Sacrosanct

By: Karma's Slave

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

A GrangerBlack100 Challenge

Rating: Mature

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This was the only room of the house Hermione considered most sacrosanct to her. It was never meant to be trespassed upon, especially if she was in one of her bad moods. And no one really tried to bother her while she was in there…well except for one. Sure it was his house but this was a room he never planned using for himself. The room in question would be the study of the late Orion Black. Up until recently the room had been sealed off for quite some time. The study connected to the library, that's how Hermione came across the room in the first place.

Books as well as papers had been tossed and shoved off the antique desk, the items falling to the floor. Sirius put Hermione on the desk, Hermione in a sitting position. He crouched down just a bit so his hand had full access to Hermione's legs front and back. She shut her eyes in pleasure feeling the sensation he was giving her, and that was only a mere touch only her legs!

Hermione opened her eyes a bit but only just to close again as Sirius ran the side of his face by her knee even feeling a brush of his lips on her leg. Hermione nearly whimpered as she felt Sirius taking his hands away from her body, he placed his hands back on her legs but this time they were going up and moving to the inside of her inner thighs.

Sirius just kept moving his hands slowly making Hermione crave each and every little stroke he gave her. Hermione breathing hard, feeling hotter and hotter, she leaned down to the desktop; her head now resting on the hard surface as his hands had finally reached the destination. Hermione gasping has she felt Sirius teasingly traced her neither lips with a single finger, causing Hermione to bite down hard on her lip.

Hermione felt the hot lips of her lover brush against her face. Moving towards her own lips, the second their lips met, Sirius plunged not one but two fingers into her. Hermione moaning into his mouth.

He tore his lips from her and moved them by her collar bone.

But maybe it wasn't the room that was sacrosanct to her after all; perhaps it was the wizard in the room that was sacred to her.

The end.