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WARNING RATED NC-17

Quidditch Robes Musings.. By Prongs69
Chapter 2.…NC-17.……

Harry suddenly stopped his ministrations and plunged his tongue into her welcoming heat… Hermione bucked against his chest and writhed and wriggled as Harry lapped, nipped and suckled at her clit…..
His wet tongue driving into her wet ,warm heat, in a frenzy…. The buzzing in his ears as she cried ''Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Harrrrrryyyyy, don't stop, don't stop!''
Harry did not need to be told twice, he licked at her with such fury, she saw stars… only Harry and Harry alone, would be the only one able to do this to her, and that suited her just fine… they were each others first lovers, each others first kiss, everything, and it was perfect!

He stopped suddenly, and lifted his head up, parted her legs and drove into her from behind….
Ohhhhhhhh goddddddddddd yesssssssss, he was home…..

Right to the hilt ''Ohhhh, Mione, oh, ohhhhhhhh''.. he exhaled the breth he never realised he was holding, as his hands grasped her hips so hard, she would be bruised this time tomorrow, but ohhhhh, how she was oh, so, worth it!!…..

He captured each breast in his hands now as he slammed into her, her head arched backwards off the table,in wild abandon….
Hermiones breathing took on a ragged form and Harry knew she was oh so very close…..

He shifted his angle slightly and OHHHHHHHH MMYYYYY GOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD, he was there!

Pounding furiously into her tight heat now, Harry let all his inhabitions go, and in one foul swoop, brought her to a mind shattering climax, and he quickly tumbled over the edge with her….
Seconds later they were holing each other and whispering sweet nothings to one another…..

'' Ohhh Harry that was''
''yeah, it was'' chuckled Harry, as he slumped towards the kitchen floor….utterly and blissfuly sated!

Quidditch Robe Musings PT 13: by Prongs69

Hours later, as they both lay spooned together in bed , both sated beyond belief and all snug and warm Hermione opened her eyes and blissfully took in her surroundings…..
Never had she had such a few days like that before and whatever animal she had unleashed in her usual quiet, reserved husband she'd be damned if that animal would not come out to play again anytime soon! last night had been mindblowing in al proportions, and to say the least Harry, the shy, yet passionate young man he was, let go like he had never let go before, with such passion and vigour….that in itself was a huge turn on for Hermione……

Now payback was in order.. Oh yes…..and she had all morning to work out what the payback was!

It was those damned robes.. She knew all along, from the very first yr she set eyes on those robes, but back then? He was only a boy of 11 yrs old, and stil thye had a huge effect on her, especially when he came in from practice ,all sweaty and reeking of a mixture of broom polish and sweat… suffice to say it turned Hermione on no end….but it would be yrs later, she would come to realise it was those smells that made her Harry, hers, and hers alone…if only she realised it at the time….and to think it was in Snapes potions lesson ,she realised it was Harry…. Her Harry…..

And so it began…….

Quidditch Robe Musings by Prongs69

WARNING NC-17 CONTENT...

Hermione woke the next morning with a slow languorous stretch, and a sleepy smile to her face….
with a sigh she reached out to touch ther husbands raven silken locks, and inhaled the musky scent of Harry……
Harry had literally rocked her soul in every way last night, and the nights before that come to think of it..yes..witch weekly was correct in the assumption that the Boy who conquered was a raging hippogriff between the sheets alright. Oh my yes he was & all because of those damned robes!

Harry stirred, awakend by Hermione blowing down his earlobe…. God he was gone all the way, with the least little thing she did was a huge turn on…

He turned around and kissed her , his fingers entangling themselves in her bushy, locks, his fingers not in the least yet idle as they thumbed there way down her breasts and encountered two pert peaks!

Harry continued with his ministrations, languidly enjoying the fact it was torturing Hermione somewhat!

'' harry!'' .. slowly ,ever so slowly he kissed, licked nibbled his way down, and down to her waiting heat….. Hermione's breath caught in her throat, in apprehension of what he was about to do in apprehension of what he was about to do.
''touch me, Harry''

that was Harry's undoing.. Suddenly he dove home, his tongue doing wonderful things to her velvety warmth….suckling, nipping, licking, lapping, harry was wasting no time in bringing her to her peak….. ''come for me,Hermione'' he whispered, '' come for me now''…..

she came in a haze of blinding white light,tumbling over the edge over an over again…..crying out his name…….

