Well, lookey here, an update! It's about damn time, right? Sheesh. Again, sexual content in this chapter. Also, I feel we are coming near the end in this story, but that remains to be seen ;)
"That was brilliant." Ginny said, stretching her legs over the very comfortable beach chair. After they'd finished up their round of lovemaking, Hermione had suggested a swim and then enjoying one of the many restaurants the resort town had to offer. This little holiday of sorts had been a brilliant idea.
"I completely agree. Wouldn't you just love to stay here forever?" Hermione said, reaching up to scratch her nose.
The hot sun reflected off her new engagement ring, and Ginny smiled widely. It felt good...right, moreover, to see that ring on Hermione's finger. To see only that ring on Hermione's finger.
They'd worried what they would say if they ran into somebody they knew, and Hermione and Ginny weren't wearing the rings given to them by Ron and Harry, but Hermione said she wanted to feel what is was like, for once, to be with the person she truly loved, without a physical reminder of Ron. Ginny had heartily agreed. It was more than likely that this was the last holiday they'd get together before her wedding, and they wanted to savor every second.
The subject of their relationship continuing after they were married had been avoided, because right now they weren't bound in matrimony to Harry and Ron, and could at least take comfort against the guilt that they weren't breaking any wedding vows.
When the day came that Ginny would be proclaimed "Mrs. Potter", and then Hermione, later, "Mrs. Weasley," they felt that their love for each other would have no choice but to go unattended to.
Perhaps that was the reason that Ginny had asked Hermione to marry her...she wanted to feel, at least once, what it was like to be committed to somebody she truly loved on such a high level.
Ginny suddenly stood up, wrapping a towel around her waist. "What is it, darling?" Hermione said, shading her eyes with her hand.
"We are going to party tonight. Let's have some dinner, shall we? And then find a lovely club. I'm sure this place is full of them."
"A nightclub?" Hermione shot up, excited. "I haven't been to one in ages!" She clapped her hands together. "We've got to get the perfect outfits."
Ginny laughed. "You mean the perfectly slutty outfits."
"Well, when in Rome, right? C'mon." Hermione led the way back to their room, and they changed and freshened up, then consulted the chap at the front desk of the hotel as to where they could find a proper store for their needs.
He smiled and directed them to the south part of the little town, where the high-end shops and restaurants were located. They thanked him and departed, Hermione taking Ginny's hand as they exited the air conditioned lobby of the hotel. They decided on shopping first, and found a Gladrags shop only blocks away from the hotel.
"I don't know about you," Hermione said, fishing through the racks of clothing, "but I want something that is totally not me...I don't want be Hermione sodding Granger tonight."
"Then who do you want to be?" Ginny asked, puzzled.
"I just want to be me...the person who loves you, the person who only wants to be with you...that's who I really am, you know." Hermione said, quietly.
Ginny wrapped her arms around Hermione, pulling her towards her. "I love you, all of you. In the end, it doesn't matter whose ring you wear...you're my dream come true, Hermione, and hold forever my heart."
Hermione sucked in her breath quickly, trying to stop the heart palpitations in her chest. Ginny was the most exquisite thing she'd ever been blessed with, and it broke her heart that they would not, ultimately, be able to be together for eternity, or even next year.
But this was life, was it not? You were dealt cards that cannot be changed. Things happen in your life for a reason, and sometimes it isn't what you want, but that's just how it is.
Even to her own ears, though, Hermione knew this sounded stupid, insane. They had found each other, they loved each other, how was it right that they wouldn't spend their lives together?
"It's enough." Ginny said, nodding her head as though she'd come to a decision.
"What is?" Hermione asked, stepping back from Ginny to look her in the face.
"It's enough...I got to be in love, to be loved. It's true love. And it was, is, enough. We can't break Ron and Harry. We can't leave them. Our families...we can't do it, we won't do it. Regardless of our feelings for each other, Ron and Harry are a part of us. But this," Ginny held Hermione's hand up by the ring, "is enough."
Hermione smiled. "Yes...it's enough." She looked around, made sure nobody was near them, and pulled Ginny to the back of the store and into the dressing rooms.
It was as if they were back at Hogwarts, fumbling through the semi-darkness of the nearest broom closet, groping through clothes and trying to tear pants off. It was rushed, Ginny's fingers inside of Hermione's throbbing, hot core, thrusting in and out as fast as she could make them, Hermione's lips sucking every part of Ginny's fair skin they could reach.
It was fucking, and they didn't care. There was time still for lovemaking, to savor each lick and sensation, but now, they wanted each other, wanted to feel the stars burst behind their eyes and their bodies burn, wanted to be nothing more than needing, wanting, lusting.
