After the semester ended and the exhibit opened at the museum, Bella welcomed her newly reinstated girlfriend into her cottage. Moving in together seemed as easy as breathing. They saw each other almost everyday but they were both very busy during the summer and then when Hermione's classes started back up in the fall it was like a ghost town at the cottage. Bella was no longer teaching at the University however she was working full time at the museum and offered to teach a few classes there. Thankfully her girlfriend had not signed up to be her student again. Hermione was busy with her studies, job at the library and her internship at the museum. It was near impossible for them to have a proper date night. The winter exhibit was in the planning stages and Bella was set to go out of town for two weeks to examine and gather the pieces that would be featured. She had secretly hoped that Hermione would be able to go with her but sadly, it didn't come to fruition this time. She had insisted on three days together, no classes, no work, just the two of them spending time together before she headed out of the country. Bella took her girlfriend to her niece's restaurant like she had on their first real date together and as she expected Hermione had loved the similarities to that night.
"So," Bella's tongue licked her own lips slowly, "did you want to get dessert here or…"
Hermione leaned in and gently pressed her lips to her professor's. Soft brushes of their lips, barely any pressure. The hand on her leg didn't move but Bella's other hand grabbed the younger woman's chin between her thumb and forefinger, deepening the pressure. She swiped her tongue across Hermione's lip and was granted access when she moaned. They slowly kissed each other exploring like they had all the time in the world. Bella's hand slipped between Hermione's legs, cupping her over her jumpsuit. Another moan. The younger woman whimpered and tried to press herself down harder on Bella's hand. "Please," she whispered when Bella pulled away, smirking. Hermione's pupils were blown wide with desire. Her Professor chuckled before going back in for another kiss, sucking her lower lip into her mouth, letting it go with a pop. She pressed her hand against her center once more before moving her hand away, waiting for Hermione to open her eyes. She waited, resting her forehead against the younger woman, willing her to say the next words out of her mouth, "take me home, Professor."
While the older woman was no longer her Professor, she would be lying if she said the nickname didn't still spur on those feelings deep inside of her. As soon as she shut the door to their house Bella had Hermione pinned up against it engaging her in a sloppy, hungry kiss full of need and desire. She gasped and the older woman wasted no time deepening the kiss. Expertly she slid her tongue against her lover's with a gutteral noise escaping her throat when she felt Hermione's hand travel down her body, into her back pocket, cupping her ass through the soft material of her dress trousers. Bella gave Hermione a small reprieve from the kissing and attacked her neck. She dragged her tongue from her collarbone up to her ear and playfully nipped at it, breathing hotly against her, "I'm so wet for you right now. I can only imagine the state of your underwear, pet. Though knowing you, you probably aren't wearing any." Hermione groaned and jerked her hips forward looking for friction. Bella let her own hand roam her lover's body, dragging it down her side, squeezing her thigh and bringing her leg up to wrap around her waist, pressing her further into the door. She ground her hips into Hermione who gasped at the pressure. "You've been such a good girl all night." She sucked on the thumping pulse point before biting down a little rougher than normal. Bella pulled back entirely and moaned when she saw Hermione's eyes flutter open, cloudy with lust.
"I need you, Bella," Hermione whimpered from the harsh bite to her collarbone that was soothed immediately after.
"I'm well aware of what you need," Bella chuckled, slowly sliding her hand up Hermione's body, under her shirt, cupping her small breast, an excited nipple already straining against her lacy bra. She groaned and lifted Hermione's shirt up, bending slightly to lap at the hard bud through the lace of the bra. Hermione's head was spinning, she was ready for whatever Bella was willing to give her and she was almost tired of waiting.
Bella moaned when she encased the nipple in her mouth and sucked greedily like she had been deprived of oxygen. Hermione began grinding her hips again when she felt Bella smirk around her nipple. "Seems like you want to take matters into your own hands," she pulled her mouth away with a wet pop, looking down to see the soaked lace of Hermione's bra where her mouth had just been. The vision sent a rush of heat to Bella's core. She stood back up, looking deep into Hermione's eyes and stuck her bottom lip out just a fraction of an inch, "I don't think that's how this whole thing works. Is it?"
Hermione's breath hitched, her hips slowing to a stop, "please?"
