After Party

Chocolate

One tired Nymphadora Tonks returned to her apartment after a rather long, trying day at the Ministry, spent filling out tedious paperwork. With her hand on the knob, she sensed another’s presence, and then heard the soft strains of a violin playing. Cautiously, she opened the door just a bare crack, peering into her own living room. There displayed on her coffee table was a veritable fountain of chocolate, an assortment of fruits, and a naked Remus Lupin lounging on her couch, conducting the imaginary orchestra to go along with the music, his bouncing finger forcing his half-mast cock to bounce along in rhythm.

Chuckling, she pushed the door open all the way, hoping to surprise the werewolf, but to no avail, he had sensed her the moment she entered the building.

“Wotcher, Remus!” she greeted him, giggling.

“Wotcher, Tonks! Care for a snack?” He grinned, motioning towards the spread on her table.

“What girl would ever turn down chocolate?” She laughed, settling on to the floor next to him as she reached for a strawberry to dip.

“A woman after my own heart.” Remus chuckled low in his throat. “Here, allow me.” He took the strawberry from her hand and dipped in expertly in the warm chocolate, rolling it in midair to prevent dripping. Tonks lay her head back on his lap as he brought the now chocolate covered temptation to her lips, brushing their pinkness sensually with the still warm confection. He pulled the strawberry away, and she licked the sweetness from her lips. Remus again lowered the strawberry, allowing her to nibble at the tip. He pulled it away just as he leaned down to capture her lips, tasting the chocolate and the sweet stickiness of the fruit all in one kiss.

Tonks moaned softly, yielding to his dominant position above her on the couch. Remus plundered her mouth with his tongue, his eyes screwed shut, simply tasting. Drawing back, he once again held the strawberry for her.

“Tonks, you are way overdressed, love.”

Her hair turned pink in a shade to match her cheeks as she stood, and began to strip. Scooting on to the couch next to Lupin, she retrieved another strawberry, mimicked his motions by dipping and swirling, then raised the fruit to his lips. As he took the candied fruit in his teeth, she plunged into the other side, forcing juice to squirt all over both of them. Quirking her eyebrow at him playfully, Tonks teased.

“I think you have something on your chin, Remus. Let me take care of that for you.”

She bent down and licked his ever so slightly scratchy chin, tracing the path of the stickiness to the corner of his mouth, then across his lips. Remus growled in response, pushing her back to return the favor. She reached over to dip her finger in the chocolate. Remus attacked her digit, sucking every bit of the sweetness from her skin. Then, he plunged his finger into the chocolate and traced warm, sweet circles around her nipples, bringing them to stand at full attention.

As the chocolate cooled on her skin, Lupin nibbled away all that covered her, smiling his sweet, sad smile, a hint of wolfish gold glinting in his eyes. Tonks returned the favor, only tracing a long line of chocolate down his breast bone to his navel, following it with her lips and tongue, eliciting a guttural growl from her partner. Tonks immensely enjoyed Lupin’s responsiveness. She used her chocolate covered finger to trace a zigzag pattern down the underside of his swollen penis, garnering even more pleasure from the throaty growls, groans and moans she drew from the man. Abruptly, he rolled her on to her back, swinging her legs over the edge of the cushions, and settling happily between them. Using two fingers dipped in the gooey sweet, he coated her clitoris and labia generously with its warmth, and proceeded to eat it all away; winning an screaming orgasm from the pink haired woman panting on the sofa.

“Remus!” she exclaimed when she finally caught her breath. “That was bloody brilliant.”

He smiled his half hearted smile, a warm light playing in his eyes. “Why thank you. Are you ready for the main course?”

Tonks’ eyes widened as the deceptively strong wolf-man stood, gathered her in his arms, and carried her off to her own bed where he plundered her mercilessly, each finding their way to bliss.

Much later, as they lay nestled comfortably against each other, Tonks played her fingers through his chest hairs. “We are so winning this contest, Remus.”

“If you say so. I’m just enjoying the game.” He chuckled, the vibrations rumbling under her ear.

“Yes, but just think what we can make Snape do!”