Hermione was sitting on top of her professor's desk with the older woman standing between her legs. After their date and night together, she had a hard time concentrating on anything during the lecture other than what Bella's hands felt like all over her body. She knew it was wrong but she needed to feel Bella on her. The women were lost in a mess of hands, tongues, teeth and lips when they heard the familiar voice of Draco coming back into the room, "I forgot my coffee." Bella jumped back away from the brunette right as he looked up and saw them, mouth hanging open. "Aunt Bella?" He looked at his aunt and over to his friend, "Granger?"
The two women shared a look before looking back at the stunned blond man who was still standing with his mouth open, "close your mouth, Draco. You'll catch bird shit that way," he snapped his mouth shut, eyes still wide. "Well shut the door and get in here. I think it's time for the three of us to have a little chat."
"Granger?" He asked again, looking between the two women. "That's my aunt."
"Well spotted. Sit down Dragon and stop gawking. Surely you've seen two women kissing before," she rolled her eyes as she straightened up her dress shirt, "it's not a brand new concept."
"Bella," Hermione hissed, "be nice."
"You call her Bella now?" Draco was looking to his friend for some answers knowing he wouldn't get anything worthwhile out of his aunt.
"Remember my one night stand from the night before school started?" Hermione's eyes traveled to her Professor then back to her friend. "Surprise, it was your aunt."
"Aunt Bella was your sex goddess?"
Bella turned to look at the younger woman whose cheeks were flaming red and the younger woman shrugged, "sex goddess?"
"I mean," Hermione bit her lip, "it's not a lie."
"Oh god," Draco covered his ears, "I don't need to hear this. My best friend is being ravished by my aunt. Has this been going on since the beginning of the school year? Surely not, you," he looked at Hermione, "have only been happy since a few days ago."
Bella turned to look at her student, "you weren't happy?"
"Well," Hermione tried to think of anything to say, "I guess I was upset with myself because I wasn't allowing myself to be happy."
"And I make you happy?" Bella smirked.
"Seriously, I should just go. I don't want to hear about you making Granger happy."
Bella scoffed, "get your head out of the gutter, Dragon. It's not always about sex even if I am a sex goddess," she smirked.
"Does anyone else know?"
"Your mom," Bella spoke for the pair of them, "oh and Dora." Draco looked up out of curiosity. "We went to her restaurant last night and of course both her and your mother promised their discretion. We can only ask the same of you."
Draco sat and mulled everything over in his mind before speaking, "so are the two of you girlfriends now or just fucking or what?"
"Umm," Hermione bit her lip, "we haven't actually talked about that yet."
"Just fucking then," Draco nodded, "got it."
"No," Bella corrected him, "you don't get to decide that or pass judgement on us. We are working through our feelings. For fuck's sake we went on one date last night so we are entitled to take a little time to explore what that means for the two of us," she was getting heated but calmed exponentially when she felt Hermione slip her arm around her waist. "We decide what we are. Nobody has the right to do that for us. Got it?" Draco nodded, still unspeaking. "Look, like I told your mother, we had no idea who the other person was our first night together. We didn't even exchange names and someone," she eyed her student, "snuck out before saying goodbye. Imagine my shock and surprise when I came to class that morning. Had I known who she was that night, I wouldn't have changed a thing."
"Are you worried about getting caught or getting in trouble?"
"Let me," Hermione laughed and cleared her throat, "we are here for a good time and not for a long time," she paused and looked at Bella before adding, "did I get that right?"
Bella smiled broadly, all pearly white teeth, "perfect," she kissed Hermione on the cheek.
"There are so many women out there who want you Auntie, why did you pick my best friend," Draco sighed. He was showing signs of slowly coming around.
"Well," Bella smirked again, "technically she picked me up at the bar. So you should really be asking yourself why your best friend was out cougar hunting in the first place."
"Hey!" Hermione poked Bella in the side, "I was not cougar hunting."
"Really, pet?"
Hermione blushed fiercely, "okay maybe I was but as soon as I got to The Catwalk, you were the only woman I was interested in speaking with."
