Chapter 134 - Minerva McGonagall! Part-2 ~Light NSFW~ (Patreon)

{Minerva's Office, Hogwarts}

{12th Oct 1991} 

{3rd person POV}

Rigel held a trembling McGonagall close. He was a little confused at how everything was progressing, but from what he could see, Minerva was a little drunk, even if he could not smell anything. He rubbed her back gently, his hands gliding on her smooth naked flesh that seemed a little out of place on someone her age.

'Magic, I guess. That was the reason for everything anyway.' He thought as he looked down. Since this was a chance for him, he needed to see her requirements again since he had forgotten what they were.

'Requirement Analysis'

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[Name: Minerva McGonagall]

[Measurements: 38"- 24" – 36" (E - Cup)]

[Description:]

[A transfiguration professor at Hogwarts and one of the strongest Witches in Britain, Minerva McGonagall is one of the most important members of Wizarding Britain. Often representing Dumbledore in political discussions, her greatest failure was the fact that the Wizengamot passed the Muggleborn Debt Act III. Her efforts for the last decade have been an attempt to rectify the inhuman act.]

[Dedicated to the art of mastering her chosen Magical Branch and fighting against the muggle-born slavery laws, and handling the responsibilities of Deputy Headmistress had left her with very little time for personal relationships.]

[She is firmly seated in the Progressive families of the Wizengamot and has lifted the McGonagall house to the minor Noble status through her contribution to Transfiguration.]

[Status:]

[Lust: 0]

[Morals: 10,000]

[LP needed to dominate her: 5000]

[Requirements!]

[1. Join the Progressive or Neutral Families in the Winzengamot OR Get an O+* on your Transfiguration OWL.]{Collect Reward}

[2. Vote for the bill that takes back the rights of Hogwarts student loan from the governor's hands and back under Hogwarts charter, OR Get an O+* on your Transfiguration NEWT.]{Locked: LP needed- 200}

[3. Ask Minerva to a Dance in the Ministry Yule Ball, OR Unveil the truth about what happened on the night of Voldemort's death.]{Collect Reward}

[4. Grab her ass and tease her during the dance.]{Locked: LP needed- 1000}

[5. Kiss Minerva.]{Locked: LP needed- 2000}

[6. Convince Minerva to give you a hand job.]{Locked: LP needed-3000}

[7. Throatfuck her in her office at Hogwarts]{Locked: LP needed- 4000}

[8. Make her pass out from pleasure during sex.]{Locked: LP needed- 5000}

[9. Fuck her in the Gryffindor Common Room.]{Locked: LP needed- 7500}

[10. Fuck her ass in the Gryffindor Boys or Girls Dormitory.]{Locked: LP needed- 10,000}

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'It's too hard, her conditions are too hard, and it will take me too long to reach a state where I could realistically fulfill these conditions. Should I force it today?' Rigel thought. While he was looking at the conditions, Minerva had calmed down. As soon as she stopped sniffling, Rigel took a step back. His hands were on his shoulders as he looked at her face.

Her makeup was ruined. He wanted to wipe her tears, but that gesture could be taken a little too intimately, so he stuck to his words: "He doesn't blame you, you know. He only blames himself for that night."

Minerva sighed upon hearing his words. She collected herself and stood up. Rigel moved back to give her space as she walked away. For a moment, he was puzzled, but a few moments later, she returned with a bottle and two glasses.

"Are you supposed to endorse students to drink?" Rigel asked as he extended his hands, taking the bottle and glasses from her hands.

'Perfect, a drunken mistake is a great catalyst.' 

"You're 18, aren't you?" Minerva shot back. Her drunken personality was a lot more playful than Rigel was expecting. He rolled his eyes at her before placing the glasses on the table. Rigel filled up the glasses, and Minerva picked one up as soon as he was done.

He put the bottle down and picked the other one up. Firewhiskey lived up to its name, the liquid burned through his throat, and Rigel had to use an extensive amount of control not to twitch or give any indication that he was dying, but from Minerva's amused smile, he still failed.

"Feeling better?" Rigel asked as he forced himself to take another sip, but upon seeing her eyes on his glass, he followed her example and downed the glass.

'Gaahhh, who the fuck likes drinking this shit.' 

"Uhmhmm..." She smiled as she downed the glass, maintaining eye contact with him the whole time. She picked up the bottle and filled both glasses up again.

"You know I have tried to persuade Ogden several times to tell me the secret to the Firewhiskey. He always dodges my questions, but the one time he slipped up, he told me that he uses dragon blood to temper it. It is supposed to give the user courage." Minerva replied as she downed another half a glass of the alcohol. Rigel forced herself to follow her, trying his hardest not to barf as his head spun a little at the sudden wave of dizziness.

'Damn, that's strong...'

Her hand shook as she put the glass down on the table. As she reached for the bottle again, Rigel intervened and picked it up. He poured her just a quarter of a shot before pulling the bottle away, "That's enough. I know you don't want to feel much right now, but drowning yourself with guilt isn't the right option. You need to try to feel a more positive emotion." 

She gave him a critical look seeing his empty glass as she downed what remained of her drink. She leaned down, giving him a perfect view of her magnificent breasts.

'What I wouldn't give to grab her by her tits as I fuck her...' Rigel thought. The thought was so abrupt that it took him a moment to break the trance. He looked at the bottle of drink in his hand in surprise. This was powerful stuff, and his new body apparently was not used to drinking even though he grew up in London.

"And what, pray tell, would be those positive emotions? I blamed someone for something horrible whe—" Minerva was going to go on a rant when Rigel interrupted her by closing the small remaining distance between them. His hand wrapped around the back of her head as he kissed her.

For a brief moment, he panicked. Why had he taken such a sudden leap? Only when he felt her lips move along with him, did he calm down as his brain reset.

'Nonononnono... This was too soon. I'm going to be kicked out.' Rigel thought. He looked at the requirement list from the corner of his eyes and selected the only way he could think he would survive.

...

[Minerva Requirement 1 met]

[+1% affinity to Transfiguration]

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"MHmhmmm~" Minerva moaned into his mouth as her hands circled around the back of his neck. The sudden attack of both pleasure and her own intoxication had led to her ignoring her own morality and some fairly basic facts.

Rigel closed his eyes as he leaned forward, his hands wrapping around her waist, and then they began traveling all over her body. Taking advantage of her increased sensitivity, he explored her body as they made out. Minerva's hands were now digging into his hair as she pulled him closer. Her tongue invaded his mouth as she gave into her base instincts.

'This went surprisingly well. At least with this, even if I'm going to get kicked out, I have a way to move forward.' He thought as his hands grabbed onto the straps of her dress as he pulled.

'Might as well blame everything on the drink.'

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AN- I know using alcohol is a cheap trick, but legacies and generations have been built up on this. Plus, I really couldn't find another way for Minerva to want to jump MC's bones so soon; it is all of you guys' fault for choosing this option in the poll. SMUT in the next chapter! And did somebody notice a change?