So I lied, this isn't the weekend get away but the morning before. In light of my birthday J I decided I wanted a little George and Hermione smut. So please enjoy, I don't own any of the characters or music mentioned in this chapter. I hope this does not disappoint. I will be having some of it from George's point of view, I feel as though I want to point out, he is a young man in his early twenties so yes he is going to be vulgar at times J

George's POV

Slowly rousing from sleep, I am becoming aware of Hermione's scent, she is draped over me. Her head is nestled into the crook of my neck, so close to me I am able to smell the lavender and vanilla scented shampoo that she uses. Soft and sweet, quite befitting of her, her hand was curled resting lightly over my collarbone, fingers slightly flexed so that her thumb is lightly stroking the hollow of my throat. "Meenie?" I ask quietly, not to wake her if she is still asleep, when she does not stir; I take into account the rest of her body. Fitting nicely against me, one arm draped across me, her face buried into my neck but what is my undoing, is she has thrown her leg across me and is applying enough pressure to make me aware of how she has affected me in the night. Doesn't help that my hand is cupping her arse, now does it I think to myself, "Damn, I need to get up and take care of myself before she wakes up," leaning up enough to look at the clock, "Ugh it is early, only 6:30, I guess I get up and take a shower and then make her breakfast." Slowly sliding her leg down me, "Gods I could get use to that feeling," moving her arm from his chest, she is sliding it down coming to rest on my hip bone, "Really? Now you want to get all touchy feely, I already got enough of a problem, to take care of." I have to bite back a groan at the feeling of her fingers laying lightly so close to me, lacing my fingers through hers, bringing her hand and arm up as I slide out from under her and placing her hand on my pillow. Sitting to the side of the bed for a minute before getting up, I want to make sure she is still asleep. Once I am certain she is not waking up, I slowly make my way to the bathroom, quietly shutting the door. Stretching and yawning as it is too early to be awake, flicking on the radio that Hermione keeps in the bathroom before turning on the water in the shower. She has a certain playlist charmed to play in the bathroom, just as she has a list for everything. Her little Ipod is a nice Muggle electronic to keep around. Shaking my head, my own brother even has his own list; she told me that he made it one day, just wanting to mess with her, thinking back on that conversation, "Why is there a playlist on here called Charlie?"

"He wanted to put a list together on here for when he was here."

"How does Charlie know Muggle music?"

"His best friend at the reserve, Max, is Muggleborn like me and loves his music. Makes Charlie listen to it when they are drinking." Smiling at me she says, "Wait til you hear some of it. It is, well very Charlie. Some of it is punk music, then there is American country, then there is also dance music. I can sense him in it all though."

Shaking my head to get back to where I am here and now. Listening to the song playing now, it makes me think about her. It's a quiet and strong song all about a pretty girl.

Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance

And the next one after that

Gonna make you mine there's a real good chance

Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance.

Stepping into the shower, letting the water rain down on me, dipping my head under the warm water, running my hands over my face, placing my hands on the wall and letting my head hang down.

Back in the bedroom.

Hermione is starting to wake up; she is slowly opening her eyes. She was awake before George got out of bed, she had felt him wake up but she didn't want to move. She enjoyed being pressed up against him. Her leg was thrown over him and she could feel his arousal under her thigh, she loved that she had that effect on him. At the same time it scared her. It was a big step to have sex with someone and she wasn't there yet. She felt when George got out of bed; after the bathroom door closed she is looking over her shoulder to see the time. 6:30, he will be back, no need on getting up right now. Stretching and rolling on her back, her eyes opening up when she hears the radio then the shower turn on. "Hmm, I guess he is not coming back to bed." Then realizing what he was most likely doing in the shower, licking her lips at the idea. Getting up quickly and stripping out of her sleepwear, stopping at the door with her hand on the handle. "Should I go in there? What will he think of me?" Standing up straighter and pulling all of her Gryffindor bravery, "This is George, he loves me, and he finds me attractive, so why wouldn't he want me in the shower with him?" Opening the door ever so quietly, trying not to draw attention to her, she closes it almost all the way but does not latch it; not wanting to take the chance that he might hear her. Now opening the shower door quietly, there is a slight popping noise when she did so, as she is finishing opening the door, she can see his back stiffen a little. Starting to regret her decision of joining him in the shower, she hesitates whether or not to get in.

