This is the final chapter but I'll be putting up the epi tomorrow.
let me know what you think.
The following two days went as usual, uneventful and pleasant for all parties, that was until the night before Hermione was to leave to return to Hogwarts. Molly seemed more anxious than usual and Hermione spent a lot of time zoning out of conversations and staring into space. Finally the young brunette said she was going to bed, it was still rather early so this surprised the twins and Ron. Ginny and Harry understood though, that the brunette was not looking forward to leaving Molly.
Molly herself had lingered only a few minutes before going upstairs and stepping quietly into the room. Hermione was just pulling on some cotton boxers when the door closed and she looked up smiling at the older witch. The smile didn't quite reach her eyes though and it sent a pang through Molly.
"I think... maybe you should just leave those off." Molly says her cheeks getting faintly redder.
"Oh? Why is that Miss Prewett?" Hermione inquires playfully even as she drops the boxers and steps out of them.
"Well its your last night and i've decided its my turn to show you..." Molly trails off slowly as she steps closer to Hermione.
"Show me what baby?" Hermione asks taking the chance to pull off her tank top just before Molly steps up and wraps her arms around her now bare body.
"Show you how much I love you." Molly confesses and Hermione stands stunned for a moment before a radiant smile split her face.
Ever since Hermione's initial confession of love she had been waiting for Molly to return the sentiment. She felt that the red-head did harbour very strong feelings and she had hoped they were feelings of love but Molly had not spoken the words she wanted to hear. Until now that is and Hermione couldn't begin to explain just how happy hearing those words had made her. All thoughts of her pending departure left her and she soon found herself spread across the bed she shared with the glorious woman before her.
"You love me?" Hermione's question comes out in a whisper as she watches the older woman undress herself.
"Yes... I'm sorry I never said it sooner love. That was selfish of me." Molly was a little shamefaced as she said this and Hermione really didn't like that.
Just as Molly was done removing her last article of clothing, her briefs, Hermione sat up and pulled the older woman down on top of her laying back on the bed with Molly resting comfortably between her legs. Hermione tenderly reached up and brushed red hair back from slightly flushed cheeks and pecked the soft full lips before her.
"You don't have to be sorry Molly, I hoped you would say those words to me sooner or later but it didn't matter to me when. Thank you." Hermione husked out softly her eyes full of love and lust.
"Well now i've told you, I need to show. I need to give back what you've given me for the last few nights without letting me return the favor." Molly grins at this point and dips her head brushing the slender neck with her lips before giving a harsh nip. Instead of the yelp she thought she would get Hermione moaned softly and Molly found this quite interesting.
"Be my guest..." Hermione murmur tilting her head to allow Molly more access to her neck, Molly willingly took advantage and began to suck hard on the young witch's pulse point.
Hermione let out another soft moan as Molly left her mark and she blindly felt along the top of the covers for her wand. Finding it she huskily cast Muffliato before tossing the wand to the side again as she tangled her fingers in Molly's hair. Molly had waisted no time in moving lower peppering kisses over the brunette's collar, chest and finally over the soft full breasts. Hermione's soft panting turned into considerably louder moaning when Molly wrapped her lips around the hard dark peak.
Molly understood now why Hermione had cast the silencing spelling over the room, for as loud as Molly had been Hermione was twice as vocal. Between gasps and loud moans Hermione urged her lover to use teeth, to bite or suck a little harder and Molly found the instruction to be quite the turn on. She found she rather enjoyed the young witch telling her how best to bring the brunette pleasure.
"Oh god, Molly you, uh... you don't have to do... do that if you don't want." Hermione gasped out as Molly licked and nibbled her way down Hermione's toned stomach, her destination obvious.
"I want to... I need to taste you Hermione." Molly mumbled against hard muscle as she moved lower still, her teeth scraping over Hermione's hip causing the younger woman to moan loudly.
"Then please... fuck me! I'm so wet for you Molly." Hermione begged and could feel the woman smirk against the top of her leg a moment before the lips were gone.
"Really?" Molly was suddenly in front of the young woman who growled in frustration.
Without speaking Hermione untangled her hand from Molly's hair and while the older woman watched with lust blown eyes she reached down between her own legs. She briefly dipped her middle and ring finger between sopping folds before lifting her hand for Molly to inspect. If usually light brown eyes hadn't already been black with desire they would have been when she noticed the glistening wetness on the brunettes fingers.
Hermione hadn't expected the woman above her to take her hand in her own and bring glistening fingers to her lips but that was what she did. With gazes locked Molly boldly took the fingers into her mouth and sucked the copious arousal from slim digits. Hermione didn't even try to stifle her moan of approval the sight and feel of Molly's lips wrapped around her fingers only sending another jolt of pleasure to her core.
"Molly... please." Hermione husked out need thick in her voice.
Molly grinned and kissed Hermione hard on the lips lingering for a moment before she suddenly pulled back. She settled herself so she was laying on her front between muscular thighs that didn't require any adjustment. Taking a moment to look at Hermione from this angle she could see clearly the delicious swell of soft breasts and the hard lines of her toned stomach, even more than that the clean shaven space between hard thighs looked particularly delectable.
Wasting no more time she dipped down and pressed a light kiss to soft monds before trailing her lips lower nibbling along slick folds as hands tangled in her hair again. Gripping gently Hermione arched her back and let out a long drawn out moan as a wet probing tongue finally tasted her before lips wrapped around her aching clit.
