Chapter 8


Hermione leaned up to kiss Sirius softly; her dry lips meeting his. The simple contact send shivers up her spine and electric nerve endings were set off at every point their flesh touched. His hands moved to her hips pulling her flush against his groin making them both groan; her hands gripped his hair as her passion increased.

"Merlin Hermione" he whispered against her mouth before he took it almost savagely in the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced. Her tongue duelled with his and he quickly gained dominance by catching her off guard and slipping his knee between hers; she almost forgot to breathe as he shifted so he was pressing against her.

"Sirius" she cried into his mouth as he began to gently rock, matching the movement of his knee to his tongue. She began to feel dizzy as desire mounted and Sirius's hands began to pull up the cream silk slip she had chosen to wear to bed. The garment barely reached mid-thigh and at the moment was the only thing protecting her from direct contact with him. He pushed the material around her and she gasped again as his flesh pressed against her intimate folds.

His hands moved higher until his thumbs were flicking lazily across her hardened nipples. She shifted restlessly against him trying to gain more friction and he pushed gently against her shoulder so she was lying back against the pillows and he hovered above her. He looked down at her a moment, his expression unreadable, before he lowered his head back to hers.

Increasing the pressure of his fingers he began to pinch her nipples through the thin fabric and she arched her whole body into him whimpering as jolts of pleasure shot straight to her now dripping core. Sirius moved to lick and suckle her neck and by the time he reached her silk covered nipples she was writhing beneath him. He bit down lightly on one causing her to buck against his knee.

"And you had second thoughts about this?" he chuckled against her; his breath causing her to shiver slightly as it ghosted over the damp fabric. Her hands flexed against his scalp as he moved to the other nipple and she was incapable of coherent thought as he gave it the same treatment as before.

Her mouth went slack and she began to pant when he changed the angle of his knee and began to slide up and down against her; the sensations so very different to the rhythmic pressing of flesh against flesh that her virgin body could stand no more and she exploded in his arms. He swallowed her cries of release his own breathing harsh as he strained against his own response all the while still sliding against her as her pulsing climax faded out to the occasional tremor.

He dropped his full weight on her and rested his face in the crook of her neck as she floated back to earth. She was stroking his silky hair enjoying the unfamiliar feelings she was experiencing being this close to another human being when he began to stir. He propped himself on his elbows and grin down at her in an almost lazy way; Hermione would even dare to call that look smug.

"You really are amazing" he whispered, causing her to blush slightly. He brushed a finger against her cheek before kissing her lightly and climbing off her to sit on the edge of the bed. She sat up and watched as he slipped his shoes on before standing and extending an arm to her which she took and rose unsteadily to her feet. She immediately became aware of their height difference; being only five foot four she had to look up at Sirius who stood over six foot tall.

"Where are we going?" she whispered as she let him pull her quietly out of the dorm and down the staircases; she would have to ask him later how he got up there in the first place but right now she was a little distracted sneaking toward the portrait hole.

"Swimming" he whispered before climbing out behind her. She shivered a little when they got out in the hall because she was still only dressed in the silk slip so Sirius wrapped his cloak around her shoulders and pulled her back to his chest sharing his body heat. They moved quickly from the seventh floor and encountered nobody the entire way to the third floor.

"After you" Sirius mocked bowed and opened the door to the pool for her.

"Thankyou" she said and slipped away from his warmth and into that of the large stone room; the now all too familiar scent of chlorine assaulting her senses. Sirius shut the door and placed a locking charm on it before turning back to her. Hermione stood mesmerised as the Animagus pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it behind him in a heap; his shoes and pants soon followed and before she knew it he was standing in front of her naked.

Hermione's breathing became laboured as he stepped closer to her and lightly ran his hands along her shoulders causing a new set of goose bumps to form. He pushed the thin straps down her arms and moved back an inch to let the silk slither from her body and pool at her feet – Hermione fought the urge to cover her breasts with her arms rationalising that he had seen it all before and now was no different. Another part of her brain was screaming that yes this time was very different, this time she was going to loose her virginity.

All thought fled as he snaked an arm under her knees and cradled her in his arms; her backside brushing his arm with every step closer toward the pool. He took the steps slowly until they were fully submerged, only then did he let her go and she floated before him, the ends of her hair snaking out behind her like brown silk ribbons. His body was stilled pressed against hers and the water lapped at them gently as he kissed her slowly, his lips moulding and shaping.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he thrust his tongue inside her mouth. His grip in her hair causing her head to tilt back slightly and Sirius took advantage of the different angle. They continued this way for long minutes until Sirius began to back her toward the stone steps at the shallow end; he sat down on one so that he was partially submerged and Hermione was straddling his lap. He gripped her knees and parted her legs a little more so she could support herself on the step.

She shivered when she felt his arousal pressed against her stomach and realised that this was it; she felt his hand move between them and he inserted a finger within her testing to see if she was ready to receive him. She bit her lip as his mouth moved to her neck and he added a second finger; Hermione whimpered slightly at the feeling of being stretched but Sirius was determined.

"Are you ready?" he asked harshly pulling away from her neck to look her in the eye, his own were clouded with lust and she could only nod her assent.

He gripped her hips and positioned their bodies so that his erection brushed against her opening leaving them both breathless. "I'm so sorry … this is going to hurt" he whispered against her lips. He re-adjusted his grip on her and silently counted to three before pulling her down on him.

Hermione's whole body went stiff and she felt as if she had been sliced in two. Crying out against his mouth she tried desperately to lift herself off him but he refused to let her go instead he whispered endearments and encouraged her to stay still and let her body adjust. She strained to focus on his voice and not the throbbing pain between her legs and before long it worked and she was left with the intense feeling of being full.

Sirius continued to whisper to her kissing her eyelids, her cheek, her neck and mouth all the while smoothing his hands up and down her back holding her against him until sitting still wasn't enough and she couldn't control the small squirm that made him gasp. Intrigued by this response she tried it again this tie gyrating her hips.

"'Mione" he cried out as she did it again this time in the opposite direction; he moved his hands back to her hips and helped guide her as she set her own rhythm. His head fell back and the veins in his neck stood out in an effort to control his mounting lust but the urge to flip her on her back and thrust into her was almost overwhelming. Hermione seemed to sense that he was holding himself back and she gripped his shoulders and stopped the movement.

He looked her in the eye as she slowly lifted herself off his length before drawing him back and slowly impaling herself. It was her turn to cry out at the unbelievable friction and before long she was sliding easily along his length as Sirius continued to let her take her own pace and gave her the control. The feeling of her tight wet muscled cave enveloping him in its scolding heat was quite possible the most amazing thing he had ever felt in his life.

Hermione continued to ride him for long minutes as waves of pleasure washed over her and when Sirius moved his hand to tangle in the tight curls that protected her throbbing bud she cried out as the sensations increased ten fold. He used his thumb to rub her in maddening circles and it wasn't long before her inner muscles began to tighten around his length and her movements became less until she was merely rocking against him trying to find something but she wasn't quite sure.

Sirius sensed her instinctual urge to find that place that would set her off and shifted his hips to give her the angle she needed. Hermione gasped as her entire body tensed and her release washed over her in grasping spasm pulling Sirius over the edge with her. He cried out as his orgasm hit him hard and he thrust none too gently into the young witch as she milked every last drop from him. Several long minutes later she collapsed on his chest gasping for air as he smoothed his hands along her back comforting her. Hermione had never felt anything so incredible in her life.


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