Late Night (NSFW)

Anal with Meruclaw!

All was silent in the Ravenclaw common room, save for the *scritch scratch* of a quill against parchment. This late at night, the common room was empty apart from one student, illuminated only by the light of a slowly dying candle.

There were, in fact, two students in the common room that night. The other was passed out, sprawled on the couch. The figure sitting on the stool finished another paragraph of her essay, already three scrolls longer than the maximum length, and sat up, sighing.

Merula Snyde, number one student in her year, rubbed her eyes and sighed. She wasn't satisfied with the state of the essay. She wanted to talk about several more points, but she was running out of parchment. She spun around to the stretched out, sleeping figure on the couch and threw a scrunched-up piece of parchment that she had removed from the essay at him.

"Guh?" Anon jerked awake. "What the...?" Through bleary eyes, he looked around in confusion, before spotting Merula staring at him. "Oh, it's just you, Meru..." He yawned, stretching his stiff limbs. "Are you finally ready to go to bed?"

Merula simply regarded him with her usual emotionless gaze. "Go get me more parchment."

"Huh? You had like...ten rolls there. How the hell did you use them all?" Anon blinked in confusion.

Merula crossed her arms. "Just because your simple mind is satisfied with doing the bare minimum doesn't mean mine is. Now get up and go get me more parchment."

Anon grumbled but stood up regardless. He ambled over to his bag, rummaging around and looking for more rolls of parchment. "I only got a few points less than you on Snape's last essay, and I wrote like...a quarter of what you wrote." He located three more rolls, pulling them out and closing his bag once more. He headed back over to Merula, who looked at him coolly.

"I strive for perfection while you settle for mediocrity. Now give me those and let me work in peace." Anon handed her the parchment and she immediately spun back around in her chair, getting to work.

He watched her for a minute, hunched over the desk, writing away without a single intention of stopping. She'd been running herself ragged lately. With the NEWTs approaching, she had been staying up every single night, often until the sun started to peak out over the horizon. She looked terrible, with dark bags under her eyes and pale skin. Her eyeshadow had been replaced with actual sunken eyelids from the lack of sleep.

Anon was concerned that if she kept this up, she might collapse before the exams even started. As far as he was concerned, he could do plenty of revision before nightfall and pass the exams just fine. As far as Merula was concerned, on the other hand, unless she spent every waking minute revising, her failure was a certainty.

She needed to take a break.

A plan began to hatch within Anon's mind, and a devious smile crossed his face. Slowly, he tiptoed over to the focused girl, who didn't even notice his approach. He positioned himself behind her as she leaned over the desk, too focused on her writing to pay attention to her surroundings.

He slowly placed his hands on her shoulders, bringing his mouth next to her ear. "You need to relax..." He began to massage her shoulders, squeezing soothing motions into her back. To her credit, she barely moved, continuing to write at almost the same pace.

"Stop that, doggie. You're distracting me." Merula didn't look at him, but her writing looked just slightly shakier than it had before. Anon smirked, continuing his ministrations. After a few minutes, his hands began to roam. First, they began to move from her shoulders toward her front, and before long he had both of his arms wrapped around her, his head resting on her shoulder. "I don't need to relax, I need to finish this essay."

"You finished it about two scrolls back..." He murmured into her ear. "C'mon. Let me help you." She didn't stop writing, even as his hands began to creep up to her chest. Slowly, making sure she felt every second, he undid one of her shirt buttons and slid his hand inside, tracing his fingers around the sensitive skin. Her writing faltered for a second, and the hand she was steadying the parchment with clenched for a second. He continued to whisper into her ear while she tried to ignore him. "You're so adorable..." He looked down and saw that her leg had started bouncing up and down rapidly.

His hand continued to slide across Merula's chest, before running across a raised bit of flesh. The second his fingers touched it, Merula took in a sharp breath and her hand clenched a second time. He ran his finger across her nipples again, and her breath became unsteady. He planted a kiss on her neck and pinched her nipple, causing the hand she was attempting to write with to shake, sending a line of ink splattering across the parchment.

"Y-you messed up my work. If you cost me m-my number one spot, I will make you regret it." She tried to threaten him, but the efficacy was somewhat lost given her current state of flux.

"You could destroy about half of that essay and still get full marks, and you know it." Anon's other hand slid from its position on Merula's stomach, starting to trail downwards. Merula's breath sped up as she realised what he was planning, but she shook her head and continued writing, trying to push past it. Anon looked at her paper to see that she'd already rewritten all the work that had been splattered with ink. Realising her mind was still focused on her work, he redoubled his efforts.

His hand reached her skirt, and he paused for a moment. The bouncing of her leg started to increase in frequency. Very slowly, he pushed his fingers down, sliding his hand into her underwear. She let out a slight gasp as his fingers slid down her mound, followed by a barely suppressed moan as his fingers started to brush against her clit.

