Slug CLub

Ch 71 Hermione/Luna

The choice to return to repeat her final year at Hogwarts was a no brainer. She wanted the fullest education she could possibly get. But not having most of her friends there made the days drag on for Hermione. Of course Harry and Ron wrote to her almost every day, especially Ron. They told her all about Auror training and everything they were doing, and Ron pouted that Hermione wasn't around for his "needs". This she just rolled her eyes at. Needy as he was, she wasn't interested in servicing him presently. The only saving grace that Hermione had was Luna.

The two spent most of their free time together either in the room of requirement, which frequently presented itself as a cozy library with a large welcoming fireplace, or out on the grounds at Hagrid's helping with a Care of Magical Creatures lesson. But at night? At night it was just the two of them in Hermione's private dorm in the tower that was assigned to the "8th years" who came back, the few that there were.

At night, the two would run up to the dorm and slam the door, and their robes, skirts, blouses, ties, every piece of clothing they had on would go flying off their bodies and around the room. Hermione proved herself from the beginning to be the one to instigate everything. She would lay Luna out on her large bed, which had been a queen size from the start, as if the castle expected the 8th years to regularly entertain in their beds. She knew what Luna liked by now. Kissing across her jaw, her collar bones, her sternum. She'd gently brush her thumbs across both of Luna's nipples at once, causing her to arch against her kisses. She'd trail her kisses down across her stomach, her hips, the juncture of her thighs. As the first of her kisses found Luna's slit, Luna would start to pant. Hermione would then push her legs further apart, opening her wide, and meet Luna's cleanly shaven lips with her own, dipping her tongue into her core to taste her. This drove Luna absolutely wild, Hermione teasing and licking her this way, but avoiding her clit and the attention Luna so desperately wanted. When she had her fill of teasing, she'd slide her tongue up her slit to her clit and flick quickly and relentlessly. Luna would buck and thrash in pleasure until her release would finally crash over her in waves. Then it was Hermione's turn.

Hermione would lay down beside Luna as she recovered, kissing her gently and trailing her fingertips across her body. Luna would start doing the same, letting her hands wander first across Hermione's full breasts, then down her stomach, then to her hip, then her fingers would find her sex and waste no time entering her. Where Hermione was skilled with her tongue, Luna was skilled with her hands. Sliding her middle finger into her, she would press her thumb to Hermione's clit and begin pumping and rubbing at the same time. Her rhythm and speed would increase as Hermione's moans got louder. She'd work her hard until her body would start to shake and her release would slam across her. But Luna's true satisfaction would come after she'd brought her to climax not once, but the third time, when Hermione would surprise her every single time by having an explosive orgasm all over the duvet. Luna loved to watch as her entire body would twitch and shake as she recovered. Then with the flick of a wand, the mess was gone, and they'd snuggle in for the night.