𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 {𝐇. 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫}

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Johnny and Hermione's plane landed in Finland, the cold air nipping at their skin as they walked out of the plane and onto the snow covered runway below. The two decided on Finland as their Honeymoon destination, as they had been to France so many times and they wanted to try new things . Once the two had got their luggage and passed through security, they flagged down a taxi to head to the hotel.

"That was a nice plane ride," Hermione smirked when Johnny put up the darkens privacy visor up so they were almost on near darkness thanks to the tinted windows. Johnny knew was his wife was on about instantly, and rested his hand on Hermione's thigh, dangerously close to her area. The two had officially joined the Mile High Club on that flight.

"If only that old man didn't see us," Johnny laughed, causing Hermione to blush and smack Johnny's arm.

Flashback
WARNING; SMUT AHEAD!
Johnny and Hermione greeted the Air Hostess cheerfully as they boarded onto the First Class area of the flight. The Hostess was kind enough to show them to their room, which was basically just a bed with a twenty inch tele, a shelf of snacks and various bottles of alcohol.

"Soo, how are you going to entertain me?" asked Hermione, sighing as she rests her chin against her palm.

"I put cards in your bag before we left," Johnny nodded towards her bag on the floor. "We could play?"

Hermione gives Johnny a funny look and sighed, but bent forward to dig through her bag. The dark blue dress she was wearing tightens around her body and Johnny's eyes flicker down to her read. The outline of her lace underwear is vicible against the fabric of her dress and Johnny shifts in his seat slightly.

Grandmothers and Dogs, Johnny thinks to himself, urging himself to look away.

Hermione was about to sit up but then she noticed she picked up the wrong item and bent down to dig through her bag once more. Johnny's jeans started to feel bit tighter over his crotch as he subtly moved the blanket the airplane provided over his lap.

Fuck, Johnny thinks to himself as he grips the blanket tightly.

"Are you sure you put them here, darling?" Hermione asks while searching.

"Yes," Johnny gulped and resisted the urge to at least smack her rear playfully. I mean, it's right there in front of my face. Like it's calling for me.

Hermione sifts in her seat to get a better glimpse from her purse, causing the otherwise flowy dress round her perfect rear. Johnny's crotch tightens even more and Johnny makes a small, whiney noise in the back of his throat. He closed his eyes and try to control himself.

When Johnny opened his eyes, Hermione wasn't searching through her bag anymore, instead, she looked at Johnny puzzled and confused.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asks softly after placing the cards on the arm rest.

"Yes." No.

"Are you sure?" Hermione looked suspicious as she observed Johnny's face carefully. Johnny shrugged casually and rested his hands in his lap, chewing his bottom lip while hoping that the issue would go away.

"Everything's fine," said, Johnny clearing his throat as he fiddled with the blanket.

"Are you cold?"

"No, why?" Johnny frowned and turned to look at Hermione again. Hermione lifts a perfectly arched eyebrow and nodded towards Johnny's blanket covered lap. Johnny's cheeks flush red and he quickly looks away, only shrugging like it's not a big deal.

Hermione giggles quietly and leans into Johnny, her sweet scent engulfing Johnny at once. Her lips moves to Johnny's ear and shivers run through him when Hermione's lips brush against his earlobe.