I'm bacccccccckkkkkk! Did you miss me?!
(Creepy smiley face)
Hermione woke up the next morning sore, tired, but complete. She was still in Fred's bed sandwiched between him and George. George was spooning her, his groin pressed against her arse and his arm wrapped around her waist. Fred was in front of her, laying on his back with her head on his chest, her hands hugging his body.
She snuggled into Fred before her eyes snapped opened. School starts today, she thought. Her eyes flew open to find the clock that hung above the doorway. 4:27. She had at least an hour and a half before the rest of the house would be awake.
Hermione slowly removed George's arm from her waist and swung her left thigh over Fred. Bad idea. her lower half was incredibly sore, and that small movement sent a wave of fire through her legs. She groaned loudly and put her hands on Fred's bare chest.
Unable to support herself on the burning muscles she lowered herself down onto Fred's lower half. The red head's eyes slowly flickered open.
"Good morning 'Mione."
His voice was deep and sexy, dripping with desire. Hermione blushed as his eyes ran down her completely naked form. His penis hardening underneath her.
"A little help?" Hermione asked lamely.
Fred's eyes shot back up to her pain etched face. He nodded in understanding and wrapped his hands around her sore body. Hermione tried not to groan in pain when he lifted both bodies from the bed. Hermione's legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck. Hermione could feel his member against her flesh and even through the pain it excited her.
"I know just what you need." He whispered in Hermione's ear. Brushing back her tangled curly hair. He walked to what looked like a closet door and opened it to reveal a clean white tiled bathroom.
He set her down gently on the counter in front of the sink, before going to a large claw foot tub turning on the water, letting it flow out of the shower head. Hermione shifted uncomfortably to look into the mirror behind her. Her pale skin was covered in small purplish bruises. Her neck, her shoulders, her breasts. She touched one on her neck gently and felt the slight tinge of pain from the contact.
Next she let her fingers trail down her stomach, she didn't need her hands to probe any lower to know that her lower parts throbbed with pain from last nights activities. She looked at Fred again to distract herself from her body.
He was still heating the water for her shower. He turned back to Hermione, his penis hard as he looked at her. "You're sore, aren't you?"
Hermione nodded.
"Do you think you can walk to the tub?" he asked her.
She shook her head no and he was glad, he loved the way her body melted into his when he carried her. He slid between her legs, parting them. He wrapped a single arm around her, and used the other hand to lift her chin.
He leaned down slowly, pressing his lips against hers. Hermione completely melted under the gentle pressure. She wrapped her hands around his neck, trying to pull him closer to her. Electricity radiated from the kiss traveling through her dulling the pain.
Fred pressed a hand left her chin and ventured to her upper thigh and the other to the small of her back. Before Hermione knew it she was being held up in the air again her lips pressed to his. The kiss depend and Hermione Felt weightless in Fred's hold.
Fred walked carefully over to the tub and broke the kiss. His member was pulsing between her thighs and he cold feel her hot core pressed against it. He fought the urge to slip himself into her tight little kitten. Her breathe was ragged and her eyes were closed. She looked absolutely beautiful in his arms.
Her eyes fluttered open slowly. Her brown doe eyes hazy. He gave her a small peck before letting her thighs go and lowered her into the stream of the hot water. She moaned as it hit her skin. Biting her lips as it soothed the pain in her body.
It distracted her long enough for Fred to slip out of the room. She found a dry face cloth and a bottle of body wash laid out neatly in a dish and she used both rubbing the wet towel down her body, getting it soaped up, careful not to press too hard.
That's what George found when he woke up to an empty room. He went to the bathroom to wash his face and found Hermione naked in the shower without the shower curtain obstructing his view of her body. He couldn't help but watch her in admiration.
The water cascading over her body in delicate waves. Hearing her moan quietly as her hands drifted all over her soapy body. She's going to be mine. He whispered to himself watching her.
Seconds later she turned to him eyes closed letting the water run down her back. His penis twitched seeing her look so blissful as she rubbed her soapy breasts, her hands lowering past her navel sliding to the place were her creamy thighs met.
As if she sensed someone watching her, her eyes opened and she smiled at him. She turned rinsing the rest of the soap from her body. She bent slightly to turn the tap off and turned back to him. Stepping towards him slowly, dripping wet.
"Well aren't you going to help me, or would you rather just watch me you git." she giggled. George rushed forwards stepping into the tub with her. He scooped her up bridal style and set her down on the other side. He bent down and kissed her on her forehead. He tried to hold her but Hermione pushed him back giggling.
"No, you're dirty." she giggled. George frowned and hopped in the shower quickly turning on the water and squeezing some of the body wash over his head letting the water wash it down his body.
"Awww Fuck." He screamed when a bit of it seeped into his eyes. Hermione laughed and limped out of the bathroom. bumping into a toweled up Fred.