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Harry asks Hermione to do something for him that she's never done before...<evil laugh>
NC-17 - Pure smut; takes place a few years after Hogwarts where they are married and living in their own flat in London.
Chapter 1. To get a promise…
"Hermi-o-honey....."
Harry said in that cute voice that always sent shivers down her spine, his face draped over her shoulder into her tresses as she was preparing breakfast in a simple singlet and cotton pyjama bottoms that hugged her figure and reminded Harry constantly that she was all woman.
"Yes Harry-pumpkin?"
Closing her eyes and leaning her head backwards onto his shoulder she turned to kiss his face.
Merlin, he can't be interested in doing it again already can he?
Not that she would mind, being with Harry always made her heart flutter, but they had been up almost all night last night and they had to get to work soon.
"Do you love me?" Harry continued in the same sickenly cute voice as he met her lips.
Hermione had by this time put what she was doing and started to enjoy the caresses that Harry was giving her by wrapping his right arm around her lower body and slipping the other below her singlet. He started pressing into her belly rubbing his right hand across her flat stomach. She wrapped her arms around his neck drawing him ever closer as they kissed like that, his hips grinding into her backside which in turned gently crushed her against the kitchen sink.
The last time Harry had asked her this question was when he wanted to buy that ridiculously expensive Firebolt Elite 2010 and wanted to soften her up so that she would agree to him.
Merlin, did he ever soften me up…I couldn't walk properly for three days after he convinced me on that issue, but it was worth it.
Her face reddens as she thought back to Ginny and Lavender at the Ministry asking about it. They knew of course, but she refused to say anything about it.
"You know I do Harry…"
Her resistance give way as he moved down to kiss her neck and she was breathing in his scent as she nuzzled his hair and ear. She knew he was going to ask for something again and was waiting to see what it was. It wasn't that she didn't want Harry to have those things, but it's just that he brought new toys home so often they ended cluttering up the garage, living room, bedroom - it had better be good this time.
She gasped and arched her back as he deliberately moved his hand right lower on her belly while keeping his left arm wrapped tightly under her diaphragm. The hand moved just to the top of the pubic region, and started rubbing there. Her knees starting becoming weak as the motion of his hand was getting to her and she had to grind herself back into him and wrap her arms over her head around his neck in an effort to stay standing. The itch in her lower regions started becoming stronger, she needed him to touch her there, to ease the itch, to make it go away - she could hardly stand it.
Why wasn't he moving his hand down further...he knows I want it, he knows I need it.
He just kept rubbing her there, just below her belly, but above her soft downy curls.
Why...what is he up to?
She tried to rise up slightly to get him to move his hand lower, to try and satisfy that itch but he just moved with her, and continued to caress that region, making her itch even more. By now her panties were soaked, she could feel the heat from inside them, and the moist feeling of excitement that comes with it. She wanted his touch lower, and brushed up her lips against his temple and ear to encourage him.
"Harry...lower...please..."
She could feel his smile broaden as he continued to kiss her neck and her collar bone that was now exposed as one of the flimsy straps of her singlet fell off her shoulder.
Merlin, he's not going to make it easy for me.
"Harry...lower...lower...please..."
She whispered again into his ear while pushing her hips back into his in an effort to encourage a more desired reaction from him but he just shifted backwards away from her to maintain the level of contact he wanted.
How can he show so much restraint? He must be completely hard by now.
"I need it...you can have anything you want...just go lower..." Hermione pleaded with him.
She drew in air quickly as she felt his hand suddenly move lower into her PJs and under the waistband of her soaked panties to just over her Venus mons before retreating again to rub the region above it.
"Anything?" He finally spoke again, barely a whisper, but she heard it, she was tuned for it.
"Annnnyything...." She whined into his ear.
"Just go lower...please..." She begged again.
Slowly she could feel his hand slowly make its way down again...pushing beneath her PJs and into her panties once again this time a more deliberate motion moving through her luscious curls directly towards her very core.
"Ugggh...."
She cried out as she could feel his finger tips touch the one spot that would make her itch go away....
Yes Harry...that's it...touch it...let me finish...you can have anything...anything you want...
She promised silently to herself.
"Argrh…"
She cried out in frustration as he moved his hand back up again before she could finish, leaving her wanting. He started rubbing again, just that spot, over and over. While it was deliciously good to her, it wasn't what she wanted, wasn't what she needed right now. It just made the itch grow stronger and made her desire for the final release even more.
"Are you sure I can have anything?" He asked her again, this time his left hand moving up under the singlet to brush over her right nipple, ever so gently teasing it the same way he was teasing her down there. Not enough for release, but just enough to make the itch grow. By this time her nipples had grown rock hard, and while her breasts were not overly large they were still a handful under his touch.
"Harry...if you don't finish what you started I'm going to hex you six ways till Friday..." She whispered threateningly into his ear hoping that it would inspire a more positive response from him. Not that she would do it, but she needed this release, she needed his touch, she needed to finish so badly.
"Just promise me you'll do anything..." Harry whispered in her ear, still defiant as he made no move to grant her wishes, teasing her incessantly by rubbing over her nipple while making the gentle circles on her lower belly.
So this is what he wanted...he wants me to do something...but what? Doesn't he already know my body is his, to do with what he wants? I'll do anything he wants, he just has to ask.
"Anything...I'll do anything..." she whispered excitedly into his ear hoping that that would satisfy him so that he could give her the release she needed. She was going die if this kept up any longer.
"Even if it hurts a little at first?"
Harry just as quickly but cautiously replied under his breath while continuing to kiss his way around her neck and collar bone, making her roll her head against his shoulder in response. She gasped out in slight shock at his response but didn't try to move away as she took a moment to think about what his request meant.
