When Hermione awoke a few hours later it was only to stir slightly but not break from her sleepy haze. She had the delightful sensation of heavy warmth pressing her into the mattress. Shifting slightly the arm resting over her waist tightened and she heard a sleepy growl at her neck. Smiling slightly she shushed her bed partner and spun in his arms burrowing herself more fully under the covers and into his embrace at the same time reveling in the tightness of her muscles.
It was the small ache of little used muscles but it was a good ache that she cherished all the more due to the circumstances. It had been a while for her, years in fact and she had only been with one other. Needless to say Remus was by far the more attentive and better endowed lover.
Remus sleepily pressed himself against her, kissed her head and buried his face into her hair. The drifted off again in the warmth and scent of each other.
Hours later when the sun was high they finally roused themselves fully and ventured from the dark bedroom. No one would be home so Hermione suggested that they make something to eat. Together they entered the kitchen and began moving in balance to each other. Remus heated the pan, Hermione cracked the eggs, Remus made cooked the breakfast meats and Hermione toasted and butter the bread, made the tea, poured the orange juice and set out the fruit.
When they sat to eat it was a silent affair with lots of glances at each other. When Remus looked up and caught Hermione staring at his lips she jerked and blushed to her roots. Breakfast continued in such a way until a bell was hear ringing in the sitting room. Hermione looked up nervously at Remus she knew what that bell meant. Someone was call in on the floo and quite possible was going to be coming over. She didn't know if he wanted anyone to know about them and the thought that he might not sent a stab of pain through her chest straight to her heart.
Her fears were assuaged however when he looked up at her and asked, "Are you ready now or would you like to wait and tell everyone at once?"
She smiled gloriously and nodded, "I guess it depends I think Harry should know before anyone else."
"Agreed." The bell rang again. "I'll check who it is leave every thing here and we'll get it later love, go on and get you day started."
Kissing her on the swiftly on the lips he exited the kitchen and ran his fingers through his hair. She quickly magic'd the dished into the sink (She could wash them later) and the food into the icebox. Taking the servant's stair way she went to her room to gather her clothes for the day and made her way to the master bath.
When she entered she placed her clothed on the rack, opened the skylight at started the shower. It was a delightfully magic shower with numerous heads and settings. The shower stall was large and had a bench built from marble. One could really relax in this shower and she really loved showers - and baths and Jacuzzis and pools and lagoons…yeah you get the point. She was a regular fish.
Turning from the shower she removed her robe and hung it on the back of the door by her towel. She could see herself in the long ornate mirror above the vanity and what she saw shocked her. She thought she would look tired as she had the past few months but she had no trace of shadow beneath her eyes and the slight lines on her face that had begun to develop were gone. Taking a step closer she stared more intently and was stunned she looked better than she had in a very long time. Yes her hair was a birds nest (a large birds nest, an eagle maybe) and her neck had little love marks on them (nothing a light cover charm wouldn't fix) but she looked happy and healthy. He has that effect on me, she mused.
She forced herself from the mirror and into the shower letting the water cascade down her body. Once she was thoroughly drenched she reached for her shampoo and lathered her hair well as she was rinsing she took a seat on the beach now that the marble had been warmed by the water. Next she reached for the conditioner and applied it to her unruly curls as she was rinsing it she suddenly felt a cool breeze slide over her shoulders but dismissed it.
When she finished she leaned over to change the shower controls from normal to pulse massage angling her back towards the toughest spray as she did so she turned towards the large glass door of the shower only to come face to face with a very naked and very wet Remus. He smiled at her from his leaning stance at the wall and then made his way towards her. The floo call must not have been that important.
Indeed it wasn't. Bill was just calling to see if he was still meeting with Minevera later in the week and ask that he would bring back some things from Hagrid's for him. He said he was and he would be glad too. As soon as the floo disconnected he hunted out his mate and what he was transfixed him as only she was able to do.
He sat on the bench beside her but facing her and pulled her to straddle his lap. Once she was in his lap and the shower was beating hard on her back he slipped his hands up her slick arms and began massaging her neck and shoulders. His eyes never leaving hers, she realized he was not going to take from this experience, this was for her. There was no denying that he was turned on - the evidence was very apparent and pressing against her folds - but he made no move to engage. This was just for her so he just continued to rub her neck and shoulders.