"Please what," she bit her own bottom lip.
Hermione's eyes dilated knowing what Bella was waiting for, "please fuck me, Professor."
Bella groaned, tapping Hermione's other thigh waiting for her to lift it. She pushed back slightly, lifting the younger woman off of the door and leading her to the bedroom. "You'll ride me tonight. Take your pleasure," she commanded as she got onto the bed. "Come on now, pet. Don't hold back." She smirked and wiggled her eyebrows.
Hermione shot Bella her best sultry look before slowly pulling off all of her clothes, leaving herself bare before her girlfriend. As Bella previously suspected, her girlfriend was not wearing underwear. She made her way over to the bed and undressed Bella with the kind reverence meant for a queen. When she was finally naked, Hermione slowly raked her eyes up and down Bella's body causing the older woman's cheeks to turn a slight shade of pink. "You are a goddess, Bella." She parted Bella's legs and gasped at the amount of wetness that had pulled between them and smeared down her thighs, "all for me?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Are you going to be a brat or are you going to do something about it?" Bella quipped back, willing the younger woman to do something. "Two weeks is a long time, Pet. Be my good girl and give me what I want."
"Well I can't let this go to waste," she lowered herself in between the wanting, open legs of her girlfriend and went to work cleaning up the mess on her inner thighs, moaning at the first taste of Bella. She left a few love bites along the unblemished pale thighs knowing Bella would have those for the first couple of days of her trip. "Something to remember me by," she shot Bella a cheeky look.
"Playing with fire tonight, pet," Bella groaned. Finally after what felt like eternity, Hermione kissed her swollen clit and she swore Bella purred, her hands fisting her hair tighter and pushing the brunette harder into her center. Encouraged by the voracious woman below her, she flattened her tongue and wrapped her arms around Bella's thighs pulling her closer to her face, forcing her knees up and her womanhood to become more exposed to her, increasing the pace of her tongue. Grinding her hips up into Hermione's face, the dark haired woman was moaning and muttering curse words. "Fuck me, just like that," Bella felt Hermione unwrap one of her hands, thrusting two fingers deep inside her needy cunt without warning making Bella scream out her name, cumming embarrassingly quick, clenching Hermione's fingers, desperately sucking them further into her core. Hermione waited until she felt the last flutters of Bella's pussy before pulling out of her girlfriend, bringing her fingers up and slowly sucking the cum off of them, staring up at her lover. She removed her fingers with a pop and she knew Bella wasn't done with her. Sex was never a one and done experience for either of them. Hermione anxiously awaited her turn. She trailed back up her body, kissing her deeply letting Bella taste herself. They both moaned at the taste, the battle for dominance lasted a few moments before Hermione pulled back panting. She was beyond wet herself and needed some reprieve. "What?" Bella asked breathily. "Why are you smiling like that?" The brunette ducked her head and bit Bella's neck, another purr. Bella raised her wet fold and rubbed them on Hermione's leg. "Your turn. You know what to do," she raised a challenging eyebrow.
It was Hermione's time to moan, she left a line of open mouth kissed from Bella's pulse point, along the curve of her jaw to her ear. Hermione nibbled on her earlobe for a second before reaching over into the bedside table. She made quick work of getting the strapless strap on out and was going to get the lube when Bella shook her head, "I don't think we need that today, pet." Hermione felt soft fingers lightly running through her folds and she shuddered. Bella chuckled, deep and raspy after her first orgasm, "we definitely don't need that tonight."
"Oh God," she mumbled, her head falling on Bella's shoulder when she took her by surprise, entering her with two fingers. It never ceased to amaze Hermione just how quickly her girlfriend could work her in just the right way. Her body was a fiddle and Bella knew every note.
"It's goddess actually but I won't be too picky," she smirked, thrusting in and out at a relentless pace. From above, Hermione was gyrating her hips, meeting every thrust as if she were trying to re-energize herself through her girlfriend's magical fingers. Bella was slightly surprised when she felt a hand enclose around her wrist as Hermione sat up and reluctantly pulled the magical fingers out of her wet center. "What?" Bella began to ask when she saw Hermione bend down and take Bella's fingers into her mouth, sucking and moaning deeply at the taste of herself. "Fuck," she breathed out when her fingers were released and Hermione easily slide the insert of the strap into Bella's body. "Take what you need," she growled when the younger woman lined herself up with the strap and sank down effortlessly, throwing her head back at the fullness. Hermione started a slow jog with her hips, matching Bella's thrusts from below.
