No Longer Naive

OK, I've been reading the books and watching the films again and this naughty little nugget came into my head last night. I plan to get the second chapter to you soon. Of course, reviews might rush it along! Please review, I love hearing what you think and anything you would like to see. Please review!

Anyhoo, onto the story.

Enjoy...

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Remus yawned as he finished reading his book. The heat of the fire combined with the few glasses of whisky he had drunk gave him a warm buzz and he stretched out in his chair. He looked over to the couch at Hermione, her head buried in a book as well. Taking advantage of her not looking at him, he let his eyes drift over her body. She was lying on her back, her hair fanned out on a cushion, the bushy hair of her younger years was now formed in gently curls and her finger was twirling a few strands of hair as she read. The white blouse she was wearing was tight across her chest, the few buttons open at the top showing off her cleavage well. His eyes moved over her chest as it fell and rose with her soft breathing. Moving further down her body, he noticed the knee length skirt she was wearing had slid up her thighs slightly, her knees slightly raised. Remus followed the bend of her leg, the smooth skin glowing in the warm light.

He let his mind wander as he moved his eyes back up her body. He could see himself moving over to her, sliding his hand up her smooth leg, disappearing under her skirt as Hermione gasped under his touch. Pulling the book from her hands, he imagined plunging his mouth down onto hers, their tongues clashing together as he moved his hand up to her cunt, shocked at no panties there to stop him as he plunged his finger into....

'Remus, you dirty boy, stop ogling the young witch.' Remus got a shock at the sound of his best friend's hushed voice, Siruis pulling him away from the beautiful sight on the couch. Siruis sat in the armchair across from Remus and had watched him as he devoured Hermione's body with his eyes. He chuckled to himself at the intense look of desire on Moony's face and knew how much he loved Hermione. He had been watching her as well, finding the witch's body mesmerising.

Remus chuckled as he looked over at Siruis, seeing a similar look in his eyes. 'I should say the same to you Padfoot,' Remus said, pouring them each another glass of whisky.

'Well, can you blame me? She's just too bloody sexy to ignore', Siruis said, picking up the glass.

'You know, it's rude to whisper,' Hermione said, not lifting her head from her book.

'Well, we don't think you would like to hear what we're saying, love, much too grown up for such a naive young witch.' Sirius answered, knowing this would annoy her.

To his delight, Hermione closed her book and slammed it on the table. He watched her as she prepared herself to start ranting at them, the twinkle she got in her eye always amused him.

'Would you please stop calling me naive Sirius. I am nineteen years old, no longer in school, have fought in a war and am currently in a relationship with two of the horniest wizards,' Remus and Sirius watched as she stood between them, the fire burning in her eyes as she moved towards Siruis, leaning over him to whisper in his ear, 'and I didn't think you would call me naive after what I did last night with you and Remus.'

She smirked as a low growl rumbled in Sirius' throat before she backed away, moving over to Remus and straddled his lap. Remus slid his hand up her back, tracing her spine with his fingers, before pulling her head down to him and crashing his lips into her. Hermione moaned as Remus forced her mouth open with his tongue, her tongue moving in time with his, as they both explored each other's mouths. She ground her hips down on to her wolf's, the wetness of her pussy growing as she felt him pressed hard against his pants. Remus growled as he broke away from her mouth and kissed his way down to her neck, finding her pulse and gently nipping it, Hermione throwing her head back in pleasure as Remus worked over that sensitive spot. 'Oh Remus, I love you,' she said, unable to contain herself as his hands moved round, tearing at her blouse, her buttons popping off with the force. A shiver of excitement went through her, the strength in Remus always thrilled her as she submitted to his will and let him control her body.

Sirius watched as Hermione moved in Moony's lap, the little minx enjoying torturing him for annoying her. He watched as Remus moved his hands over her body and pulled at her blouse. He couldn't stand not being involved. Whether it was Hermione, himself or Remus in the middle, it didn't matter, as long as it was all three of them. He jumped up from his chair and strode over to the couple. Pushing Remus' hands aside, he moved his hands over her breasts, now free from her white lace bra, the pure colour of the bra in contrast with the wanton goddess who was writhing in between the two men.

Hermione felt Siruis at her back and recognised his calloused hands as they massaged her breasts. She moaned again as he pinched at her nipples, rolling the hard nubs in between his fingers as Remus kissed and sucked at her neck again, his hands now moving over her hips and down her thighs. He traced circles on her cream thighs, moving his way underneath her skirt as he had wanted to earlier. He smirked at her neck as he found no panties, sliding his fingers into her already damp shaven pussy. Circling her clit, he copied Sirius movements on her nipples, pinching it slightly, Hermione responding with louder moans and gasps of both their names as they pleasured her. Siruis leant down and kissed Hermione, swallowing her moans as he delved into her mouth, still massaging her breasts.

Remus moved his other hand and plunged two fingers into Hermione, a scream tearing from her lips as she broke from Sirius' mouth, the two wizards working over her body. She looked at Remus as his eyes met hers and her heart swelled at the look of love and desire in his face. She looked at him the same way, having fallen for the wolf years ago when he had taught at Hogwarts.

Hermione moaned with each of Remus' thrusts, his other fingers still moving over her clit and she began to feel the pressure build inside of her. Sirius was nipping and kissing her neck as her moans become more frantic. With a few final thrusts, Hermione screamed, the pleasure tearing through her body as she came. She distantly felt Siruis at her neck and Remus underneath her as she rode her orgasm, wanting to draw it out for as long as possible as the pleasure sent her flying. Remus pulled his hand out from under her and brought his fingers to his lips, tasting her juices and enjoying her scent. Siruis bent down over Hermione's shoulder and pulled Remus into a kiss, wanting to get a taste of their lover as well. He loved the taste of Hermione and slid his tongue round Remus' mouth, wanting to get as much as he could.

Hermione moaned as she watched her lovers kiss, the sight of them together always exciting her so much. As they pulled away from each other, she felt Siruis pressed hard against her back and Remus still hard underneath her and decided something would have to be done to relieve their tension.

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