Dark Side (Harry Potter Fanfiction)

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A/n: This is a lemon, you have been warned. 

Hermione and Fenrir began to kiss the other, their hands roaming over their entire bodies as it began to heat up between the two of them. Fenrir began to push her down against the pillows and blanket as he slowly lifted up her skirt. Hermione moaned when she felt his hands going up her thighs and towards her underwear, wrapping his fingers around the trims and began to tug it down. Fenrir broke the kiss before latching his lips on her neck. She moved her hands over to his shoulders till they were toying with his drenched locks. She felt Fenrir tugging at the back of her dress, trying to untie her. 

Gently, Hermione pushed him off of her, forcing herself back to stuff from wrapping her arms around his shoulders again. Slowly she began to untie her dress, allowing it to drift down her shoulders in a seducing manner. Her eyes shot between removing her dress and Fenrir, seeing the excitement in his own eyes made her wet. Just the mere thought of her being able to turn him on in such a manner excited her. Finally done with her teasing, she toss the dress to the side leaving her in her bra. She didn't have time to remove it when Fenrir ripped it off of her with his then tossed it to the side. 

Without wasting another moment, Fenrir locked his lips but on Hermione's as his hands roamed over her breasts, his thumbs rolling her buds around that made Hermione curl her toes. He pushed her legs apart as he moved in between her, lightly bucking against her womanhood but not entering inside her. She knew he was teasing her just like she teased him with her stripping. She rubbed her hands up and down his sides while Fenrir broke their kissed and began leaving a trail from her jawline down her stomach. Hermione bit her lips when his mouth reached her womanhood. Fenrir gave her inner thigh a kiss before running his tongue over her, causing her to fling her head back against the pillows and her hands gripping tightly to the blanket. 

"You like this don't you, 'Mioine?" He asked like an actually, but Hermione could see it in his eyes, he knew the answer. He then ran his tongue up her womanhood again, purposely teasing her with slow licks. Hermione couldn't take that kind of pace. 

"Please, Fenrir..." She whispered to him. A smirk crawled its way on Fenrir's lips. 

"Please what?" Fenrir taunted her. She narrowed her eyes, blushing. 

"You know what!" She shrieked as he licked her again. He chuckled. 

"No, I don't have the faintest clue what? Do you want me stop?" Fenrir mocked, slowly pulling away. Hermione glared as she pushed herself on her elbows and reached out her arm and pushed him back against near her womanhood. 

"Please lick faster!" She growled, sounding more beastly than before. Fenrir chuckled while he returned to running his tongue over her wet folds and pearl before digging deep inside her. Hermione moaned as she thrusted her hips against his face to make him go even deeper. His hands crawled up her body then cupped her breasts in his palms and massaged them. She placed her hands over his as she joined in his movements. Hermione couldn't control herself.... and she didn't want to. For the first time, she was allowing herself to finally relax, to not worry about what others had to say about her. 

Her thoughts were cut short when a knot began to form in her lower regions. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt it getting tighter. 

"Fenrir, I'm about to cum." She mumbled. Without warning, Fenrir removed his lips from her. Hermione groaned before she felt Fenrir push her over on her stomach. She was a bit confused as to what he was doing till she felt his weight going on top of her and pushing her hips closer to him. Hermione's hands tightened on the blanket. She was now nervous. She never had this done before. Fenrir hushed in her ear, his warm breath brushing against the lobe. 

"Relax," he whispered then lightly nipped at the top of her earlobe. Hermione nodded as he positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing the tip against her folds. She winced as Fenrir kept teasing her. 

"Fenrir, put it in," Hermione hissed at him. She felt his smile against her shoulder before he pushed himself deep inside her. Hermione gasped, forgetting how big he was, as he filled her. He then pulled out again before reentering her then began to repeat the pace. It started off slow and gentle so Hermione could adjust to him. She lightly moaned as she found herself thrusting against in. He knew then to go faster. At a gradually pace,  Fenrir began to speed up till he was pounding deep inside her. Soon she was a moaning mess, screaming out his name while his mouth was locked against her neck. Finally she felt the familiar knot inside her. 

"Fenrir, I'm... I'm... about to cum," She paced out while she flung her head back. Fenrir released his lips from her neck. 

"I know... I'm about there myself," Fenrir growled in her ear. His moans whispered deep within her ear made her eyes roll back as her womanhood tightened around his shaft. Unable to hold on anymore, Hermione gasped as she came right on him then slowly laid against the blanket. After a few more thrusts, Fenrir came right inside her. He pulled out then moved to her side, wrapping her carefully in his arms and spooning her. Fenrir kissed her temple and tightened his hold on her before they went sleeping under the stars.