Trembling, Pansy raked her nails across Neville's arms as her hips began to gyrate in the water. Fighting for dominance in their kiss, Pansy attempted to suck on his tongue before Neville pulled on her hair and bruised her lips with a final harsh kiss. Breathing deeply, Pansy started gaping for air as trails of fire enveloped her skin and Neville's fingering began to increase its pace.
Watching Pansy as her moans began to include cursing his name, Neville slowly dipped low close to her body and growled, "Who is in control" with his fingers punctuating each syllable. Shaking her head vigorously and curling her toes, Pansy pleaded, "Please" as she attempted to widen her thighs to find some release. Bringing his nose to her hair and breathing in deep, Neville kissed her hair and cheek and stilled his fingers. "That's not an answer, is it," he questioned as he thrusted his fingers one more time.
"No, that's not," he murmured as he slowly extracted his fingers from Pansy and the soapy water. "Fuck," Pansy whimpered as the emptiness returned. "Please," she begged, desiring to feel her body shattering one time again.
Pushing her chin up with the tip of his finger, Neville's eyes deeply searched Pansy and asked the question, "Who is in control?" Wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue, Pansy's lips briefly parted before she uttered one word, "You" to Neville. Stretching a smile across his lips, Neville's hand seeped into the water, and the palm of his hand applied pressure as shockwaves began to overtake Pansy. Seeing Pansy begin to jerk, Neville quickly captured her mouth as her orgasm began to take hold.
As the after effects slowly dissipated, Neville removed his hand and caressed her legs. Grabbing her hand, Neville lovingly kissed over her hand and arm slowly moving up to her neck before coming back down. Muah. Muah.
Coming back down, Pansy continued to watch her husband in a daze as he kissed her skin and wondered, "What brought this on." Not one to complain, she was surprised to see Neville, especially given that he was not supposed to be home for another two weeks. Honestly, she was glad that their little angel was away because she planned to occupy the remainder of his time with some Mommy and Daddy alone time.
Feeling her gaze upon him, Neville shifted his eyes to hers as he placed another kiss on the inside of her elbow. Muah. "It's a shame," Neville whispered as he placed another kiss along her arm. Muah.
Confused and still dazed, Pansy questioned, "What's a shame?" Placing a final kiss, Neville rose from the tub's edge and began to walk to the door. Sensing a change, Pansy slowly shook her head and rose within the water with her breasts barely breaching the water. "Nev, what's wrong," Pansy asked.
Neville stopped in front of the door and slowly spun around with a grimace on his face. Touching his lips with his hand, his eyes glanced back at her naked and wet form before responding with a deep breath, "It's a shame to know that my wife cannot bring her concerns to me before her friends. To know that my wife isn't satisfied. To know that my wife finds me lacking."
Pushing herself up to leave the tub and shaking her head, a confused Pansy questioned, "What do you mean? I am satisfied. I am happy. Where did you hear something like that?" Standing in the tub with water dripping, she was confused about how they got here.
Pushing the door open, Neville remarked, "Hermione. Three weeks ago while I was outside in the garden" before exiting into the bedroom.
"Fuck," Pansy cursed to herself as she remembered Neville having to leave the house to tend to the garden and wanting to bring her a new plant he has been tending. Hermione had come over to see them, mainly to see their new addition. Over the last year and half, Pansy had experienced a rough pregnancy and birthing journey for their bundle of joy, Briar.
Unwrapping her scarf and removing her jacket, Hermione entered the living room and scooped up Briar, dressed in an orange onesie stating "I try TO be GOOD but I take after my MOMMY." Giggling to herself, Hermione bounced him as she entered the kitchen to find Pansy, drinking a glass of water.
Pointing a finger, Pansy argued, "Before you even ask, the answer is no." Blinking twice, Hermione leaned against the counter and stated, "But- " before Pansy interrupted, "No. Nothing. Life happened."
Sighing to herself, Hermione held Pansy's gaze while bouncing Briar and whispered, "Well, what did happen? I don't mind taking this bundle with me." Snorting, Pansy shook her head giggling, "Sure, you would. The problem is not that I cannot find someone to watch Briar for a few hours. It's that I want to be with my husband without one of us wanting to check in on little B."
"Besides, Nev had an emergency that took him out," Pansy continued, "Ugh. I just don't understand why it is so hard to find alone time with my husband." "With emphasis on the sex," Hermione clarified with a wink.
Groaning, Pansy grips the sink before exclaiming, "Fine. Yeah. We've been cleared though. I don't know. I feel that we have lost our spark. He's busy. I'm busy." Pansy continued to sigh and shake her head, "Maybe this is family life."
Placing Briar on the counter to bounce, Hermione responded, "Yeah. Things will slow down, but not everything even with a new baby. I had the same problem" before noticing Pansy's glare on her. "Okay, maybe I'm Neville and Draco is you. We still had the same problem, and we got over the hump. You two will also." Narrowing her eyes, Pansy mused, "Maybe."
Feeling the cool air on her skin, Pansy realized that she was still naked and wet standing in the tub. Good thing Briar is with Hermione for the night. Swiftly slipping on a robe, Pansy padded to their bedroom entrance and watched as Neville stood facing a window watching the snow fall. After softly closing the bathroom door, Pansy closed her robe and tied her robe belt loosely. Huuuuuh heehhh. Breathing in deeply, she ran her hands along her robe to gain some strength before walking and stopping behind Neville's back.