Hermione had never felt anything so incredible before in her life and it really didn't take her very long at all before she reached her climax screaming Molly's name. If she thought she would get a respite she was wrong. Without even letting her get her breath back and with no intention of bringing her down gently Molly pushed into the young woman with soft long fingers.
Hermione winced slightly and Molly seemed to notice as she froze and looked up at the sweaty, panting young woman. Before she got to say anything, she was going to apologise, Hermione moved her hips slightly and spoke up in a breathy voice.
"Don't you dare stop now Molly." Hermione demanded as seriously as her breathless husky voice would allow her.
Molly for her part couldn't help but smile and instead of apologising like she had been inclined to she simply went back to the task at hand. Lips wrapped back around a hard sensitive clit and fingers began pushing and brushing as silken walls as she gently thrust into the young woman. Hermione moaned loudly rolling her hips as though trying to ride face and fingers. It didn't take long at all for Hermione to come crashing down a second time but still Molly wouldn't relent.
Hermione begged and pushed but it was futile, she was too sensitive so much so it was borderline painful as Molly continued a harder assault, thrusting faster into her and suck almost cruelly on the hard nub. The young witch could feel herself right there on the edge of a cataclysmic orgasm but the over stimulation was impeding her from reaching that peak. She was almost in tears begging Molly to stop and let her rest, she was about to push harder to remove the woman from between her legs when Molly bit down not too harshly but it had the desired effect.
Hermione screamed her release to the heavens praising Molly as her body tensed and arched off the bed. Right at her peak black spots began to dance behind her eyes and before she could convince herself to draw a breath she lost consciousness. Slumping back on the bed passed out Molly looked up concerned until she noticed the deep breathing.
Concern was quickly replaced with smugness when she realised she had caused the young witch to pass out and gently she climbed up laying beside her lover and taking up the brunettes wand. Molly conjured a blanket from downstairs and covered them both before resting her head on Hermione's shoulder. It became apparent that Hermione was no longer unconscious and instead simply asleep when an arm lazily draped around Molly's shoulders.
When Hermione woke the following morning she frowned not remembering what had happened after she came that final time. It was at that point she realised she must have passed out and she couldn't help but blush. She didn't notice that Molly was beside her, hand resting between her breasts, until the red haired woman spoke.
"Finally you're awake. I thought I was going to have to take you to a mediwitch or something." Molly teased lightly and Hermione frowned.
"I passed out didn't I? That's kind of embarrassing." Hermione mumbled her cheeks flaming brighter.
"Embarrassing? Sweetheart no... that was... incredibly sexy. I'm kind of sorry I didn't stop when you asked but personally I think the result was worth it." Molly admitted her smug grin back on her face.
"You think? Molly you made me come so hard I passed out. It was definitely worth it. Now I think you should lay really still and let me have my way with you before I have to get ready." Hermione grinned rolling so she was laying on top of the older woman who chuckled at her.
"That sounds like a lovely idea except you slept quite late and we have to leave in an hour. You still have to shower and get something to eat." Molly tilts her head when Hermione starts to nibble along her neck.
"You're kidding?" Hermione lifted her head frowning and Molly smiled and shook her head.
"No i'm afraid not sweetheart. You need to get up and get ready." Molly's tone holds a slight amount of sadness as she speaks and it tugs at Hermione.
"Alright but... you know I love you Molly. I want this, us, to last. Can... can we make it work?" Hermione asks sliding off to lay beside the woman she's fallen in love with.
"Of course. I thought about it last night actually while you were asleep. I figure, we can write, spend at least some of the smaller holidays together plus there are Hogsmead weekends that I can come and see you on. I want this too Hermione. I love you too." Molly smiles fondly at the young witch beside her and is gently drawn into a long tender kiss.
"You need to shower." Molly adds when they pull back from the kiss and Hermione laughs softly.
"Alright. I'll be down shortly." Hermione smiles kisses her love one last time before getting off the bed. It was then she realised just how sore she is.
Molly watched as Hermione put on her boxers and tank top before gathering jeans underwear and a long sleeved shirt, one that wouldn't hide the dark purple bruise on her neck, and headed out to the bathroom. When she was alone she got up and dressed before heading downstairs casting a featherweight charm on Hermione's trunk and taking it with her.
Barely a half hour later Hermione walked into the kitchen glaring at Molly who could only smirk at the young woman. Before Hermione could chastise the woman for leaving such an obvious mark Fred and George began to tease her. Rolling her eyes Hermione simply attempted to ignore them and made herself a bowl of porridge and honey with extra cream.
Molly watched her lover and her children along with Harry eat breakfast smiling though she was going to miss having everyone in the house. It just being the twins and herself with Winky in the house was going to be a little lonely and she was worried she wouldn't have enough distraction from missing Hermione. Her contemplation was cut short when a slim arm slid around her waist and a kiss landed on her cheek.
"Write me as often as you like Molly. Even if its just to tell me how your day has been." Hermione whispered softly in the slightly smaller woman's ear.
"I will. I love you darling." Molly smiled not whispering quite so low so obviously the staring teenagers heard her confession.
"This is going to really suck for you guys huh?" Ron spoke up after a moment in one of those rare moments of complete understand he has.
"Yeah Ron. But... this isn't goodbye, just... see you later." Hermione explains smiling fondly from her friend to his mother.
"Absolutely." Molly pecked her witch on the lips as she smiled the love shining in her eyes.
This would work and when everything was over they would live happily together no matter what. They were both convinced this was their future, each of them together, and they they were not even a little bit wrong.