Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes, I try to get them, but I do miss them.

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror, clothed in only her cute new bra and her silk sleep pants. The last time that any one had seen her like this, by her own choice, was... Well, she had never done this by her own choice. She sighed, and steeled her courage. The Potters had stayed until dessert. Hermione couldn't believe how much had changed for her, loosing what she had thought had been a wonderful man whom she was going to marry, to moving in with 'Playboy' Sirius Black, to even trying to woo said Playboy.

come on, girlie. Sirius won't leave you because of this. 'But what if he is just using you?'

He's not.

But what if he is? You will feel stupid then, I bet. Besides, what experience so you really have with men? You don't. It's unreal for you to think otherwise.

Oh, just stuff it, Hermione thought back to it. For once, she was going to do something that she couldn't explain why she was doing it.

"Oh well. No time like the future." She walked out of her room, and up the stairs to Sirius' room. "Sirius?" Hermione called into his room, seeing that he wasn't there, at his closet or by the bed.

"Coming," Sirius yelled from down the hall. Hermione walked over to the bed, blushing and covering herself slightly when she saw Kreature standing on Sirius' side of the bed.

"Oh! Uh, would you mind going, please, Kreature?" She asked, and kreature, seeing her for the first time in the room, had the decency to look down and nod.

"Of course, mistress. I apologize."

"Thank you." Kreature popped out of the room then, just as Sirius walked back in. Hermione started to chew on the inside of her cheek, watching Sirius.

Sirius, in his own right, was dumbfounded. She looked amazing. The black on her bra was bringing out all of the darker tones in her eyes, and her sleep pants were tided very loosely around her hips. She was barefooted, with green nail polish on her toes. Her long hair cascaded down her back, ending beautifully at her mid-back.

"You look... Amazing," Sirius said, at a lost for words for once.

"Thanks. Ginny made me pull it out."

"Remind me to thank her later," Sirius said, walking to her, dropping the hand towel he had been using moments before.

"I'll try," she managed to get out before Sirius was upon her, claiming her lips as his. Hermione's arms wrapped themselves around Sirius' neck, his wrapping around her waist. Hermione's back collided with the wall, and she gasped slightly. Sirius ran his tongue over her lips, and she gladly opened them, their tongues wrestling slightly. Sirius broke it though, to kiss, nip and stuck down Hermione's neck.

Sirius went down and back up, stopping at her pulse point and nipping and sticking there for a few moments, leaving a mark there, in plain sight. As soon as he got back up to her lips, Hermione spun them around, Sirius' back hitting the wall now. Hermione did the same as he did, though leaving perhaps a couple more marks then he did. She wanted the world to know that Sirius Black belonged to Hermione Granger.

Without a shirt on either of them, their hands explored each other's chests, Sirius slipping the tips of his fingers into her bra. In retaliation, she slipped her fingers into his waistband of his pants. He gasped slightly into her mouth, but not complaining. Hermione decided that she wanted to pleasure Sirius tonight, even if it didn't mean that they went all the way. She slipped his pants down off of him, leaving him in only his red boxers.

"Where is all of this confidence coming from, my love?"

"Must be the new outfit," Hermione replied. She pushed him back a bit, to the bed, and pushed him down. She leaned down by his knees, splaying her fingers out on his bare thighs.

"I think we need to get you even more outfits, ri-" Hermione had started top rub him through the cloth of his underwear. Sirius sucked in a sharp breath.

"Maybe we do," she nearly purred. Suddenly, she grabbed the waistband of his boxers, and tugged them off. Sirius' manhood stood at attention in front of her, thick and long, not to mention rock hard. One of Hermione's hands went to his cock, the other going back to his thigh. She started to pump him, slowly at first, then a little quicker before adding her mouth. She hummed, trying it out. Sirius moaned even louder than before.

"You will be the death of me, Mione." She hummed again, bobbing a little faster. She could feel Sirius' fingers go to her hair, and she knew that he was going to be releasing his seed soon, so she added her other hand to his balls.

"Fuck yes!" She heard Sirius moan above her, and with a few more bobs, Sirius finished, coming inside of her mouth. Hermione didn't mind too much, swallowing, almost liking the taste of him.

"That was completely amazing, Hermione." He opened his arm to her, and she went up to it, still fully clothed, or as much as she had been before. Sirius kissed her, tasting himself on her lips.

"I'm glad you liked it." They kissed for a few more minuets, until Sirius started to pull her pants down.

"But now it's your turn." Sirius backed her up the bed, till her head was on the pillows. Sirius finished removing her pants, to see that she had on matching underwear to her bra. Slowly, he pulled them down too, and put his head in between her legs. He waited a moment, not wanting for her to be completely aware of when he was going to start. Suddenly, he licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clit. She tensed the first time, gasped the second, and finally moaned the last time. Then, Sirius added a finger, sliding into her suddenly, then took a very, very slow pace in her, Hermione whimpering, until he started to suck on her clit, and added another finger, increasing his speed, hearing her moan and feeling her squirm were amazing.

Sirius changed his mouth out with his other hand's finger, and watched Hermione's expression. He could feel her start to clench around his fingers, and immediately she came, over his hand, her back arching, her bra, which was still on straining, and a look of pure bliss on her face. She had yelled, no, screamed Sirius' name when she had came, and she looked spent now. Sirius found and slipped on his boxers, and crawled into bed with her, kissing her neck, and wrapping her in his arms.

"Goodnight, Hermione, my love."

"Him..." She snuggled into his arms, and sighed. She was on cloud nine. Hey, she had just experienced her first real, pleasurable orgasm, given by someone else, was wrapped in that person's arms, and she loved them.

Sirius, you will be the death of me, Hermione thought before slipping into a deep, dreamless sleep.

God, Hermione, I love you with all my heart, and body, was Sirius' last thought before slipping off himself, into an equally dreamless sleep.

A/n I hope you liked this! Early new year/late Christmas present? Please, please, please review, I love you, all!