Chapter 14: The Color of Love

"No anal stuff!"

"Don't think this'll be all the time!"

"No cursing at me!"

"Don't even think about pulling my hair!" Fred and George rattled off all the rules she had established in that lovely impersonation they had of her.

Hermione crossed her arms, "Which have all been omitted." They winked at her and smirked. She wrinkled her nose and smiled wickedly. She rolled on top of George and buried her face in his neck, inhaling his cologne. Fred and George wore different cologne on her behalf.

"Smell good?" She nodded and he stroked her hair. "You got me this for two Valentine's Days ago, right?" She nodded again.

"Oh that Valentine's Day was terrible. It was such a tease." Fred said

Hermione groaned, "That was bloody awful. It was a tease for me too you know."

"We know. It was just very frustrating."

"Especially with what you were wearing."

***

Hermione Granger always loved Valentine's Day. It was her favorite holiday. There was always chocolate around, and everything was covered in her favorite color, red. She enjoyed cutting little hearts and decorating for the day, which is what she was doing that morning in the flat.

Fred and George were downstairs until six, since this was the best day for that damned love potion, but Hermione didn't mind. She was free to go down and join them when she was finished, but she knew she wouldn't be. Hermione Granger had some other things up here sleeve.

The day before, Hermione went to visit her parents to have tea and discuss life, and how Fred and George were. Her parents were very liberal, and supported her relationship, telling her whatever made her happy made them happy. It was a surprise, but one the three of them took without question. It was very nice just The twins liked them fine too, but were no where as close to her parents as Hermione was to there's.

Before returning home, Hermione went into Victoria's Secret, possibly her favorite muggle store. The store was buzzing with Valentine's Day sexual tension. Every girl in there looking for the one thing that would drive their man (or men in her case) wild.

Hermione, unlike them, was smart and looked online first so she knew exactly what she was getting. When she found it, she caressed the white silky fabric in her hands, knowing it would go perfect with her red silk robe.

Everything was perfect, everything. Her hair, make up, shoes and the bustier- all perfect. Now, all that was left was the twins.

***

At six, the door barged open, Fred holding roses and George holding champagne.

They had done some planning too. They bought chocolate covered strawberries, since they knew that was her favorite. The roses were her favorite color, red of course.

"Hermione our darling!" Fred sang

"Hermione our love!"

"Where are you?"

They dropped everything on the table and walked into their bedroom. They sighed, seeing Hermione passed out in sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Admittedly, a little bummer they each gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked back out to watch television. They sat down and noticed Hermione's laptop with a DVD on it. "Watch Me." it said in Hermione's perfect handwriting. They quirked their eyebrows, put the DVD in a pressed play.

Hermione was on screen, "Do you boys honestly believe that I would fall asleep on Valentine's Day? Come into the bedroom right now. I have a surprise for you."

They both shot up and ran in.

"Hello boys."

"Holy."

"Shit."

Hermione was sitting on the bed. Her brown curls were tossed behind her shoulders and her lips a shiny light shade of pink. She had a white lacy corset on that fit like a glove, pushing up and barely covering her chest. She had matching boy shorts that she showed off by crossing her legs. She dug up a pair of white stilettos.

She bit her lip seductively and tilter her head, "What?" she asked innocently, "This old thing?" She stood up, the twins frozen in their tracks. She grabbed their hands and pulled them on the bed, breaking them from their trance. Fred cupped her face and pulled it close to his. Hermione whimpered and Fred groaned. She felt George grab her boobs from behind, kissing her neck and shoulder. She pulled away, making the twins stare at her in disbelief.

She kneeled at the edge of the bed, the twins starting to follow her, "I want you to tell me exactly what you want to do me." Hermione rested her hand on her collarbone and caressed her skin, slowly leading down.

"I would rip that corset off of you." George said catching onto her game. Hermione lowered her hand to just above her chest.

"And run my hands over every part of your skin." Hermione lowered her hand to her breast and lingered before moving farther down.

"What else?"

"I'd lick all the way down your body until I got to your core." Hermione trailed her fingers down her lace covered abdomen.

"And I'd spread open your legs." Hermione placed her hand inside of the panties.

"And slowly lick and lap every ounce of you." She put a finger inside her folds, closing her eyes and letting out a moan.

"What else?" She asked rolling her eyes from pleasure.

"I'd fuck you so hard." She pounded her finger in and out of her body, feeling herself coming close to climaxing, she took her finger out of her fold and placed it in her mouth. She immediately pulled it out and made a face of disgust.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed.

"What is it?" Fred asked her. The twins looked down at her panties and saw a red spot.

"Oh fuck!"

AN- Oh dear it's been a month already. Guys, I am so sorry it took me so long to update. I had like 5 thesis papers to write, finals, midterms, and to top it all off I got really sick and had to see a specialist for infections.

Anyway, new chapter! There will be another one talking about the next Valentine's Day. I hope you enjoy it, and I'm sorry again!