"You feel amazing, pet," Bella said between kisses. "I already feel your pussy clenching around me." Hermione picked up the pace, chasing her own orgasm. Moans, curse words, and erotic wet noises were all that could be heard as Bella thrust up into her lover at an unrelenting pace. "Are you close? I don't know how much longer I can last," Hermione breathed into Bella's ear before nipping below her jaw. Bella's hand reached down between their body's and turned on the vibration. She sat up pulling Hermione onto her lap and began helping her thrust herself harder on the toy, rocking her back and forth, the toy dragging across the brunette's clit with each movement, "Oh fuck," she whined when she felt herself clench around the toy.
Ducking her head down, Bella sucked hard on one of Hermione's erect nipples, using her hands to grab her ass and bringing her down harder and faster onto the dildo. "Bella, can I come? Please," Hermione let out a filthy moan when instead of giving her permission her girlfriend bit her nipple sending her into an earth shattering orgasm.
"Fuck pet, I'm cumming too, don't stop." The lovers got swept over the edge into a shared moment of bliss.
Aftershocks rippled through both of the women before the toy was effortlessly discarded and Hermione's muscles turned to goo as she flopped down against the woman below her desperately trying to catch her breath. She let a little laugh escape her nose, "how am I meant to go two weeks without you?"
"We've gone longer, pet. Besides it's not like I'm leaving right now," Bella sighed, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend bringing her as close as possible. "I don't leave for another two whole days. Still plenty of time for more orgasms."
Hermione nestled her head into the crook of Bella's neck, inhaling deeply. She was not ready to be separated from her girlfriend even though five months had passed since the end of the school year and everything became official again. "Germany is so lucky to have you."
"Deutschland wird ohne dich nicht annähernd so viel Spaß machen."
"Is there a language you aren't proficient in?" After their trip to Italy and starting at the museum as an intern she had heard Bella speak many languages and the effect it had on her never lessened. "You will be the death of me I'm sure of it." The next exhibit at the museum was scheduled to open right before Christmas and Bella was tasked with going to collect the pieces alone this time. Unfortunately Hermione couldn't talk the Dean into letting her out of her classes for this trip and she still had her responsibilities at the library though to be honest, Andromeda didn't care if she took a few days off work.
"You could always ditch your classed to come with me," Hermione could feel the older woman smirking against her head.
"Because the Dean would love that."
"You aren't my student anymore. Just my colleague plus I now own part of the museum and I don't give a fuck if we are fucking. So I say come to Germany to me."
Hermione shook her head. Bella couldn't see but she knew her girlfriend was rolling her eyes, "such an asshole."
"But you love me."
Hermione looked up, "with all my heart."
Bella kissed her girlfriend's nose in a rare form of soft affection that was saved for their post coital moments, "tell no one." She chuckled, brushing their noses together. "I love you too, pet. I'm not looking forward to leaving this time. I used to love these trips out of town but now my thoughts will echo your name until I see you again."
Hermione snuggled back down into Bella's neck, "two weeks is going to seem like a lifetime."
Bella trailed her fingers down Hermione's spine, feeling the goosebumps rising as she moved, "we still have plenty of time until I leave." Her girlfriend looked up at her with a knowing smile. "Get that pretty little pussy up here so I can worship you properly."
Hermione laughed, crawling up her lover's body, "yes Professor."
The two days went by quickly, most of it being spent in bed. The night before Bella left, they had promised Narcissa that they would come over for a family dinner. As the Jeep pulled up to the driveway, the older woman was regretting how easily she had agreed to this. She would've much preferred staying in bed with her girlfriend and ordering another take away. "Let's get this over with, pet," she sighed dramatically while turning off the ignition.
"Oh stop. You love your family."
"Yes but somehow it turned into me cooking dinner at someone else's house for my own going away meal."
Hermione hopped out of the Jeep, "look Dora's here. You could make her cook."