"Speaking with or jumping in the sack with?"
"Ew gross," Draco grimaced, "okay I'm not saying that I'm okay with this," he pointed back and forth between the women.
"Well you don't have to be," Bella shrugged, "this is the start of something between us. If you support whatever this turns into that great if you don't that's fine too. We are all adults here, Draco."
"I'll keep your secret and it will take some time
but I will try to come around," he said with a soft smile.
"That's the spirit, boy." Bella untangled her arm from around Hermione and started walking back to the desk, "okay now the two of you need to leave, my next class should be here in 15 minutes and I need to prep. See you later, Hermione. Draco, thank you for your discretion."
Before they made it to the door Draco turned back, "have you told Aunt Andy?"
"No," Bella shrugged, "soon. We will tell her soon."
Draco turned back around to Hermione, "hopefully sooner rather than later. You know Andy loves you like a mother."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "ugh don't remind me. Andy, Ginny and the Dean. They are still on our list of people we have to tell but honestly we aren't in any rush. You and Narcissa weren't even supposed to find out yet but unfortunately we let go of our inhibitions and got caught. I guess we just need to be more careful until we figure everything out and decide if we are even dating."
"Do you want to be her girlfriend?" Hermione shrugged and blushed but never answered his question as they made their way into the library to start studying for their midterms.
Midterms came and went and not to Hermione's surprise not only did she ace all of her projects but the students in Art History 1 all passed Bella's test because of her study guide. She felt a sense of pride when Bella spoke of how well the students did and their marks being a testimony to the teaching they received from Hermione while she was away. Only one week of classes stood between Hermione and fall break and she was looking forward to the time away from class. She had plans to stay around campus and just relax while maintaining her current shifts at the library. The University would be empty and Hermione planned to relish in her time spent alone.
A few weeks had passed since Bella and Hermione's first date and the pair hadn't had many opportunities to explore their budding relationship further due to midterms and the exhibit at the museum. It was a busy time for both women so they decided they would pick things back up when their lives calmed down. A near impossible task if you asked Hermione. She swore Bella went out of her way to look absolutely desirable each and every time they had class together. "You can't keep showing up to class looking like this," she hissed into Bella's ear once during art history when she walked over a pile of essays. The older woman just turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "Don't even look at me like that," Hermione trailed her eyes subtly down Bella's form, taking in the sight of Bella wearing tight slacks, an over the chest corset, a suit jacket and nothing else. "Surely this isn't appropriate teaching wear," her breath was hot against her professor's ear. "Look at the boys in the class and the girls, practically drooling on these essays." Bella sat with a neutral look on her face not giving away any signs that Hermione's words were affecting her in any sort of way. Hermione looked out to the students who were busy reading their texts, she slipped her hand down below the desk and squeezed Bella's upper thigh causing the older woman's eyes to flutter. That satisfied Hermione for now and she went back to the TA desk and started looking over her own assignments.
Hermione felt her phone buzz with a message from Bella.
Bella(3:48pm): you are playing a dangerous game, pet.
Hermione(3:48pm): how so?
Bella(3:50pm): don't play coy with me. Coming over here, whispering dirty things in my ear, touching my leg when you know there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. You know our break is coming up. Midterms are over and the exhibit is ending. Prepare yourself because I plan to keep you tied to my bed for hours just waiting and hoping that after I'm through eating you out that I'll give you the release you will be begging me for.
Bella(3:55pm): you're blushing, pet. You know I love it when you color for me. Should I go on with everything else I'm planning on doing to you next time I have you in my bed?
Hermione had put her phone away after the last message. She intended to make it through the rest of class without embarrassing herself. She bit her lip and chanced a glance over at Bella who was working on her computer as if nothing had happened.
Hermione showed up for her office hours on Thursday evening not expecting anyone to show up. She did have a few students show up the week before the midterm for some study pointers but nobody since. Hermione booted up her computer and put Netflix on knowing it wouldn't be an issue even if someone did stop by.
Hermione(5:30pm): are you still coming to walk me home?