Harry gave mione a few minutes to come down and when she did, he scooped her up in his arms and lifted her to the chair near the dresser and placed himself on it with her facing him….

''ride me, Mione' as fast, as hard and as deep as you can'
Hermione climbed atop Harry's thighs and slowly eased her way down his silken length, all the while torturing Harry, with her inner walls as they clamped his rigid length in her vice like grip….. He was home……. Oh god yesssssssssss……… home……………

Harry had a very busy day as far as work was concerned.. ever since the demise of the dark lord harry's fingertips, death eater activities were still rife, and Harry being one of the top Aurors of the ministry, was kept very busy indeed...
Harry's thoughts for the 4th time that day strayed to his beautiful wife "Mione"...how he loved every curve, every dimple, every nook and cranny on her body and even after all these years as best friends, and now lovers, he still worshipped her... she was his salvation and it was SHE who led him back from the brink, over and over again...
He still mused and chuckled to himself her fascination of Quidditch Robes, when in all honesty the Auror robes he wore defined more of his physique then the Quidditch ones, but no...…"Mione" loved his Gryffindor robes as much as she loved him so it was fine by him...it was such a turn on for her and for him to see her eyes light up and sparkle, you can almost see the cinnamon in her eyes sparkle .she truly was an amazing witch and she was all Harry's.. all Harry's...

Back in her office the dept of unspeakables, Hermione was inundated with work, as as per usual...
her job as a unspeakable took her away from home for weeks at a time sometimes and her and Harry has still not grown used to the idea of being away from one another..they were like fire & air, the both needed each other to breath...

Hermione was ousted out of her musings by a knock on her office door...

the door itself was charmed to open to certain personel only, who had level 4 clearence or above...
so she knew it was someone of importance...

The door swung open to reveal Harry in all his glory, donned in his regulation Auror robes...the smooth satin robes fitted him like a glove, ascensuating his every curve in a most sexy way...Hermione licked her lips as her eyes wandered over her husbands body...
in two quick strides Harry had her pinned to her desk, his lips fused against hers, her head thrown back in wanton abandon...

Fingers worked franticly, hushed tones were spoken, as clothes were discgarded, around them... Harry began his ministrations on Hermiones breasts... he suckled as young suckle there mothers, a need for thirst drove him on...

Hermione's hands were not idle either, she reached down and grabbed Harry's wand tightly in her palm and began a slow torterous movement, that she knew would be his undoing.
Harry did things with his tongue that made her melt and quicker in delight. his agile tongue began to explore her hidden depths...the air in the office seemed to constrict their breathing...the heaviness of the burning throbbing sensation between her thighs was building with each passing moment...
suddenly Harry turned her over so she was with her back towards him... he pressed against her back and she could feel his throbbing erection nudging against her...Hermione rubbed rythmicly against him ,all the while, uttering a keening sound …

Then all at once he drove home from behind, filling her with each careful stroke , reaching every nook and cranny with his member...oh how he loved this little witch...
Suddenly Harry lifted her legs over his shoulders, making Hermione loose her balance slightly.

Her hands were grasped on the mahogany desk, parchments scattered to the four winds, quills asunder, under Harry's ministrations.

Hermione was now being pounded to with an inch of her life, jackknifed between the desk and Harry's thighs…. And she would not be in any other place for all the Galleons in Gringotts!

Suddenly Harry stopped pumping and Hermione looked over her shoulder at her husband…
Beads of sweat ran down his long eyelashes, onto his cheek and following a trail down his jawbone….

He gave her a smile worth a thousand promises and she knew then, she would never be left wanting!
Harry kissed her softly and turned her back around to face him….
Harry placed his warm tender hands upon her stomach, and shifted Hermione back until she was flush against the desk…

Lifting up knees over his shoulders, opening her far and wide. His hand slid down, towards the apex of her opening and saw how slick and wet she was… for him….

