Wake Up Call

blazefury

Rating: NC17
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 4
Published: 07/04/2003
Last Updated: 07/04/2003
Status: completed

What a way to start they day.

Chapters

1. Wake Up Call

1. Wake Up Call

Title: Wake Up Call
Author name: blazefury
Author email: blaze@moonshinehollow.com
Category: Romance
Keywords: Harry Hermione
Rating: NC - 17
Summary: What a way to start the day.

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and some situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Though primary characters and most other characters are copyright J.K. Rowling, some characters are copyright the author and if you wish to use them please ask before hand.

Author’s Notes: Not one of my better works. I'm more of a D/G writer. I'll write more wonderful D/G smut to make up for this one. Cheers.

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“Hermione? Still in bed?”

“Yeah, I am, would you come here for a moment?”

Harry had just come back from his early morning run and was in front of the refrigerator, gulping down pumpkin juice straight from the bottle. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand he capped the bottle and placed it back in the fridge. With his hair and t-shirt slick with perspiration he ambled over to the room they shared in their small apartment.

He worked as an Auror and as such, was always flying around from one place to another, sometimes in the middle of the night if the job called for it. Head hunting was his business. Hermione’s could be called that. She was a solicitor and a damn good one at that. She worked the big cases and always cracked down on corruption when she could. Loyal to everyone she still was the activist like her S.P.E.W days back in Hogwarts. Certain times when Harry was free, Hermione would have to work, or vice versa. So when they slept it was the only time that they were really together. Of course during those times when work got in the way they tried as hard after they were done with the current job to make up for lost time. Not to say that work always got in the way. Harry, sometimes just wished that they both had jobs that were less demanding. More normal so to speak but that would not happen soon.

Before he could reach through the door though, he was alarmed a tad when she grabbed his wrist and pulled him in, slamming the door shut behind him.

“Hermione, wha-” but he was cut off with her lips being latched on his as she pushed him against the wall, hard. Her kiss was passionate and when she parted her lips he slipped his tongue and all thoughts of tiredness and alarm were cast aside. Wrapping his arm around her waist he pulled her closer as their tongues danced and intertwined. His hands rubbed her back and over the swell of her bottom. Grounding her hips into him in response, she nibbled on his lower lips before making her way down his neck, licking the vapid trails of salty perspiration. Her hands reaching under his shirt to trail around his toned stomach.

Moaning slightly, under her touch, he managed to slur out, “Mm, ‘Mione love,” but he was cut off once again as she lifted the wet t-shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. He wanted to tell her that he was horribly wet and that he didn’t smell very good but her hands were everywhere and he closed his eyes trying to find his tongue.

“Hermione,” he tried again, but this time he couldn’t get anything more than a moan out as she did delicious things with her tongue and teeth on his nipples. Then again, who was he to argue with her about what she wanted?

His own hands roamed around her chest and slid up her large night shirt, skimming over her taut stomach, making her giggle against his chest. Further up, he cupped her breast encased in lace and satin. He groaned and turned her to face the mirror in the corner nearby. He pushed his arousal onto her naked back after she slid her shirt off and watched as she pulled the cups of her bra down, her fingers going up to tweak and tease her nipples as they hardened beneath her touch. His mouth kissing and sucking slowly on the spot where shoulder and neck met. Sliding her hands down, she flicked her fingers through the soft silky material of her underwear, stroking herself. He then realised that she was wearing a G-string. His Hermione, in a G-string, he nearly came.

Growling he turned her around and kissed her forcefully before he moved down to take her breast in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the peach tip and nipped it gently while kneading the other and he heard her moan slightly as her hands tangled in his hair. He then started suckling on her breast slowly then built it up til she was positively panting. Her head was thrown back and she pushed his head toward her chest. Taking her breast out of his mouth he blew air around it and felt her shudder in his arms. Looking at her parted lips, he pulled her in roughly, surely bruising her lips in the process as he kissed her.

Pulling away, Hermione with chest heaving began to sink to her knees as she placed open-mouthed kisses over his stomach, her hands touching his errection through his sweat pants.

He moaned as his fingers combed through her brown hair, caressing her scalp. Looking down he was met with glistening chocolate eyes, staring back at him as her finger tips barely brushed over his lower abdomen, making him shudder, pulling his sweat pants down along with his briefs. Letting him kick them out of their way when it reached his ankles she took his hot cock in without waiting, in one swift motion. She watched as he threw his head back and moaned loudly. She opened her jaw as much as possible to take his whole length in, still staring at him.

It was a thrill to watch her go down on him without any hesitation and even more so when she kept constant eye contact. He trembled as she took her time to pull him out of her mouth and ever so lightly trailed her tongue on the under side of his penis. Tasting him, smelling him and just feeling him.

As if reading her thoughts he pulled her up and pushed her against the wall, kissing her. His hands pushed away the G-string and found his way to her clit and started stroking her as she wreathed beneath him, her breasts grazing his bare chest. She moaned and her breathing came in heaving gasps.

He kissed her roughly and their tongues battled wildly before an ache so sweet just swept over him that he had to have her. So in one swift motion he thrusted her and Hermione gave a hiss of pleasure. Licking her lips, she stared into the eyes of her lover as he continued thrusting into her in a steady pace.

“Harder,” she murmured and he complied whole-heartedly, relishing the feeling of being inside of her. Knowing that they fit together perfectly, knowing that this would be the only woman that he could ever love so much. He pushed into her harder lustily and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He kissed the corner of her mouth, up her cheek and let his tongue play in her ear.

She didn’t miss the feelings that were reflected in his eyes. He could never hide anything for her and it made her even more aroused. Knowing that he would be the only one making her go insane like this and that she would be the only one to stir such passion from him.

“Yes, yes, yes…Oh Harry!” she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer and they fluttered to a close, nails grazing down his back, making him shudder. He pushed into her faster and faster, the pace almost dizzying as it sent her to an ascent. She reached one hand down to touch herself and she trembled slightly. Watching her touch herself just kicked him off the brink and he climaxed inside of her. Her name hissed into her hair as his knees buckled below him. One hand shot out to the wall to steady himself as waves of pleasure shot through him. He then felt her own orgasm after he spent himself within her as she shuddered and whipped her head to the side, moaning. He slumped over her and they just gathered their breath as the strength came back to his legs. She wrapped her arms around him and placed a small kiss on his shoulder before laying her head on it.

Harry then pulled out of her and without letting her go, carried her to their bed. Carefully, he placed her down before he fell beside her, with a grin on his face. He looked over at her as her fingers combed through her hair and she stared back at him with a smile. She then got up slightly and leaned over his face, their noses touching.

“Good morning, Harry.”

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