"Now there's an idea," Bella came around to shut her girlfriend's door. "Or we can just go home and order a curry," she pressed Hermione against the passenger side door.
"I put a bra on for this," though if pressed hard enough she would concede. "We are going in there."
Another dramatic sigh, "fine. The faster we get in there, the faster we can leave and I can tie you up and cut that off of you."
Hermione let out a little squeak when she felt the older woman grab her wrist, pulling her to the front door. She was desperate to hide any blush that may have been lingering. Unfortunately she was unsuccessful when Andy opened the door, "blushing already Hermione? It's going to be a long night for you."
"I just made her a promise for later tonight," Bella cackled, dropping Hermione's hand and entering the house.
"Oh goodie she's already blushing," Dora came over to give her aunt a hug.
"Is Draco coming?" Hermione asked hopefully knowing the joking would be cut a little short if he was in the crowd or at least she'd be able to engage him in conversation and stay off of center stage.
"Not tonight," Dora wrapped her arm around Hermione's shoulder bringing her further into the house she had coke to know as her second home. "A date of some sort. He didn't seem keen on bringing Harry around us. Bit rude if you ask me."
"We are a very pleasant group," Andy called from just inside the kitchen. She was pouring glasses of wine for Bella and Hermione, "especially after a few drinks."
Bella came up beside her girlfriend, whispering in her ear, "bet you are wishing for that take away now. Aren't you, pet?" The deep chuckle in her ear sent a shiver down Hermione's back. "Okay," she clapped her hands together, joining her baby sister in the kitchen. "What are we making?" Cooking together was one of the sisters favorite things to do. They would make the most delicious food, joke around, get a little drunk and just have a good time. Hermione was lucky to be included on the dinners since she had moved in with Bella and despite all of the teasing that came along with the food, it was some of the best company Hermione had ever kept. Sometimes others would join them. Draco was the second most frequented guest besides Hermione. Dora would come on occasion if she was off of work. Hermione was even permitted to bring Ginny and Luna a couple of times. They all took turns cooking dinner though they would never let Hermione take charge because of the impending hospital trip. Though in defense of herself, the more time she spent with Bella and her sisters the more skills she picked up in the kitchen. She watched as Bella and Cissy split the duties with Andy joining in to prepare salad. They were having Italian from what Hermione could smell. She was banned from the kitchen tonight as was Dora so the pair of them were sitting in the family room catching up while the brunette tried to pretend that she wasn't just stealing glances at her girlfriend all night.
"You truly love my Auntie," it wasn't a question, more so a statement. There was no denying it, "you've been staring at her most of the night. If my ego wasn't so over inflated I'd take that to mean you think I'm a bore but we both know that's not true."
"Oh stop," Hermione swatted Dora's knee. "I like you plenty. I'm just going to miss her."
"She mentioned on more than one occasion trying to get you to go with her."
Hermione took a sip of her wine, "I know. I really want to but first semester finals are coming up."
"I bet you can't wait to graduate. What are your plans after that? Working full time at the museum?"
"Honestly I haven't given it much thought past spending time with Bella and maybe traveling. She spoiled me in Italy so if working at the museum gets me around the world with her then I guess that's my destiny."
A cheeky smile peeked out from behind Dora's glass of gin, "so are you going to propose to my Auntie or are we waiting for her to ask?"
"Who said anything about marriage?"
Dora's smile softened, "you can't see the way your eyes smile when you speak of her but everyone else can."
"I suppose being married to her would be my end goal but I'm perfectly happy as girlfriends. There's no pressure coming from me for more. Though hanging out with her for my whole life would be pretty amazing."
"Well," the cheek came back, "she is turning 51. That's pretty fucking old."
"Oi!" They heard a shout from the kitchen. "You better not be talking about me over there."
"Just because I said the word old doesn't mean we were talking about you," Dora's laugh sounded suspiciously like Bella's. "You know what they say."
"What?" Bella walked over to the pair. After kissing Hermione she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Dora to continue.
"Only the guilty get defensive."
"Guilty of what?" Bella scoffed. "Being old? I am not old." She turned to her girlfriend, "I'm not old."
"Mature. Beautiful. Sexy… but not old," Hermione pulled Bella in for another kiss.