His hand slid down to her opening and long, slick fingers, parted her swollen flesh, exposing all of her to his intense gaze…..
Slowly he pushed two fingers into her tight, warm welcoming heat, and Hermione gave out a gutteral moan……

Harry accioed the bag he brought with him, earlier on, and accioed again the contents!
To Hermiones surprise she saw, a tub of green tinged gel….
It had a minty smell to it and she wondered what it was….

She caught the small tub in her hands and read out loud
'Ann summer's pleasure gel' and underneath in smaller script
'For that clit tingling sensation'………

Hermione's eyes widened with anticipation. Harry had indeed, exceeded all expectations today…..

Slowly he unscrewed the cap and took a liberal amount on two fingers and began to rub ever so slowly, oh so slowly, the gel onto Hermione's petals..
Hermione's eyes widened and she felt a cold, tingling sensation….

Harry was watching intently as he began to rub, and suddenly thrust two fingers into her waiting heat.
Hermione threw her head back in utter bliss as Harry began rythmicly pushing two fingers in and out at a slow pace….it was so slow Hermione was trying to speed up his thrust but Harry was having none of it, he was too far gone to care…. He was getting so much pleasure out of watching his wife come undone in his hands, and literally!

Suddenly without warning Harry withdrew his fingers and plunged into her waiting heat…
'nurghhhhhh' Harry cried out and began pumping furiously….
Harry began to rub her clit while, while pumping in and out of her with wild abandon…

Hermione threw her head back and came hard and fast, white lights blurring her vision, sending her body into a frenzy…
Harry followed her over the edge with her name on his lips…

With a well worn, and very sated sigh, Hermione inhaled the fragrance ingrained on her pillowcase…
Harry it always smelled like Harry….

She heard stirrings in the kitchen, and the next thing she knew she could smell coffee, and toasted crumpets? Oh my..he made breakfast again!
She began to methodicly trying to catergarize their lovemaking..
It was a novelty of pure freedom that she enjoyed.. No hidden desires, always brought to the full frontal of her mind, ever increasing in depth and wanton abandon, would surely decrease in the years ahead? But would it? She highly doubted it ever would with a man like Harry by her side..
Harry had ultimately taken her in fun and some playful ways and branded her for himself all those years ago without even knowing he did, she was sure of that much….he was a very adapt and very playful lover who knew her bodies wants second to only her and treated her with so much respect, she cried at times…

unexpected, unfulfilled emotions filled her head and she caught herself thinking back through the years, while they were still at Hogwarts….

No matter what lay ahead of them it would always be just the two of them, even if they did start the family Harry always wanted in the near future it would always be just Harry and Hermione….it had to be……
The clock on the bedside cabinet read 9:07a.m….

She wanted to drag herself away from her tangled bed but she gave in at the site of a very naked Harry, walking ever so sexily into their bedroom, completely nude carrying her breakfast tray adorned with a single white rose…
Harry settled the tray down on the bed, and began to pour her coffee and butter her crumpets, just how she liked them…
he then began to feed her bit by bit, ever so slowly ,revelling in the fact this was turning her on as much as it was having an obvious effect on him as well..
He just could not get enough of her in any , shape or form…
had they always been this insatiable? He thought so yes… there wasn't a wizard alive who would not be turned on by her luscious body….
Many wizards in the Leaky Cauldron or the 3 Broomsticks, were they frequented on Friday evenings ,hardly made it unnoticeable they were checking his wife out,and part of him was oh so proud…he was Hers, and she was His…..

After a rather long, luxurious soak in the bath, accompanied by Harry of course, the two of them gathered there fresh clothes and hurried to get dressed as they had to meet Ron & Luna
at the leaky for dinner and to catch up on all the gossip, that had no doubt accumulated during the course of the week….

Hermione had decided to wear her dark claret very form fitting satin evening dress which accentuated her curves very nicely..Harry was getting hot under the collar already and they had yet to leave there home! The witch! She knew what she was doing to him….well payback was a bitch huh? Tonight would be soooooo much fun…..

