Warning! This oneshot is targeted for those age 16+ due to adult content!

Note: the reader IS the Hogwarts Legacy mc

House: Slytherin

 The dorm room was finally set up with blankets and cushions Nerida had arranged earlier in the day, fire whiskey Imelda had gotten from Gareth and sweets Violet and I had purchased from Honeydukes in Hogsmeade. Tonight was going to be the perfect way to celebrate the end of our NEWTs, by having a girly sleepover in our dorm room.

Since I joined Hogwarts in fifth year I had become friends with many people and I thought it a shame they couldn't join us in our sleepover, but having it with just those I shared a dorm with felt more intimate. Plus there was always the end-of-school ball which was a way to let off steam with the rest of my friends from other houses, namely Poppy, Adelaide and Natty.

Not only had I become close friends with many people, but I had managed to get myself a boyfriend, and he was Ominis Gaunt. I had felt an attraction to him since the moment we were in the Scriptorium together with Sebastian, and from that point on I felt guilty about helping Sebastian through his dark magic phase. Ominis was of course right, and I wanted to keep him included in everything we were doing but Sebastian was adamant not to, and that was one of the many reasons things went wrong for the Sallows. I apologised endlessly to Ominis and finally in sixth year he forgave me. It was the beginning of our seventh year that I confessed my feelings to him, and we officially became a couple.

I was happier than I had ever felt when I was with Ominis. We'd often sneak away from company and kiss in quiet parts of the castle. He wasn't too keen on intimacy of any form in public so we only kissed in private. One thing I admittedly ached for however was to go all the way with him, but he was quite a traditional man and I suspected he was saving himself for marriage.

The reason behind my suspicions were that he'd stop our passionate kissing whenever we began to get carried away. Despite this being a small action, the feeling of rejection built up the more times he did it until I came to the conclusion he was saving himself. Whether that was going to be me or not I had to respect it, despite how desperate I was becoming. It was the traditional thing to do after all, and we lived in fairly traditional times.

"Anyone need a top-up?" Imelda asked, shaking the bottle of whiskey.

"Yeah, absolutely," I said, holding out my glass to her. She poured a bit more than the normal amount for a glass of whiskey but I didn't doubt that we were all going to get drunk anyway so I didn't mind so much, I just made a mental note to take it slow.

"So (y/n), there's something I've been wanting to ask you," Imelda said in a troublesome tone and I was worried when she glanced between Nerida and Violet, the two of them smirking as well. "What's it like with Gaunt?"

"What's what like?"

"Er, sex," she said plainly and I spat out the whiskey I had just taken a drink of. My cheeks heated up incredibly fast but my reaction didn't stop her from talking. "I mean he's blind so does he know where to touch? Do you have to direct him? Is he good?"

"I-Imelda!" I shouted, getting more and more embarrassed.

"C'mon (y/n), we're intrigued," Violet said and I was surprised that the two girls were siding with Imelda's vulgar conversation.

"I-I- I'm not going to tell you something so personal," I tried to say but they were adamant.

"How big is he?"

"Is he rough or calm?"

"Where do you do it? Do you have a secret place in the castle?"

"Stop!" I cried out, burying my head in my hands. "S-stop- I- we... haven't..."

"You two haven't had sex yet?" Imelda asked, a tone of pure judgement in her voice. I refused to look any of them in the eye but nodded.

"Oh... sorry, we didn't know," Nerida said.

"It's not like I don't want to! I do- it's just... I think he's saving himself," I muttered and Imelda laughed.

"No boy ever 'saves themselves'. He definitely wants it," she said plainly and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"He doesn't. Not yet," I said firmly, standing by my boyfriends wishes.

"Maybe he's just not as attracted to you as you think," she scoffed, taking another swig of fire whiskey whilst I felt a stabbing pain in my heart.

"Imelda!" Violet hissed.

"What?" She rolled her eyes apparently not knowing she had stepped out of line.

"(y/n) Ominis loves you, don't doubt yourself. Imelda didn't mean that, did you?" Nerida comforted me before scowling at Imelda who sighed dramatically.

"Fine," she drew out the word. "No, I didn't mean it. I'm sure he wants to ravish you," she added, there being a sense of boredom about her.

"I know Ominis loves me," I said confidently.

"He does, it's pretty obvious," Violet pointed out. "And if he's saving himself for marriage then I don't think it's surprising. He seems the type," she added and Nerida nodded in agreement. The evening carried on but Imelda's words haunted the back of my mind. Was he really not attracted to me, and was that the reason he was holding back sexually?

- The Next Day -

Despite having quite the hangover I still managed to get down to breakfast in time, knowing I needed to stay well fed and hydrated. I trudged through the castles corridors towards the Great Hall, hoping that I'd at least be able to eat something. I headed straight over to the Slytherin table and plonked down right next to my boyfriend, whom I apparently made jump. I leaned against him, my head resting in his shoulder and he chuckled. "Are you okay?"