Anon pulled his head up slightly and very lightly nibbled her ear. "Someone's enjoying themselves..." He whispered into her ear as he felt how wet she was. She shivered, nearly dropping her quill. He pushed a finger inside her, feeling heat radiating out. His fingers felt like they were about to be crushed, given how tight Merula was. He slowly slid a second finger inside, causing her to squeal in pleasure.

"Y-you're in so much t-trouble!" Merula tried to speak, but her irregular breaths made it harder for her to stay composed. Anon began to slide his finger in and out, curling it ever so slightly to just brush against her G-spot. The effect was immediate, as her legs kicked out and she let out another moan.

Anon continued to pump his fingers in and out of her. After a few seconds, she dropped her quill, unable to keep her strength up as each pump sent pleasure washing through her. Her hands intermittently clenched and relaxed, and no matter how much she tried to suppress them, little moans kept escaping her mouth. Finally, her breath started to quicken, Anon's ministrations getting the better of her as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She came with a throaty moan, spraying fluids all over Anon's hand. Her mind went blank, all thoughts of exams and revision washed away by Anon's skilled fingers.

"...You..." Merula panted, trying to bring her normal emotionless expression back. Before she could do anything, however, she became acutely aware of a pressure against her back. "You degenerate." She tried to spin around but found Anon's arms holding her in place. He pulled her to her feet, before pushed her back down so that she was leaning on the table. "What do you think you're doing back there?"

Anon smirked, pulling his trousers down to free his painfully erect penis. He pulled Merula's skirt up and pushed her panties aside. "You're gonna love this..." He lined his member up with Merula's vagina, lightly prodding at the entrance, and he smiled when Merula let out a squeal.

"Hey! Bad doggie! I never said you could do that!" She snapped at him. He smiled even wider and instead lined himself up with his real target. He didn't waste time, knowing that despite the appearance she projected, she liked it rough. Without hesitating, he pushed his hard member into Merula's rear. "You fiend! You better no-" Merula's berating was immediately cut off. "O-oooohhhhh..." He began to thrust, pushing himself as deep as he could. Merula's composure fell apart as he continued, and soon enough she was all but collapsed on the table, her legs wobbling underneath her. "Ha...g-good boy..." She mumbled into the table.

After a few minutes, Anon pulled back out, ignoring Merula's complaints. He dragged her over to the couch and collapsed onto it, pulling Merula onto his lap. He lifted her up, thankful that she was so light, and quickly pushed himself back inside her. Her eyes soon became unfocused and glazed as he bounced her up and down. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, whispering into his ear. "G-good doggie...good boy...".

Finally, he found himself close to his limit. "M-Merula...I-I'm gonna-" He tried to lift her off him, but she pushed his hands off and sunk further, impaling herself even further on his manhood.

"Bad dog! Don't you dare!" Her words pushed him over the edge, and with a groan, he began to shoot his load deep inside her. Her eyes rolled up in the back of her head as she came again, letting out incomprehensible moans and noises.

Spent, Anon flopped down on the couch, dragging Merula down with him. She immediately settled against him, already fast asleep. He fumbled around for his wand, finding it between two couch cushions. Easing himself off Merula, he quickly cast a scourgify charm on the table, chair and couch, before finally casting it on himself and Merula. Soon enough, the two were clean. He located his trousers in a heap on the floor, pulling them back on and doing up Merula's shirt button once more. He briefly considered carrying her up to her dorm, before remembering that he would be forced back out if he tried to step foot inside. Shrugging, he deftly slid his way back onto the couch, wrapping his arms around Merula, who snuggled in closer. He pulled a nearby blanket over the two of them and before long, drifted off to sleep.


"Wake up, you Neanderthal!" Anon groaned, opening his eyes. Merula stood in front of him, her uniform perfect, with not a single hair out of place. "Breakfast is in 10 minutes, and I will not let you ruin my perfect attendance!"

"Huh?" Anon rubbed his eyes. "Merula, you know breakfast isn't part of your attendance, right?" He stumbled to his feet, getting a good look at the tiny girl in front of him. She looked better than she had in days. Her skin had returned to a normal colour, and the bags around her eyes were significantly less pronounced. She had even put eyeshadow on. "And how are you this fine morning?"

She crossed her arms and looked away. "...Just fine. Now hold my bag, and let's be on our way." He thought he saw a slight blush on her face, but when she looked back, he only saw the same expression she always had. She shoved her bag into his arms and turned, beginning to walk away. She had a slight spring in her step. Anon thought back to the events of last night, or rather, this morning, and smiled, shaking his head.

'She's going to be the death of me...' He thought to himself, hoisting both his and her bags over his shoulder as he jogged off to catch up to her.