A Cure

You walked into the shower, hoping that the coldness of the water would ease your being uncomfortable. Poppy Pomfrey hadn't lied. These hot flashes were there basically all the time now, and your urges were taking the better of you. You really hoped that one morning in the Great Hall upon asking her yet again if she had already discovered something more, she would actually be saying yes instead of the usual headshake that now already came even before you could open your mouth to ask anything at all. It had been four days since she surmised you were going into heat, and you hadn't gotten your head wrapped around it still. You just accepted it to be true.

Your cold shower didn't solve anything. Frustrated, you eventually turned off the jet of water and left the shower cabin, casting an easy drying and cooling charm – not that it would help for long – and reaching for your thin satin robe. You couldn't bother with anything more. You were hot enough already, and if you really would have dared, you wouldn't even have bothered with the robe either. Your pupils rarely caused issues on Friday evenings. It had already gotten warm enough for them to waste away the afternoons at the lake or elsewhere on the domain, leaving the confines of the huge building. You were quite convinced that night would be a quiet one. You had already done all your grading during your free period that morning, and thus you lazily wandered over to your bookcase, letting your eyes slide over the titles, before settling on a book from your youth that you hadn't read in later decades. Taking the book to the couch, you sat down on it and began reading.

Having read the book before and being a naturally fast reader, you were halfway through soon enough. That's where you stopped. The mere thought of getting ravished like the main character in the book left you hot and bothered, and you thought had you not shut the book after having put a small bookmark between the pages and put it away then, you might have burned up. The cooling charm had long lost its effect, and you knew casting another one would be of no use.

You took the book from your table again and began wafting it at your face for cool air as you spread your thighs a little so that they didn't touch anymore. Taking a few deep breaths, you put the book aside yet again and clasped your hands over your face in despair. What were you going to do? You lowered your hands in your lap and took a few deep breaths once again, letting your eyes fall shut as you let your head loll against the couch and settled better in it, unconsciously spreading you legs wider.

You let one hand wander down between your spread thighs, the robe you wore having parted just enough to give yourself access to your sex. You gasped while letting your own fingertips stroke over your folds, letting your middle finger slip in between and sliding up from your opening to your clit, settling on rubbing it. You had never touched yourself like this before, but you did it as if you had been doing it for many years. You found what you enjoyed best soon and increased the pace, rubbing yourself... hard... and fast.

You were so focused on caressing yourself that you didn't hear the Matron call your name upon exiting the Floo. You didn't hear her enter your office further. You were unaware of her coming through to your personal living room when she didn't find you in your office and her walking over to the couch. She stopped, swallowing hard as she found you panting as your fingertips danced up and down your clit energetically while you satisfied yourself. Strands of hair had come free from the bun you usually wore at day and framed your face. Your eyes were tightly shut. Your nostrils were flared, as you caught your breath. Your lower lip was caught between your teeth as you tried to refrain from screaming aloud in delight and frustration. There was a twinge of frustration as well. You wanted to find release now... She remained watching you in silence, unable to rip her gaze away from you and leave. She had never seen such an arousing sight.

Her breaths came faster together with yours as you climbed higher to your orgasm, and when you quite unexpectedly reached it, you released a high pitched cry and let your hand become motionless against your sex. As your breaths slowly evened again, you let your eyes flutter open. It, however, took a few heartbeats until you realized that there was a visitor. You jolted upright on the couch, both hands immediately reaching for the edges of your robes, pulling them together again as you rose to your feet. A blush came up on your cheeks as you looked at her and tried to regain your speech. "P-Poppy..."

"Minerva... I uhm..." she began, totally having forgotten about the reason for her visit. "I should..." she mustered, turning to leave the living room. She just reached the doorway to the office when she heard your voice behind her again. It lacked its usual firmness.

"How long have you...?" you began, unable to finish it.

Poppy swallowed before deciding she maybe owed you a response. She replied in a weak tone without turning back to you. "A while."

"Oh Merlin..." you whispered, sinking down on the couch again as you clasped a hand over your mouth at having been found in such a compromising situation. You suppressed the need to run from the living room and wrap yourself in the heaviest robes you could possibly find in your wardrobe.