It was a little after 8pm when two of the wizrding worlds most famous couple entered the leaky..
Luna was waiting fir them in there usual spot in the secluded booth in the corner…the Potters did like their privacy somewhat…
After greetings were made they were approached by a young barmaid who quite brazenly eyed Harry up as though he as on the menu! Hermione just smirked at Harry's obvious displeasure..he never would in a million years realise how handsome he was..and that every witch this side of the atlantic wanted to bed him…but thankfully that was reserved for her and her alone…

the two couples made small talk while they waited for there meals to arrive.
"Harry, I was just telling Luna about Cristian trying to chat up Malfoy in polyjuice disguise'
Harry laughed outloud…Christin was a new recruit and Draco Malfoy was testing out a new version of the polygenic potion to help track dark wizards, ect and to help with basic undercover operations..Christian was very taken to Ophelia" and was quite upset and shocked when she morphed into no other than his boss , Draco Malfoy…the whole Auror team witnessed it and would not let young Christian live it down in a hurry.

Luna began by telling them of her last expedition looking for Alsapine Nargles, on her last exploits to Sweden in march…Ron adored his wife to be and finally understood when he met Luna there was a certain quality about her..Hermione had been right, she was unique and she was all Ron's …
Later on in the evening Fred & George mad there way into the leaky in rather a jovial mood, as per usual..
Right on cue they started to make very luscious comments to Hermione who took it all in good fun.. It has taken her years if she admitted it to accept the twins unique sense of humour and embrace it for all it was worth…
but now she found their was something else she would not mind embracing again and that had to be Harry's tight sexy bum… she was oh so very very sure she would have him clenching it by the end of the evening, sat in her palms, kneeding him, milking him for all he was worth….
She had to admit to herself, she loved the Friday night gatherings but as much as she loved the gathering of old friends, she could not wait to get home and let Harry take her to that higher place yet again……

Harry & Hermione made there way home around 12:15 a.m…
They chose to walk the few blocks to there home in Central London..
They did not however, get very far before the hormones kicked in.
Harry without warning spun Hermione around and pushed her up against a wall…his fingers wrapped in her her, while his other hand started to lift up her dress..
Hermiones breathing became eratic, and she began to emit a soft mewing noise in the back of her throat..
Harry began to kiss her deeply, loosing himself completely in her essence, drinking her in…..
a wave of desire ciursed through her as Harry parted her thong and thrust two fingers into her waiting heat….
Hermione's hands were not idle either as she grabbed the front of his trousers and found a rather large bulge just waiting for attention.
Suddenly she grasped his buttocks in her hands and ground his arousal into her mound…
she needed to have an orgasm, here and now danmit!
Harry knew what she wanted and he moved them further down the alleyway and cast a disalusionment charm on them both…
her keaning sounds were driving him nearer the edge , and in one foul swoop he was driving in her warm dam heat to the hilt..
"ohhhhhhhh Haaaaarrrrrryyyyyyyyy"
Hermione was delirious….he was filling her in way unimaginable, here in an alleyway not one block from home….in one swift movement of wandless magic, she transfigured Harry's dark green satin dress shirt and slacks into those claret Quidditch robes..
She was HOME!

Harry began to pump into her with wild abandon..she would be so bruised tomorrow but nothing what a good healing charm wouldn't fix in the morning…
Hermione hitched her legs up further and Harry rotated his hips and this sent him deeper into her warm depths.
He knew she was not far off climaxing and began to pound into her for all he was worth, all the while his robes billowing behind him in the breeze…the cool rush of air on his buttocks along with Hermiones tiny hands drove him over the edge and Hermione followed….white lights flashed, stars erupted and the two of them, breathing erratically, leaned against the wall in a tangle of sweatylimbs and the after smell of sex….

Hermione felt Harry smile against her neck as he nipped and suckled, while coming back down from his high…she loved this about him. He was so tender, so caring, so perfect. And she loved him so….
After muttering a cleansing charm, they apparated the rest of the way home, all the while giggling like a bunch of school girls at there exsplosive, unexpected, tryst in the back alley….
Unlocking there door, they raced each other upstairs, tearing at each other like wild frenzied animals….
Hermione jumped on the bed and positioned herself to Harry on her knees, in her black lacy stockings, bottom in the air,her sex dripping in anticipation….
Harry needed no more encouraging, he bent his knees at the edge f the bed lifted up her bottom to meet his body and drove home in one forceful thrust…
Tilting her hips to meet his forcefull thrusts, he whispered to her and asked her was she ok…all he received in response was her muscles tighten around him……

Prongs 69 2007