At Night You Belong to Me
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
38,672
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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HP and everyone he knows doesn't belong to me. I make no money from this story. Bummer.
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Harry tried to stay awake, but ended up falling asleep within minutes of sitting on his bed. What woke him up was the feeling of a smooth, soft nipple sliding against his lips. He took it into his mouth and was soon sucking at it vigorously. Hearing her mewing had him wanting to grab a hold of her and pull her all the tighter against his body. But as with the night before, he was tied up. What happened next had him growling and yanking against the bindings. She switched breasts in his mouth and was soon grinding against his thigh.
“Fuck me,” he ordered her, once he pulled his mouth off of her breast.
“Demands, demands, demands,” she murmured. “Please don’t take this as an insult, but I want you to do something first. Eat me.”
***
Hermione walked into the Burrow and found Harry sound asleep in the sitting room. This wouldn’t have been a problem, but Fred and George were currently putting muggle make-up on him. She chased them off and took her wand out, cleaning up his face. Covering him up, she went over to talk to Molly.
Molly ended up asking Hermione to go wake Harry up, as he hadn’t eaten yet that morning. The younger witch went over to him and ran her hand over his hair.
“It’s time to wake up, Harry,” she told him. “Mrs. Weasley made break…” Harry moved like a lightening strike, grabbing her wrist hard. “Harry!”
“Oh. Sorry,” he said, letting her go. “I-I was dreaming.”
“Nothing bad, I hope?” she asked, watching as he got up.
“No, nothing bad at all,” he told her, his voice husky and grabbed a pillow covering his hard on. “Tell Mrs. Weasley to hold the food for me? I need to use the bathroom.”
He rushed over to the bathroom, as Hermione smiled to herself. This, she told herself, was turning out even better than she had planned.
***
Harry had stayed the night at the Burrow, hoping the witch wouldn’t find him. But that night he woke up tied up in a sling of some sort that had his ass in the air and his legs pulled apart. He felt a hand running over his back to his head, yanking it back.
“Hiding from me? How very unlike you, Harry,” she said, her voice hard.
He tried to speak, yell, anything, but found out in quick order that she had put a silencing charm on him.
“You will never run from me. I will hunt you down and find you every single time.” Her hand went to his ass. “Hmm, this I dare say requires a punishment.” But she kissed his cheek. “But not to worry, you’ll love it.”
Pleasure and pain mixed in his mind until he couldn’t distinguish between the two. So there he hung, a small ass plug up in him magically stimulating his cock, and crying silently as he was so turned on he couldn’t think for it.
She leaned down, petting his hair as she asked him, “Have you learned your lesson, pet?”
He nodded vigorously.
“Very good,” she told him. “Now say, ‘I’m sorry, mistress. I will never run away from you again’.”
He repeated what she said hoarsely, followed by, “Please! Please, Mistress, allow me to cum!”
“Very well, pet, but the next time I punish you I won’t allow you to cum at all, understood?”
“Yes, Mistress!”
“You may cum now.” He bowed in the restraints, climaxing so hard and fast that he passed out cold.
“Good boy,” Hermione said with a smile.
***
“Hermione, I was wondering,” Harry said, sounding nervous. “If you could spend the night tonight?”
Frowning she asked, “Whatever for?”
He frown marred his face. “I can’t tell you.”
She studied him a moment. “Okay, but just to let you know I’m going to make for horrid company right now. I have been working like crazy on my research and I still have a ton more to do. My eyes are just about permanently crossed from the amount of reading I’ve been doing.” She stood up and stretched. “I’m going to get a nap in before I have to get more work done. See you tonight.”
***
That night Hermione ended up going to bed early, claiming exhaustion. Five minutes after she went to bed, he couldn’t have been happier that she did. His cock was so painfully hard he could hardly think for it. Panting he pulled his cock out, stroking it. Shit, but he needed to fuck. He went to his room, lying down and waited. An hour later the woman still wasn’t there and he was still so hard he could cut diamonds. He debated asking Hermione to leave, but pushed aside the thought. The last thing he needed as her asking why he was acting so oddly.
He closed his eyes and tried to relax. Masturbation hadn’t worked. Nothing had. Harry needed this woman, whomever she was.
“Inviting people over to avoid me and here you are standing at attention you are so hard,” he heard her purring.
He tried opening his eyes, but found that he was again blind folded. But unlike before, he was able to move. “Where are you?”
She crawled over to him, kissing her way up his body and licking at the pearly precum at the tip of his cock. Her body settled down next to his, kissing his lips lightly as she lay down next to him. Harry slipped his hands over her waist, moving them up to her breasts. She let out a long sigh at the feel of his fingers tweaking her nipples into hardness. He heard her every mew, murmur, and moan. The moment his fingers dipped into her tight wet heat, he felt as her body jerked.
