Sorry for the long A/N upfront.

MERRY COCKMAS! Follow me as I post 12 stories about Hermione and her adventures in cock during the holiday season. Unless otherwise notated, the chapters are each a stand-alone story. Each chapter title is the pairing. I will post every other day from 1 Dec- 24 Dec

I did try to stretch myself to write smut that is outside my comfort zone and some of it may be different than you're used to, but I hope you enjoy it!

Tridogmom

"Oh Merlin," Bill said, his tone pained.

Charlie looked up to see what had his brother stressed and followed his eyes to the fireplace. Standing there, trapped under George's charmed mistletoe and clearly trapped together were Fleur and Hermione. The was the annual Order Christmas party and his brother never missed the chance to prank people.

Yes! The gods love me! he thought. How many nights had he wanked over this fantasy in his head over the years? At least once a week since the end of the war. It probably wasn't the most appropriate thing in the world to rub your cock while thinking about one brother's wife and the other's best friend, but he really didn't care. They were sexy.

The two girls giggled as they looked from the mistletoe to each other. Fleur grabbed Hermione by the back and Charlie heard a collective moan from around the room. He took a quick look around to see Kingsley, Harry, and the rest of his brothers all watching the girls in front of them.

As soon as their lips met, his cock began to fill with blood. Their kiss was too short for his liking and they went to move away but the magic from the plant wouldn't release them.

"George!" Hermione called. "What the hell?"

"New mistletoe this year, love," George yelled back. "Pecks only work if you're related. Non-family members have to kiss for a minute. With tongue."

"Fucking wanker."

"I owe George a bigger present for Christmas this year," Bill muttered. "He's taken over your spot of favourite brother. Oh, fuck that's hot."

Charlie had to agree with Bill as he watched Fleur and Hermione start kissing again, this time with tongue. Their bodies were pressed together and he had to bite back his desire to throw a vanishing spell at their clothes. As soon as they saw the spark that confirmed the magic around them had been removed, Fleur broke the kiss but pressed her lips to Hermione's twice more before moving to stand next to Bill again.

"She is very sexy," she told her husband just loud enough for Charlie to overhear. "I wouldn't mind having her in our bed."

Bill groaned before turning to him. "Fleur and I are heading out. Happy Christmas, brother."

Looked like at least Bill was getting laid tonight. Charlie thought about who was at the party. Not counting his family or their spouses his only opinions were men, Minerva, or Hermione. As much as he liked his old head of house, he wasn't looking to have sex with someone old enough to be his grandmother. Hermione walked by on her way to the kitchen as he watched her arse bounce in her tight jeans.

Maybe he could convince her that just because Ronald was bad in bed — the reason they'd broken up — not all Weasley men were. He'd have to wait for the party to die down though. It wouldn't do to hit on her in front of the rest of the Order. Checking to see that no one was paying him any attention, he followed her into the kitchen.

She was bent over, grabbing something from one of the lower cupboards and he walked towards her, stopping just before he touched her. Fuck, she's just the right height that I could bend her over and fuck her. When she stood up and turned around, she jumped slightly.

"Jesus, Charlie," she exclaimed. "Scared the snot out of me. What were you doing?"

"Checking out your arse," he told her, unapologetically.

"Is that so? Well, what do you think?"

He looked her whole body up and down then pushed on her shoulder so she spun in a circle. "As nice as the rest of you." He placed his hands on her hips. "What do you think? Wanna have a go?"

"Thanks for the offer, love, but I've already been with a Weasley. I think I've had enough One-Pump Wonders to not satisfy me for a lifetime."

"As if I would be as pathetic as that." He pulled her closer and kissed the shell of her ear. "I'll lick your sweet little cunt until you scream my name, and then, when your begging for it, I'll fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name. What do you say, dragă?"

She looked around the room to make sure they were alone then grabbed something he couldn't see off the counter and pulled him into the loo, warding it behind him. As soon as it was locked, she vanished his clothes so he stood naked before her. She stepped back and looked him up and down.

"I like the nipple ring," she said and touched it, sending a frisson of pleasure to his cock. When she pulled her hand away, there was a sprig of mistletoe hanging from his piercing. "Guess I have to kiss below it for at least a minute."

Before he could process her words, she was on her knees before his and his cock was instantly hard. Groaning, he wound his hands into her hair. He wanted to thrust into her mouth, see how much she could take before she gagged on it, but he held back, not wanting to push her too far. Hermione had no problems going after what she wanted and gripped him around the arse, pulling him deep into her mouth until he touched the back of her throat.

"Fuck, dragă!" he cried out. "So fucking good."

