Hermione woke up to hands on her bare skin. The woman turned in his grip and gazed at the handsome man in front of her. Her hand grazed his facial hair and ran through his speckled chest hair. Her fingertips played over his scars and he chuckled as she tickled his skin.

"Won't let me sleep in, Hermione?" Remus grumbled and she pulled closer to him.

"Do you want me to wake you up properly?" She whispered and started nuzzling his neck.

He growled and ran hands over her bare back. "If you start that, I am going to fuck you into the floor, love." He rumbled and she giggled.

"I might like that too much, Remus," she breathed and ran her fingers over his chest.

He exhaled heavily and chuckled, "I really don't want to be rough with you at first." She ran her tongue gently under the corner of his jaw and he shivered. "But, if you keep that up I will ruin you for any other man..."

She ran her hands over him under the blankets and he glared at her, "are you tempting fate?"

Hermione smiled and batted her eyelashes at him, "just teasing you. I will stop if you like."

He pulled her to him and nuzzled her neck, "you come in here... wake me up... strip my clothes from me... and snuggle until sleep takes us. That is a tease if I ever had one in my bed before." He grumbled against her skin.

"Remus, would you like to shag me?" She inquired, pushing him enough away to see his orbs.

"I would love to, over and over again until you are oozing with satisfaction. However, I have a feeling if I shag you now, I would be cheating you out on charming you. I don't want to just be a man who shags a beautiful wanting woman. I want to be the one she can't help but to think about." He finished and she huffed.

"Remus..." She whimpered with a pout.

He ran a hand between her legs and she arched, "oh, well, seems you had a different plan," the man rumbled and felt how damp she was. "I have an idea," he whispered and pressed her flat to the bed.

His fingers teased her and she moaned making him grin and watch her body give in to him. His free hand ran over her naked form and she breathed heavily. "Remus, please," she murmured and he kissed her lips gently.

Pulling away from her, he moved toward her and placed her legs on his shoulders. "alright, Hermione, I will give you a bit of relief." He grumbled with a wolfish grin and his mouth went to her, making her howl in delight at the shocks of pleasure.

He chuckled against her and a finger entered her making her pant and arch to him. "Oh, Remus, that is lovely," she sighed through her breathing and he continued his attack.

One of her hands ran over her chest and the other went through his hair as she enjoyed him. He was so excellent at it that it made her head spin at how quickly she was responding to him. Remus was enamored by her passion and wanted to just do this all-day long. He could feel it; her breath growing urgent, her tightening around his fingers... she was beautifully torn. He held her there and would slow and let her calm just to tease her back to the edge swiftly. Her fingers gripped his hair tightly and he knew she couldn't wait any longer.

"Hermione, why don't you just let go for me, love," he declared against her skin and she howled and he felt her starting to crash.

The quivering, the moans, the absolute beauty of her climaxing was magical to him. It was something he had fantasized about but it wasn't nearly as amazing in his mind as she was then. Her sweet textures... he could never even begin to think a woman was this exceptional and wanted him.

He pulled away from her as she was coming down and giggled, "Remus! You are so great at that!" She gasped and giggled again.

Flopping next to her on the bed he grinned and shrugged, "I am a pleaser by nature. That is one of the many things I secretly pride myself on."

She leaned up to him and kissed him deeply. Her tongue danced with his and that made it more heated to know she was tasting his deed. She smirked at him with a raised eyebrow, "are you willing to start your day?" She asked and he cleared his throat.

"Give me a few minutes? I could break teeth," he muttered and blushed lightly.

She glanced down and gasped, blushing brightly, "oh..."

Remus chuckled and nodded, "a bit much?"

Hermione turned scarlet, "I don't even think that would fit."

"It will," he replied quickly and she laughed and nodded.

"Did you want-" he cut her off with a shake of his head.

"Not this morning... maybe later," he replied and smiled at her.

"I look forward to it, see you soon," she whispered and kissed him again before climbing off the bed. "Thank you for being a naughty gentleman, Remus. I will make it up to you," she finished with a wink and threw her clothes on.

She blew him a kiss and left his room. He slumped against his bed and groaned. "does she really have to be so damn delicious?" He asked the air and rubbed his face with a smile.

Hermione was skipping down the stairs and Ginny cleared her throat, "I had to come down here because someone was being too loud."

The older woman blushed brightly and turned to the woman drinking her tea, "sorry, did I wake you?"

Ginny giggled and nodded, "You did... Very loudly, but at least James stayed asleep for it. Harry thankfully went to help Sirius in the garage so neither heard you. Sounds like you had a great morning."

Hermione sighed and nodded, "Remus decided to give me a bit of relief..." She trailed off and cleared her throat.