Ginny(5:31pm): yeah I'll be there a little after 7. Now stop texting me. I have to practice before they make me do extra crunches.
Hermione put her phone away and scrambled for something worthwhile to watch but when she couldn't find anything new she just put on one of her favorite baking shows. She put in her headphones and connected them to the monitor so she wouldn't interrupt anyone else that was left behind waiting for their fall break to start. Hermione took out her grilled cheese and started eating while she talked to the television. "Come on? Did you even try baking that the right way?" She rolled her eyes and took a bite. She didn't consider herself a baker but she did enjoy watching other bakers so she could judge them as if she was a professional.
Hermione had been so immersed in her show that she hadn't heard her visitor enter the room. Bella stood at the door frame with two cups of coffee, a smile plastered across her face. The brunette was sitting crossed legged in her office chair, earphones in, ridiculing the contestants on whatever show she was watching. It looked like she wasn't expecting anyone as she was wearing leggings and an oversized hooded jumper. Bella slowly walked up to the desk and set her student's coffee down and slid it across the desk. The brunette startled when the cup came into her peripheral vision. She looked up and saw her Professor sipping from her own iced coffee trying to suppress a grin. When Hermione pulled out one of her earphones she heard Bella ask, "working hard here tonight?" Hermione gulped like she had been caught being disobedient, "I didn't think anyone would still be on campus tonight. Most people have already gone home except those with classes tomorrow," she gave Bella a sheepish smile before picking up her iced coffee and taking a sip, "thank you."
"I thought you might be in need of caffeine. It is like a ghost town around here," Bella sat her coffee down and pointed to the computer, "what are you watching?"
"The Great British Bake Off," Hermione smiled, "I
like to prejudge the desserts before the judges."
"So you bake?"
"No, not well," Hermione laughed. "Do you bake?"
"I wouldn't submit my application to The Great British Bake Off but I can cook surprisingly well."
"Cooking and baking are quite different."
"You didn't let me finish," Bella gave the girl a stern look that made her blush and reach for her coffee. "I was going to say, you'll have to come over sometime and find out for yourself how my baking talents are."
"I would like that," she ducked her head, hiding the blush on her cheeks.
Bella let out a deep throaty laugh that shot heat straight through Hermione, "would you like some company?" She pointed to the other chair in the room.
"Please," she moved her chair over while Bella went to close her office door, locking it when Hermione was rearranging the computer monitor. "Come sit," she looked up and smiled at her Professor. Bella nodded and brought the chair flush up against Hermione's and sat down, the brunettes's crossed leg falling onto Bella's lap. "Grilled cheese?" She asked, holding out her uneaten half of the sandwich before picking up her half to take a bit. "It's pretty good."
Bella shrugged, "why not," reaching out and grabbing the sandwich. Hermione watched as she took a bite and thoughtfully chewed before swallowing, "do you always make it a habit of watching people eat?"
"No," Hermione bit her bottom lip, "you just don't strike me as eating a campus grilled cheese type of woman."
"Oh?" Bella took another bite, raising a challenging eyebrow before chewing and swallowing, "and what type of woman am I?"
Hermione shivered at the insinuation dripping from the words, "I'm still sorting all of that out," she shrugged and took another bite of her sandwich.
"It's not that bad," Bella said, putting her sandwich back in the box and taking out Hermione's deli pickle taking a big bite.
"I don't believe I offered you any of that pickle."
"No?" Bella asked. "I suppose you didn't but when you offer someone a grilled cheese, if the pickle doesn't come with it then you've committed a food crime. Honestly, I'm saving you from going to jail right now."
"My hero," Hermione deadpanned as she snatched the pickle back and took a bite before handing it back to Bella who happily took it.
"Plus everyone knows you only order the grilled cheese for the pickle anyways and," she passed the pickle back, "to answer your question that wasn't really a question, the campus food isn't so bad," she took a drink from her coffee. "It tastes even better when you are enjoying it with the right company." Hermione noticed a small blush on her professor's cheeks. "So are you going to start this up or what?" She asked, pointing to the tv.
