The Golden Trio are on the run from the Death Eaters and Snatchers...
but one of them has a secret...
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A/n: This chapter contains a lemon. You have been warned.
Hermione followed Scabior up a stairwell in the back of the room towards the second floor. They scurried through the hallway, passing numerous doors that she could have sworn she heard moaning coming out of. Hermione blushed when the thought came that this was where men go to spend a night with a woman of the night. They reached the very last one as Scabior opened the door for her.
"Ladies first," he told her. Hermione cautiously entered the room. It was surprisingly a well-kept room.
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"This was their finest room available." Scabior stated shutting the door before locking it. Hermione tilted her head to the side, understanding why he may have locked it. For their privacy and maybe protection in case someone else wanted to come in and try something. Scabior slowly drifted over to her, a smirk crawling his face. His hands wrapped around her waist then began to roam over her stomach till they reached her shoulders. He placed a kiss on the back of her head. Suddenly she felt something wrapping her eyes.
"Hey!" Hermione shout as she attempted to take it off but was stopped by Scabior's hands.
"Relax, love. I'm going to take good care of you," He whispered before kissing the back of her ears. Hermione calmed down, trusting Scabior as he carefully guided her to the edge of the bed. Before he laid her down, he stripped her clothes off, slowly and purposely brushed her skin with the tips of his fingers in a taunting way. Once she was fully exposed to him, he set her across the bed, spreading her out. Hermione felt her heart beating within herself as she thought about what Scabior had in store for her.
Scabior ran his hands over her body, gliding his fingertips over her neckline then down her stomach. They vanished for a mere moment before returning, only now covered in something warm and wet. Hermione bit her lips as he moved over her breasts, massaging them gently and lightly pinching her buds. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew Scabior was smirking down on her, seeing her crumble underneath his touch. He slowly moved them down from her breasts to her lower regions and stuck one finger within her folds. Hermione gasped as she gripped tightly on the sheets while he pump it in and out, his thumb brushing against her pearl. She felt him place another finger inside her while he licked from the bottom of her neck up to her jawline till it brushed over her lips then slipped right inside her mouth. She moaned as her tongue and his moved with each other in a dance before he went exploring every part of her.
Scabior began to speed up his fingers, digging deeper while spreading her out. Hermione bucked her hips along with his fingers as she roamed her hands up his arms then run her hands in his hair. Out of the blue, he removed his fingers as he pulled his lips from hers. She whimpered while feeling his movements going down her body. She hummed when his lips pressed against her inner thighs, slowly moving towards her womanhood. Her eyes rolled back when she something freezing enter inside her, causing her to bite her lips, then he add his tongue around the object, which pleased her. She couldn't help but squirm underneath his touches as he kept pushing his tongue and the ice cube deep in her.
"You like this, Love?" Scabior asked then returned his tongue on her pearl, his arm wrapping around her thigh. Hermione nodded.
"Yes... Yes... I do...." Hermione panted while she felt a knot start to form. She was about to tell him when he pulled away from her. She whimpered, feeling the emptiness inside her. It was then her attention was returned when he began to rub himself against her folds, teasing her a bit.
"Do you want me, Love?" He whispered into her ear, the tip of his tongue running over the side. Hermione nodded her head.
"Yes, I want you." She replied, her hands wrapping around his torso and gripping onto his shoulders.
"Do you really want me, Hermione?" he teased, slightly pressing inside her before pulling out quickly. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist as she guided herself onto his cock, rocking her hips against his lap.
"Yes! I do!" Hermione growled. She felt him smirk against her neck as he thrusted inside her. She flung her head back while he kept a steady pace. Scabior locked his lips back onto hers while he continued to rock faster till he was pounding deep within her. Suddenly the knot within her started to tighten.
"Scabior, I'm about to cum," She whispered to him. Scabior suddenly stopped and pulled out of her. Hermione was about to ask why when he turned her till she was on her hands and feet. Her ears perked when she heard a buzzing sound before her head flung back when Scabior pushed in the vibrator inside of her. She bit her lip as she tighten her legs together. She felt movement as Scabior shuffled toward her front then his hand led her lips to his shaft.
"Suck," he ordered her. Hermione ran her tongue from the bottom to the top of his shaft before wrapping her mouth around him. She listened as he moaned while she bobbed her head on his shaft. She moved her hand down between her legs as she began to thrust the vibrator in and out of her in perfect sync with her bobbing. She suddenly felt the knot inside her tighten as Scabior began to twitch inside her.
"Ah! Hermione, I'm about to cum." He growled as he gripped his hand into her hair. Hermione hummed as she started to thrust the vibrator in her faster. Finally unable to hold it, Hermione came along with Scabior, who thrusted deep into her mouth. He gently thrusted a few more times inside her mouth before he slipped it from her lips. She swallowed his load as she pulled out the vibrator. Scabior gently pushed her on her back, slipping back down to her womanhood as he ran his tongue deep inside her folds again. Hermione moaned, her hips bucking against him, while he cleaned her out. Once he was sure he got every drop, he crawled on top of her and pulled her into his arms.
"I love you, 'Mione." He whispered in her ear.
"I love you, too." She sighed before falling into a deep slumber.