"Well are you coming in or not?" Not turning around but reaching his hand back towards her, taking her hand and pulling her in the shower. "Now you can close the door back up."

Dropping his hand as she is turning around to close the door properly, taking a deep breath she is wrapping her arms around him, putting them across his stomach and pulling herself close to him. She is pressing her naked body against his, drawing a sigh from George and taking this as a good sign. She is starting to kiss across his back. Dragging her fingertips across his stomach and scratching him lightly as she brings them around to his back, drawing small circles around his hip bones as she is passing them. He is taking a shaky breathe as she is grasping his hips, giggling as she drums a beat against his skin with the music.

"Laughing at me now?"

"Nope at the music, if you listen to the music it is just funny to be playing now. It is an older song, haven't listened to it for a while." Kissing his back again and whispering the words against him.

I'll let you touch it if you'd

Like to go down

I'll let you go further

If you take the southern route

"Oh gods," as she is nipping at him, "Hermione, are you trying to kill me?"

"Nope," flattening her hands out and pressing them on his stomach, "Just trying to make you feel good," Rocking back and forth slightly with the music. She is sliding an open hand down his hip and down the top of his thigh, dragging her nails against his skin on the way back up his leg. Now kissing his back again, placing open mouthed kisses back and forth. Flicking her tongue out at the upper part of his hip catching him off guard.

"Oh!" Arching his back slightly and rolling his hips forward.

"Feel good?"

"That is an understatement," as he is relishing the feeling of her fingertips going up and down his legs, back and stomach, savoring the feeling of her hand flattening out against his stomach as she starts to inch her hand lower. "Hermione, you don't…" trying to stop her hand by putting his over it.

"Yes, I want to." Encircling his thick arousal with her hand she is causing him to drop his chin to his chest almost, rubbing her chest against his back and bringing him closer to her as she continues to kiss his back and sides, where ever she can reach. Slowly moving her hand up and down in an excruciatingly slow pace while her other hand is making its way up and down George's body, stopping to tweak his nipple as her fingers twitch past it. Drawing a contented sign out of him, she is starting to pick up her pace in stroking him. Arching his back against her, she is smirking as she continues the assault on his senses, kissing and licking his back causing him to pull away from her but the stroking she was doing in front of him was causing him to lean back.

"Gods Hermione," wrapping his arm around behind him pulling her closer, "That feels fucking wonderful."

Sensing the tightening of his muscles, she increases the pressure on his cock and pumps faster. "I love making you feel like this," sucking lightly on his side.

"Oh… Yes! Right there! Gods!" with a groan and a thrust of his hips against her hand he came. Breathing raggedly and laying his forehead against the cold shower wall. "That was amazing."

George's POV

I can't believe what just happened; well I mean I believe it, Merlin it was fucking hot. She just jerked me off in the shower. Turning towards her, I pull her close to me to kiss her. Trapping her between the wall and me, sliding my leg in between hers causing her to moan and placing one of my hands at her hip and the other in her hair. "Circe, I can feel how turned on you are. Is that all from what you did to me?"

"I love touching you," kissing my jaw and twisting her fingers in my hair" what I can say, something about doing that made me…. Horny… I guess." Tugging my hair and rolling her hips against me making me even more aware of how slick her pussy she was for me.

"That is one word" kissing her collarbone, "I thought I would never hear from you." Sucking at her neck, I ask her quietly, "Say it again?"

"You make me…." Gasping as I nip her earlobe, "horny."

