Author's Note: Written for Vegablack62's prompts from the "28 Flavors" challenge.
They'd spent the day exploring the Solomon Islands in search of the rare Sneezepalms found only there and had spent the night in their bungalow over the water, drinking a hundred year bottle of Ogden's as they talked about how to spend the rest of their hols. Despite the earlier humidity that had covered the jungle like a blanket, she had enjoyed their trek. And not just for how the heat and sweat had made Neville's shirt cling to his strong back.
Hannah had thought the Aurors had changed him. Today had proved her wrong. Talking about the Sneezepalms and pointing out the various plants and foliage around them, he was once again the boy she had known back at Hogwarts. The weight that seemed his constant burden had been lifted from him, she couldn't remember the last time he had seemed so happy and relaxed.
It made her wonder...
"I could try finding it" Neville said suddenly, distracting her from her reverie as he moved to kneel at the foot of the bed, looking over her.
She had confessed to him that she'd once read a romance novel where the hero had kissed the heroine in an unusual spot but hadn't told him where. It seemed a tad silly now that she had found it as erotic as she did. "You could do that. Though it's not in any of the usual places."
"Hmm." Neville gently grabbed her ankle and her breath caught as she thought he might have found it that easily. Then she saw where his eyes were and realized he hadn't.
"Is it your foot?"
"No," she giggled as he kissed her big toe. "I don't think anyone who spends all day on their feet could have foot fetish."
Neville chuckled at that, his eyes moving to her breasts. Moving till he was straddling her legs, he pushed up her shirt and unbuttoned the top of her shorts.
"I said not the usual place," she whispered as he lowered the zip, not caring if he gave up looking and stuck with the familiar.
"I know." With that, he leaned over and ran his tongue over her belly button before kissing it properly.
"No, but now I have a second spot," she breathed.
And soon a third as he kissed the inside of her wrist. As Neville kissed the inside of her elbow, Hannah saw his eyes light up. He moved back down the bed, bringing her right ankle to rest on his shoulder and running his hand up her calf. "Am I getting warmer?"
She nodded and he began kissing his way up her leg until he reached her knee. Lifting her leg up higher, his lips grazed of her knee once before he repeated the motion, wet lips and tongue moving over the same spot again.
"You found it," she said in shaky voice.