"Yes," she handed her right earphone to Bella who happily put it in her own ear. "Let's start a new episode so we can properly ridicule them together."
Bella chuckled, shaking her head, "okay," she settled back into her chair and finished her sandwich as the pair sat together watching tv which all felt ridiculously normal to Bella and she didn't mind it at all.
An hour into hanging out and watching tv, Bella was starting to get a little restless. Every time Hermione should shift, her leg would brush up against her thigh, her shampoo would waft through the air and at one point the brunette laced her fingers through Bella's lightly running her thumb across her knuckles. Bella had the sex drive of a teenager and she was finding it hard to be in such close proximity when everything was still so new and fresh and not feel the need to be touching the younger woman. Bella looked over and saw Hermione watching the show intently, "hey," she whispered. Her student hummed in response but didn't turn to look at her. She rolled her eyes but smiled at how cute the younger woman looked while watching tv. She leaned in closer to Hermione, cupping her face with her hand that wasn't laced together with the other woman. She pressed her mouth up against the younger woman's ear, "hey," she breathed out before nipping a line of soft bites from Hermione's ear, across her jaw, working her way down the brunette's throat. She sucked and nipped, licked and kissed until she got to Hermione's pulse point. She sucked hard on the tender flesh and felt Hermione's breath hitch. "Mmm," Bella moaned against Hermione's neck trying to rile the girl up. "You like that?" She sank her teeth into the spongy flesh of her pulse point before lightly lapping over the bruised skin. "Whoops, that's going to leave a mark," she didn't sound sorry at all as she slid her hand that was resting on her face around, tightening in the brown waves, creating a tension that had Hermione whimpering. "What was that pet?"
"Bella," it came out breathy and Hermione was cursing her hormones, "we can't do this here."
"I think we can," Bella nuzzled in the girl's ear and nipped lightly at her lobe, "I locked the door." She pulled back slightly, "the smell of your shampoo, the little laugh you make every time you talk about someone on the show, the way your thumb is moving against the back of my hand. It's wicked, pet, and it's doing all the right things for me." Bella saw the hint of disappointment on the brunette's face when she sat back against her own chair and continued watching the tv show.
Hermione's chest was rising and falling rapidly. She didn't give a fuck about school policy right now. She looked at her Professor who was staring at the television with a self-satisfied smile on her face as Hermione looked back and forth between her and the door. It looked like it was locked. "Fuck it," she all but groaned out as she ripped the headphones from their ears and threw her leg over Bella's chair, sinking down onto her straddling her hips. Bella's hands immediately held onto Hermione's thighs as the younger woman leaned down and captured her lover's lips in a heated kiss. Hermione rocked her hips forward into Bella when the older woman squeezed her thighs, moving one hand around to cup her ass, pulling her into her harder. Hermione let out a filthy moan causing a matching moan to slip from Bella's lip.
Bella took the opportunity to slide her tongue into her companion's mouth and slowly slid along the wanting tongue of the other girl. The kissing had turned into a battle for dominance with Hermione eventually relenting to Bella's lead when the older woman dragged Hermione harder down on her lap trying to relieve a little bit of the pressure she was feeling. "You are so fucking sexy," Bella pulled her mouth away when the need for air became too much. Her eyes dilated when Hermione reached down and pulled her hooded jumper over her head to reveal a spaghetti strap tank and no bra. "Fuck," Bella growled, pulling the shirt down releasing of one her breasts, immediately circling the hard nipple with her finger. Hermione threw her head back and hissed when Bella pinched her bud. She leaned in and sucked the bud into her mouth causing Hermione to buck her hips. The other woman chuckled but didn't let up. "So needy," she said as she switched to the forgotten nipple.
"Oh Professor," Hermione whined.
Bella looked up and saw the girl writhing above her trying to press her center down harder against Bella's lap. Her chest, neck and cheeks were flush, hair messy and lipstick smeared. "What do you want, pet?"
Hermione nipped at Bella's bottom lip, "you know what I want," she practically growled, the sexual tension heavy in the air between them.
"Say it," she moved her hands higher up, grabbing Hermione in the crease of her thighs.