Fifteen minutes later, armed with their purchases, Hermione and Ginny left the shop, hair and clothing disheveled, giggling as the store matron glared at them. Hermione thought that maybe they weren't as quiet as they'd thought they had been, or maybe after you had an amazing orgasm people could just tell what you'd been doing, or who you'd been doing.
"Okay, now where to?" Ginny asked, catching Hermione's hand with her own.
"Well...I don't know about you, but all this sex has starved me. Not that I'm complaining." And Hermione pulled Ginny to her, crashing her lips into her own, furiously kissing her.
Ginny dropped their shopping bags to the ground, and wrapped her arms around Hermione's waist, deepening the kiss, forcing her tongue into Hermione's mouth.
Hermione felt it again, or still, she wasn't sure. The need, the longing, the want, for Ginny. Her thirst for the woman before her would never be quenched, but that didn't matter, because right now, she could drink as much and as freely of Ginny as she wanted.
And she wasn't going to think about how they were in clear view of anybody passing, even though they'd gone into a shadowed alley. And she wasn't going to think about Ron's blind trust in her, because Ginny's nimble fingers had unclasped her bra, and it felt so damned goodwhen Ginny squeezed her nipples between her fingers. She wasn't going to think at all, because Ginny was on her knees, and sucking her clit like it tasted like Heaven, and her mind was blank.
But that was fine. In fact, it was perfect.
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The club was pulsing in time with the music. Strobe lights of every color rained down on them, casting lovely blocks of color across Hermione's exposed skin. She'd chosen from Gladrags a backless purple silk dress with thin straps that fell to her mid-thigh, and black stiletto heels. Ginny had picked a black leather mini-skirt that barely covered enough to be decent, black fishnet tights, black motorcycle boots, and a matching leather tube top. Hermione's hair was loose, her curls bouncing along with her, and Ginny's hair was pulled away from her face, braided into intricate designs clipped at the back of her head.
Needless to say, the two, aside from the fact that they were pressed against each other, dancing and grinding and teasing, attracted a lot of attention. They were drunk now, from the drinks being offered to them, and more than once had been corralled into dancing with some bloke who had no clue.
"You're a nice guy," Ginny said, pushing the current guy away from her, "but I'm into that." And she disappeared into the crowd to find Hermione, who was chatting up a waitress in a red cocktail dress, taking two shot glasses from her.
"There you are!" Hermione shouted, to be heard above the music, when Ginny appeared at her side. "These are for us." She passed one of the shots to Ginny.
"Bottom's up." Ginny said, clinking her glass with Hermione's, then swallowing the liquor.
"Delish." Hermione said, licking her lips. "Shall we?" She indicated the dance floor.
"One sec." Ginny pulled, from the breast cup of her shirt her muggle camera, a small digital thing that Harry had given her last Christmas. She pulled Hermione to her, and they smiled as the picture took, and then Ginny smirked. "Let me have fun with this later."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You're such a pervert...but tit for tat."
Ginny nodded her head vigorously. "Anything...anything for you."
"Let's go, this is the best song!" Hermione dragged Ginny into the middle of the heaving throng that was the dance floor.
Let's Drop!
Yeah
Come On
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (leave me at the front door)
Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this, will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Your lips tremble but your eyes are in a straight stare (in a straight stare)
Your on the bed but your clothes are laying right there
And I was thinking of places that I could hide
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this, will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
I saw you dancing and I couldn't get you off my mind
I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time
I was thinking of ways that you would stay and be mine
You're body's shaking, turn me on, so I can turn out the lights
Now if she does it like this, will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Ginny thought that dancing with Hermione was like sex, and almost better. Hermione rolled her hips, pushed her ass into Ginny, tipped her head back onto Ginny's shoulder, and as the song was ending, gave Ginny a look that would've made old Sevvie Snape spring a boner.
Ginny grabbed Hermione's hand, and they raced out of the club. This was the time for the lovemaking, for slightly drunken sex and long whispers. They Apparated back to their room, and Ginny set her camera to 'record' mode while Hermione changed.
Ginny magicked the camera into the air, checked that it would cover the bed, and turned on the feature that every minute, it would take an actual picture.
"Ready, love?" Hermione purred, and Ginny whirled around to see Hermione coming towards her, wearing a sheer purple teddy that was slit up the middle, revealing her breasts. She was also wearing purple underwear, and Ginny's eyes widened to realize that these were crotchless panties.
"Beyond ready." Ginny said, her voice a throaty growl, and she lunged at Hermione.
Oooh, what's gonna happen next? I've gotta cut this chapter short here, kids, but if you know me (which you should) there will be oodles upon oodles of delicious smut to come. Thanks for being so patient with me, I promise this fic is now back on track and the updates will come more frequently. Leave me some feedback, your thoughts are like drugs for me. :P
Song used is Shake It from Metro Station. It's awesome, youtube it.