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After painfully climbing the staircase to Professor Fig’s office, I opened the door and limped in, still dressed in the same black satin dress and matching robe that hung at my elbows like a shrug.
Professor Fig and Aesop were waiting along with the Alex.
“How was the date with Black?” Alex teased.
“How about you eat shit?” I fired back.
“Now, now. The madame here had been immensely helpful in her role for this trial. Merlin knows it must’ve required a lot of strength and patience to sit so long in the presence of Black…” Professor Fig said pleasantly.
Aesop willed himself to not look down at my tits.
“I take it that the third trial was a success?”
“It was! Unfortunately, we will have to wait for the location of the final trial,” Professor Fig answered with a hint of annoyance.
“Of course we do,” I huffed. “I supposed I can just continue to raid goblin camps to disrupt their efforts while we wait for those dramatic portraits to make up their minds whether or not they would rather the repository end up in the hands of wizards or wizard-hating goblins.”
“I suppose if you had to explain it to them that way…” Professor Fig began, “but there are also dark wizards that can also disguise themselves as someone with good intentions.”
“And that is something we can explain to the goblins: they’re upset because we don’t like them? Big deal, we don’t even like each other!”
That incited chuckles all around the room. Except for one.
“Just because you had been lucky thus far breaking down the goblin camps, does not mean you won’t fail in your future attempts,” Aesop cuts in. “And with them getting closer to their goal, they can only become more aggressive.”
“I have been doing it fairly easily and that’s including the poachers. Thank you very much!” I countered.
“All the more reason to have more caution with the Ashwinders involvement since Victor Rookwood is actively seeking you out!” Aesop’s voice raised.
“All the better to distract him from the repository!” I yelled back. “I am fully capable of serving them their own arse!”
“I am aware you are capable, but things can go wrong at any time and what good would it be for us if something did happen to you and no one’s there to aid you!? Do you have no self-preservation!?” Aesop argued as he stepped closer to me.
“Then sacrifices are made all the time for the greater good! This crew here are perfectly capable of moving forward with the plan with or without me. And, no, I don’t!” I yelled back and closed in as well, ready to throw hands.
“You absolutely infuriating wo- ”
“Ah-hem,” Professor Fig coughed to remind Aesop and I that there were other people besides us two in the room.
With a huff, Aesop and I backed away from each other.
“As we were discussing, we will wait for the next trial. I will send an owl when I get confirmation when it is decided by the Keeper,” Professor Fig said to the room before turning to Aesop and I. “And you two can discuss your concerns to each other in private.”
“Fine. We will.”
“As needed.”
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Aesop and I found ourselves on his bed, clothes on with the skirt of my dress hiked up and his fly open.
Aesop was thrusting forcefully like he hated my cervix and I was screaming at every contact it made.
“Ah! Fuck!” I screamed as I clawed at his clothed sides.
“Fucking. Infuriating. Woman!” Aesop thrusted with every word. Growling and grunting as he painfully gripped my shoulders to pull me down to meet every angry thrust.
My body rocked back and forth on the bed, the iron frame creaked beneath it.
“Oh! Oh, god!”
“Why. Won’t. You. Ever… Listen!? It’s. For. Your. OwN! Good!” Aesop continued aggressively, grunting between words.
“Fuck you! I am — Fuck! Oh, my gOD! — strONger than you know! Ooh…” I growled, gasps in between.
His powerful thrusts was hurting so good. He shouldn’t have been able to fit his entire length but was able to force my body to conform for him.
“Ah! Ah! AH!!”
“Hnggg!” Aesop pulled out and sent squirts of his cum all over me — my dress, my chest, and my chin had been the overall casualty.
I laid there, legs still spread, panting. My hole still secreting its own fluid, I could feel the oozing.
“Fuck… you…” I gasped.
“Likewise,” Aesop replied in the same manner before collapsing onto his back next to me.