"Harry?" he lifted his head from contemplating the fire at the sound of his name. Hermione was standing a little way away, wringing her hands. He sat forward in the squashy armchair in the common room and looked up at her expectantly. He'd let her talk him into coming back to repeat 7th year with her, after badgering him about how valuable the education would be to him becoming an auror. She dropped her hands to her sides, squared her shoulders and walked toward him, stopping a few inches from his knees. He looked up at her questioningly. She took a deep breath and...lost her nerve.
What was she thinking? That she could just walk up to Harry and tell him how she felt? What she wanted? Here? In the common room? Sure, it was late and everyone else was upstairs in bed. Sure, she'd felt the same vibe from him since the Battle. But what if she was wrong? She started wringing her hands again, staring at her fingers. She jumped when his hands made contact with the outsides of her thighs. Startled, she glanced at him, uncertain. He gave her a tiny half smile as he looked up at her.
"Not often we get the common room to ourselves, yea?" he said quietly as he started to gently rub his hands up and down her thighs. She relaxed a bit as she felt that vibe she'd been feeling for so long come sizzling back. She dropped her hands and rested them on his shoulders, rubbing her fingers along the backs of them. She felt him gently tug on the backs of her legs, urging her to come toward him. He spread his knees and urged her as close as he could then wrapped his arms around her waist. She hesitated for a moment, and he made up her mind for her. Leaning up, he gently brushed his lips across hers. Feeling her tense, he pulled back and looked into her brown eyes. They flicked down to his lips again and Hermione gave the smallest of nods. Grinning slightly, he leaned up and pressed his lips to hers again.
Something snapped inside Hermione when Harry's lips met her's the second time. She stopped being hesitant and went straight to demanding. Breaking the kiss, she pushed his shoulders back a bit and reached for the bottom of his loose t-shirt. Smirking, he let her pull it over his head and throw it to the side. As she reached for the button on his trousers, he quickly grabbed her hands, then snatched his wand from the coffee table. Sending a quick muffliato at the entrance to the stairs, he tossed it back down and released her hands.
"Now you're good, love," he whispered. Hermione didn't need telling twice. Flicking the button on his trousers open, she pulled down the zipper and started pulling them off his hips. Harry rand his hands from her thighs to her hips and under the hem of her shirt. Sliding them up, he pulled the shirt up with them as he made his way up her back. Reaching the strap of her bra, he unhooked it quickly and pulled everything over her head. As her breasts bounced free, he didn't waste time. He captured one nipple between his lips and the other with his hand, suckling her and massaging at the same time. He felt more than saw her head fall back as she started panting. He pulled her forward, feeling her knee come onto the couch on the outside of his hip. As he held her to him, her breathing became harder and she started to moan softly in the back of her throat. The sounds she made are what did it. He grabbed her hips and swung her to the couch, landing her on her back.
Hermione was a bit stunned at the sudden change in position, but that was very short lived. Before she had reoriented herself completely, she felt her jeans being pulled down her legs with a jerk, then a hand smoothing up her inner thigh, urging her legs apart. She closed her eyes as his hand reached the juncture of her thighs, and gasped as his fingers found her sex. Then his hand went away as suddenly as it had appeared. Just as she was about to protest, she felt something hot and blunt probing at her sex. Her eyes flew open just as Harry pushed the head of his cock into her. Her back arched and she moaned deep in her throat at the invasion. After he'd entered her completely, he leaned back on his heels and reached down between them. His thumb found her clit without trouble, and he started rubbing circles as he slowly began to pump into her. The sensation was overwhelming and amazing all at once.
The first orgasm crackled through her like lightning and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. Harry didn't let up until every muscle in her thighs and abdomen was twitching from pleasure. He removed his hand from her clit and slowed his thrusts, trying to keep himself from cumming too soon and allowing her to ease down from her high. When she was able to open her eyes, she grinned up at Harry and shoved his shoulders back. Confused, he fell back on the couch on his butt. She moved quickly, shoving him into a sitting position and straddling his hips. Reaching between them herself this time, she stood up his erection and sat herself down on it with a groan. His hands instantly found her hips as hers found his shoulders. She raised up and started to bounce on his cock. Momentum growing, orgasm building, skin slapping, she rode him hard. His head fell back on the couch and he started moaning her name as quietly as he could.
She kept going on him as hard as she could until she felt his nails digging into her ass. He hissed through his teeth as he spoke.
"Hermione, Hermione I'm going to, oh god, I'm going to cum if you keep this up." She smiled and redoubled her efforts, earning a louder groan from him. She felt her own orgasm coming and as she hit her release, so did he. They shouted each other's names at the same time as they climaxed together. The walls of her sex milking his cock as her nails dug into his shoulders. When they finally collapsed, it was her into his lap, head falling onto his shoulder, and his head to the back of the couch. As they recovered, she felt a soft blanket be pulled around her naked back, Harry having grabbed it from the back of the couch. Nuzzling his neck, she kissed him gently, and he wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her tightly against him. As she sighed into his neck, he chuckled. Lifting her head, she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Just never thought I'd get up the balls to do that." Shaking her head, Hermione laid her head back onto his shoulder.
"Neither did I," she said quietly.
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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.