Dora started fake gagging at the display of affection. Bella rolled her eyes and smacked Dora on the back of her head, "just like your mother, you are."
"Well spotted."
Bella turned back to her girlfriend, "remind me not to get Dora a Christmas gift this year." Dora immediately shut her mouth, cutting off whatever smart ass comment she was preparing to say next, "that's what I thought," Bella swung the dish cloth over her shoulder and made her way back to the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes. You two set the table."
After dinner was over, Hermione stepped outside with Dora so Bella could have a moment alone to say goodbye to her sisters. "She'll be fine, Bella." Cissy assured her. "Finals are next week then she'll be busy at the library and the museum. We will invite her to dinner and take her food so she doesn't catch your cottage on fire."
"Seriously, she's 27," Andy smirked. "What do they say? Give a woman a fish, she eats for a day."
"Teach a woman to fish she eats for a lifetime," Bella finished the saying. "Are you volunteering to teach her how to cook while I'm gone?"
"She is a very capable woman," Cissy added. "I think Andy should teach her."
"No," Andy shook her head. "I don't want to be poisoned. Let's just have Dora do it."
"I'm not worried about her eating," Bella was getting frustrated. "She can make a bloody sandwich. Plus, there's take away."
"Then what's bothering you."
"I don't know, Cissy. It just feels different leaving this time. We haven't spent too much time apart since we've gotten back together and the thing that happened at the last exhibit has me worried about leaving her here alone."
"But her father hasn't tried to have any contact since you broke his fucking nose. Kudos for that by the way," Andy patted Bella's shoulder.
"I know. I just wouldn't be able to live with myself if something were to happen when I'm not even in the country."
"I volunteer to beat the fuck out of Mr. Granger if he pops back into the picture while you are away."
"Thank you Andromeda. I appreciate you potentially going to jail to protect my girlfriend," a small smile appeared across her lips.
"Girlfriend seems a bit strange for a woman of your age doesn't it?"
"I'm not that old, Cissy," the smile quickly left.
"I think what our lovely sister is saying is when are you going to ask that girl to marry you? We know you are both crazy about each other. Marriage seems logical."
"She's only 27 and one semester away from graduating. I don't think getting tied down is what most university graduates are looking for," Bella tried to brush the subject off. Truthfully, she had been thinking a lot about her impending birthday and Hermione's graduation. It wasn't until May but she was hopeful that they would eventually wed. Bella had never even considered marriage until she met Hermione. The girl was everything she never knew she wanted in a partner and she'd be hard pressed to find another woman like her. If she could somehow talk Hermione into marrying her then she would consider herself the luckiest woman in the world. Historically, her sisters weren't exactly the best secret keepers so she had no plans on telling either of them about this ahead of time. "Plus," she really wanted to change the subject, "we've only just started dating again in May."
"Let's go back to how you are going to be 51 in a few weeks," Andy laughed.
"Oh piss off," Bella pushed her sister.
"So to be perfectly clear," Andy knew she was pushing her luck. "There won't be an engagement ring under the Christmas tree this year?"
"Ich ändere meine Meinung. Ich bin froh, dass ich für zwei Wochen gehe."
Narcissa laughed, "Mach dir keine Sorgen um Hermine. Es wird ihr gut gehen. Ich werde sie im Auge behalten."
"Hey!" Andy pouted. "No fair! You know I can't speak all of those languages. At least speak French so I might have a shot of understanding you."
"Perfect," Bella smirked. "When Andy gets too smart, we just need to switch languages until she wises up."
"Okay I'm done with the wedding stuff. I just want you to be happy and it's very apparent that being with Hermione makes you happy."
Bella knew she'd be loving Hermione for quite some time. "Indeed she does," she looked over to see her girlfriend looking back at her smiling. "If there is even a ring and that's a big IF… it wouldn't be until after she graduates."
"Six months to plan, Cissy."
"She's insufferable," the blonde shook her head. "Be safe in your travels. Hermione will be fine."
"She will be well looked after and if I have to kill Mr. Granger you are responsible for my bail," Andy hugged her sister goodbye. "Bring me back a present."
Bella hugged both of her sisters goodbye, thanking them for the evening. "Ready to go, pet?" She snuck up on her girlfriend. "I think Dora has monopolized enough of your time for the evening and if I recall I have something to take care of at home."