Hurt a little? What does he mean? Could it be? He wanted that?
They had never spoken about doing that. She had always thought that they eventually would try it one day if he wanted. She had always read about it in the muggle books that men liked doing that. But he had never asked, and she had read that sometimes it hurt so she never brought it up either.
But if Harry wanted it, she could do it for him...yes she could do it for him - her Harry.
"Anything Harry...you have all of me....I belong to you, I will do anything you want...even if it hurts a little," she whispered fiercely grinding herself against him again to punctuate her response, accepting that if that's what it took to satisfy her man and make him happy, she was happy to do it for him. Yes, she would do it for him, anytime he wanted, accept him everywhere he wanted, making his claim on her body complete.
As if that was the response he was looking for his own response was immediate as it was satisfying...he quickly moved his hand lower again under her PJ bottoms and started to rub directly on her core, at the same time he moved his other hand over her nipples, this time rubbing them more insistently intent on driving her towards their mutual goal.
"Harry...yes...yes...that's what I want..."
She gasped out through her own heavy breaths. Her knees weak, she was supported by her Harry she rose and rose to that climax she had been waiting for. The itch was slowly being replaced by a heat that was rising from her core. With more rubbing and caresses it spreads out to cover her entire body until it was aflame with passion and ready to overwhelm her with its power.
"Arrruuuugghh..." she cried out into his neck and holding on with a death grip to keep from falling as she found the release she was searching for all this time. Stars, comets and bright lights danced as she squeezed her eyes shut against the wave of her orgasm as it burst through her. It would have knocked her off her feet if Harry had not been supporting her as he had been. It was longer and more powerful than anything she had ever felt before, and she had felt many before, her Harry had seen to that, but this was something else.
"Harry...Harry...I love you...thank you...thank you...."
She quickly breathed again as the lights left her eyes and she could open them. His hand was trapped between her legs, his fingers crushed against her drenched core as she had squeezed them during her frenzied release. Her legs still pulsated as she tried to move them apart so that Harry could take his hand back, hoping that she didn't hurt him too badly.
Instead of removing his hand however Harry continued to gently caress her core bringing her down slowly from her recent release. His every touch was sending shivers down her spine again, and increasing the sensations.
No Harry, no more, no more, I don't think I could stand it anymore…
When he felt that she had come down enough, sensing it by hearing her ragged breathing returning to a semi-normal state he moved his hand again to above her curls rubbing as he did before, this time bringing her juices along with his fingers. Slowly she could feel the hot juices of her core cooling as it was spread by his fingers over her lower belly and his fingers over her nipples gently moving away so that his arm now supported her small but full breasts.
"Remember...you promised...anything..." he whispered in her ear again.
She quickly rotated her body in his grasp, the motion removing his hands from where they were as she turned to him and mashed her lips against his in a frenzied motion to capture his very essence. She pushed her tongue into his mouth as he sucked on it in response. His hands were behind her now caressing her lower back as he pulled her into him crushing her with his embrace.
"Anything Harry...anything..." she replied once they broke apart again and she was looking into his eyes, her arms around his neck and his arms around her body resting in the small of her back.
As a response and possibly as an indication of things to come he moved his hands lower to slowly cup around her bottom, rubbing over the PJs a few times before moving them up again to slip beneath the PJs and into the back of her panties to touch her bottom cheeks directly, his fingers dancing close to crease between them.
She squirmed in his arms at the thought of what she thought he wanted and at the touch that tickled her sensitive skin there. She looked into his emerald eyes to try and read his thoughts, his wants, his needs, but they just contained that dancing mischievous look she was so used to when he was teasing her about something.
He kissed her full on the lips again before drawing away by arching his back and removing his hands from her panties where they had been for the past few moments.
"Remember...anything..." he said cheekily giving her a small grin and a wink his hands now settled at the small of her back.
"Grrr…yes Harry...anything...anything you want! I'm yours. I completely belong to you… I'll do anything you want!" She replied in a mock angry tone as she gripped him tighter around his waist.
Yes Harry, I can do anything if I'm with you.
"Much as I would like to take you up on that offer...I think we have to get to work now honey." Harry said looking over his shoulder at the clock on the kitchen table grinning ever so widely as he did so.
She looked over his shoulder to see that they had less than 10 minutes before they had to be at their respective work places him at the Auror academy where he trained and her at the ministry working with Luna and Ginny in the Muggle Mis-Information Department.
At that moment both their stomachs growled to remind them that they didn't even have breakfast yet, but there was no time for that.
Hermione muttered a charm with a wave of her wand that had been left on the kitchen bench and they were quickly changed into their fresh work clothes.
Aahh...that's better, turning up to work in PJs and drenched panties is not the best way to impress the boss - even if I want to show the whole world how much I love Harry and what he does to me!
Hermione giggled to herself as she quickly cleaned up the breakfast that they hadn't even got round to starting yet in an effort to keep her mind on where she what she needed to do today.
Damn! Even in work clothes Harry looks delicious…*sigh*
She thought wistfully to herself as she turned from the kitchen sink to take in his masculine form again.
Who would have thought all those years of Quidditch would really pay off like this…?
"Ready honey?"
Harry broke her from her trance as he asked her after she was finished.
"Ready. See you for lunch?"
She confirmed quickly with a nod of her head smiling inwardly that Harry had not noticed her quick trip into her daydreams about him again.
"Sure. Love you."
He gave her a quick kiss on the lips waved his hand and she felt the whoosh of magic as he aparrated them both to their respective work places.