Hermoine Granger/Emma Watson Imagines

Too Close For Comfort (Part II)

Summary: What happened after Emma got too jealous of you and Tom...

(Sorry about the wait!)

Y/N's POV

I feel Emma's eyes glaring at me as we enter our house, I just know what's coming for me so I decide to play the bratty role.

"Right, up to the bedroom." Emma tells me, hanging up her bag and pulling her phone out of her trouser pocket.

"Nah, I'm not feeling like it..." I state, smirking at her which makes her stop dead in her tracks and glare at me.

"Oh, so we are playing this game again, huh?" She raises her eyebrow, challenging me. "You are really playing a dangerous game here, Y/N and I do not like your damn attitude."

"I could see how jealous you were getting at that reunion when I was with Tom, Emma..." I can just see how annoyed my girlfriend was getting with me and I honestly love it because when Emma is mad, it means rougher sex.

"You have 3 seconds to get upstairs before I rail you mercilessly and you know that I don't turn back on my promises, so I'd get upstairs before I reach three." She informs me, beginning to unbuckle her trousers belt while staring directly at me. "One...two...-"

Before she can reach three, I bolt upstairs to our bedroom and get on the lingerie that she requested in the car before laying against the bed.

I can just hear her wandering up the staircase so I grab the handcuffs out of the bedside table, prepping myself for the evening that I was about to have with my beloved girlfriend as the door opens with Emma walking in on the phone with somebody.

Yeah, to say that Tom and Emma haven't really liked one another for a couple years would be a understatement, they fell out in 2012 when he found out about our relationship which caused him to confess that he had a massive crush on me which made Emma really jealous so they got into a heated argument and they have hated one another since.

"So yeah, I would recommend that you keep your ass away from my girlfriend for the foreseeable future, Felton." She tells, who I assume is Tom, over the phone before she hangs up and looks over at me.

"Princess, get on your knees..." She instructs, unzipping her trousers with her erection presented very prominently in front of me as she walks over to me. "Now before I have my own little fun with you, tell me. Why are we here today, baby?"

"I made you jealous and I need to pay for it..." I follow her instructions by getting down on my knees in front of her.

"That's my girl..." She husks, gripping my chin and lifting me up into her arms and carrying me to the bed where she carefully leaves me. "Give me your hands, baby."

Emma is a Dom but she's more of the soft type than the aggressive type because we both believe that sexual intercourse should be pleasurable for both parties.

"Emma, just fuck me please..." I groan as her fingertips run up and down my body with her lips leaving hickeys up and down.

"Somebody's being bold today, you be a good girl for mommy and I may consider it." She tells me, grabbing ahold of both my hands and cuffing them to the bed posts. "Are you gonna be a good girl for me?"

"Yes, m-mommy..." I splutter as her fingers magically take control of my body before she slowly pulls down my shorts along with my panties.

"Look at you, squirming under my finger's touch, I have barely touched you and here you are..." She whispers into my ear, her hands rubbing up and down my sides. "You're mine and nobody else's, that's what you need to remember princess."

I feel her lips reattach themselves against any surface that it can find from my breast crevice to my hips, she loves taking her sweet-ass time while teasing me in every way that she can.

But then, I feel her fingers against my already soaked folds and I hear a sultry giggle come from Emma.

"Is my baby girl already wet for me? Is this all for me, darling?"

She slips two fingers inside, my breath hitching suddenly. I spread my legs wider open for more access, screwing my eyes shut and groaning loudly.

Spews of profanities and groans fill the room as she begins to speed up her finger motions, I feel me climaxing any second but then, she pulls her fingers out of me.

"You don't cum until I tell you that you can, Y/N, and if you do so without my permission..." She tells me, her other fingers dancing up and down my body. "I will rail the fuck out of you."

Emma's POV

I honestly don't know if I'm angry at my girlfriend or what, my brain can never actually comprehend fully so I don't even know...

One side of my brain wants me to rail the living fuck out of my beloved girlfriend and just take out all of my jealous feelings on her right here and then-

-And then the other side wants to actually let her be able to walk tommorow so I should not pound her to death?

I guess, we will find out?

Y/N's POV-

I watch her pull her underwear off, allowing her dick to spring free, now I'm either about to get railed to the point that I can't walk tommorow or the other hand, I may be spared? It really just depends on my girlfriend's mood at the time and knowing that I've made her jealous, the latter is theoretically impossible at this point...

I mean, I did have a lunch scheduled with some of my friends so that could be ruined in this specific moment... Why am I even thinking this? She's gonna rail me regardless so I'm fucked.

She aligns herself up to my entrance but I can see a look of sympathy in her eyes before she slips inside of me, gripping hold of both of my hands and holding them up next to my head as she gets comfortable inside of me and then the long-awaited show begins.

I wrap my legs around her waist, pulling her deeper into me before she begins to increase her thrusts and rests her head in the crook of my neck, peppering kisses up and down.

The feeling of ecstasy begins to arise as she begins to relentlessly pound into me...

"Can I cum, m-mommy?" I stammer, breathless. She looks up and nods at me and just a few thrusts later, I feel my mind going completely blank and my legs begin to shake as she rides out her ejaculation.

She slips out of me, kissing me passionately before taking the handcuffs off...

"Did I hurt you, love?" She asks me and I shake my head, smirking at her.

"No, not at all, bubba." I laugh, running my finger up her arm. "Sex like this is the better kind of sex because when you're jealous, it's really hot."

She laughs, pulling her boxers back up before laying back down and pulls me on top of her bare chest.

"I'm sorry about earli-" I go to apologize but she cuts me off by kissing me.

"Baby, for the love of God and all that's holy, shut up for five minutes..." She teases me, kissing my head before I feel my eyes begin to flutter closed. "You tired, darling? You can go to sleep."

I fall asleep on her chest, having (kind of) learnt my lesson to not get my girlfriend jealous again...