Just For Pretend {hermione x f!reader}

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tw: smut, graphic injuries

You were back in your dorm, your face all sweaty and a bit cut up where you had been kicked. Your white button-up was covered in blotches of blood. There was a wound made obviously by a razor blade or a knife on the side of your stomach. You winced as you touched the wound. The other side of your stomach was covered in a dark, blue bruise from the first initial kick.

You had no idea what to do other than try and stop the bleeding by using tissues. You wished Hermione were with you since she knew how to make this better, not only because she could actually comfort you but because she knew real spells and potions to fix wounds like this. And it was like she read your mind.

You heard your door burst open and you saw a very worried, brunette at your door way.

"Y/n! What in the world happened to you?" Hermione rushed to you as she closed the door.

"I'm not exactly sure, it all happened kind of quickly. Fuck!" You cursed as Hermione touched the wound.

"Sorry! Oh god, Y/n we have to bring you to Madam Pomfrey." Hermione was stressing out, a hand on her hip as she paced around the room. You also noticed she was crying.

"Hey, hey, hey." You walked over to her and grabbed bother of her hands, which were shaking terribly. "I'm okay, 'Mione. It's just a few bruises and a cut." You tried to comfort her. You led her to your bed where you lied down and let Hermione gently examine the wounds.

"Also, I can't go to Pomfrey. They'll just come back and do something worse." You winced again as a wave of pain spread throughout your body.

"I'm really sorry, Y/n. I made this tonic that helps close cuts like this a bit. It will still be fairly visible but it lets the pain disappear for a bit." Hermione was holding a vial with clear liquid inside.

"It's okay. Do your thing." Your eyes were shut as you tried to fight through the pain.

"This is gonna hurt a bit, okay?" You nodded before you felt the most throbbing pain you've ever felt. It hurt even more than the cut and punches. "I'm so sorry, Y/n! It will be over in just a bit okay." Hermione sniffled as you felt tears dripping onto you. You felt her rub some ointment onto your stomach bruise.

The pain quickly turned into a soothing comfort as Hermione kept rubbing the bruise.

"Thank you, 'Mione. God, you are a lifesaver." You groaned as Hermione finished treating you. She kept looking at your stomach and body. Your white button-up was unbuttoned exposing just your bra as the only thing covering your body.

"Hermione, you're staring," You smirked, secretly liking the way she was turned on by this. Hermione snapped out of her gaze and turned her head to the side. You could still see how bad she blushed.

"It's okay." You took her hand and put it back on your toned stomach. You guided Hermione's hand and let her hand run over your stomach. Hermione shuddered at the touch, she could feel a pool of wetness near her core.

You sat up, thankfully feeling no pain at all, and pulled Hermione on top of you. Hermione bit her lip and looked at you ravenously. Before you made any move, Hermione instantly met your lips. You grinned at how hungry she was for you and put a hand on the back of her neck. She began grinding on you as your make-out session turned very heated.

You and she both quickly stripped off your top clothes and Hermione quickly resumed, not wanting to lose any time You moaned when Hermione began kissing your neck, finding your sweet spot and using that to her advantage. You guided her hand onto your breast, letting her knead and play with it.

"Wait, Y/n," stopped Hermione. She propped herself up with her hands on either side of you.

"What is it, darling?" You looked up at her.

"I'm not really, experienced in this..." Hermione quietly said, embarrassed. You chuckled at her worry. This turned you on even more, that you were the one to teach her and guide her through this.

"Experienced in doing it with a girl or..." You let her finish and answer.

"I haven't done it with anyone at all. Just myself." She was so shy and you could feel your core heating up, craving for her.

"Then I'll teach you, okay? I'll make you feel so good. If you need me to stop, just say so okay?" You reassured her. Hermione nodded, wanting you to make her feel amazing. You quickly turned her around and put her in your position. You were now on top of her and began sucking on her neck.

"Oh, fuck, Y/n." Hermione moaned, you knew you had found her sweet spot. You moved down her, sucking on one of her nipples as you kneaded her other breast. Hermione whimpered at the touch, she'd never felt something this good before. You felt your own panties soaking at the sight of this.

You made your way down her body, bringing your face to her cunt. Her panties were completely drenched. You kissed at her thigh and added a small peck to her clothed pussy. She bucked her hips towards you, begging for your tongue.

You decided not to let her wait any longer and pulled her undergarments off of her, exposing her wet, pink cunt. You could feel your own vagina pulsating at the view.

You began eating her out, using your tongue to swirl and flick the already swollen bud. Hermione was squirming and moaning. She had moaned your name several times, making you so turned on. You decided to add a finger in, making sure not to hurt her.

"That feels so good," Hermione moaned the last word, unable to make any more coherent sounds. You continued to flick her clit with your tongue as you added another finger in. Hermione moaned as you hit her g-spot.

"Y/n,-" Hermione moaned again before finishing her sentence. You stopped doing anything at her dismay.

"Hmm?" You smiled innocently. Hermione whined, frustrated that you stopped her at her climax. "Use your words."

"Faster." She said, you almost couldn't hear her.

"Louder."

"Faster! Y/n please fuck me faster," exclaimed Hermione. You smirked, satisfied. You resumed your movements, definitely going much faster this time. Your fingers moved in and out, your tongue going in a speed you've never achieved.
You have never been able to fuck someone this good.

"I think I'm close, Y/n!" You felt her walls clench around your fingers, so you pumped your digits as hard as you can, your tongue feeling tired from how fast you were.

Hermione clenched the bedsheets, arching her back and moaning so loud others could probably hear her. But you didn't care. You wanted them to hear how good you made her feel.

"Fuck, Y/n." Hermione panted after her release. You climbed into the bed, next to her.

"You okay, 'Mione? Did you feel good?" You wanted to reassure her and make sure she was okay and that you cared.

"Yes, Y/n. That was amazing." Hermione laid her head on your chest as you wrapped an arm around her. The last time you were with her in this position, you were just friends. Now, it was much more than that.