Title: Water War (1/1)

Author: granger2malfoy

Pairing: Blaise/Hermione

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.

A/N: I was inspired to write a little cooking lesson. But scratches behind her ear it kinda got out of hand. Lol…

"My arm is starting to hurt," Hermione whined as continued to stir within a small pan on the stove.

Blaise came around her back and placed one hand on her stomach as he whispered in her ear, "Keep stiring the pudding and I'll keep my hands on you. Deal?"

This was her first cooking lesson for her fiancée. Yes, it was boxed chocolate pudding but a person with no skill in the kitchen had to start somewhere. Of course being the intelligent witch she was, she nodded as he chuckled and let his hands cup both of her breast through the black apron, which covered her favorite tee shirt from their trip to Greece. The feel of his naked chest behind her was enough to make her purr but the slow movements of his hands practically had her begging.

"Ah. Ah. Keeping stirring, darling," he stated as his hands dipped under the apron and teased her nipples through the light-blue, cotton material. Luckily, she had opted for no bra, which he quickly found out. He ground his jean-covered member against her arse as he looked over her shoulder at the cooking mixture. "That should do it."

Hermione turned off the burner but whimpered as he stepped back from her. He handed her a spatula and she gently poured the chocolate pudding into four glass cups. Then he stated, as he washed out the pan at the sink, "Go ahead and put them in the fridge. They should be ready after dinner."

With the four cups safely put away, that concluded the lesson. She stepped up to him as he died off his hands. But her hands quickly found their way round to the front of his waist to stroke him gently. "So, how did I do Professor?"

He quickly turned around and lifted her body to edge of the sink. She grasped at his shoulders as he replied, "Very good. I think a little reward is called for."

Quickly, he raised the shirt over her head and opened her short with his other hand. Hermione leaned back on the back edges on the sink as his mouth latched on to awaiting nipples. His talented fingers quickly found her wet core and he stroked her with a rhythm that matched his suckling.

"Oh, Blaise. Yes, so hot," she moaned as he switched to the other neglected peak. Then his hand reached behind her. Of course, his action had her distracted and she missed the noise that came from behind her. But soon enough, a gush of water came down over her shoulder, down the valley of her breasts, a little went down her shorts, and some got on his dark curls. She let out a high scream but that mixed in with the climax that raced though her body at the same moment.

With a smirk, he withdrew from her short and smirked at her with both hand on either side of her shaking legs, as he huskily stated, "You said you were hot."

Her eyes burn still with passion and she was about to tell him he had some nerve but then she got that look in the eye. The smirk disappeared from his face as she smile innocently as said, "That I did. But of course, you look a little hot too."

Then with that, she sprayed the handle of the spray from the sink that he had just assulted her with. Not expecting that, he gasped as the cold water hit his bare chest. Hermione laughed so hard as she stopped the water that she dropped off the sink.

He glared that Slytherin-glare at her as he took a step to her. "Now, Blaise. What's fair is fair."

"Who ever said I played fair?," he replied and started to chase her out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. In there, they started a full-blown water war. But let's just say that both parties won that water battle.

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