All right, my freaky dalring, this chapter is smut, and nothing but smut. While it is age and realtionship appropriate smut, (meaning they are not porn stars doing incredible acts of bdsm) it is still lemony fun. I know some people don't like lemons, so read when Hermione gets to THeo's feel free to skip to the end of the chapter and read the last few paragraphs. I hope everyone has a lovely weekend.
Chapter 36
Hermione devoured the slim volume. Capella Burke wrote precise instructions in very clear language. She encouraged the reader to embrace her sexuality and explore it. She declared females to be just as capable as males of enjoying sex. While some of the topics left her feeling apprehensive, she also found them intriguing on an intellectual level. Maybe she'd bookmark those sections for later; much, much later.
A glance at the clock revealed the night to be rather young. Before she could overthink her decision and talk herself out of going, she jumped and changed her clothes. She let Winky know she was going over to Theo's. She flooed into the sitting room closest to Theo's room. His personal elf, Marco, popped in front of her, "How can Marco assist miss?"
"I just came to see Theo. Is he in his room?"
"Yes, miss. Master has retired for the night."
"Thank you, Marco, good night."
"Yes, miss, good night."
Hermione quietly walked down the hall to Theo's door. She raised her hand to knock on his bedroom door and froze. She lowered her hand. What sounded like an amazing idea in the quiet of Malfoy Manor, seemed daunting in the corridor of Nott Court. No one would ever know if she changed her mind and backed down her self imposed challenge. A little voice in the back of the mind whispered, You'll know. Once again prudish know-it-all Hermione ran away with her tail tucked between her legs. Always reading, never doing. Shaking her head to clear half remembered taunts of childhood, Hermione gave herself a pep talk. Theo has no clue why you came here. He has zero expectations. Nothing has to go any further than either of you are comfortable with. You are bold and adventurous. You can totally do this.
Hermione firmly knocked on Theo's door. She opened it when he called for her to enter. He looked surprised to see her. "Expecting someone else?" She asked.
"No, not expecting anyone, actually. Father gets back tomorrow."
She glanced down from his face, giving the rest of him a once over, noticing his state of undress. His trousers lay in a heap on the floo, his jumper on his hands. He stood watching her in his boxers and white t-shirt. "Did I interrupt anything?"
Theo shrugged, "Just decided to call it a day early."
"Are you especially tired? I can let you go to bed if you want." she offered lightly. If he wanted to go to bed, leaving wasn't cowardice. She ignored the little voice in the back of her head snorting in derision.
"No, I planned on reading, just going to bed to do it out of boredom really." He smiled warmly. "I can get dressed again." He lifted the jumper to slip it back on.
Taking a deep breath, Hermione embraced Capella's advice: try everything at least once, and with a trusted partner the first time. She trusted Theo. "No, you don't have to do that." She stepped into the room and kicked off her shoes. She walked to the towards the bed. "I'll join you."
Theo blinked several times, clearly surprised. "You will?"
"Yep." She popped the 'p' sound. She stopped at the foot of his bed. Long green velvet curtains hung loose at the posts. She ran her hands along them, then spun around the face him. He stood next to the door watching her. "Though it does appear that I am somewhat overdressed. " Theo's mouth fell open a bit when she undid the first button on her blouse. Remembering to breath, she unfastened the next button, then the next. His eyes widened.
She expected to feel embarrassed, or self conscious, but his dumbstruck reaction left her feeling empowered, and desirable. It helped her keep going. His hands kneaded his jumper as his brain fought valiantly to process what was happening before him. Finished unbuttoning her silk blouse, Hermione slowly shrugged the soft material off her shoulders, letting it drop down her arms. Theo swallowed hard at the sight of her standing at the foot of his bed in jean shorts and a dark blue lace demi cup bra. The look of awed reference gave her the courage to slowly unfasten her shorts, revealing matching lace knickers. She stepped out of her shorts, turned and climbed onto the bed. Leaning against the pillows piled at the headboard she watched Theo struggle to rip off the t-shirt, walk, and maintain eye contact all at the same time.
Reaching the bed, he crawled forward to join her. "May I ask what I I did to inspire this? Because I want to be sure to keep doing it."
"Due to unfortunate circumstances beyond our control we missed celebrating your birthday."
"So, this is my unbirthday present?"
"It is. Do you like it?" Her eyes twinkled playfully.
Theo moved his eyes up and down her scantily clad body. "Fuck yes." Lying bedsides her, he reached out and ran his hand across her flat stomach.
"Good, though, here's my dilemma: is it more of a present to let you explore me, or for me to explore you?" she asked in a sultry voice, running her hand across his bare chest.
"Oh, um, I." Theo stuttered.
"It does seem mean to make you do all the work for your birthday present." Before he could say or do anything, Hermione firmly pushed his shoulders back. He rolled back onto the mattress, Hermione following him, situating herself on top of him. Not giving him a chance to sort himself out, she claimed his lips with her own. She kissed him deeply before pulling back.
Slowly, she moved to his neck running her her tongue up to his ear. Gently she sucked his earlobe into her mouth. She applied brief pressure before grazing the tender flesh with her teeth. He ground his groin up against her, groaning. His breath caught when she ran her tongue along the shell of his ear.
She felt herself grow wetter just from his reaction to her ministrations. Gaining confidence, she began kissing down his neck to his chest. There she ran her hands up and down his firm muscles to his abdomen. Theo caressed her back as far as he could reach as she worked her way down his body.
Hermione ran her tongue along the shallow grooves defining his abdomen muscles. She paused at the top of his boxers, teasing the waistband with her fingers. She looked up at his face. "Yes?" she asked permission.
