AN: This is the finale of the story. It is an adult chapter so if you're not of age where you are you should not proceed any further. I have really enjoyed writing this and as I said at the beginning it is my first attempt at not just writing fan fiction but in writing so please if you liked it let me know what you liked and if you didn't, I'd like to hear that too. Constructive criticism always helps to make us better at whatever we do and I look forward to your comment. I have even started to develop an interesting twist for my next piece which will be much longer.

Thanks and Peace to all.

Chapter 4, The Love

Hand to throat, wrist to wrist, pulse to pulse, slowly they come back to themselves. Their heads coming down to gaze upon each other. Hermione, her hand sliding around to the base of Fleur's neck, pulls her into their first real kiss. A kiss filled with all the desire, potential and mystery of the evening. Fleur moans and Hermione pulls her deeper into the kiss, her tongue tickling at her lips finds acceptance and the feel of Fleur's tongue against hers. The taste of her so intoxicating she's reluctant to release her. They separate desperate for air, remaining motionless, just gazing at each other. Memorizing each other. The touching moment is broken though as Ron snores and they fall into each other's arms, rolling over on the bed laughing. Hermione raises up onto one arm glances at her husband across Fleur's boosom and says, "I told that him not to drink too much, silly git."

Fleur's hand caresses her cheek and she turns back to her lover. Fleur says, "Let him sleep maybe he'll be sober and awaken when the time is right," she pulls her down to her, soft lips meeting again. Hermione is amazed at the tenderness of the kiss and the softness of her lover's lips. She opens her mouth to allow her tongue to play at Fleur and she answers, opening her mouth and a lover's wrestling match starts. Fleur pulls slowly back and whispers, "You my love have on entirely too much clothes." Hermione blushes, turning her gaze aside, "Fleur, are the Veela strict about this, about sex before marriage and such? I mean, if we're going to be together for life, should we," "Wait?" Fleur asks. "Oui, some tribes are very strict. Nothing, not even a kiss before the bonding. My tribe is not so, after all we are French, n'es-ce pas?" and gives her a wink.

Hermione gives a little laugh whispering, "Then I think that you do too," and proceeds to unbutton Fleur's shirt. There's a part of her that wants to rip her clothes off like a child unwrapping a Christmas package but she holds that part in check. Slowly they undress each other. Turning the act into one of making love. Treasuring each new bit of bare skin revealed and drinking in the other's body. Lavishing each other with caresses and kisses. Learning the sensitive spots and memorizing the triggers that really set the other's blood to boiling.

Fleur pulls Hermione into an embrace, her hands giving little tickles and scratches to her back yearning for another taste of her lips. Hermione pushes back the hair from Fleur's face freely giving it to her. Fleur's hands slid down to the small of her back and pulls her in so their tummy's touch and holds her there for a second before slipping them up to unhook her bra. Hermione pulls back for a second still gently but firmly holding Fleur's face in her hands as she feels the tightness of her bra slack and after a second or two allows it to slide from her shoulders down to the bend of her arms. As Fleur leans in she catches her breath as their breast touch skin to skin for the first time. Fleur breathes heavily into her ear and nibbles at an earlobe feeling her lover catch her breath again as she sucks it into her mouth.

When they are down to nothing but their knickers Fleur pulls Hermione down beside her and they lay together arm in arm gazing into each other's eyes and sharing little kisses not wanting to break the moment. Fleur says, "We don't have to do anything you're not ready to do. We have all the time we want." Hermione kisses her, "I want you. I have since I first laid eyes on you on that stage singing to me." Fleur kisses her back, "Bon," and brings the back of her free hand to her tummy softly rubbing up and down. Each move going farther and farther till her hand grazes the soft under side of her breast, slowly cups it relishing the softness there as her thumb and finger lightly pull the nipples and roll them between. Hermione's eyes open wide at the feeling and a guttural sound escapes her lips. Fleur looks at her and asks, " My Cherie, you are sensitive, is it too much?" When Hermione comes back to herself she smiles at Fleur, "No my love, you are perfect."

Fleur brushes the hair back form Hermione's face and her hand begins its decent to her center. The touch is so gentle, something between a tickle and a scratch, it startles Hermione. Fleur slows her hand as she passes her bellybutton and begins to explore this new territory. When she reaches the waistband of her knickers her hand wonders left then back to the right. Hermione's breath catches and Fleur can feel the little flutters of the muscles reacting to her touch. She turns her hand and slides it over the soft fabric to cup her lover's center feeling the wetness and heat that has been building there. Hermione's hands fly to clasp Fleur's face and she pulls her in touching foreheads, trying hard to catch her breath which is coming in short gasps. She looks into Fleur's eye's and hisses, "Yes, please yes."

Fleur whispers, "Shh Cherie, you must relax. Do you trust me?" Hermione replies with a moan and, "Yes, yes I trust you." Fleur kisses her and says, "then," and with a deft move and a quick spell removes the only remaining clothing they have on. One last kiss to her lips and she starts to explore her body allowing her lips to do the sensing. With little kisses, nips and a soft wet tongue she slowly begins. Kissing and nipping at her neck she leaves no sign of passage except for the soft sounds of her lover's pleasure. Her hands gently caress her breasts as her thumbs circle the areola and when she sucks a nipple in between her lips Hermione arches her back as strong hands come to clamp her head to her and she moans at the feeling. Fleur moves to the other breast and loves it before she begins her journey of discovery down Hermione's body. Kisses to the soft underside of her breasts and her tongue draws a warm wet line form the valley between her breasts to her bellybutton which she finds to be very ticklish. She flicks her tongue in and out of her bellybutton kissing and giving little nips to the surrounding skin. Her hands move down to grasp her knees and with a little pressure Hermione draws them up raising her center to Fleur and she brings a hand to again cup her lover as her nose runs through the soft curly hair there, savoring the scent of her lover.

