Hy everyone ! These is my first story in english ... woaw I am a little scared ^^" If someone want to help me with my fault : he or she is more than welcome *.*

I decided to follow a Jamberine advice. On her page she take a word with a random word generator and write a story with it.

My word was : Penetrability

Afraid. Totally scared. Flurried. These three words were the best to describe the emotional state of our heroine. Hermione jean Granger knew that she was in trouble. She had teared the Charlie's favorite pillow apart … with her teeth !

If … "no ! When he'll discover …" Hermione was sure of it : he would torture her ! The regretted pillow was old and a little less plump than a new one but soooo more comfortable.

Sat on Charlie's bed, Hermione bit her lips and moaned when she heard the characteristic sound of the redhead steps. He opened the door and looked at the young woman. He smiled gently at her.

"Hey love. What are you doing here?" he said and in the same time he began to unclothe. Hermione didn't restrain her urge to look at his back … and beautiful little ass. Oups …

Charlie, his chest naked and glowing under the light, observed Hermione with concern.

"Hermione ? Are you well ?

"Hum…"

"Herm… ?"

Charlie could not finish his sentence, his mouth occupied by Hermione's.

He smiled against her and closed the door with his foot while he lyied his lover down on the bed.

His blues eyes followed her figure and, with a bestial groan he plunged to her lips and stopped immediately. His gaze fell on the dead body of his pillow. Savagely jagged. Mouth agape, he said:

"Wh…What happened ? My … my pillow ?"

Ashamed, the witch wanted to be elsewhere … but Merlin decided that she was more useful here. Shame for her.

Hermione gulped and looked up right in the eyes of her lover.

"It's my fault Charlie. I am so sorry !"

The georgous dragon tamer couldn't believe what he heard. Her ? His lovely and cute girlfriend teared his pillow in pieces ? Impossible !

Anyway he said : "Hum … Do I have the right to know why you … you …"

"My teeth."

"Pardon ?"

"I … I was … you know. I thought about you and … I…Oh it's so embarrassing !" she moaned with putting her hands on her face.

"Go on, love I am not angry … just surprised and curious." He said gently.

"I bit in your pillow while I was … I was pleasuring myself." Hermione whispered with shame and a cute red on her cheeks.

Charlie smiled and began to laugh out loud.

"Oh love, if you wanted to test the penetrability of your teeth on something, I prefer it was on my pillow than on my dic…"

"CHARLIE !" she cried with indignation.

He laughed harder and kisses her in her neck.

"And now, my little savage, I would like to test my theory of the penetrability of my tongue in your lovely body. Agreed ?" the dragon tamer said with lust shinning in her blue eyes.

Appeased, Hermione smiled shyly and stretched her arm to him and said, with a strong light of love in her own eyes.

"If it is for the science, I am more than ready to make a gesture with my body."

A few hours later, Charlie smirked : "I think the level of my tongue's penetrability between your tight is quite high, don't you think ?"

She slapped him on the arm and chuckled quietly. Yes … and his penetrability in her heart was so much higher it was a little frightening.