"No," I mumbled against him and he patted my head.

"Have something to eat, that will make you feel better," he said and I did as I was told, piling my plate with a few bits. Out of the girls in the dorm it was only Imelda who was also here for breakfast, as I saw her further down the table snickering away about something. Her words last night came back to me, so I looked up at my boyfriend longingly but he had a soft smile on his face as I leant against him. The doubt I was feeling about his attraction towards me was slowly leaving as I sat comfortably with the man I loved.

As the day went on I found myself beginning to feel better thanks to the long walk Ominis took me on outside in the grounds of the school. The fresh air did me good, as did laying on the soft sofas I had in the Room of Requirement. I found the ones in the Slytherin common room a little too firm, so I conjured myself some much cushier ones in the Room of Requirement and found myself taking an afternoon nap before long. It was quite nice and peaceful, especially as Deek had gone back to his kitchen duties, and I loved Ominis with all my heart but having some time alone was calming.

What was supposed to just be an afternoon nap turned into an evening nap, as I didn't awake until 19:00. My stomach gurgled as it was empty, me not having eaten anything since breakfast so I rushed down to the Great Hall, eager to eat. Ominis sat with an empty seat next to him which I made a bee-line for, and when I greeted him with a peck on the cheek he turned bright red. "Ominis?"

"H-hello," he muttered, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Are you alright?" I asked, pressing my hand against his forehead and he pulled away quickly. Around me I heard sniggers so I looks to see a number of people looking our way, some whispering between themselves. "What?"

"I can't believe you two have never had sex!" Grace suddenly exclaimed and everyone around us began to laugh. Ominis stood straight up and walked swiftly out of the hall leaving all of his food behind. My heart broke as the laughs and the jeers around me continued, Imelda looking incredibly smug. Anger and embarrassment filled my body and I felt like hexing her, but I had something more important to do.

I immediately leapt up from the Slytherin bench and went after my boyfriend who was surprisingly quick despite not being able to see. "Ominis!" I called out, managing to catch him by the tall house hourglasses. He froze but didn't turn to face me. "Um- about back there... what happened..." I wasn't really sure what I was going to say without sounding incredibly crude. "I'm sorry I didn't intend for everyone to find out-,"

"Why were you even discussing such personal matters that should be between us with other people?" He asked angrily.

"I'm sorry, it was just a drunken game we were playing last night, I didn't expect Imelda to tell everyone! But... you know it's not a big deal... that we haven't reached that part of being a couple yet... it's a big step..." I muttered, my voice trailing off. Ominis remained silent with his back turned to me, this heightening my worry. "A lot of couples don't do it- I mean have- y'know- I don't want you to feel forced or anything and I'm okay without it so if you don't want to then it's okay-,"

"I do want to," he mumbled, slowly turning around.

"Pardon?"

"I do want to (y/n). It's just- well a number of things really. I wasn't sure whether waiting would be the best idea. I mean what if you were to get pregnant? We come from families whom are both in high society, it wouldn't be good for you to get pregnant before marriage... and even if you didn't get pregnant, what if we're still too young?"

"Ominis we're eighteen years old," I pointed out and he sighed.

"I know... I just did not want to rush you in case you weren't ready," he whispered, blushing adorably. I couldn't help but hug him, burying my head in his chest.

"I love you Ominis," I whispered and he held me back tightly.

"I love you too (y/n)."

"If you want to wait for marriage that's fine with me... but if you want to do it before... that's also fine with me," I said carefully, my body slightly rigid as I awaited his answer.

"Yes-," he coughed to deepen his voice, "yes I would like that," he finished and I smiled against his chest. I looked up at him and gently cupped his cheek, bringing him in for a quick kiss. I knew he wasn't one for much PDA but he happily reciprocated, taking it farther. "I've got some time now," he whispered and I smiled against his lips.

We went back to the Slytherin common room as quickly as we could, him taking me up to his dorm room which was thankfully empty although judging by the determination of Ominis he would've kicked out anyone inside. Our arms were around each other tightly as our lips were in a fierce battle, neither of us having realised just how hungry the other was. We fell onto his bed, him on top of me and suddenly everything seemed so real. This was about to happen.

The realisation caused us both to pause for a moment, silent in each others presence. "Ominis... are you sure?" I asked carefully.

"Yes I am... are you?" He asked.

"Yes," I replied, my voice barely a whisper. His lips turned up into a small smile and I wrapped my arms back around his neck, us both adjusting so he was laid comfortably on top of me in his bed. Our lips interlocked once more, this kiss being much slower and more love-filled. I dared to wrap a leg around his waist to pull his body right up against him, him moving so he was on his elbows over me. I noticed he was nervous when he pulled away from my lips and gulped, but he persevered and moved to press his lips against my neck.

