A/N: OK so this story can be read alone but you get the back story of how Hermione got together with Marcus if you read Sand. I know I was suppose to be working on Coming Home, but this plot bunny got in the way. Again, I have no beta so all mistakes are mine and mine alone. I am not making any money on this, because they do not belong to me. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks for reading!
Marcus grumbled under his breath, readjusted on the seat, yet again, and continued to pedal after the brown-haired woman riding in front of him.
Marcus let his mind wander to the activities that led to him being on this infernal bicycle in the first place.
"Oh, Hermione don't stop, that its" Marcus moaned.
He could still taste her on his lips as he weaved his hands further into her curls. Her mouth was amazing and he loved it, but nowhere near as much as her pussy.
"Hermione, I am getting closer, get up here," Marcus said giving a light tug on her hair, trying to dislodge her mouth from his cock.
Marcus groaned as Hermione just sucked harder and hummed.
He did not stand a chance, Marcus bellowed as he shot his cum in her mouth, watching the witch as she swallowed every drop.
Marcus let go of Hermione's hair and laid back onto the pillow with his eyes closed. While he slowed his breathing, he felt Hermione crawl into his arms, holding her close he started to dose off.
"Marcus?"
"Hmm?"
"Can we please go bicycle riding today?"
Before Marcus could even process the question with his post orgasmic-fogged brain, he answered with a yes.
Hermione quickly jumped up from the bed causing Marcus' eyes to pop open. He watched as she began grabbing clothes and pulling her hair up.
Fuck, Marcus thought watching her excitedly get ready.
"Marcus, get up" Hermione said grabbing her socks from the drawer.
Marcus sighed and hoped he could talk her out of going before he ever mounted the bicycle.
Marcus was so into his thoughts he did not notice Hermione stopped until she began to speak, "Hey Marcus?"
Marcus peddled up to Hermione and stopped next to her. Placing his feet on the ground, he looked at the witch. He could tell she was up to something by the innocent look she was striving to achieve.
"Yes Hermione" Marcus said trying not to sound too suspicious.
Hermione looked up at him through her eyelashes, "Marcus, do you think we could stop by Diagon Alley before heading home?"
Marcus growled, "There is no possible way we are stopping anywhere else but home."
"But Marcus, I need to get a few things" Hermione said as sweetly as possible.
Marcus shook his head, crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back on the seat. "No, I am going home. I want a cold drink, preferably alcoholic. And my ass hurts, which is saying a lot because I ride a broom for a living."
Hermione sighed and nodded her head, "Okay Marcus, I can come back later."
As Hermione answered, Marcus thought of a way to get her back for the underhanded way she got him to go bicycle riding in the first place.
"And you know what else?" Marcus said placing his hands back on the handlebars and smirking at Hermione.
"What?" Hermione said a little uneasily.
"When we get home, I am going to place you over my knee and spank that pert little bottom until it is all red and sore like mine," Marcus said before riding past the panting witch.
As Marcus made his way home he thought that maybe bicycle riding was a good idea after all, especially since he would get to see that pretty little bottom all red.
