Sex!

-Chapter 5-

~*Hermione*~

A month after we got here we realized there was no hope for getting married at the time and therefore really no reason for us to wait to get married. Our first time was…it was surprisingly not too awkward considering both of us had only ever been with one other person. And neither of them were girls. It was magnificent as far as first times. It was infinitely better than my first time with Ron. Even thinking about comparing the two kind of makes me queasy. Anyways, it wasn't a special anniversary or anything, and it was Ginny that started it. And it was so sweet.

I came home from working in the library around five in the evening to find the apartment completely dark except floating candles leading from the front door to our bedroom. I smiled and dropped my jacket and bag on the chair and discarded my shoes before following the path of rose petals to the bedroom. I knocked on the closed door and it opened. I was met by the lips of my love and a smile.

"Should we do something about the candles?" I asked. With a wave of her hand they were all out and they set themselves neatly on the coffee table.

"Of course you would be the one to worry about burning down the place down and not tell me how fantastic I am," she said as she pulled me to our bed.

"Well I would imagine it would be difficult to enjoy this if we were both on fire."

She rolled her eyes and kissed me again, her soft tongue probed my mouth and I pushed against it with my own. We fell to the bed and I lay on my side facing her. I bit my bottom lip and searched her eyes. For what, I wasn't entirely sure but I just couldn't pull myself away from them. I slipped my hands through her hair and she wrapped hers around my waist and pulled me in close.

"I have to admit…I'm a little nervous, 'Mione."

"Me too."

"I'm ready though…just…nervous."

"I am, too, Ginny. I think…I think if we just take it slow and relax it'll be fine."

She nodded and I pulled her in for another kiss. She pushed me to my back and I pulled her shirt off. She started undoing the buttons on mine while I undid the clasp on her bra. I tossed the green piece of clothing to the floor and sat up allowing her to pull my shirt off and get my bra out of the way. She looked into my eyes and I bit my lower lip again. It wasn't the first time we'd seen each other's bare torsos, by far. This…this was just different.

"'Mione…I know I don't tell you this enough," she said. Her eyes glistened with tears. "You…you are so beautiful. So beautiful…" I pulled her in and our lips touched again.

"I love you Ginny."

Our kisses became more hurried as she pushed me back onto the bed. One of her hands traveled up my stomach and to my breasts. I wrapped my arms around her and my hands explored the skin of her back. My fingertips ran over the scars on her back from the battles of the war. I could see each of them as my fingertips grazed over them. I knew she would find a few of mine with her own fingers.

She rolled my nipple between her fingertips and I moaned into her mouth. The palm of her hand pushed against the mound of my flesh and caressed it gently. For someone that didn't know what she was doing, she was doing a pretty damn good job. It was probably because she could read me like a book. At times I was certain she had mastered reading minds.

She pulled away and sat back on her knees and undid the buckle on my belt. She rubbed her hand between my legs and I shuddered. She undid the button and then the zipper and slipped the slacks off my hips leaving me in just my underwear. I sat up and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and pulled them down off her beautiful hips and she kicked them to the floor, joining the rest of our clothing. She wasn't wearing underwear, as per normal. I smiled. I laid back and closed my eyes. I could feel her staring intensely at me and I let her take her time. Her fingertips ran all over my stomach and up my sides to my shoulders.

I felt her lean closer to me, her body heat was radiating onto my own. She pressed kisses all over my breasts and flicked her tongue over my left nipple before taking it into her mouth for a gentle suck and a bite. I gasped at the slight pain and she looked up at me, wide eyed.

"What? Did that hurt? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I replied breathlessly. "Don't stop."

She gave a tender kiss to the bud she had just nipped and I smiled. As her mouth focused its attention on my other breast I felt her hands running all over my stomach and up and down my side and finally her right rested on my hip. I smiled and placed my hand over hers and slid it down between my legs. She came up and hovered over me. I opened my eyes and looked into hers. I reached up and cupped her face in my hand and nodded. She slipped her fingers underneath the cotton material and I felt two of her fingers start circling around my clit. She kept her eyes locked on mine. I whimpered when she ran her fingers over the bud. She pushed her fingers hard against it and I moaned. It was getting difficult to keep my eyes open and not let them roll back in my head but she was looking at me with such intensity that I didn't want to look away.

