Disclaimer: I do solemnly swear that I am not earning a Knut. I can dream though, right?
Hermione is of age and no one died, well, except old Voldie. And no one is married. Oh, and there is slash in this one...yeah...let's just call this pure smut. K?
"What in the bloody hell", I thought as I heard a crash coming from upstairs. "What has that cat done this time".
My familiar, Crookshanks had been terribly pesky lately. No one was sure what had gotten into him, but he was knocking items off of tables and various other furniture for weeks now. That damned cat seemed to be breaking more and more in his quest.
I crept up the stairs expecting to find a pouting Crookshanks. When I reached the top of the stairs, imagine my surprise as I stood there, gob-smacked, at a sight that was most definitely NOT Crookshanks.
There in the hallway of Grimmauld Place, was a very flustered Sirius Black pressed against the wall receiving a mind blowing snog from his best friend. I could do nothing but watch as Sirius's and Remus's tongues battled for dominance. There were hands roaming everywhere. The two men were kissing and grinding into one another as if the world would end if they were to stop. I continued to watch as Sirius freed Remus's erection and began to stroke somewhat roughly, eliciting a groan from Mooney.
"That is too hot", I thought.
Then they did stop, and looked right at me with lust in their eyes! Shit!
"Look, Mooney, our little 'Mione thinks we're hot. Do you enjoy watching us, Kitten?", Sirius said in a voice so full of desire. Crap, I said that out loud!
I couldn't speak. Here were two of the players in my deepest fantasies together, aroused, and looking at me like a feast they couldn't wait to devour. How could I not say anything when all I want to do is get in between them. I feel so hot and I begin to blush as I begin to feel the pulse between my thighs.
Time seemed to slow as they made the short trek to me. The next thing I know there are two sets of lips working over my next. One is tender and gently kissing while the other is nibbling behind my ear and, oh sweet Merlin, has just bit the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I have never felt such fire and passion and I couldn't hold back the groan of pleasure as I ground my center against a thigh. Sirius stops biting my neck and lifts me into his arms. In a flash, we were all in a bed.
This is better than any fantasy I has ever imagined. I had two sexy, randy wizard attending to my every pleasure and I to theirs.
After that night, Remus, Sirius and I were inseparable.