Ginny smirked and held her cup up, "sounded fruitful." The redhead waggled her eyebrows. "Did you return the favor?"

"She did not, as of yet," Remus murmured as he finished coming down the stairs. "Would you two like me to cook breakfast or would you like to go out this morning?"

The ladies glanced at each other, "go out to where?"

"A nice little breakfast place I enjoy. Outdoor patio, nice atmosphere." Remus declared and Ginny nodded.

"Sounds nice, I am going to get my son up and we will head out," Ginny replied and stood up.

Ginny smiled at Remus as she went up the stairs and Hermione bit her lip and smiled at him. "Going to be Mr. Charming today?" She questioned and he grinned and nodded.

"You deserve my best," he told her and ran a hand over her waist.

She kissed him deeply and he smiled against her lips as she pulled away, "you seem to always impress me, Remus."

"I hope I continue to," he whispered and she kissed his cheek.

"I am sure you will, I am going to get dressed." She murmured and pulled away from him.

"Can I come watch?" He snickered and she grinned impishly.

"Maybe if you promise to be good," her voice was playful.

"Oh, I cannot promise that." He retorted and she smirked.

"Then you can undress me later." She finished and climbed the stairs.

0o0o

"Padfoot, do you need that wrench?" Harry asked and Sirius patted the ground under the car with him.

"Yes, kid, please," Sirius grumbled and Harry placed it near his hand.

Peter entered the garage and was whistling which Sirius found odd. "Wormtail, did you watch your favorite porn this morning? Why are you so happy?" Sirius spat and the stubby man laughed.

"No, but there was the makings of one at the house this morning." The man replied and started to prep his tools to fix the car next to the one Sirius was working on.

Harry frowned and scratched his head, "what do you mean?"

"Just a certain female was being quite vocal about her enjoyment this morning. I thought Padfoot had a woman over, but I suppose not. She ended up coming from Moony's room." Peter murmured and Sirius yanked himself from under the car and stood up.

"Who did Moony have over?" Sirius growled and Peter tried to hide his glee by staying turned to his work.

"Well, Hermione Granger came skipping from his room and into the bathroom shortly after her mystical siren calls had ended." Peter declared and turned to them with a straight face, "she looked quite satisfied."

Sirius glowered at him, "don't fib to me, Wormtail. You know I hate your tales."

Peter waved him off, "I promise you I am being very truthful. They left for breakfast with Harry's wife and son not too long ago."

Sirius snorted and waved it off, "she must have crawled in his bed this morning when I was missing."

Harry watched the sour note of jealousy arrive on Sirius's expression. "How did the date go?" He was trying to change the subject.

"Bloody fantastic, Harry. She is an amazing woman. Intelligent, far more than me, engaging, funny. I actually really enjoy her beyond physical attraction." Sirius confessed and ran a hand through his mess hair, yanking at his bun. Harry patted his shoulder and Sirius frowned, "but it is hard. I know she wants to be fair, I want her to. I want her to make Moony happy. He deserves to be happy, but I have never been very good at sharing."

"Sharing and Padfoot never mix well," Peter declared with a nod.

Harry was intrigued, "who were you trying to share with?"

Sirius sighed heavily, "it is such a long story. Her name was Mary. Mary McDonald; Moony and I dated her. She was going to marry him and I was more than happy for that; he deserved it. I did not mind being the side piece and she never treated me like it. One day before Lily and James left early to go home, she comes out screaming. Something about how disgusting we were and I was a grotesque prick for suggesting it. Still again, no clue what she was howling about as Moony tried to calm her down when he got home from school. She left us, told us she was going to call the police on us if we contacted her again. Last, I heard she moved back to England and got married. Two kids."

Harry felt dumbstruck, "you don't have a clue why she just got upset one day?"

Sirius groaned and rubbed a greasy hand on his face, "no, Harry, I do not. You would have thought Moony and I would have learned. Don't fall for the same woman, marauders." Sirius shook his head, "I should just let her spend time with Moony. I ruin anything good with relationships."

"Don't be dramatic, Padfoot," Peter waved a hand at him and went over to the other car.

"Lily and James left the next day. Moony said Mary told Lily what happened and James insisted that they get back home. Lily did not tell us. She refused; said she needed time." Sirius threw the wrench across the room and it smacked against the wall.

"Sirius, just relax," Harry muttered and Sirius growled.

"Harry, I am a horrible person. I ruined my friend's happiness. I am at fault for my best mate and his wife death I am a piece of shit and she deserves better." Sirius spat and dug through a drawer nearby. "I need a smoke and a fuck. Maybe I will get off early and look for some tail." With that, he stomped outside with a lighter, a pack of cigarettes and a sour disposition.

"He will get over it," Peter told Harry with a smile and Harry sighed heavily.

"I hope so."