I felt her fingers slip lower and she pushed two of them inside me. I grabbed onto a handful of her gorgeous red hair and arched my back. My fight to keep staring into her eyes was lost. Her lips quickly pressed themselves onto my neck and she started thrusting her fingers in and out of me. Her strokes were gentle and slow. She didn't hurry. I could tell she was savoring every single moment. I felt her hips move with the rhythm of her hand and I wrapped the arm that wasn't holding onto her hair around her waist and rested my hand at the small of her back.

She pushed her fingers deep and I moaned with each thrust. She started trailing kisses down my neck and chest and I untangled my fingers from her hair. She kissed and licked all over my stomach down to my navel and she swirled it with her tongue. I raised my hips off the bed and she pulled my underwear off of me and settled herself between my legs. I took a deep breath and tangled my fingers back in her hair. She pushed her fingers back inside me and I felt her warm tongue press against my clit. Her other hand came to rest on my stomach. I bucked my hips against her mouth and she flicked her tongue against my clit again.

She pulled her fingers out of me and I felt the tip of her tongue drag from my clit down to my entrance. I gasped when she pushed it inside of me. The sensation was amazing. I held my breath as her tongue darted in and out of me and finally let it out in a yell when her fingers pressed against my clit again. I moaned her name. My heels dug into the mattress as I lifted my hips off the bed, trying to push closer to her mouth. My muscles started burning and I felt the orgasm building in my abdomen and I cried out her name over and over as I felt adrenaline start rushing through me. Her tongue pushed inside of me, drinking every ounce of liquid that poured from within me and her fingers rubbed my clit hard and fast as I came into her mouth. Her fingernails dug into my stomach and mine into her scalp.

I heard her let out a moan of her own when I collapsed onto the bed. My eyelids were heavy and my chest was heaving. She pressed her lips against mine and I opened my mouth to receive her tongue. I tasted myself and the mixture of that plus the taste of Ginny's mouth was enough to cause me to moan again. She pulled away and I felt her eyes on me again but mine couldn't open. I swallowed hard and ran my hands up and down her back, holding her close to me. I didn't want to let go, ever. She pressed her lips to my forehead and whispered, "I love you."

That was it for me. That was the moment I knew that absolutely everything we had gone through was completely worth it because it meant we got to have that moment. I had known there was something special between us before we left Hogwarts even though I denied it to myself for a long time. That moment with that one simple gesture and those three words were what made me know with absolutely every corner of my brain and every fiber of my heart that I never, ever wanted anyone else to speak those words to me like that.

I opened my eyes to meet hers and a soft smile spread across her lips.

"Hi," she whispered.

I smiled. "Hi," I whispered back.

"Thought I lost you to sleep there for a minute."

I shook my head. "Just thinking."

"Of course." She smiled even bigger and I stretched my head up and kissed her. "So…how'd I do?" she asked me.

"You did fantastic, love. It was amazing, just like you."

She blushed. I reached up and kissed her again. I wrapped my arms tight around her back and rolled us both over until she was on her back and I laid my weight on top of her. Every inch of our skin was pressed together. It was like an electric shock went through me. This beautiful woman underneath me just radiated something that made me not know or care what day it was, or anything else about the world. All I cared about was her. I still do. I always will.

I settled my hips in between her legs and she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in even closer. I rocked my hips, rubbing against her. I smiled against her kiss and I intertwined my fingers with hers and pulled her arms up above her head and held on. Her hips moved with mine and I let go of one of her hands and ran it down her side and to her thigh. I tried to pull away but her legs wrapped tighter. I could tell she was nervous. She trembled when I tried to pull away again. I pulled out of the kiss and leaned in to hear ear.

