back to strike her rump, awarding her a sharp yelp from her target even as she glared at her insubordinate palm, “Oh you are _randy _today!”

She smirked down at her girlfriend, as usual struggling to balance her sudden impulses with her reasoning mind. She felt like she was getting better at it... and then something like slapping her girlfriends arse would blindside her. Either way, Parvati was pleased but Hermione didn’t like being so out of control. Lately, thanks to her girlfriend, she’d found she was rather fond of being in control.

Not the thoughts to be having while out on school grounds, she chided herself. This was all... _very _arousing, but also very stupid. At the very least they would be in detention for who knows how long, at worst, there would be accurate rumors flying around about what they each had in their pants. Although, given the frequency of close calls, the fact they were both witches, the that they were fairly indiscreet regarding their relationship, anyone who cared to pay attention could probably put the pieces together themselves. Sometimes she wondered if the school had some kind of magical “anti-rumor” spell specifically for these kinds of things.

After a few moments of calming herself down with logical reasoning, Parvati went and ruined it by saying, “I wasn’t just being coy either, we... could do it out here... if you want to...”

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