Hermione sat behind her desk at the Ministry of Magic planning her evening. Tired of being alone, she had come up with an idea, to get what she's wanted since her third year at Hogwarts.
Sirius Black.
Hermione knew that he was now living alone at Grimmauld Place since Harry and Ginny had married and moved into a house of their own. It only made her plan easier.
As soon as her work day was finished, Hermione stepped outside the Ministry and apperated to the front steps of Grimmauld. She finited the alarm spells, cast Alohomora to unlock the door and slipped inside.
She slipped quietly through the house, checking the sitting room, library and dining room before going up the stairs. At the top of the stairs she stopped and held her breath, hoping the creek of the stairs hadn't given her away. When she heard nothing, she moved along down the hall.
Another quick Alohomore and she was in Sirius Black's bedroom. With a stream of light shining in the window, she could see the beautiful man that she'd been longing for, lying on the bed, sound asleep, in nothing but boxers.
After unbuttoning her shirt and shrugging it off, and slipping out of her shoes and skirt, Hermione walked toward the bed in her black lacy panties and bra.
She climbed on top of the sleeping man and began rolling her hips and rubbing herself on his cock, in it's half aroused state. Soon he was fully hard and grunting. His eyes popped open and he grinned that famous, sly grin when he saw what was going on.
Sirius reached up and cupped Hermione's breasts, rubbing his thumbs across her sensitive nipples and was rewarded with a gasp from her. The grinding on his cock was becoming more and more needy and Sirius knew he wouldn't last much longer if he didn't do something.
He grabbed Hermione and flipped her on to her back and hooked her panties with a finger and expertly slipped them off.
Sirius slipped between her legs and inhaled her musky scent as his tongue slid out to caress her most sensitive spot.
"Oh!" she gasped
Grinning, Sirius continued to lick and suck on her and she slid a finger into her center and began to massage. The moan that came from deep inside her was all he needed to know that he'd found her special spot. He continued to massage that spot and lick her until she came, and groaned when her juices filled his mouth.
He kissed his way back up her body, dipping his tongue into her bellybutton and paying special attention to each of her breasts before nibbling his way up her neck and kissing her mouth.
She tasted a bit of herself on his tongue as it slid between her lips and began to dance with her own and it only made her want him more.
Hermione reached down and grabbed Sirius' cock and began to stroke it, massaging his foreskin around with her thumb. He put his hand over hers and guided his head against her entrance. She gasped and he looked into her eyes and saw nothing but pure need, and plunged inside of her.
He slid in and out of her with a hunger that only she could satisfy, and she clung to him as if her life depended on it.
Her soft, supple breasts against his chest and the moans escaping her mouth were to much for even Sirius, and he groaned what sounded almost like a growl as they came together, and collapsed.
After a few moments, Sirius rolled off of Hermione and laid on his side, lifting himself up on one elbow to look at her.
"So, what was that about?" he asked.
"Oh nothing, just bored" Hermione replied, and rolled over to snuggle to his chest.
Sirius laughed and threw his arm across her, and was soon snoring again.