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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Hermione/Barty
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Hermione/Barty
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,698
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Suds Ahoy
She relaxed back against him in the hot water, the calming scent surrounding them and the flickering light of candle casting a romantic glow over their flesh. His hands absently ran up and down her stomach where they were resting. She could just go to sleep at that moment but the idea that Ella would be back in an hour of so stopped her. She had to be up and alert to deal with the demanding toddler Ella had become.
“Barty?” She asked, turning her head to the side and leaning back onto one of his shoulders to see his profile.
“Hum?”
“What’re you thinking about?” She saw the smile that spread across his face before he turned and kissed her cheek.
“Ella, surprisingly.”
“Not surprising at all. You and her are thick as thieves. She’s a real daddy’s girl.” Smiled Hermione, closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
“Really?” The smile evident in his voice, “And here I was under the impression that the pair of you gang up on me on a regular basis. Or was the cake mix incident my imagination?”
Hermione laughed, knowing the time he was referring to quiet well. “You asked to be chased with the spoon, kept sticking your finger in the bowl.”
“That taught me my lesson, no more will I dare to put my digits in the pudding!” He said in a dramatic voice. Hermione laughed so hard she nearly slipped under the water. She settled back against him and wrapped her arms around his as they held her tightly.
She enjoyed the silence for a while, feeling him and listening to his breathing. They so rarely got time like this she just wanted to stay this way for as long as possible. What surprised her the most was that she wasn’t overly worried about Ella. Since she was born Hermione had barely dared let Ella out of her sight. Today she was relaxed. She knew Ella was safe with Ginny and, although Barty didn’t know, Harry too.
There was still unspoken tension between Harry and Barty. They were good at hiding it, working together on a daily basis at the Auror’s office made that happen.
“’Mione?” Barty’s voice whispered her name softly into her ear. It was then she realised she’d been falling asleep. “Lets get out.”
“Huh?” She mumbled, pulling herself up to a sitting position.
“Come on,” he pulled himself out of the bath and held out a hand for her to take. Grabbing a towel he wrapped it around her body and rubbed her body slowly taking the time to dry her breasts. Rubbing down her stomach with the soft terry cloth he reached the apex of her thighs and slipped the towel between them.
She moaned leaning against him more as his fingers moved against her through the fabric. “Barty,” she whispered, pushing his arm away from her so she could press herself against him wholly.
“Bed. Now.” He growled making her smile and walk away from him, casting a glance back over her shoulder as she walked into the bedroom.
“Barty?” She asked, turning her head to the side and leaning back onto one of his shoulders to see his profile.
“Hum?”
“What’re you thinking about?” She saw the smile that spread across his face before he turned and kissed her cheek.
“Ella, surprisingly.”
“Not surprising at all. You and her are thick as thieves. She’s a real daddy’s girl.” Smiled Hermione, closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
“Really?” The smile evident in his voice, “And here I was under the impression that the pair of you gang up on me on a regular basis. Or was the cake mix incident my imagination?”
Hermione laughed, knowing the time he was referring to quiet well. “You asked to be chased with the spoon, kept sticking your finger in the bowl.”
“That taught me my lesson, no more will I dare to put my digits in the pudding!” He said in a dramatic voice. Hermione laughed so hard she nearly slipped under the water. She settled back against him and wrapped her arms around his as they held her tightly.
She enjoyed the silence for a while, feeling him and listening to his breathing. They so rarely got time like this she just wanted to stay this way for as long as possible. What surprised her the most was that she wasn’t overly worried about Ella. Since she was born Hermione had barely dared let Ella out of her sight. Today she was relaxed. She knew Ella was safe with Ginny and, although Barty didn’t know, Harry too.
There was still unspoken tension between Harry and Barty. They were good at hiding it, working together on a daily basis at the Auror’s office made that happen.
“’Mione?” Barty’s voice whispered her name softly into her ear. It was then she realised she’d been falling asleep. “Lets get out.”
“Huh?” She mumbled, pulling herself up to a sitting position.
“Come on,” he pulled himself out of the bath and held out a hand for her to take. Grabbing a towel he wrapped it around her body and rubbed her body slowly taking the time to dry her breasts. Rubbing down her stomach with the soft terry cloth he reached the apex of her thighs and slipped the towel between them.
She moaned leaning against him more as his fingers moved against her through the fabric. “Barty,” she whispered, pushing his arm away from her so she could press herself against him wholly.
“Bed. Now.” He growled making her smile and walk away from him, casting a glance back over her shoulder as she walked into the bedroom.