He ran through list after list of dragons as she continued the assault on his cock to keep himself from coming. After telling her that he could last longer than one thrust, he didn't want to embarrass himself and come down her throat within the first minute. But fuck, the girl could suck a mean cock. He was seconds from losing control when she pulled off.

"Now, I believe you said you could make me forget my name. Think you could do that right now?" she asked.

Her clothes were instantly gone with magic. As much as he liked to undress witches by hand, there was no way he was going to be able to peel those impossibly tight jeans from her. Picking up her naked body, cast a wandless warming charm to the counter and sat her on it, spreading her legs and dropping to his knees.

Merlin praise Muggles and their views on public hair! he thought as he took in her bare core. The lack of hair meant he could see just how swollen and wet she was with arousal. Pressing her legs further apart, he licked from her dripping opening to her clit, circled it and kissed his way back down.

Looking up when there was a loud thud, he smirked at how she'd leaned back against the mirror and had her eyes closed, a small smile across her lips. Wanting to make good on his promise, he took her bundle of nerves in his mouth and started to suck. Her hips thrust towards him, and instead of trying to hold her down, he relaxed his head and allowed it to follow wherever she moved. Slipping two fingers into her heat, he began to pump in and out of her earnestly as he licked, sucked, and nibbled on her clit.

No time seemed to pass before the walls of her core clamped down around him and she was screaming his name as she came all over her face. Internally he cheered at what he had done to her as he kept his mouth and fingers on her, slowly bringing her down. Her fingers threaded through his hair and she jerked hard, pulling him off her.

"You've proved your point, Charlie," she said, breathing hard. "Come fuck me. Please."

"Are you begging, dragă?" he asked her, slowly standing, his cock pointing towards her exposed cunt, wanting to be buried inside her.

"Absolutely. I'd get on my knees, but my legs seemed to have turned to jelly."

"Because you asked so nicely," he teased but lined the head of his cock up with her entrance. "Ready?"

At her nod, he pushed into her in one steady motion. Her walls were still fluttering from her orgasm and he moaned and closed his eyes as her heat surrounded him. "So fucking wet, dragă. So fucking tight for me."

"Move, Charlie," she begged. "I need you."

Wrapping his hands around her hips, he didn't hold back as he began to hammer in and out of her. Her cries of pleasure were blocking out the sound of the party happening just a few feet away and it only fueled his lust. He loved knowing that there was a crowd of unsuspecting people right outside the door and he was fucking this sexy little minx.

"Rub your clit, dragă," he commanded. "I want you to come for me again."

Her hand moved down her body and she began to rub her pussy as he continued to pound in and out of her. She was already starting to tighten around him. Leaning forward, he pulled her as tightly against him as he could and pressed his lips against hers. She kept their mouths connected but she stopped kissing him to cry out as she went rigid in his arms and her cunt began to milk him.

Now that she had come twice, he let go of everything and fucked her with abandon, chasing his own release. She was crying his name, begging him to keep going, fuck her harder when he felt his balls start to pull up.

"Can I come in you, love?" he asked, hoping she'd agree to it.

"You fucking better," she growled out.

At her words, he let go and his cock seemed to explode as he felt stream after stream of come leave his body and enter hers. He held the rest of his body still as his hips spasmed. Breaking the kiss, he pressed his forehead against hers and tried to catch his breath. He was about to say something to her when there was a loud knock on the door.

"Fuck," Hermione said, pushing him off her. She cancelled the silencing spell. "Be right out."

He slipped out of her but stopped as some of his come leaked out of her and landed on the bathroom floor. His eyes stayed locked on her cunt where their combined arousal was slowly dripping out of her. Fuck, if that wasn't the hottest thing he'd ever seen. And thanks to the wanker outside the door, he couldn't even enjoy it. He felt a pang of loss as he magically cleaned their bodies and redressed them.

He gave her a quick kiss before opening the door. Harry was standing there, bouncing back and forth as if he really had to use the loo. He looked from Charlie to Hermione and back, his face going red and his mouth dropping open.

"Do close your mouth, Harry," Hermione said with a laugh. "It's not like you've never had sex before."

Dragă is Romanian for darling.

I wrote a little song.. The lyrics don't match the things I'll be posting, but I giggled writing it.

On the 12th day of Cockmas my true love gave to me:

Twelve dirty stories

Eleven fangirls screaming

Ten Ronalds eating

Nine Weasleys jumpers

Eight Horcrux pieces

Seven Big Dick Dracos

Six kinky drabbles

Five Slytherin cocks

Four Marauders

Three best friends

Two Malfoy men

And a cum shot for Hermione

I hope you enjoyed day one of Cockmas! See you again on the 3rd!

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