Poppy turned to you again at last, her cheeks tinged pink. "I'm sorry," she whispered, even though she didn't really feel so sorry after having seen the usually stern and hot-tempered Minerva lying there entirely surrendered to passion. It had been the hottest thing she had ever seen. She would never look at you the same again. She finally released a long, shaky breath, and even to your very own surprise, you smiled.

"It seems like you're a little... tense, Poppy," you whispered, rather amused at how her having run in on your first masturbation session had left her seemingly hot and bothered.

Poppy suppressed the need to reply. 'You have absolutely no idea.'

The thought that you could leave someone like that with just the sight of you while touching yourself actually made you feel even more aroused. After Eric, your self-esteem had been seriously damaged, but right then with the evidence of what you could do to someone else and a woman on top made it flare again momentarily, increasing in strength every passing minute as you saw Poppy get seemingly more comfortable as you rose off the couch again and walked over to her slowly. There was no mistaking the feelings that were coursing through the Healer's younger body. She showed the very same manifestations you had had for the past days in increasing intensity.

"Did you enjoy what you saw?" you whispered in her ear before kissing her shoulder once and looking her in the eye. You still don't know whether you would have done the same had you not been in heat. You smelled her arousal with your developed senses through her attire. Her pupils were massive as she looked at you and swallowed loud, not knowing where you were going with the conversation. "Did it make you want to be closer to me and want to touch me?" you questioned, watching her eyes become wider before she sighed and slowly nodded.

You slowly reached for the hand at her side and lifted it to your robe clad bosom, encouraging her to touch you. When she just continued gazing at you – even though you could clearly see how much harder she was fighting against whatever urges she had – you decided to take it even a step further and shifted her hand below the fabric of your robe, allowing her to touch your bare skin. Her hand momentarily tightened, your hard nipple drilling into her palm. You both gasped and momentarily closed your eyes. Both your eyes and hers opened within a second of each other. Teal green and hazel connected with each other only for one more second as lips found each other in a needy, passionate kiss. You staggered backward in the direction of the bedroom, your hands coming to rest onto her bottom, pulling her with you. Your lips never left Poppy's. Lips slid over each other until she finally gave you access, and your tongues finally found each other for the first time.

Before you fully realized it, you had made it to the bedroom door with her, pulling her through and kicking the door closed behind you with your foot. The kiss became more needy as you pushed her down on the bed and didn't hesitate before climbing atop of her, straddling her. Words weren't necessary as your lips moved on to the side of her throat, and she helped you from your robes eagerly and dropped them carelessly on the side of the bed.

You allowed her to roll you both over so that she lay in the cradle of your thighs. An easily cast wandless and wordless spell eventually left her naked, too. She searched for your mouth again as you willingly opened your legs further to feel her hot, wet flesh against yours, and your hands landed on her behind, tightening painfully, encouraging the Healer to move against you. She understood what you wanted and moved against you as if she were a man as her hands ran up and down your sides. Her weight was fully on you, and you felt your boobs uncomfortably squeeze together as she moved against you. At the same time this was one of the hottest things you had ever felt. Your legs came up to wrap around her waist, pulling her even closer. "Ah... Uh..."

She panted your name, and your skin tingled, beginning from your ear and spreading over the rest of your being. It left telltale gooseflesh in its wake. You needed more then. You rolled over landing atop of her. She looked up at you breathlessly, her hands sliding up to cup your bosom, her one thumb encircling one nipple and her other running over the other hard. You sucked in a breath and bit your lower lip to keep yourself from crying aloud in delight, pushing your pussy against hers in response. "Oh..."

A grin spread across your face as you registered her voice and saw her eyes close with delight as well. Your hands covered hers over your bosom and squeezed them once, twice... before pinning them above her head in one swift motion. Teal green eyes connected with hazel again. Hazel showed no fear and only ultimate trust as you settled back, and invisible bonds wrapped around her wrists and held them tightly above her head. You continued supporting yourself with one hand as the other cupped her left breast, and you began rubbing it with your full hand slowly, your fingers spreading until her nipple poked through between your forefinger and middle finger, and you squeezed them together. "Oh! Min... erva..."

