Chapter 14: Late Night Wishes
Fred and Hermione politely stayed at the dinner table, waiting for the first chance to leave.
To Fred, the minutes felt like hours and he couldn't think straight.
"I think I'm off to bed. I don't feel so well," he finally said as he stood up.
He went up the stairs until he reached his and George's room, threw himself on the bed and eagerly waited for Hermione.
After what seemed like an eternity he could finally hear footsteps slowly approaching his bedroom. Hermione entered the room and quickly closed the door again. Without muttering a word she half-ran to Fred who was still on the bed and threw herself on top of him.
Between their intense kissing, Hermione somehow managed to lock the door with a whip of her wand. She didn't want George to come barging in after what he had just experienced too much of at the dinner table.
Fred's hands traveled down Hermione's back until he let them rest on her buttocks, giving them a little squeeze.
She too let her hands travel down his back, inspecting every muscle. As she reached the bottom of his spine, she tugged on his shirt and he understood that she wanted him to take it off. As he had removed it, he let her take a moment to see how he looked shirtless. Fred knew that years of quidditchpractice had done him good and he enjoyed the ladies reaction to his abs - however, he had never been happier as he saw Hermione's reaction - the lust shone from her eyes and he wanted to take part in it.
Her hands traveled down his six-pack as she put her lips on his throat. She sucked on the thin skin which made Fred move his hands from her ass up to her hips, lightly putting two fingers under her shirt. Hermione understood that he wanted her to remove her shirt as well and she did as he wanted.
"Holy hell, Hermione" was Fred's response to seeing her without a shirt for the first time. She wore a purple lace bra without straps, and as she leaned forward to kiss Fred, he opened it easily. The bra fell between them, and they were now both completely shirtless. Her breasts were bouncing inches from his chest as they kissed and he just had to touch them, to taste them.
He flipped her over, so he was now on top of her. They kissed slowly, passionate before Fred took Hermione's left nipple on his mouth, massaging the other breast with his right hand. He nipped gently, and she arched her back, grinding her sex against his. They both moaned at the contact.
He took his hand off her breast and began to stroke her thigh, carefully teasing her by not touching her the place she wanted him to touch the most.
"FRED! Open the goddam door. I need my broom polishing kit" They could hear George on the other side of the door.
Hermione froze but Fred kept on going, shouting "George, I'm busy. Come back later".
Fred cast a soundproof spell over his bedroom so him and Hermione could hear what was going on outside, but the others couldn't hear what was going on in the bedroom.
They could hear George cursing all the way down the stairs, but Fred didn't care. All he cared for was this wonderful witch who moaned underneath him.
He pulled of her skirt and panties and took a moment to appreciate her fit body.
Hermione spread her legs for him and started to play with herself by touching her wet pussy. Fred was stunned. Seeing her masturbate like this was a huge turn-on and he could feel himself getting harder every time she moaned. He put his hands down his pants and started to stroke himself at the same pace as Hermione rubbed her clit.
"Please touch me," she said, and he did what she requested. He sucked on two of his left-hand-fingers, getting them really moist before he used them to stimulate her clit, he used his right hand to massage one of her breasts once again.
They were kissing and Fred moved his left hand closer to her damp opening. He touched her soft, silky pussy, and as she broke their kiss to moan, he put one of his fingers inside her.
"You like that?" Fred whispered and licked the shell of her ear. She nodded eagerly, massaging her own breasts.
"Use two fingers!" She said completely out of breath.
"Say my name, Hermione. Moan my name" he whispered, but she was way out of breath to respond. He wiggled the finger he had inside of her, and she moaned his name repeatedly as he had told her to do. He never knew he could get this hard.
He put another finger inside of her, and she squealed in pleasure. He pumped his two fingers in and out of her a few times, before she wrapped her fingers around his wrist, stopping his motions.
She ten began unzipping his trousers. She removed his pants as well, revealing his huge throbbing cock. He yearned for her to touch it.
She looked him in the eyes and nodded, but he could see she was nervous.
"Hermione, are you sure this is what you want? You don't have to."
"Please, Fred. I want you to do it." She said as she cast a contraceptive spell.
He positioned himself at her entrance, and slowly pushed the tip of his cock inside her. She looked okay, so he slowly pushed the rest of his cock inside of her, until it couldn't go further. She let out a whimper as a tear fell from her eye. Fred kissed the tear away, but kept still inside of her.
"I'm so, so sorry, Love. Do you want me to stop?"
"No, please Fred."
He then slowly pulled back and slowly pushed back in. She still whimpered, but nodded, urging him to go on. He pulled back and then pushed back in a few times, and suddenly the pain Hermione had been feeling, was replaced with a pleasure she had never felt before. She started to relax and asked Fred to go on, but faster. He did as she requested and put a thumb on her clit, so it was stimulated every time he thrust inside of her.
She started moaning as they began to move in perfect sync.
He took one of her nipples in his mouth, but she had other plans: She flipped him over, and began to ride him. Slowly at first but then faster and faster. Fred kept on doing the thumb-thing and enjoyed the sexy witch on top of him, who was playing with her nipples.
As she came, he could feel her getting tighter around his cock. He knew he couldn't hold back much longer, and gave it a few more thrusts until he came, moaning her name.
It took them a while to calm down, and Fred was the first to speak; "Fuck that was good! I'm so sorry I hurt you"
"That's okay, Fred. I'm glad it was you."
They were cuddled up in Fred's bed for about an hour before George came in without knocking.
"Herms, say goodnight to the handsome prince charming - and to Fred too of course"
"Goodnight, Love. I better let you and your twin talk about our steaming hot sex" Hermione said before she kissed Fred on the cheek and walked out the room.
George looked wide-eyed at Fred. He wished Alicia would let him share their sex stories with Fred.