Hermione's eyes shot opens she rested her forehead against Bella's staring into the dark pools, gyrating her hips against her lover, "please, please fuck me."
"The University Policies?" Bella smirked.
Hermione shoved her tongue into Bella's mouth, sucking the other woman's tongue into her mouth, ripping a groan from her teacher. "Screw the policies and fuck me already."
Bella's grin turned evil as her right hand skimmed across the top of Hermione's leggings before dipping inside. The brunette rose up just enough to feel Bella's fingers sliding through her dripping folds. "Oh fuck," she kissed right below Hermione's ear, "I could drown between your legs right now."
"Stop talking and start fucking me," Hermione tried to lower herself against Bella's hand but her professor's eyebrows shot up and she removed her hand.
"Excuse me, pet? Are you demanding me to do something?"
Hermione blushed and bit her lip, "no ma'am."
"It sounded like a demand to me and I think we both know what happens now," Bella's hand went up and twisted into Hermione's hair. "Don't we?"
Hermione whimpered as Bella slid two fingers deep into her center and her eyes shut automatically. "Look at me."
She let her eyes flutter open and looked at her lover. "I'm sorry for making demands. I'll be happy to take whatever you want to give me," she stopped and Bella nodded for her to go on, "please fuck me, ma'am."
Bella tilted her chin up in the air, "I'll think about it." Hermione moaned loudly when Bella ran her thumb over her hard nub. When she swiped her thumb back the other way, the brunette couldn't stop her hips from rocking back and forth lightly trying to fuck herself against Bella's fingers. She pulled Hermione head down until it was resting on her shoulder. "You're dripping down my hand, pet. These leggings are ruined I'm sure," Hermione rocked a little harder. Bella's hand slid down from Hermione's neck to her painfully hard nipple flicking it between her thumb and finger causing Hermione to grind her palm down, rubbing her clit against Bella's palm. "Do you think you've earned an orgasm?"
Hermione cried out a little, "no ma'am. I haven't."
She nipped at Bella's ear, "I promise I'll be good and obedient next time. Please," she breathed, "fuck me, Professor."
"As you wish," Bella kissed Hermione's shoulder smirking as her lover screamed her name when she started impaling her at an unrelenting pace. She curled her fingers making sure to hit that spot that made Hermione's screams a little louder, "someone might hear, pet."
"Then they'll know," she panted moving her hips up and down, meeting Bella's thrusts, fucking herself harder, "how much of a sex goddess you are."
"Good girl," she thrust into the brunette as she moved her other hand down to circle her clit. Hermione's head was thrown back and a whisper of a plea fell from her lips.
Just as Bella was going to permit her lover to fall into the abyss there was a thud on the door and the knob jiggled, "fucking Christ Hermione. Your door is locked and I hit my head. Open up."
Hermione bit her lip and whimpered as Bella removed her fingers with an apologetic look, mouthing the words, "I'm sorry, pet," before bringing her fingers covered in Hermione juice up to her lips and sucking them into her mouth. When she finished she pulled them out with a pop, "exquisite," she whispered.
Another knock on the door, "Hermione?"
"Just a minute," Hermione called out trying to control her shaky breathing. Bella pulled her shirt back up and reached down grabbing the girl's jumper. "Thanks," she gave Bella a quick kiss before she pulled the jumper over her head and ran her fingers through her hair. She was about to push off of her professor's lap when the older woman stopped her and wiped the smear of lipstick off of her mouth then Hermione did the same for her, "there all better," she whispered before sliding back and standing up. Her legs wobbled a little and she throbbed between her legs but she shook the feeling off. Quickly turning off her computer and pointing to the papers for Bella to busy herself with as she made her way over to the door. "Hi," Hermione opened the door to an unamused looking red head, "sorry. Come in."
"Professor Black?"
"Red," she nodded her head looking up from the tablet she was taking notes on. Hermione smiled behind Ginny's back. She was so cute sitting there with her glasses on, looking up at them. "Did you have a question for the TA?"
"Umm," Ginny stuttered, "no. I came to walk Hermione home."
