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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
