A/N Oh wow! Such great reviews is something I never expected! I'm so sorry for the bit of delay. Christmas is a busy year LOL. I had meant to finish this fic before Christmas, but sometimes things don't work out and since my Fiancé came home for Christmas I decided to spend as much time with him as possible. I'm sure you all understand! Well…at least I hope you do! LOL Anyway to answer a few questions:
Okay a living room is what American's call the place where we have our sofa and chairs and usually a television. It is also called a family room as well. Sorry about the confusion. I wrote that at around 12 to 3am so I guess that one got through. I understand that the lounge is what people in the UK use so I'll try and fix it for you. The setting is Harry and Hermione's house. Well it is Harry's house to be exact but Hermione moved in with him because he was lonely and staying at her flat all the time anyway (just as friends mind you). At this point they have been living together for about 4 years so I imagine them to be about 23ish. Ron is married to Luna (they just celebrated their 2nd wedding anniversary on November 2nd) and they have their own flat. Maybe I'll write a little story about how they(H/Hr) moved in together. Could be very sweet. Anyway I hope I helped! and now without more rambling from me I'll get on with it! Again none of these characters belong to me and I make no money off of the stories.
Thanks so much for the reviews guys! They mean a lot!
Manda
"You are beautiful Hermione," He rasped against her burning skin.
Hermione moaned. "Harry…make love to me." She breathed desperately
Harry froze as if he had just realized what he had been doing and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure Hermione? This will change…everything." His breathing was fast and heavy. He was hoping she would say yes but he didn't want regret to cloud this decision with the light of day. He didn't want to lose her.
She looked up into his bright green eyes and gently pushed aside a wisp of his hair from his face. She was nervous but she knew that she couldn't wait another moment to share her love with him. "Harry, it will be a very good change." She smiled as she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer.
Harry gave her a goofy grin as he magically undid the remaining buttons of her gown making Hermione give a little whimper. "Oooh….I love wandless magic." She sighed and closed her eyes blissfully as his lips once again covered one erect nipple and then the other.
His hands roamed over her entire body and she moaned softly. "Hermione…you feel so good…so soft," he whispered. "I have to see you."
He then slowly slid her gown over every soft curve of her body. With only the twinkling lights of their Christmas tree to give him light his eyes drank in every inch of her. "You are perfect," he said as his eyes raked over her delicious body before pausing over her light lacy panties. Under his lustful gaze she felt shy and stirred to cover herself but in one swift move he captured her small hands and raised his eyes once again to hers. "You are so lovely Hermione. Please don't hide yourself from me."
Smiling shyly she slid her arms his neck and with their hearts racing Harry reached down with the palm of his hand to gently touch her abdomen. He kissed her just as she felt a warm buzzing feeling where his hand touched her skin. When he released her lips she gazed up at him finally realizing he had performed the contraceptive charm and she blushed. This was really happening! Harry was making love to her!
She thrilled to every touch and caress and she couldn't wait to at last experience what she had been dreaming about for 5 years. Everything was new between them and they relished each new discovery of each other. Hermione closed her eyes with anticipation when he hooked a thumb around the waistband of her panties and guided them over her hips and down two slender shapely legs. "Oh god Harry..." she gasped impatiently, but he took his time.
`By golly he was going to enjoy this,' he thought wickedly to himself. When he at last rid her body of those silly little things she called underwear he worked his way up her legs nibbling along the inner sides of her thighs causing her to writhe beneath him. Nothing was more exciting than being with her like this. He grazed his lips over her flat stomach and on up toward her soft breasts, never missing an opportunity to touch and tease her. When his kisses once again reached her lips he slipped a finger into her hot sex making her moan excitedly. Gazing down into her face at that moment he realized there wasn't a more beautiful moment. "Oh Merlin…Hermione." He breathed with his own passion nearly strangling him.
She was already hot and slick with wetness and he couldn't wait to sink into all that warm heat. His pajama bottoms were beginning to feel a bit cramped indeed and he wondered for a split second if Hermione was a virgin but felt uncertain if he should ask. What was standard protocol for fucking your best friend? He grinned over that last thought and Hermione raised up to lightly kiss his neck and before he knew it she had his T-shirt completely off of his broad shoulders. Hermione burned with need for him now that she had access to his bare skin and she touched his chest with her fingertips gasping at how erotic he looked hovering over her naked body. His eyes flashed dangerously when she gently traced her fingers from the hollow of his throat to the top of his Pajama bottoms. While her fingers sought out the pull strings her eyes captured his and neither one looked away as she quickly undid them. He stood up and slid them and his boxers down to his ankles where he kicked them off into a heap. Hermione took a deep breath when he hovered over her once more only this time their bodies where ripe with need. He lowered his head down to her waiting lips once more and she sighed. He felt wonderful next to her heated skin and she whimpered delightfully when he reached between them with skillful fingers creeping down her flat stomach. She thought she would become completely undone the moment he slipped another finger into her very heat and she nearly screamed from the pleasure, rocking slightly against his hand. "Patience love," he whispered into her ear, causing a new surge of desire and heat to completely overwhelm her.
Harry felt ready to explode if he didn't take her soon but he loved the expressions on her face when he teased her body with his own. Who would have imagined Hermione would be so…exciting to make love to.
Harry lowered himself between her thighs which seemed to open up for him of their own free will. The sexual energy between the two of them assured her that he wanted this just as much as she did. He was slow and gentle at first as he gently nudged his way inside of her and for a split second she worried that he could tell she was a virgin. She chanced a look into his face and the nervousness and self doubt she was feeling seemed to disappear within his green eyes full of concern and his love for her. Her body resisted against his delicious pressure but he exercised extreme restraint and control as he waited for her body to accommodate him. "…Hermione…" He groaned as he at last pushed completely into her and rested his head in the crook of her neck, gently kissing and caressing her body until that familiar heat took hold of her once again. She became hot and wet allowing him to move more easily, pumping fast and hard. The pressure…building…"Oh God"…"Harry! She gasped as her body began to climax. His breathing was swift and hard and he felt her spasms take hold and he too began feeling that excitement that lifted them both up to another world. He felt her climax just before his own and he released himself deeply inside of her thrusting 3 times before collapsing on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him and he leaned up on one arm to gaze into her eyes smiling the most beautiful smile she had ever seen.
"Happy Christmas Hermione," he whispered, and bent down to lightly kiss her lips.
Happiness filled her heart and she softly laughed against his lips.
"What are you laughing at?" He asked rising up once again to give her a quizzical glance.
"I'm not laughing at anything really except us. We spent so many years dancing around each other and keeping our feelings hidden. It just seems funny is all."
Harry grinned wickedly and carelessly played with a small lock of her hair. "Well perhaps we better make up for lost time." His head lowered down once again to claim her lips and she once again felt that undeniable passion spark to life.
She moaned when his hand found her left breast and before she completely lost all control she whispered, "So we have a peace treaty over our little competition then?"
"Mmhuum," Harry muttered, completely oblivious to anything but how good she felt within his arms. Hermione smiled and before she let Harry show her once again how lovely patience could be she thought, `There is always next year."
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