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braveclementine · 5 months

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Bonus 4- Firenze x Elizabeth Kane

Tags: 18+ readers only, Centaur sex?, no foreplay, slight praise, slight breeding kink, angsty, fluffy-ish

Note: Elizabeth Kane is a character from my Harry Potter series. First book is Elizabeth Kane and the Sorcerer's Stone. So this is an OC character so there may be some minor spoilers, but I'm going to do my best not to spoil anything :)

Copyright: I do not own Firenze or any other Harry Potter/Wizarding World characters. However, I fully own Elizabeth Kane and there should be no using her name at all without permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

I finished pressing the flower into my journal, carefully sealing the paper over it. I closed my journal, before putting it into my bag with my other naturey outdoor things. I also picked up my jar of nuts that I had found while walking, screwing the lid back on tightly, sliding it back into my bag.

I slid my bag onto my shoulder, going to find the clearing to watch the purple sunset flowers bloom as the sun went down. They were beautiful, obviously purple, flowers that would open up when the sun started to set. They would glow brighter and brighter until the moon came out, lighting up the entire clearing with their luminescent light.

I slowed as I reached the clearing, a grin going over my face, "Firenze!"

The tall, gorgeous centaur turned, his normally passive face looking agitated. I frowned a little. "Firenze, are you alright?"

"Ah, Elizabeth Kane." Firenze said, his hoof pawing the ground. It wasn't just my imagination, he was definitely agitated about something. "You should leave the forest quickly."

"Why? What happened?" I hurried over to him, looking up at him. He didn't look hurt, nor did I see or hear anything that could be causing any trouble. "Firenze?"

He took a deep breath and said, "Elizabeth Kane, I am in- ah- breeding season. And you. . . well you are. . . what I mean is that you are. . . appealing to me. And you need to go before I do something I will regret."

For some reason, his words made my heart do flips inside my chest. The way his sapphire blue eyes were looking at me, hungry and full of desire, sent something unfamiliar straight to my core.

"To beautiful." Firenze murmured, capturing a lock of my red-brown hair between his fingers. My heart was beating heavier in my chest. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay. I took a step closer to him now, which made him inhale sharply again.

I wasn't sure why I did it. Maybe madness or maybe it was the same desire that he was feeling. But I reached out, putting my hand against his chest. He was hard and firm, perfectly fit and slim.

"Elizabeth~" It was the first time I had ever heard his voice shake. He sounded weak almost, and desperate. I could feel his heart, beating heavily in his chest. His long palomino white hair flowed as a light breeze swept through the clearing. The first of the flowers started to open just a little as the sun started to dip down, lower into the sky.

"Firenze. . ." I whispered, wanting to offer my help. Two things were dividing me. One, the fact that I was sure Bane and the other Centaurs would not be happy if they found out about Firenze rutting me, even if it was because it was breeding season and he couldn't control himself. I was partially afraid of what they would do to him.

And secondly. . . well it wasn't exactly like I had ever had sex before. And well. . . Firenze was not exactly small. In fact, I granted that he was probably bigger than most men, since he was part horse.

Was he human enough that this was okay? Did it matter if he was part human at all?

But every single thought when away, when his arms swept me up, our lips crashing together. His arms, strong around me, holding me up off the ground. His lips, which tasted like sweet berries and his tongue tasted like nectar as it delved into my mouth, searching me out.

We pulled apart, his eyes glazed and burning. He had put me down again, pacing a little once more. "Elizabeth. . . I can only give you one last chance. If you stay I will not be able to stop myself."

My eyes were slightly drawn to his large appendage, dangling lower than usual. I had been friends with Firenze for years, since my first year at Hogwarts. I hung out with him more than I probably did my own brother. And it had never bothered or caught my attention before.

But now, my eyes traced the dark veins, from the tip of his length all the way to the large balls that sat in the back. I swallowed hard, looking back up into Firenze's eyes. He had paced off a little distance, looking like he wanted to bolt, but also couldn't. Like a magnet was holding him to this clearing.

"I want to stay." I whispered, putting my bag down in the grass. I undid my Hufflepuff robes, letting them flutter down, while I discarded my shoes and socks. Firenze let out a horsey huff, pacing forwards now, towards me. "Firenze-"

Saying his name seemed to make him snap. My back was pressed against the tree behind me, bark crackling against my shirt. His head dipped down, kissing me deeply once more, this time more possessive than before.

His white blond hair fell down his shoulders, brushing against my cheeks. My hands slid up his shoulders, shaking with nerves, before I slid them into his hair, something I had always wanted to do. The locks were silky and smooth, like silk. He groaned as I pulled at it, one of his legs moving between mine, his knee pressed against my private regions.

I whimpered, having never felt the pleasure that one simple action brought. I both wanted to move away from it, and also grind down, create more pleasure.

I didn't get a chance to do either.

Firenze knelt to the forest floor, making me go with him, our lips still locked with each others. I had kissed a few boys, but never like this. His tongue was hot and heavy, and it felt strange in my mouth. But there was something equally pleasant to the strangeness, my tongue clashing with his before I gave in.