“Hmm, sensitive,” he breathed, leaning down and kissing her shoulder. “And very wet.” He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked at the rich moisture dripping from his digits. “Hmm, perfect.” He leaned down and nibbled at her lips. “Is it for me?”
“Yes,” she said, her breath hitching as he lifted both of her legs and teased her entrance with his cock. “Fuck me. Please, Harry, fuck me.”
Within a heartbeat he was within her snugness, using everything within himself to keep from cumming straight off. He rested his face within the crook of her neck, nipping and licking at her erratic pulse at her throat. He slid his hands down her arms, lacing his fingers with hers and putting them over her head. It began slowly. The thrusts were slow and hard.
They slowly built in speed and strength until the bed was all but breaking through the wall. He stopped at one point, moved her around to her knees and held her hands down on the headboard with one hand as he used the other to enter her pussy from behind. His hand cupped her mound, stroking her clit and feeling her stretched around his cock. His hand moved up to her small belly, pulling her slightly back. She was so aroused that she couldn’t speak for it. His hand traveled to one of her breasts and weighed it in his palm, pinching the nipple.
He nuzzled her ear, biting and sucking on the lobe. “I’m going to fuck you all night long.” Harry pulled out slightly and slammed back in. “By the time I’m done with you tonight…” He slammed into her again. “…you are going to be hoarse…” Slam! “…begging…” Slam! “…and marked.” With that he began fucking her in earnest. But every time she was about to cum, he would stop and wait. This went on all night, through her screaming and pleading. Through her trying to push him into giving her more. But nothing worked to make him allow her to cum.
She was on the verge of climaxing, but instead of stopping he kept going and just as she came bit the curve between her neck and her shoulder so hard she bled. Screaming in pain and pleasure, she climaxed so hard that Hermione thought she was going to pass out. He climaxed then as well, flooding her with his seed.
Harry fell to his side, pulling her into his arms. He licked at her mark, lapping at her blood. When he felt her shivering from the cold, he pulled a blanket over them both.
“I still can’t see,” he whispered, his hand going over his eyes that he thought were blindfolded.
“A spell,” she breathed. “Sleep.” She turned in his arms, kissing his lips and eyes. “It’ll be back later.”
Harry slid his hands over her, moving her body so that he could nuzzle the bite mark. Neither could fall asleep it would seem, not until he pressed his renewed erection into her heat. He let out a shuttering sigh, pressed his ear to her chest and fell into slumber.
When Harry awoke the next morning, he could see. But the woman was gone.
***
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Harry tried to stay awake, but ended up falling asleep within minutes of sitting on his bed. What woke him up was the feeling of a smooth, soft nipple sliding against his lips. He took it into his mouth and was soon sucking at it vigorously. Hearing her mewing had him wanting to grab a hold of her and pull her all the tighter against his body. But as with the night before, he was tied up. What happened next had him growling and yanking against the bindings. She switched breasts in his mouth and was soon grinding against his thigh.
“Fuck me,” he ordered her, once he pulled his mouth off of her breast.
“Demands, demands, demands,” she murmured. “Please don’t take this as an insult, but I want you to do something first. Eat me.”
***
Hermione walked into the Burrow and found Harry sound asleep in the sitting room. This wouldn’t have been a problem, but Fred and George were currently putting muggle make-up on him. She chased them off and took her wand out, cleaning up his face. Covering him up, she went over to talk to Molly.
Molly ended up asking Hermione to go wake Harry up, as he hadn’t eaten yet that morning. The younger witch went over to him and ran her hand over his hair.
“It’s time to wake up, Harry,” she told him. “Mrs. Weasley made break…” Harry moved like a lightening strike, grabbing her wrist hard. “Harry!”
“Oh. Sorry,” he said, letting her go. “I-I was dreaming.”
“Nothing bad, I hope?” she asked, watching as he got up.
“No, nothing bad at all,” he told her, his voice husky and grabbed a pillow covering his hard on. “Tell Mrs. Weasley to hold the food for me? I need to use the bathroom.”
He rushed over to the bathroom, as Hermione smiled to herself. This, she told herself, was turning out even better than she had planned.
***
Harry had stayed the night at the Burrow, hoping the witch wouldn’t find him. But that night he woke up tied up in a sling of some sort that had his ass in the air and his legs pulled apart. He felt a hand running over his back to his head, yanking it back.
“Hiding from me? How very unlike you, Harry,” she said, her voice hard.
He tried to speak, yell, anything, but found out in quick order that she had put a silencing charm on him.
“You will never run from me. I will hunt you down and find you every single time.” Her hand went to his ass. “Hmm, this I dare say requires a punishment.” But she kissed his cheek. “But not to worry, you’ll love it.”
Pleasure and pain mixed in his mind until he couldn’t distinguish between the two. So there he hung, a small ass plug up in him magically stimulating his cock, and crying silently as he was so turned on he couldn’t think for it.
