You Have... The Werewolf (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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A/n: This chapter contains a lemon. You have been warned! 

Fenrir watched as Hermione had fallen asleep against his side; her head leaned against his shoulder. He brushed his hand across her cheek; his thumb lightly brushing over her lips. Carefully he pulled her from the spring as he laid her on top of the ground on a bed of fur that was near the spring pool. She instantly curled up on her side as she kept with her deep sleeping. Fenrir lowered himself down behind her as he laid on his side, curling up beside her as close as he could. He ran his hand over her side, enjoying the shuttered of her body under his touch. He lowered his face down till he latched his lips on her neck. He proceeded to suck and nip all over it, listening to the sounds of Hermione lowly moan and sigh every other minute. 

Fenrir pulled her against his front while he gently rutted against her rear. He hummed when he got a whiff of her scent and felt her starting to get wet down in her lower region. He couldn't help but pull her onto her back and crawl down till his face was inches from her entrance. He lifted her legs up and laid them over his shoulders. He ran his tongue over his lips then ran it over her folds and pearl. He felt her shutter a bit as she wiggled her hips upward like she secretly wanted it. Fenrir proceeded to licking over pearl then stick it inside her, repeating the process over. A few times he flick the tip of his tongue over her pearl, earning a moan from Hermione's lips. He even felt Hermione tighten her legs around his head. 

He stopped when he felt her body ready to release. Slowly, he crawled over till he lined himself at her entrance, pulling her legs around his waist. Fenrir latched his lips onto her own before slowly entering into her. He felt Hermione winced as her hands latched on his arms; her nails digging into his flesh. Fenrir held still, allowing her body to adjust to him. After a minute or two, Hermione slowly released her hold on his arms. Fenrir removed his lips from her before he began thrust into her at a steady pace. Hermione hummed as she flung her head backwards. He started to add more speed to his thrusting after every so minute, causing Hermione to moan even louder. He finally was pounding deep into her as his lips attached to Hermione's neck, biting gently but still strong enough to lightly pierce the flesh on her shoulder. 

"Ah! Oh... F... F... Fenrir..." Hermione whispered as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her body. Fenrir grunted as he felt himself about ready to come. He thrust a few more times before he shoved himself into her, moaning, before he released inside her. He felt Hermione gasp as she then came right afterwards. Hermione slumped onto the ground while Fenrir pushed himself off her and laid right beside him. He pulled her up into his arms, burying his face into her neck as he slowly fell into a slumber.