Never Is Our Always

Going Back To Hell 5

(Minnie pov)

(Warning: Some smut, I'm sorry)

I was still sleeping when I felt Fred between my legs under the covers, I was still naked from last nights activities, as was Fred. I fluttered my eyes open to see a large bump in the covers before lifting the blanket to see Fred delicately kitten licking my clit.

A blush rose to my cheeks as I gently opened my legs a bit more for him, he smirked as he made eye contact with me, his tongue moving a little faster before placing a kiss on my bud.

He moved his fingers up so he could open my folds for him as he placed his tongue along my dampening heat; as his tongue explored between folds, and all around I moaned softly, rubbing my fingers through his hair; never once tugging because I knew once I did that, there would be no going back.

Fred's tongue made its way inside me, licking at my now dripping hole as he tasted me, his eyes now closed.

His thumb was letting go of it's spot on my stomach to delicately rub my clit in small circular motions, causing me to gasp for air and moan a little louder. I felt the knot in my stomach forming, as my boyfriend kept licking away, delicately eating me out just the way I had grown to like it.

He could tell I were close by the way my back arched itself off of the white sheets beneath me, and he smirked, watching me squirm because of what his mouth was doing to me.

He put a bit more pressure into eating me, his nose now pressing to my clit as he went deeper with his tongue, the pressure was all I needed to come undone in my boyfriends mouth.

"Fuck..." I gasped for air, once I was recovering from my high, Fred placed one last kiss to my clit before licking his lips and laying his head in between my breasts. Smirking to himself.

"Good morning to you too, baby." I said between pants, kissing his forehead as we cuddled for the next couple hours.

—

While I pulled on my sweater, Fred's hands slipped around my waist, I leaned back as he kisses me. "God you're gorgeous." He mutters.

"You're handsome," his hands were warm on my stomach as he mindlessly started softly scratching my skin, it made me shiver.

"We need to get ready, we're going back today." I was mellowed out from this morning, so I didn't care about Umbridge.

"All right," his kissed my neck and then let me go.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

—

After a hurried breakfast, we all pulled on jackets and scarves against the chilly grey January morning.

BANG!

A violently purple, triple-decker bus had appeared out of thin air in front of us, narrowly avoiding the nearest lamppost, which jumped backwards out of its way.

A thin, pimply, jug-eared youth in a purple uniform leapt down on to the pavement and said, "Welcome to the—"

"Yes, yes, we know, thank you," said Tonks swiftly. "On, on, get on—"

And she shoved Harry forwards towards the steps, past the conductor, who goggled at Harry as he passed.

" 'Ere—it's 'Arry and Alice-!"

"If you shout their names I will curse you into oblivion," Tonks muttered menacingly, now shunting Ginny and Hermione forwards.

"I've always wanted to go on this thing," Ron said happily, joining Harry on board and looking around.