Here it is! Chapter 12. Thank you to all who reviewed within the short time between chapter 11 and 12. This is about as smutty as I'll ever get I think, so, try it out and see.
Hermione was having a wonderful dream, she was with Fleur and they were having a grand time bowling. Suddenly Fleur grabbed her in a tight hug, suffocating.
'Umph! Fleur! Lemme go! C…can't breathe!' yelped Hermione.
At this moment Hermione awoke to the feeling of her face pressed up against something very soft, but it was suffocating. It was warm, but she needed to breath. Hermione leapt up, a moan emitted from next to her.
'Fleur?' asked Hermione cautiously.
Fleur had been pressed up against Hermione, breasts against her face.
Fleur fluttered one eye open slyly, 'Mm, mon amour, do you know 'ow wonderful your mouth is?'
Hermione's mouth fell open; Fleur's front was wet around the chest area. Had she been sucking on Fleur in her sleep? Then she vaguely recalled having ice cream in her dream.
Hermione blushed bright red, 'Oh… The Veela thing…'
'It's alright 'Ermione, I enjoyed it ever so much,' whispered Fleur, lifting a finger to trace Hermione's cheek.
'G'morning,' breathed Hermione, taking in Fleur's seductive and terribly predatory smile.
Fleur just pounced onto unceremoniously, 'Mm, you make me so 'ot!'
Hermione was straddled under Fleur, 'Aren't you hungry? Let's have breakfast first, hm?'
Fleur's eyes lit up, 'Oui, I am 'ungry, for you.'
With that Fleur bent down to start kissing and sucking on Hermione's neck roughly. Hermione gasped at the immense pleasure. She responded by fondling Fleur's breasts and body. Fleur moved on to Hermione's chest, then waist and lower.
'Time to eat,' announced Fleur huskily, grinning at her position between Hermione's legs.
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'Do you suppose they're awake?' asked Tonks.
Remus groaned, hating to be woken up, 'Tonks! Go back to sleep! It's still 6:00!'
He grumbled and rolled over and closed his eyes again.
'I want to watch Remus!' demanded Tonks childishly.
'Well, I don't. Don't be disgusting!' groaned Remus.
Tonks whacked him lightly, 'I'm not being disgusting, I'll bet it's really beautiful.'
'I'd rather not be discussing our friends' sex life!' exclaimed Remus.
Tonks grumbled to herself and leapt out of bed.
Remus sat up, 'And where do you think you're going?'
'Nowhere, just to the bathroom,' replied Tonks innocently.
Remus rolled his eyes, 'Yeah, right. Come back here, you!'
He gasped as Tonks made a dash through the door. He swore and dressed himself in a robe then followed her upstairs. A drawn out scream shocked him so that he tripped on the stairs, hurriedly he picked himself up and joined Tonks on the landing.
Tonks was pressing her ear against the door in fascination, 'Oh wow…'
'Nymphadora Tonks! Stop it! Leave them alone!' hissed Remus.
He paled as he heard various thumps and moans of ecstasy emitted from the room. He wondered if it would be polite to suggest soundproofing rooms in future.
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'Oh…. Fleur, don't do that. Wait, no! Ahh..! Oh, that's so good…' moaned Hermione, oblivious to their outside visitors.
Fleur was attacking her body with reckless abandon, savage kisses and soft touches; the odd combination drove Hermione mad with lust and rapture. It seemed that presently Fleur was up for more 'doing' than being 'done'. Hermione could accept that, but she wished to show Fleur how much she cared and loved her too. Perhaps tomorrow would be her turn. However right now she was not complaining, not at all. Instead her various moans, groans and hisses were encouragement to Fleur to continue.
'I want you to scream my name 'Ermione,' whispered Fleur.
Hermione's eyes rolled back, 'Again, Fleur? I've what screamed your name 5 times already and probably have woken Remus, Tonks and Bill up!'
Fleur kissed her hard to stop her, 'Shh. You talk too much, mon amour.'
Fleur straddled Hermione again and started to rub herself up and down Hermione's body.
Hermione felt the slick sensation wash over her, Fleur was teasing her. Must be punishment for talking too much thought Hermione.
The next time Fleur slid up Hermione's body, she didn't stop at her chest and slide back down; instead she sat on Hermione's face.