Face flushed and breathing heavy, Theo nodded emphatically. "Yes."
She pulled down the boxers down his legs and off, causing Theo to start in surprise. She grasped his cock in her hand and began stroking up and down the shaft. After a few pumps she added a twisting motion on the down stroke. He moaned and thrust up into her hand. Hermione shifted until she had her head positioned above his crotch.
Feeling bold, she took a deep breath, leaned down, and ran her tongue over the tip of his cock. He sucked in a surprised breath and he jerked. Holding his hip with her other hand, she ran through Capella's instructions in her mind. She trailed her tongue from tip to base, then slowly she retraced the journey back up. Back at the beginning, she opened her mouth and swallowed while taking him into her mouth. He moaned again, his hands fisting in the sheets. "Oh, Hermione." She grinned around him, then sucked hard. She moved up and down, sucking and running her tongue along the hardened flesh. Too nervous to take him in too deeply, she used her hand at the base, stroking and twisting in rhythm of her mouth. Occasionally his cock twitched under her hand.
Theo struggled to keep from thrusting up into her mouth. He vaguely remembered older Slytherins mentioning birds not liking it when blokes did that. Her mouth felt amazing, her hand felt amazing, all of it felt amazing. She enthusiastically treated him like a lollipop, alternating sucking with licks from the base upward. Every once in awhile she grazed the head with her teeth. When he felt his groin tighten, he yelled, "Hermione," pulling her up and away as his orgasm exploded. He also remembered being told girls didn't like guys cumming in their mouths. She protested until she realized he finished.
Theo hugged her to him, revealing in the afterglow. He kissed the top of her head. "That was glorious, sweet. Thank you."
"I rather enjoyed it myself. Happy birthday." She rolled onto her back.
"So, I only get one present?" He moved to loom over her, his tone teasing.
"What else do you want?"
"I want to find out if the other half of your dilemma is as enjoyable as the first."
"I suppose since it is your birthday present, you should get what you want."
"I agree."
"Well, then, explore away, birthday boy."
"Do I get to unwrap my present myself?"
"If you want to."
With trembling fingers, Theo reached behind her to undo her bra. He pulled the lacy material away, throwing it over the edge of the bed to join his boxers on the floor. He left her knickers in place for time being. Hermione flushed under the heat of his gaze. She fought the urge to cover herself. Reverently, he caressed one globe of her breast, revealing in the feel of her soft skin. She watched him as he moved his hands across her body, his eyes glued to skin under his hand.
Resting his weight on his elbow, he kneaded one breast. Hermione moaned. The sound broke off in a gasp when his mouth clamped over the other nipple. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts at him. She squirmed, pushing her legsd together, desperately seeking friction. She whined in the back of her throat. He responded by increasing the firmness of his grasp. HE released her nipple with a 'pop'.
Leaning up he ran his hand down her stomach to her knickers. Instinctively, she spread her legs. He grazed his fingers along her lace covered core. A self satisfied smirk spread across his face when he felt how damp the cloth had become. "May I?" he asked tugging once on the edge.
"Yes, please." she breathed.
Theo inched the scrap of material down her legs, kissing her thighs, calves, and ankles as he went. He sat back on his heels, gazing down at her naked form, his face a mix of shock and affection. "So beautiful." He took her hand, kissed the back of it, then the inside of her wrist, before kissing down the rest of her arm. At her shoulder, he settled his weight over her before moving up the side of her neck, nipping lightly as he went. He nibbled on her earlobe, then switched to the other ear. He paused to suck and nip on the delicate skin where her neck and shoulder met. She moaned again, almost forming his name. She dragged her fingernails down his back. She bucked her pelvis up into his crotch several times. He began kissing his way down her chest.
He gave each nipple a moment of oral exploration, before moving on to trace the planes of her stomach, with his tongue. She twisted away briefly with a bark of laughter, curling up her knees when his touch tickled. She laughed softly, slowing uncurling again. He grinned and ran his hands along her legs, soothing away the sensation.
Theo began rubbing her inner thighs, each circulation bringing his hands closer to her center. His brain raced, trying to remember years of guy talk, or at least the real advice, not the crude bragging. He rubbed his hand along the outside of her outer lips, spreading the moisture there. When he slipped his finger into her slick channel, she arched into his touch. He curled his fingers, pumping his hand in and out.
Moments later, he pulled back. He moved down the bed, laying on his stomach between her legs. He placed her knees over his shoulders. He swept his tongue along her labia lips, darting in once or twice to taste the juice inside. Allowing the noises she made to guide him, he increased his pace and pressure. Soon, Hermione writhed against him, grinding herself into his face. "Oh, oh, gods, oh shit, THEO!" she wailed out her release.
Grinning like a madman, Theo cleaned them off with a few wand flicks. He settled down next to her, pulling her against him. "Best unbirthday ever." He kissed her forehead.
"Glad you liked it. You can be hard to shop for."
"I'll take a set in every color."
She smacked him laughing. "Don't let me fall asleep. I have to go home soon."
"Agreed." They lay there entwined. She had just started to nod off when Theo shot upright. "Oh, shite! Someone just knocked on the front door. You have to go. Father's elf cannot find us unchaperoned."
"Because we don't spend ten months of the year at school barely supervised? And you can feel the house wards?"
"When Father is away, he links the wards to me."
"Fascinating." She began collecting her clothing.
"Less talking, more dressing."
"You're so romantic."
He kissed her soundly. "I'm sorry. Tonight was beyond amazing. I love you."
"I love you, too." Hermione sprinted to the floo as he headed to meet his father's house elf.
"I'll owl you later." He called after her. She blew him a kiss as she spun away in the fireplace.