I couldn't stop a moan emitting from my mouth at the feeling, as despite it being such a simple move it felt as though my body was on fire. It was difficult for him to lower his lips however as we still had our uniforms on. "Can I take this off?" He whispered politely.

"You may," I whispered back and we sat up, him reaching out carefully and feeling his way to my tie, pulling it off of my neck. He then traced his fingers down the buttons of my shirt, undoing them one by one and revealing more of my skin. When his fingertips brushed against my bra he blushed but carried on until he reached my skirt. He untucked my shirt and pulled it off of my body completely. He hesitantly held his hand out so I took ahold of him and directed his touch to my chest, allowing him to feel my body from there.

His cheeks burned red as his fingers explored my torso, lingering a little on the fabric of my bra. I noticed a tent begin to form in his trousers and I bit my lip in anticipation, my core heating up. I moved closer to him and reached out to undo his shirt as well, us both breathing heavily when we were finally both topless.

Ominis gently laid me back down on the bed, cupping my cheek, his eye line slightly off-centre like it always was. We leaned in and pressed our lips against each others, our hands roaming each others bodies. We were getting hungrier and hungrier but we tried to keep control, my hands slowly going down to his belt and unbuckling it, then unfastening his trousers. I could see his erection pressing against his boxers making me gulp in anticipation, but attention was soon brought to me as he pressed his lips against my chest.

I didn't expect my boyfriend to be so forward but he began to kiss further and further down my body, his fingertips brushing against my skin sending pleasure shooting around my body. It was hard not to feel excited by the way he was touching me, and my imagination ran wild at the thought of what was to come. "Are you sure?" He whispered with slight uncertainty but I cupped his cheek in reassurance.

"I'm sure," I whispered. He lifted up my skirt so that it was ruffled around my waist, his fingertips fiddling for the end of my stockings and pulling them down my legs, throwing them to the floor to join our shirts. My heart was racing a million miles per hour as true intimacy began, his touch against my womanhood making me moan unwillingly. I found myself clasping my hands over my mouth as he continued his movements. My body twitched as he pressed against my clit and I had to bite my lip as he pushed a finger into me. "O-Ominis-,"

"Are you okay?" He asked nervously.

"Y-yes- yes it's- agh," I moaned, lulling my head back as I let out heavy breaths.

"Can I... go in?" He mumbled timidly.

"Please," I whined, wanting to feel more than just his fingers. I helped him line himself up with my entrance and wrapped my legs around his waist to guide him in. It was an incredible feeling, one that made me gasp and cling onto my boyfriend as though my life depended on it. He grunted above me, his arms holding him up either side of my head.

"Ah, (y/n)," he breathed, having sheathed himself all the way inside. I nodded against his neck wanting him to start moving, and this was the consent he needed to start his hips. We felt as though we were on fire as he moved, getting more and more reckless with each thrust. I could barely keep my voice to myself as I clung onto him desperately, wanting more and more.

I moaned his name on repeat as he slammed into me repeatedly, the sound of skin slapping reverberating around the room. The headboard banged against the wall most likely leaving marks but right now we were simply focussed on each other, and giving each other immense pleasure. Hearing him moan my name in my ear made me feel even better, as I felt myself getting closer and closer to my release. I knew sex was meant to feel good, but I didn't realise just how good it was supposed to be.

I dug my fingernails into his back, burying my head into his neck and moaning his name repeatedly, unable to say anything else. He was all I was feeling and thinking, and I could barely contain myself. "This feels good- ngh, you feel good," he mumbled, slamming even harder into me. I wasn't sure quite how far he was going but his member felt like it was reaching very deep.

Sweat dripped form our brows as we both announced that we were close. "N-not inside Ominis, I can't get pregnant," I breathed, my voice only just being audible. He muttered an agreement, slamming into me a few more times. His member brushed against my g-spot until finally I let go, releasing all over his pelvis. My back arched and my body twitched at the incredible sensation, knowing that I was now going to be utterly addicted to him.

"(y/n)- (y/n), agh- ngh," he pulled out just in time to squirt his release over my stomach, thankfully avoiding the skirt I was still wearing. He knelt over me panting heavily, his member softening as we both calmed down from the highs we had just experienced for the first time in our lives. "Are you okay?" He asked quickly and I smiled at my boyfriends doting behaviour.

"Yes I am," I breathed. "Are you?"

"Definitely," he said and we both chuckled. I grabbed a few tissues from the bedside table and wiped my stomach free from his cum, feeling both elated and satisfied as we settled down under the duvet together, cuddling tightly and not caring about the fact we were still naked.