Hermione smiled her thanks and began washing his hair. When she was through she rinsed his hair and used her fingers coated in conditioner to detangle his straight thick golden hair. Her hands still slick from the conditioner traveled down the nape of his neck and began returning the neck rub.
Remus reached past her for the washcloths and lathered them well handing one to Hermione. He let it glide over her shoulder and arms across her back to her ass and around her neck over her chest he did not avoid her breasts - he simple treated them to the same as the rest of her body so far even if the scratchy fabric made her breath catch slightly as it skimmed over her peaked nipples.
He took his time washing the legs on wither side of him and then rising over her hips to her abdomen. He caressed her there with his hand as well following the trail of the cloth. Dipping lower he gently washed her treasure that was found at the apex of her thighs. His covered fingers spread her nether lips and removed the last remnants of their love making.
While he washed her glorious body she had washed his upper half from her position -paying painful attention to his nipples and abdomen. He rinsed the rag and stood with her held lightly within his arms. He pivoted and placed her on the bench then he ran the soap free cloth over her - wringing out the water to aid in her rinse.
The beast smiled in satisfaction even though she no longer held his scent – now it just got the chance to take and mark her again – Remus himself smiled wolfishly.
Dropping the rag he knelt between her thighs and kissed from knee to hip giving each leg the same treatment. Hermione lay before him open and quivering in the steamy shower. Spreading her, he could already scent her arousal. He nuzzled her center and gave a slow lick and when he heard a gasp it spurred him on.
He glided two fingers slowly into her core and licked the one place on his mate's body that would surely draw out a moan. When he drew his fingers from her body they brought with them her silky nectar that he quickly spread. Using both his hands he held her hips to the bench to restrain her already bucking hips.
He could taste her and it was like ambrosia. Ambrosia of the God's and he knelt to worship at the alter of his Goddess.
He continued this way slowly savoring his woman and brining her closer to completion. When her breathing became more erratic and her body tensed suddenly he knew it was mere seconds before her inner walls contracted. He quickly reinserted his fingers and crooked them forward towards him and drawing downward -hitting her g-spot and intensifying her orgasm tenfold. He continued to lick and kiss and finger her until she rode down from her orgasm.
By the time she was back to earth she was licked clean and by the time she had caught her breath he had kissed her hip, stood and finished his shower. Great Merlin! If this was a regular occurrence shed keel over. He was a bloody fantastic lover.
He assisted her to stand when it was apparent her legs were jelly, dried themselves off and he lead her back to his bed room, leaving her robe and clothes in the bathroom. Remus had laid out several candles near the bead and nightstand and the bottle of Massage oil from the day of The Debacle.
It was a light oil, meant to be left on the skin that smelled of mint and orange. He urged her to lay face down upon the bed and warmed the oil in his hands before touching it to her smooth back. Running his hands over her shoulders he left streaks of the slippery oil where ever his fingers touched. "I have a confession darling. This was supposed to be given to you a few weeks ago along with that basket of chocolate."
She tilted her head a little more to look behind her and raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
"Yes it was going to be another peace offering. An attempt to easy your pain however when I saw that the chocolate was enough I decided to save the massage for another time."
"Ha! I would not have had any idea how to deal with the proposal. I've been so attracted to you and I would have known that I couldn't handle it and I would have been way to tense. I'm glad you saved it till now…I get all the benefits this way. Thank you."
Silence reigned as he continues her massage – nothing overtly sexual she sensual and relaxing. After many minutes and handfuls of oil he had finished her back, legs, arms, shoulders and neck. He turned her over and continued on the front. Beginning at her collarbone Remus delicately caressed and rubbed small circles over the skin of her chest giving a playful tug at her nipples. He massaged her belly and hips finally working his way back down her legs and finishing with her delicate feet.
By the time he finished Remus had lulled Hermione into a relaxed and sleepy haze.
It was nearing evening and the others who were staying at Grimald Place would be returning namely: Harry, Bill, Fleur and Charlie. Tonight after he talked to Hermione more about the bond specifics and figured how, when and why this happened - he hoped to confront Harry. Hopefully Harry wouldn't be horrified.
Tucking Hermione under the covers he slid in next to her for a short respite before unknown ahead.