"How about I help with that," kissing her on the mouth hard, crashing my lips to hers lowering her to the small seat in the shower. Kneeling in front of her, I part her legs so that I can get closer to her. Setting me hands on her knees as I continue to kiss her, to nibble on the same lip she is constantly chewing on. Slowly rubbing small circles with my thumbs on the insides of her thighs and pulling my hands further up with each circle that I make. Trying to take it slow, all I really want to do is get to her wet pussy and be able to play with her like she played with me. I can feel her lifting her feet up on to her toes and then lowering them back down, feeling her legs flex with each movement. Knowing her the way I do, she fidgets when anxious, "Relax beautiful, I am just going to make you feel the way I did." I start kissing her neck, licking her collarbone and then descending on one of my favorite things about her, her wonderful tits. Her nipples are gorgeous, darker dustier pink than the rest of her skin, just begging to be lavished upon. Brushing the tip of my tongue against one, arching her back and pushing them closer to my face I latch on to it with my teeth lightly and such it into my mouth while squeezing the other. The low moan from her was incredibly sexy, made me smile at the idea I could make her sound like that. Switching to the other nipple and giving the same attention to it, while I did this, my hands and finally met her hips, gently gripping the sensitive spot causing her to giggle and move. Moving one hand from her hip, I use my thumb to the smooth over her wetness, rubbing her clit causing her hips to rise up against my hands. Moving both of them to cup her firm little arse, I pull her out away from the wall to the edge of the seat and lean down.

"Please George." Whimpering my name causes me to groan it sent fire straight to my cock, "Just touch me. I want to feel you touch me." I am smiling as I lower my head to flatten my tongue against her wonderfully wet pussy flicking my tongue up as I move it up against her clit, "Merlin yes!" That is all the encouragement that I need, I bury my tongue within her. Her heat and taste is all together Hermione, I had never done this before her and I am glad that I was able to have a first with her since I had been stupid and screwed that crazy witch in school but this was unlike anything else. Tracing a circle around that wondrous little bundle of nerves that seems to make her crazy, this time is no different. Flicking my tongue at it and leaning in like I am devouring her, she is squirming against me, I use my hands to open her thighs to allow me better access to want I want. Her hot, wet, sticky core, I bury my tongue within her, licking and stroking her, I can feel her starting to tighten just a little, the beginning of her coming undone so I back off a little. "I am so close baby, please just a little more," her plea is so quiet I almost miss it but I thank Merlin I didn't. Attacking her with my mouth, I bite down on her clit with enough pressure to keep it between my teeth as I flick my tongue against it. Releasing it I bury my face in her while I feel her come undone, grabbing my head with both of her hands and pulling at my hair but at the same time trying to pull me closer to her. I don't think I will even get enough of her. If this is how she feels when I do this to her, what is it going to feel like when I make love to her. Feeling her writhe against my face, I stroke myself not realizing how close I was again to cuming. Slowly, she releases my head pulling me up to kiss me, unsure if she would want to with her juices all over my face. But she does, kissing me deeply, still stroking myself. Licking my lips and cheeks, like she is cleaning her off of me, it makes me shudder. As she finishes up licking the last of her off me she reaches down and instead of stroking me, she lightly touches my balls. Stroking me a few times while I am pumping up and down was enough to make me cum again. I lean my head against her chest as I groan loudly and sigh as I release spilling into my hand. "I didn't know you would have been so close again."

"You are just too much for me sometimes Hermione," kissing her neck, "I can't help but being turned on when I have your gorgeous pussy in front of me."

"George!" she is smacking me and I know exactly why she did.

"I will say it whenever I want." Getting a signature Hermione glare, leaning in closer, "Ok, I will only say it when we are alone just like when I get you to say things like that you are horny." Leaning back on my feet and slowly standing up I pull her to her feet. "I will just rinse off and let you have the shower." Rinsing off and stepping out of the shower after one more hot kiss I vacate the bathroom to give her some time alone. Dressing and walking towards the kitchen to make that breakfast I was thinking off. Now knowing that both of us have worked up an appetite and will need the energy for later in the day. Today will be a great day, how can it not be after that shower.