'You 'ad a suggestion last time?' breathed Fleur, fingers curling into Hermione's hair.
'Mmph,' came the muffled reply, but Hermione knew what Fleur was asking for.
Hermione gave Fleur what she wanted and soon Fleur was writhing on top of Hermione, breathing ragged and sharp at each lick. Fleur gripped Hermione's hair harder now, the speed being picked up, 'Oh… yes… 'Ermione, faster.. oh… stop teasing me! MERDE!'
Hermione had added her fingers to the mix.
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Tonks missed a step as she and Remus walked back downstairs, flushed and very embarrassed. Tonks caught herself just in time, 'Okay, so maybe I won't listen at their door anymore.'
'Thank you!' breathed Remus.
In their bedroom, Tonks stopped suddenly and turned to Remus, 'Mm, you know, since we're up, we might as well…'
Remus rolled his eyes, 'Well, it didn't take much for you to get excited now did it?'
Tonks glared at him, 'Come on, you have to admit, that was hot! You can't seriously be telling me that you're not even a little bit turned on?'
'Ah well, maybe…' began Remus.
This was enough of an answer for Tonks and she whooped silently, dragging the hapless Remus onto the bed.
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In another room in the mansion, Bill was having trouble sleeping. Not only was he a full-grown man, he had enhanced werewolf hearing. Unfortunately Remus had not yet taught him how to ignore certain sounds. Growling angrily, he attempted to shove as many pillows as he could over his head. The ecstatic sounds made from Fleur and Hermione's room were thankfully muffled. Bill managed 5 minutes of sleep before being woken by Tonks' screaming.
'Doesn't anyone sleep around here!' yelled Bill, finally casting a silencing charm on his door.
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Fleur and Hermione stopped their loving for the moment, realising that they were not the only ones awake anymore. Fleur just grinned wildly, 'Mm, I don't quite need the encouragement though…'
'What! SHIT! They could HEAR us!' exclaimed Hermione, leaping up.
Fleur propped herself up on an elbow and watched Hermione in fascination, various areas drawing her eye. Hermione rummaged in her scattered clothing for her wand. Upon discovery, she blasted a very secure silence charm on the door and stood naked, bare all for Fleur to enjoy. So she stood breathing heavily, agitated her lack of precautions. She berated herself mentally, wondering what on earth she'd do if she were a male and made Fleur fall pregnant. Luckily for her, they wouldn't need to worry about contraception, but still, the fact that they never considered it scared Hermione a little.
'Do you need a rest, amour?' lilted Fleur, temporarily sated.
Hermione gives her a brief nod, 'If you can let me.'
'Of course, come, sleep 'ere. You'd best sleep while you can,' replied Fleur, patting the empty space beside her.
Hermione slipped next to her and rested her face on Fleur's chest, thankful for the warmth. Her eyes flutter close, exhausted of the vigorous two hours of constant exercise. Fleur is not yet exhausted, far from it, but she knows she must allow her love to rest. She contents herself with the gentle touches and caresses. Stroking of the hair, the limbs and face. Hermione's light moan of delight and small smile filled Fleur with joy.
Half an hour had passed, this surprised Fleur, thinking that she'd be demanding sex for the full 36 hours from Hermione. Yet at that moment, Hermione, in her sleep kicked the blanket, he leg falling back in between Fleur's legs. The contact was immediate electricity to Fleur and she was recharged, in sense of her libido.
'Ah, 'Ermione, dear, you are going to 'ave to wake, ma chere,' murmured Fleur, taking pleasure from Hermione's leg.
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Tonks looked at her watch, 'Well, since they were missing for breakfast and lunch, I don't suppose they'd be done for dinner, hey?'
'Nope,' grunted Bill, who at this point didn't care, because it meant that there was more food for him.
Remus muffled a snort, wondering why on earth the Daily Prophet had a headline proclaiming 'Hasling Hairlions Invade Hogsmede'. He mused that Luna's father had finally received his partnership of the Wizard paper.
Tonks gave him a peck on the cheek, 'Thanks for this morning.'
'Hm? Oh, well, you wouldn't stop pestering me. You're welcome,' replied Remus.
This time it was Bill's turn to snort. Tonks turned to look at him, 'Hm, something the matter Bill? Oh, do you want to be a friend with benefits as well?'