My hands were on his face now, his skin smooth and soft. I had always wondered what it would be like, to touch him, and now my wishes were being fulfilled.

His breath sounded heavy in my ears and as my hands ran over his chest again, his skin was growing steadily warmer, his heart beating faster in his chest.

I found myself flat on my back, his hands trapping me against the Earth. His body was positioned over mine, his lips hovering inches above mine. His long hair tickled my cheek and I closed my eyes as he thrusted into me once.

I gasped, which was quickly muffled by a kiss, as pain filled my core. I could feel myself clenching around his length, my body trying to shift underneath him. My body felt like it was shaking as he pulled out, thrusting back in. I stifled my noises of pain against his lips, before he pulled away and whispered, "Sorry" against my ear.

He did not stop though, and I did not fault him in this pain. He had warned me that he could no longer control myself. He had given me chances to run, to go. I had not taken them.

But then, there was a slight change. The ache in my nether regions became something entirely different as he sped up, tiny grunts and neighs leaving his mouth as he fucked into me. My walls seemed to be contracting rather pleasantly around his large length. Waves of pleasure started to caress my body, rolling over me bit by bit.

"Firenze." I gasped out, my eyes searching for his blue ones. They were dark and needy, primal with his lust. His hands continued to roam across my body, his lips kissing every inch of skin that he could reach.

"You are beautiful." He whispered suddenly, his breath fanning against the hollow of my throat. I sucked in air, feeling the way that his whispers tickled my skin. I nearly giggled, but instead let out a soft moan that made Firenze groan. "You sound so sweet."

His hands moved up my hips. His hooves planted into the ground, changing the position so that he had an easier time maneuvering himself. I gasped, my fingers digging into the fair, unmarked skin of his shoulders.

"F-Firenze~" I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. I could not keep my head up any longer to look at him, letting it thump softly against the forest ground. My back arched as I felt the apex of pleasure, before it crashed down. It felt like a coil of white fire, spreading across my skin. My toes were curled so tightly that it was painful and I had to flex them to get rid of the cramp. My skin felt hot, matching the temperature of Firenzes'.

"Elizabeth." Firenze growled deeply. I could feel the vibrations of his words through his chest. Spoken passionately, deeply. One of his hands threaded into my long locks as his hips thrusted even faster. He pulled at my hair, which was painful for only a few seconds before I leaned into the pain, realizing I could use it to even out the overwhelming pleasure I felt as Firenze started to go faster than he already had been.

I let out a sigh of content as the pleasure swelled again. . . and again. The white fire returned, shooting through my body twice, then three times, then a fourth. My body started to feel fuzzy, like I was feeling faint. It felt as though I would have an out of body experience.

I wanted more.

"You will take this." Firenze suddenly whispered into my ear. His normally light blue eyes were now navy blue, nearly black with his lust and heat. We were both hot, and sweaty and his heart raced twice as fast as mine. "You will take this and you will bear my seed."

His words did not hit me right away until I felt him filling me up with something I had never felt before. I gasped as he finally stopped moving, before gently pulling out of me. He breathed heavily for a moment, before staggering to his hooves, looking down at me.

His eyes were slowly returning back to their sapphire blue and he went silent and still.

"Firenze?" I asked softly, trying to sit up, before wincing, finding that I was very sore indeed.

"Elizabeth Kane." Firenze murmured, kneeling once more, this time beside me. "I have hurt you."

I looked into his face, seeing the genuine concern.

"No." I whispered. "It was. . . magical Firenze. I. . . I really enjoyed it."

I did not voice aloud that I wanted to do it again. That I wanted to stay in the forest with him and live a magical life. It was as though a future had been opened up to me. . . in a cottage somehow, by a stream, with kids-

I was going to bear his kids.

Oh shit.

Dad was going to kill me.

"I must get you up to the castle." Firenze said suddenly, wrapping my cloak around my shoulders, grabbing my bag with his hand. "Come, we must hurry."

He was gentle as he helped lift me up onto his back.

"Firenze, what's wrong?" I asked, heart thudding in my chest.

"You must go to your hospital wing." Firenze said quickly as he galloped through the forest. "She will be able to help you remove. . . she will make sure that you do not get pregnant with my child."

"Is it such a bad thing?" I asked softly, feeling hurt. I didn't understand why he did not want me to carry his child.

"You are only human Elizabeth Kane." Firenze said softly. "Your body cannot support the child. It will kill you."

I was silent the rest of the ride until he had neared the school grounds. "Go. Quickly!" Firenze sighed, stroking my cheek as he helped me down. He looked so sad, almost lonely as he pushed me gently towards the stairs.

"Firenze." I whispered, watching as he turned. "I-"

He smiled softly. "Good night, Elizabeth Kane." He galloped away and I watched him go, before heading back into the castle, stopping in the foyer. The Medical wing was on my left. The Hufflepuff common room was on my right. I had two options.

Students passed by, heading to lunch or class, wherever they were supposed to be at the moment. No one took in the state of my dirty clothes or the leaves in my hair.

I smiled to myself, a hand coming to my stomach.

I turned right.