Fleur places a finger to each side of her love and slides her fingers up open her love up to her. "You are so beautiful, ma Cheri," she says and she places a kiss just above that most sensitive spot drawing her tongue down close to the joint of one leg then back up the other. Hermione's hips fight to stay in place. Fleur feels her desire and her need. She places one finger on her lover and takes the wetness there. Slowly she starts adding pressure to it till it slides slowly into her core. Hermione sucks a breath in hard and Fleur waits to allow her to become accustomed to the presence of her finger there then slowly starts to move it, giving her lover a little more with each stroke. She turns her hand and curls her finger finding the spongy patch and applies pressure adding kisses to her love and as her hips begin to buck she sucks her love into her lips and watches as Hermione is overcome by the climax holding the pressure up till she knows it's over and will be painful to continue.

Fleur lays there for a minute resting her head on Hermione's thigh, waiting as she comes down and back to herself before slipping the finger from her love. Hermione's eyes flutter open and she reaches for Fleur. They move to embrace and lie still, holding each other. Hermione whispers, "Fleur, I've never, I mean never felt anything like that. Not with anyone." Fleur lifts her head to look into her eyes and smiles whispering, "I am happy that I could share this with you." As Hermione's strength starts to come back she raises up and draws Fleur into a kiss as a hand moves across the Veela's stomach to cup one of her breasts. Hermione gives her a wicked smile as she pinches the nipple and Fleur sharply draws in a breath. Her eyes come up to Hermione's but she puts a finger to her lips and says, "Shh, just be with me now."

Hermione, emboldened by what her lover has given her allows her hands to roam free over her body followed closely followed by her lips and tongue. Her tongue and lips torment Fleur's breasts. She clamps down gently on one nipple with her teeth allowing it to scrape against the teeth on its way out. Her hand is at Fleur's center before she knows it, playing in the wetness there and she carefully slides two finger up into her lover and slowly starts moving them in time to her hip movement. Fleur's hips start moving faster and Hermione can sense that she is close. She removes her fingers and Fleur rocks her hips away from her and Fleur sucks in a quick breath as the feeling subsides. "Not just yet my love, but soon I promise you will have your release." Hermione says as she places light kisses around her stomach.

Hermione raises up on her knees and moves out from between Fleur's legs. She tickles the hip next to her and tells Fleur, "Over please." Fleur rolls over and Hermione slaps her bum and says, "Up now," and Fleur raises up to her hands and knees. Hermione lets her hands play over the back and rear of her lover. Her hands loving the softness of the skin. She wraps her hands around hugging her close and pinches her nipples. As her hands come back one hand holds her lovers hips against her as he other places a slight pressure between the shoulder blades tells Fleur to lay her head and shoulders on the pillow beneath her. Hermione works her hands back down to Fleur's center. She places licks two fingers and moves them over the hood and starts a slow circular motion. As Fleur starts to heat back up again she starts to rock her hips trying to get her to go faster. Hermione removes her fingers and kisses her hip and says, "Shh, ma amour, Please let me do this." Fleur sighs and Hermione replaces her fingers and starts to move them slowly again. As Fleur heats up again she leans over and lets her tongue travel the length of her core. With each trip her tongue takes Fleur lets out a little gasp and when finally she moves to lay down between her lovers legs, her arms move to press on Fleur's ribs and raise her up to her knees. Fleur moves up and places her hands on the wall to steady herself. Hermione pulls down on her hips and she lowers herself to her lips. Hermione starts off slowly again kissing her, tracing the joint of her legs and through her core till Fleur is at the brink again and once again she stops and moves from under her. Fleur is about to tears and Hermione pulls her close into a hug from behind. She says, "This time love, I promise you will have your release." And turn her head around to her, gives her a smile and a kiss on the cheek.

She directs her to lay on her back while she leans over to the night stand and pulls out a tube. "I think we might could use a bit of this. I know your extremely sensitive now and I don't want us to get dry and it hurt you." Hermione moves between her legs and slides forward slipping one leg under Fleur's and the other leg over her other one. She dabbed some of the lubricant on herself and some onto Fleur and moved in so they were center to center, touching cores. Slowly they started to rock their hips rubbing against each other. Hermione started to speed up the pace and it didn't take long for Fleur to find her release and it was strong. Hermione didn't stop though till she had brought Fleur to a second climax and she moved quickly up to embrace her. Holding her tight as her body shook with the spasms of their love making.

The two laid there in the afterglow enjoying the closeness, neither one wanting to move, exchanging light kisses. Fleur finally raised up on her elbow and glanced over to the chair where Ron was still asleep. "We should do something for him." Hermione mirrored Fleur and with a twinkle in her eye says, "or to him," which makes them both giggle. The girls slide down the bed to where he is and off onto the floor. Hermione carefully unbuckles his belt and opens the button on his jeans and Fleur unzips his fly, then both carefully worked his jeans down. Hermione unbuttoned his shirt, took him in hand and soon had him standing at attention. Fleur looked at him and said, "Hermione, he is, oh my." Hermione smiled and said, "Yes and he knows how to use it too." Fleur placed her hand on him and the girls moved up to each suck at a nipple. When Hermione bit down on it though Ron came back to life. "Oh Merlin's Beard that feels good" The girls laughed and at the same time said "Ron, don't be such a git." Hermione let go of him, looked at Fleur and said, "You first," and as she took Ron in he smiled and said, "Well, I guess gits really do get lucky."

Fini.