You began pounding against her hard, the feel of her warm, hot wetness against yours creating a therefore unknown delicious feeling. "Oh fuck... yes, yes..." you managed as you leaned back on your arms, having put them firmly on each side of Poppy's knees and changing the angle of your thrusts with it. Your pace increased incrementally as you felt another orgasm building in the pit of your tummy, taking her with you. "Ah... Uh, uh..." And then you both reached culmination within seconds of each other, and you pushed a few more times very slowly as you rode your wave of orgasm before collapsing when any and all movement became too sensitive. The sweat that had formed on both your bodies in the run to your earth-shattering orgasm glued you together as you both recovered, your head resting on her bosom.

You were unaware of her bonds dissolving and her being able to move her hands freely again, stretching them a little before cradling you against her. She tenderly rolled over until she lay on her side facing you. She twirled a lock of ebony hair around her forefinger like a school girl. The picture would have been full had it been her own hair and not yours and had there been a chewing gum in her mouth. It would have been even more so with her wearing... That's where you stopped yourself. You had had two orgasms in less than an hour, of which the last one had been a few minutes earlier only, and still you were not sated, and the thought of the younger woman beside you in school attire made you even wetter than you were.

You smiled at her, and she smiled back as nervously. Here you both were then: she halfway in her twenties and you just over thirty, she the school's nurse and you the Transfiguration professor. You knew how you had both gotten there, but it still seemed surreal as you watched each other in afterglow. The flush between the other woman's bosom had not entirely disappeared yet. She leaned in to kiss you, and you gave in eagerly, opening up at once to let her tongue slide between your lips finding yours. You whimpered in her mouth as your eyes closed in delight, and then she was gone. Just before you could open your eyes, her lips descended on your neck again, trailing further down over the inner side of your bosom and toward your navel. Her kisses were soft and careful, as if she were nearly afraid of touching you.

Her tongue dipped into your navel, and you arched toward her, wanting her to go further south. Eric had been the only one you had ever been with. He had been sweet and kind, but your sex life had always been rather monotone. He would never have considered making love to you like that.

You whimpered again in frustration as Poppy, instead of moving further south, moved her lips to your hipbone and then surprisingly rolled on her back again, taking you with her until you came to straddle her face. You leant on your arms as you looked down at her. Was she being serious?

Seemingly she was because she slowly ran her flat tongue from your opening up to your clit, licking away your juices and hers a couple of times before settling on your clit, nipping it. You threw your head back in delight as she gave the erect nub a few fast flicks with her tongue. "Oh... Ah! Ah! Please... Poppy..."

You didn't actually know what you were begging for until she allowed her middle finger to slide inside you, and in a natural reaction, you clamped down on it hard. "Oh... Fuck me..." you breathed, and people might have considered it strange to hear the normally so reserved Deputy Headmistress speak like that, but you were a human being as well with the same feelings as others and the same desires... "Ahh!"

You began bucking your hips against her as a second finger joined the first, and she began thrusting them to and fro, her mouth easily finding and surrounding your clit and sucking hard while still flicking against it with her tongue. Soon enough she could no longer keep up with the pace you wanted, and she became still, opening her mouth and letting you use it to your will. Her fingers remained inside you, and you contracted around them each time you rubbed your clit forcefully against her soft, wet lips. Soon enough you had reached the edge of sanity again, your whole body first becoming entirely still for a second or two, then shuddering and your mouth opening in a soundless cry of joy. Stars danced beneath your closed eyelids, and you felt as if you were... soaring.

Then you shakily moved off her, rolling on your back beside her. You sought her hand with yours and held onto it tightly before leaning over and pecking her lips twice then laying back. You didn't have enough air for more. You held her hand a little tighter. "Poppy?" you asked when you finally thought that you could speak again. "Why did you come over to begin with?"

"Oh..." she said, turning aside her head and finding a pair of teal green eyes looking at her. "I wanted to see how you were." She never mentioned the possible solution she had come across for your little issue. You had found a more effective one together already, hadn't you?