"I want to touch you, baby. I want to feel every single centimeter of your body with my fingertips. I want you to feel everything you made me feel. I want you to feel how much I love you…"

She nodded and allowed me to pull away from her and I broke the contact of our bodies to sit up on my knees and look down at her. I placed my hands on her stomach and slowly ran them up to just under her breasts then to her sides and back down to her hips. I took one of her breasts in my left hand, it was slightly more than a handful, soft, absolutely perfect. She let out a little whimper. I leaned back down and kissed all over her chest before taking the pink nipple of her unoccupied breast into my mouth and flicking the hard bud with my tongue. Her chest started rising and falling faster and she pushed her hips off of the bed, silently begging for my hands to roam lower.

I held on to her hip and shifted my body, leaving one leg in between hers. I moved my hand over from her hip and slipped it between her legs and rested it on her inner thigh. She let out a soft moan before I even touched her. I moved my head back up to look at her and kissed her cheek. She turned her head up to look at me and her light brown eyes sparkled. I pressed my lips against hers and my fingers moved through her wet folds. I explored the new territory with my fingers, learning what made her twitch and how she responded when I pressed here or tugged there. It was warm and wet and sensational and I couldn't wait to taste the thick juices that were coming out of her. I pushed my fingers hard against her clit and she moaned. I started circling the bud with my fingers, occasionally giving it a roll between my fingers, she moaned and whimpered into my mouth. I should've known with how much she loves to talk that she'd be rather vocal in bed, too.

I detached my mouth from hers because I wasn't about to muffle the sounds I knew would be coming from her. She held her breath when I stopped rubbing her clit and closed her eyes. I slipped my fingers through the wetness down to her slit. She bit her bottom lip and tried to silence herself when I teased the entrance.

"Don't," I said. "I want to hear it."

She released her lip and I plunged two fingers inside of her and she let out the most amazing sound I'd ever heard. It was somewhere between a moan and a yell and it was deep and just beautiful. Her arms wrapped around my back and her fingernails dug into my shoulders. I thrust again and she cried out my name. Music to my ears. I smiled and continued thrusting. Her hips raised off the bed to meet my thrusts. I started kissing down her neck and chest. I pulled my fingers out of her and positioned myself with my head between her legs. The scent was intoxicating. I dipped my tongue into the folds near her entrance and savored the taste. Tangy, sour, sweet. I flicked my tongue over her clit and she let out a squeal. I pushed my fingers back inside her and gave a gentle bite to her clit earning me another melodious cry from her lips.

"Oh gods, Hermione! Oh baby…"

Her back arched and her fingers slipped through my hair. I needed more of her taste. I pulled my fingers out of her and pushed my tongue in deep. The sticky liquid flowed into my mouth and I swallowed every drop that passed my lips. I fondled her clit with my fingertips, alternating between rubbing it and pulsating my fingers against it. She let out another moan and started to stiffen, I knew she was close. I felt her slit start tightening around my tongue and I pushed deeper. Her moans turned into yells and she thrust her hips up to meet the strokes of my fingertips on her clit and my tongue inside her. I let out a moan of my own when she came. I lapped up every ounce of liquid from her and gave one last kiss just below her navel before coming up to look at my love.

I was greeted with a soft smile and closed eyes. She'd never looked so peaceful. I stayed on top of her until she opened her eyes. I pushed the sweat-soaked strands of red hair away from her face and kissed her forehead then each of her cheeks and finally her lips. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste the lingering deliciousness that resided on my tongue. I smiled when our lips parted and gazed into her eyes.

"I love you, Ginevra," I whispered. She smiled and cupped my face in her hands and pulled me in for one more kiss. I shifted next to her and my head came to rest on her chest and my arm across her stomach. She wrapped her arm around me and her other rested on top of mine that was across her stomach.

"So how'd I do?" I asked with a smile as she traced her fingertips on my left shoulder.

"Fan-bloody-tastic, love. If I'd known you'd be that good then I wouldn't have agreed to wait."

I laughed. "So are you going to cook me a nice dinner now that you've completely worn me out?"

She giggled. "I figured we'd let someone else do the cooking and get some Muggle take-out or something."

So we did. Our first post-coital dinner was delivered Chinese food from China Pearl Restaurant. And it's become somewhat of a tradition. The delivery boy says we're now in their top ranked customers because we order it so often so they always throw in a couple of extra eggrolls. He's not shocked anymore when one or the both of us always come to the door completely disheveled, in a bathrobe, and looking starved.