"Is it 7 already?" Hermione asked as she walked over to her desk to grab her phone.
"Yeah, you ready?"
Hermione nodded, "are we done here Professor?"
Bella's face didn't change but Hermione could swear the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, "not even close," then she turned to look at the other girl, "you see, Miss Granger and I were starting prep on the final exam. It seems that we've been interrupted."
"I apologize, Professor. I can go if you want to finish up."
"No, her shift is over. The two of you should get home," the Professor offered a tight lipped smile. "I must be off, too." She stood up and walked over to the girls, "it looks like there's still a little bit of light out there. It's a good time to walk home before all the creepy University boys come out."
"You walked here?" The redhead asked, sounding shocked.
"I have two legs don't I? Plus, it was a beautiful autumn day out there. Why not walk while I still have the opportunity. I'm not that far from campus," she looked at Hermione and then back to the redhead. "Mind if I walk with you? You live in the complex with Draco right? It's on my way."
"Sure," Hermione tried to suppress her smile. "Let me grab my rucksack." She hurried over and stuffed her books and laptop inside before closing up and slinging it over her head. "Everyone ready?" The two women nodded and made their way outside of the office while Hermione stopped to lock up. "Okay, let's go," she took the spot in between Ginny and Bella as they made their way out of the office building and across the campus.
There was an awkward silence that fell over the women. Ginny wouldn't stand for that and spoke up, "so you were working on the final? Any chance I can get a little inside information?"
Bella laughed, "nice try, red. You'll get a study guide along with everyone else in a few weeks".
"Seems a bit unfair."
"How did you work that one out?" Bella asked as the back of her hand brushed up against Hermione's causing a little inhale of breath.
"Well you are walking us home, that has to put us past the teacher/student relationship and into the gray world of friendship, right?"
It was Hermione who offered the laugh this time though it was more high pitched like she had just gotten caught doing something she should've have been doing, "nice try, Ginny. Like Professor Black said, you'll get the study guide with the rest of the students."
When they got back to the apartment, Ginny unlocked the door and smiled at her Professor, "thanks for the escort, Professor Black. Looks like we made it in one piece. Best be getting home before the weirdos come out."
Hermione looked back at her friend, "we are the weirdos, Ginny." She rolled her eyes and pushed Ginny inside, "I'll be in in just a minute."
"Whatever," Ginny rolled her eyes but closed the door leaving Hermione and Bella standing alone in the little hallway between apartments.
"So," Hermione started to say but was cut off by the older woman.
"Come to dinner with me tomorrow night?" She grabbed Hermione's hand. "Well it's at Cissy's but I'd like for you to come with me."
"Dinner at Draco's? I'm not sure that I'll be welcomed this year. I usually get an invite for the fall break to stay over at their house but I didn't get one this year," she shrugged trying to mask the hurt on her face.
"That might be partly my fault," Bella admitted, "I told Cissy that I wanted to spend more time with you this week to explore our relationship. So," she caught Hermione's eyes, "that may be why you didn't get your official invitation to stay at their house. I'm sure Cissy and Draco would be happy to have you if you still want to stay with them. I'll call her if you want."
"No," Hermione cupped Bella's face in her hands, "I want to spend the week exploring this, too." She looked back and made sure they weren't in the range of the peephole then brought her lips to Bella's in a caste kiss, a promise of the week to come.
"I'd like that a lot," Bella said, resting her forehead against the other woman's. "You should probably get inside before Red starts assuming things. I'll pick you up tomorrow? 5pm?"
"I can't wait," Hermione said before her lips were brushed over with Bella's in a lingering kiss that had Hermione wanting to say screw it and pull her inside the apartment.
Bella pulled back and took a step away, "goodnight, Hermione. Sleep well."
"See you tomorrow," she blushed before turning to head into her apartment. She closed the door and stood for a moment, smiling at the thought of Bella wanting to get to know her better before turning around and seeing Ginny standing behind the kitchen counter with her arms crossed, an amused look on her face. "What?"
"So," her smile turning up into a shit eating grin, "how long have you been fucking Professor Black?"