"Do I want to know?" Dora questioned then shook her head, "no I definitely don't. Safe travels, Auntie. I told Hermione I'd try to stop over to teach her some simple recipes while you are gone."
"Thank you."
Bella leaned in to hug her niece goodbye, "does that mean I'm back on the present list?"
"Goodbye, Dora." Bella waited for Hermione to say her goodbyes before they made their way back to the Jeep. "I hope you aren't partial to that bra, Pet. I am cutting it off of you tonight."
"Don't threaten me with a good time, Bella."
Bella chuckled, "what have I done to you?"
It took a little convincing on her part but Bella eventually talked Hermione into keeping the Jeep for the duration of the two weeks in case she wanted to use it instead of Ubers to get to the museum. "Why would we just let it sit in the airport car park when you could be using it and saving some money?" There was a laundry list of reasons why she didn't want to use it but they mostly boiled down to the car being Bella's baby and she was afraid something would happen to it. "It's just a car, pet. I insist you take it. Plus, I want my kiss goodbye at the airport." So they were currently en route to Heathrow airport. The approximate 45 minute car ride was filled with Bella telling Hermione about the pieces she was going to look at for the exhibit entitled, "Germanic Impressionists of the 20th Century."
Hermione was trying to concentrate on the road but it was increasingly hard when Bella was absentmindedly scratching her fingers at the base of her scalp. She had to try to keep from fluttering her eyes, "Bella," the name came out more airy than she had intended. "You are making it extremely hard to concentrate on the road."
Bella's fingers stilled in her hair, "that was not my intention." She gave a final scratch before untangling her hair from her brown waves, resting it on her thigh. "Is this better?" She ran her hand up and down Hermione's leg slowly.
Hermione let out a long breath, "not particularly."
"Well, you could be coming with me."
"Stop," Hermione's head hit the headrest, "you know I would if I could. The thought of traveling around the world with you collecting pieces of our exhibits is a literal dream of mine. I had so much fun in Italy. It was educational and I learned so much." She looked over with a smile, a small blush forming, "and I really enjoyed the less than educational parts of the trip."
"I want to travel with you, Hermione. Maybe that's something we can talk about for post graduation."
"I would love that," Hermione reached down, lacing their fingers together.
Bella noticed the frown crossing her face, seeing the turn off sign for the airport coming into view, "oh, I see why the frown came." She squeezed her hand, "I'm going to miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night."
Hermione pulled up to the drop off area and got out to help Bella grab her small carryon, "I'd tell you that I'm going to miss you but I don't know how." She stood in front of her girlfriend on the curb. "I wish you didn't have to go," she wrapped her arms around Bella's neck.
"It's only two weeks, pet. You'll be so busy you won't even realize I'm gone. Plus it's only a 2 hour flight. I'll see if the plane has wifi"
"If not, text me as soon as you land. And when you get to the hotel. And whenever you are thinking about me."
Bella smiled, "if I text you every time I'm thinking about you then I fear I won't get any work done."
Hermione shifted forward to close the distance, kissing her gently, "you are such a sweet talker, ma'am."
"Always," Bella dropped her bag for a moment to sweep Hermione into a soul crushing hug. "You take care of yourself while I'm gone. Don't let Dora talk you into anything crazy."
Hermione laughed, "stay safe."
Bella pulled back and saw the tears rolling down her girlfriend's cheeks. Reaching up, she swiped them away with her thumbs, "now none of those tears. It's only two weeks. I'll be back before we know it." She felt her own eyes welling up with tears, "I've never had a teary goodbye at the airport before. I don't think I'm eager to repeat this." She went back in for another hug and a kiss. "Okay. I have to get going. I'll text you as soon as I can."
"And call me every night?"
"And I'll call you every night. Goodbye, pet," one last lingering kiss was shared between the lovers.
"I love you, Bella."
"I love you too, Hermione."
Hermione watched her as girlfriend turned around, grabbing her bag and pulling it through the door labeled departures. She had never felt her heart so empty as she did when Bella turned around once inside, giving her a small wave goodbye. She waited until Bella was out of her sight before getting back into the Jeep, "it's going to be a long two weeks."