Smutty Smutterson
I carry our bags up the stairs of the large Switzerland ski resort trying to find the suite that I had booked for Hermione and I; once when we were sitting in the Astronomy Tower she told me that she had always wanted to go skiing.
So I thought; what better way to spend Christmas than skiing in the Swiss Alps with the love of your life.
Of course I don't know how to ski...but we will learn together...
Her parents agreed immediately, only if I said that they could come to the resort on Christmas and celebrate the holiday with the two of us.
I had a slight feeling that Hermione didn't tell her mother and father-who were dentists- that we were dating, instead she played it off as if I was her girl best friend, which in way I was...
So I'll keep the secret about Hermione and I a secret- at least from her parents.
Finding the suite I unlock the door and hurry into the beautiful cabin room, the smell of cinnamon and pine wafting through the suite, a Hearst lit with a crackling fire warming up the room.
A large queen sized bed sits in the middle of the room, fuzzy sheepskin blankets line the bed, a bear rug lays on the floor in front of the fire its mouth open like a death trap to anyone who dared grow nearer.
On top of the rug there was a beautiful leather couch that was especially pleasing to sit on while I waited for Hermione to come back from checking out the resort.
Soon enough, the suite door opens yet again and Hermione comes in looking flustered as she took a seat beside me.
"Alright, we have a reservation tonight at the lodges restaurant for 8:30. It was the only time available-but they have a coffee shop so I got two cappuccinos; one is mocha and the other is caramel," She says holding out two cups to me.
"Which one do you want?" She asks me.
"Caramel," I smile and take the cup that is outstretched.
"This is amazing Abby..." She says in awe peering around at the room that we were in.
"I can agree with that Hermione-Just having you here by my side..."
"What's wrong?"
"Well...It's 5:20 right now so that means we have about three hours and ten minutes until dinner...I'm just trying to think of what we could possibly do in that time..." I smile at her.
Almost as a trigger she puts down her cup and takes off her jacket.
"Well...There is a hot tub on the porch...and I know how to use it..."
"I didn't bring a swimsuit Hermione," I laugh.
"Neither did I, but we're on the top floor so I have a feeling that no one will see us unless someone has a spyglass," She smirks as she unbuttons her shirt never breaking eye contact. "But make your decision...I'll be waiting in the hot tub."
One by one her clothing comes off and soon her bare ass is running to the hot tub on the porch visible shock plain on her face as she steps out onto the balcony.
Without a second thought I begin stripping out of my warm clothing slowly including my underwear and bra, once they are all off I sluggishly, unconfidently make my way to the hot tub- her back was turned away from me her arms waving aimlessly in the pool around her.
My feet crunch on top of the snow melting in between my toes,the cold hits me harshly, my skin erupting with goosebumps as I make my way to the hot tub ungracefully.
The warm water easily spreads its warmth through my body, Hermione turns and watches me near her, her brown eyes curiously observing my body, her hands finding my waist beneath the blue water.
She leans in slowly to savor the moment and kiss my lips making her way as teasingly she could down my face and neck.
My breath hitches as she bites slightly on the nape of my neck, licking along my collarbone.
My hands find her hair and wind themselves natively within her hair-as if they have never left.
She trails her kisses down the side of my torso, making her way down to my breasts.
Her hand gropes one as the other grips firmly onto my waist, she sucks supplely onto my nipple her tongue swirling rhythmically around and around my breast making me moan softly with the pleasure of the feeling.
I can feel her smirk on my breast and she takes this as permission to bite softly on my nipple causing it to swell slightly-but it didn't hurt...no instead it was the best part by far.
The beautiful brunette looks up at me and motions her head to the bedroom and I take the hint, my hands grab the bottom of her thighs and I carry her- her hands wrapped around my torso her eyes never leaving mine as our bare bodies touch for the first time ever.
I carefully carry her to the bed and drop her onto the bed earning a laugh from her.
I grin and climb on top of her and begin my own work on her.
I lick along her body leaving my marks wherever I can and whenever she arches her back from the pleasure.
Slowly I make my way to her sweet, pink entrance that was eagerly waiting for me to begin.
I grin and taste her juices feeling delighted that I was the first person to be allowed to do this to her.
I enter a few fingers inside as soon as she gives me the okay to.
I pump inside of her slowly at first earning a few moans from her beautifully intelligent mouth.
I go faster when she begs me her hand on my shoulder gripping it with her nails.
I smirk and go faster as the goddess asks.
She arches her back and moves closer to me making me know what she wanted me to do.
I switch positions with her and she copies the same motions that I completed on her- the both of us reaching our climaxes breathing heavily as we laid next to each other feeling extremely exhilarated with the thrill of being within one another.
I knew from this moment; as I watched her snuggle closer to me the sheepskin blanket over us as the fire crackled softly in the background; that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this woman.
Two Weeks Later
Christmas Day
Hermiones parents arrived yesterday and were now talking with her animatedly about their 'excitedly' lives as dentists.
I sit fumbling with the smallest present, we had already opened all of the other presents except for one, I wanted to wait until her parents left to the ski mountain to give it to Hermione.
Soon enough they leave hurrying down the halls of the resort in their ski gear.
Hermione gets up off of the couch to grab something-most likely her ski gear.
"Hermione...I have one more gift for you," I say quietly-fearfully.
She raises an eyebrow and sits back down.
I hand her the small velvet box.
"What is this?" She asks me as if I'd tell her before she opens it.
"Open it and you'll find out..."
She undoes the tie and opens the box her face becoming a bewildered expression.
"Is this-"
I cut her off.
"Hermione...I know you're leaving tomorrow for Harry and Ron and I cant give this to you later...Hermione Granger...I love you more then anything and that is saying something, you've made me open up and realize who I really am...your kind of my own personal cheerleader your there whenever I need you and one day when we are older and have felt with the troubling times...will you marry me?"