Bill near face faulted into his cereal, 'Um, no. I'm fine Tonks. Ah, you know what? I'm full, I think I'll take a shower before meditation, that okay Remus?'
'Uh huh,' replied Remus, as Bill edged out the door.
'What? It was a simple question,' stated Tonks.
'Yes, but I think you should keep them to yourself or at least word them differently,' suggested Remus.
'Oh,' was all that came to Tonks' mind.
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'I can't believe its midday already,' muttered Hermione, trying to catch her breath.
Fleur gave her an incredulous glance, 'Already? Not that I am complaining, but 'ave been exercising for 5 'ours straight now since you woke up.
Hermione returned her a sly grin,' Yeah, but how can I resist you? Your eyes, your hips and of course we can't forget your ass.'
This time it was Fleur's turn to grin, her teeth showing a rather sharpness to them.
'Well, let me feed you at least,' said Fleur, taking a slice of apple in her mouth and offering it to Hermione.
Hermione accepted and took the apple from her, thanking her with a deep kiss. Hermione sighed and sat back, loving the fact that she did not need to put on clothes. Of course, showering had been a must, but that was even better because, why would they shower alone? Their small inconsistent meals ended up being exchanges by kissing.
Hermione's favourite snack moment however, was when Fleur thought that she could eat a strawberry uninterrupted. In fact, the way she was eating it made Hermione extra horny and soon the strawberry was incorporated into their made up sex game. Eventually they managed to stop touching each other to feed each other the remaining punnet of red fruit.
Fleur had finished her last piece of strawberry had been contemplating the bottle of chocolate sauce very evilly. Hermione followed her gaze and promptly got up to retrieve it. Hermione's eyes glazed over in lust as she proceeded to squeeze copious amounts of the liquid onto Fleur's hot skin. Fleur shivered, 'It's cold.'
'Well, I'd best remedy that, then, shall I?' answered Hermione.
Fleur nodded vigorously. Hermione waited, Fleur glanced at her, itching for her touch, 'Well!'
Hermione laughed, 'I was waiting for a please.'
'Please! I need you right now!' exclaimed Fleur, getting up to pull Hermione to her.
Hermione pushed her back down and very slowly began lapping up at the chocolate, starting at Fleur's neck and worked her way down. Fleur made numerous satisfied sounds, almost purring. When Hermione did make it down to her hot centre, Fleur's immediate reaction was to cry out and thrust her hands in Hermione's hair and tug gently at the strands to encourage the younger woman, as she was taking her own sweet time. Fleur tried to push her hips closer to Hermione's dancing tongue, 'Why are you torturing me so?'
'I learn from the best, 'came the uttered reply.
Fleur groaned.
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It was the night of the third day. By this time Hermione was slowing down, but pushed on so as not to disappoint her lover. All together, her total number of hours of sleep for the full three days came to 2 and half hours. Fleur sighed contentedly, 'You 'ave done well, 'Ermione. 'Ave I told you 'ow much you mean to me?'
'Yeah, je' taime,' replied Hermione, surprising Fleur at her use of French.
This fired up Fleur to give Hermione a full on tongue kissing. Hermione was in pure bliss. Heck, as sore as she was, it felt great, to love and be loved. A series of touches cause Hermione to shiver and orgasm. As the tremendous feeling left her, she glanced at Fleur in shock. To which Fleur replied, 'I learnt that one yesterday. With the right amount of pressure in certain spots…'
'Then obviously I have a lot more learning to do,' whispered Hermione, snaking her arm around Fleur's waist and bringing her close she nibbled on Fleur's collarbone, while gently teasing her soft folds with one hand.
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In the shower Fleur felt herself grow cooler, she was back to normal body temperature. She kissed Hermione briefly and sweetly, 'It is over.'
'Does that mean I can sleep for more than half an hour?' asked Hermione.
Fleur laughed, 'Oui, you can sleep to your content.'
In their bed, Fleur had her arm wrapped around Hermione, who was snuggled into her side. Fleur breathed in deeply, thoroughly enjoying the scent of her girlfriend; she lightly kissed Hermione on her forehead so as not to wake the slumbering beauty.
There you go. That was chapter 12 of Loving Fleur Delacour. No, it is NOT the end, not yet. Review! Did you enjoy that? Did it make you hot and bothered? Do you think I could have done better? Tell me!