She leaned down, petting his hair as she asked him, “Have you learned your lesson, pet?”
He nodded vigorously.
“Very good,” she told him. “Now say, ‘I’m sorry, mistress. I will never run away from you again’.”
He repeated what she said hoarsely, followed by, “Please! Please, Mistress, allow me to cum!”
“Very well, pet, but the next time I punish you I won’t allow you to cum at all, understood?”
“Yes, Mistress!”
“You may cum now.” He bowed in the restraints, climaxing so hard and fast that he passed out cold.
“Good boy,” Hermione said with a smile.
***
“Hermione, I was wondering,” Harry said, sounding nervous. “If you could spend the night tonight?”
Frowning she asked, “Whatever for?”
He frown marred his face. “I can’t tell you.”
She studied him a moment. “Okay, but just to let you know I’m going to make for horrid company right now. I have been working like crazy on my research and I still have a ton more to do. My eyes are just about permanently crossed from the amount of reading I’ve been doing.” She stood up and stretched. “I’m going to get a nap in before I have to get more work done. See you tonight.”
***
That night Hermione ended up going to bed early, claiming exhaustion. Five minutes after she went to bed, he couldn’t have been happier that she did. His cock was so painfully hard he could hardly think for it. Panting he pulled his cock out, stroking it. Shit, but he needed to fuck. He went to his room, lying down and waited. An hour later the woman still wasn’t there and he was still so hard he could cut diamonds. He debated asking Hermione to leave, but pushed aside the thought. The last thing he needed as her asking why he was acting so oddly.
He closed his eyes and tried to relax. Masturbation hadn’t worked. Nothing had. Harry needed this woman, whomever she was.
“Inviting people over to avoid me and here you are standing at attention you are so hard,” he heard her purring.
He tried opening his eyes, but found that he was again blind folded. But unlike before, he was able to move. “Where are you?”
She crawled over to him, kissing her way up his body and licking at the pearly precum at the tip of his cock. Her body settled down next to his, kissing his lips lightly as she lay down next to him. Harry slipped his hands over her waist, moving them up to her breasts. She let out a long sigh at the feel of his fingers tweaking her nipples into hardness. He heard her every mew, murmur, and moan. The moment his fingers dipped into her tight wet heat, he felt as her body jerked.
“Hmm, sensitive,” he breathed, leaning down and kissing her shoulder. “And very wet.” He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked at the rich moisture dripping from his digits. “Hmm, perfect.” He leaned down and nibbled at her lips. “Is it for me?”
“Yes,” she said, her breath hitching as he lifted both of her legs and teased her entrance with his cock. “Fuck me. Please, Harry, fuck me.”
Within a heartbeat he was within her snugness, using everything within himself to keep from cumming straight off. He rested his face within the crook of her neck, nipping and licking at her erratic pulse at her throat. He slid his hands down her arms, lacing his fingers with hers and putting them over her head. It began slowly. The thrusts were slow and hard.
They slowly built in speed and strength until the bed was all but breaking through the wall. He stopped at one point, moved her around to her knees and held her hands down on the headboard with one hand as he used the other to enter her pussy from behind. His hand cupped her mound, stroking her clit and feeling her stretched around his cock. His hand moved up to her small belly, pulling her slightly back. She was so aroused that she couldn’t speak for it. His hand traveled to one of her breasts and weighed it in his palm, pinching the nipple.
He nuzzled her ear, biting and sucking on the lobe. “I’m going to fuck you all night long.” Harry pulled out slightly and slammed back in. “By the time I’m done with you tonight…” He slammed into her again. “…you are going to be hoarse…” Slam! “…begging…” Slam! “…and marked.” With that he began fucking her in earnest. But every time she was about to cum, he would stop and wait. This went on all night, through her screaming and pleading. Through her trying to push him into giving her more. But nothing worked to make him allow her to cum.
She was on the verge of climaxing, but instead of stopping he kept going and just as she came bit the curve between her neck and her shoulder so hard she bled. Screaming in pain and pleasure, she climaxed so hard that Hermione thought she was going to pass out. He climaxed then as well, flooding her with his seed.
Harry fell to his side, pulling her into his arms. He licked at her mark, lapping at her blood. When he felt her shivering from the cold, he pulled a blanket over them both.
“I still can’t see,” he whispered, his hand going over his eyes that he thought were blindfolded.
“A spell,” she breathed. “Sleep.” She turned in his arms, kissing his lips and eyes. “It’ll be back later.”
Harry slid his hands over her, moving her body so that he could nuzzle the bite mark. Neither could fall asleep it would seem, not until he pressed his renewed erection into her heat. He let out a shuttering sigh, pressed his ear to her chest and fell into slumber.
When Harry awoke the next morning, he could see. But the woman was gone.
***
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