Hermione was freezing. As she burrowed into the blanket around her shoulders further, she shivered. The tent was drafty, especially here on the shores. She felt horrible for leaving Ron like they did, but what good was worrying going to do. He wouldn't find them again now. She'd resigned herself to just existing since they'd left the place where he'd left them. Sitting here in the chilly tent, hearing the ocean in the distance, she just wanted to be warm.
As if reading her mind, Harry sat down behind her on the floor, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back against his chest. She looked up at him, startled. He smiled.
"Oh come on, we're finally alone and now you want to pretend you haven't been picturing me naked for months? Really Hermione?" he pushed his hands under the blanket, running them up her arms. She shivered.
"I don't know, Harry..." she started, but he distracted her by pressing his lips to hers. She was done from there. All of the emotional stress breaking free. She threw the blanket from her body and turned around to face Harry. He looked at her with hooded eyes.
"What do you say, Mione? Lets have a bit of fun. Warm this place up." He grinned at her and she reached for the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up over her head. He sat forward, capturing one of her breasts in his hand, rubbing her tight nipple through the thing fabric of her bra. She let her head fall back with a moan as he snaked his other hand around and flicked the clasp of her bra free, letting if fall from her shoulders. He didn't waste time. Bringing himself further forward, he flicked his tongue over each of her nipples in turn, then sucked the right one into his mouth while rolling the left one between his thumb and forefinger. She let out another soft moan. After he'd worshipped her breasts for a few minutes, he scooped her up and carried her to the lower bunk, laying her out gently. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her sweatpants and slid them, along with her panties, off her legs and threw them over his shoulder. Smoothing his hands up her calves, he gently urged her legs apart, exposing her sex. She was already ready for him, her lips glistening as they were opened wide with her legs. He dropped to his knees between her thighs, running his tongue up the inside of her left one until he reached the juncture of her hip. He nipped the soft skin there before kissing his way to her cleft. He pushed his tongue between her lips and took one long stroke from her entrance to her clit. She jerked when his tongue flicked across it, and this pushed him on. He flicked her clit quickly with his tongue, causing her to immediately start panting. He ran a finger along her entrance, feeling her wetness, then slowly inserted two fingers then started slowly pumping them in and out as she continued to flick over her clit. Her first orgasm came quickly after that. Her hips jacking up off the mattress and the walls of her sex milking his fingers. He closed his eyes, savoring that feeling, anxious for that to be around his cock.
When she finally settled down, he stood up quickly and ripped off his shirt and shoved his trousers off, his formidable cock springing out, throbbing for attention. She went to reach for it, but he stopped her, pushing her back onto the bed and kissing her deeply. As he climbed between her thighs, he broke the kiss and leaned down to her ear.
"I need in you, Mione. My cock aches for you." He took his hand and guided the head of his member to her slit, rubbing it up and down the slick entrance. She moaned again and raised her hips up, urging him in. He didn't need to be told twice. In one swift motion, he slid his cock in up to his balls. He froze a moment, relishing the sensation. Then he started to pump. Slowly at first, pulling out to the point where only his head was inside then sliding back in up to his balls. As he did this, she raised her hips to match his thrusts. They kept this up, slowly building momentum until you could hear the slapping of skin on skin all around the tent. He was slamming into her now, he reached under her leg and pushed it up, giving him more access to go deeper. She was moaning loudly and screaming his name. He felt her sex clamp down and start milking him, but he wasn't finished. As she orgasmed, he pulled out quickly and flipped her over, pulling her hips back and her ass up. He drove his cock into her again, grasping her hips for more pull. He started a punishing rhythm, his balls smacking her clit on his forward strokes. He felt her orgasm again, shouting his name as she came all over his cock. Now was the time. He started thrusting as fast and hard as he could, feeling his orgasm bubbling in his sack. As he felt it starting to burn its way up his shaft, he locked his hips into her and came deep inside her sex. Jets of hot cum coating her insides and leaking out around his cock. Spent, they both collapsed onto the bunk, sweat covering their bodies. She rolled toward him, running a hand up his hard abs.
"You, Harry Potter, are amazing." She breathed. He grinned.
"We're just getting started."
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Fanfiction***I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF JKR'S CHARACTERS/LOCATIONS/ETC*** A collection of smut pieces created by me for TDM writing prompts. Includes various ships, kinks, and lengths.