No Longer Naive

Thanks to all who reviewed. Comments for a couple of them:

Zozobozo - I loved them marking Hermione too. Hope you like this instalment.

Mimy -I agree. We do deserve the most fun!

ReflectingSpirit - I would just get nothing done if I had them to myself!

This is kind of half the story, not a lot of Sirius in this one but don't worry he will get a big part in the next chapter ;). Please review. I love reading what you think. Anything you would like to see, please let me know and I could work it into the next chapter. But I won't know unless you tell me!

Anyhoo, onto the story. Review!

Enjoy...


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As Hermione settled down to sleep, safe between her two lovers, her thoughts turned to how she had become the luckiest witch in the world.

*FLASHBACK*

Remus was trying his best to concentrate on his book but the sweet smell of cinnamon surrounded him and overwhelmed his senses. He gazed down at the young witch beside him, her soft curls splayed across his shoulder. Her small vest top was clinging to her body, her skirt barely reaching her knees and her gorgeous creamy legs stretching across the couch.

He scolded himself and turned away. The thoughts he was having were no way to be thinking of Hermione. 'She is just a young woman and a former student,' Remus thought, 'stop this stupid infatuation.'

With that thought, Hermione moved against him, moving her hair off her neck as she nestled closer to him. His eyes were drawn to the long line of her neck and shoulder, the creamy skin stretched out, just to tease him. His noble intentions were forgotten as the thought of his mark on that perfect skin raced through his mind. Hermione could feel Remus' eyes on her and heard his breathing become shallower as she ran her fingers through her hair and down her neck, his eyes following her movements before gazing down at her body again.

Hermione knew Remus wanted her, often catching him staring at her lately. Excited that her former professor was finally noticing her, she had been deliberately dressing for him - shorter skirts and tighter tops. Not to torment him, but to urge him to make a move.

Hermione raised her head and met Remus' eyes, a thrill going through her body at the intense look of lust in them. 'Remus,' she gasped, returning his look with one just as wicked.

'Hermione,' Remus whispered, before moving his head down and capturing her lips with his. Hermione moaned as he kissed her gently before moving deeper, slipping his tongue into her mouth and massaging her tongue with slow, sensual movements. His hands slipped into her hair, gripping her curls as she moved into his embrace. Remus pulled her hair back as he broke the kiss and moved down to her neck, planting soft kisses as he went. She moaned in his arms as he gently nipped at her soft neck. He pulled the strap of her top down her shoulder before moving back to that pressure point on her neck.

'Oh Remus, gods, I've wanted this for so long,' Hermione moaned, her fantasies finally coming true. He growled aganst her neck, her words echoing his thoughts as he felt himself grow hard against her body. He pushed her down onto the couch and pulled back, taking a moment to gaze at the young witch underneath him. Her curls were fanned out beneath her and her cheeks were flushed as she lay there waiting for him.

Remus pulled her top off of her, exposing her breasts to him. 'Perfect', he thought, moving his hand over her ribcage before taking her into his hands. They seemed to fit perfectly in his hands, her nipples hardening as he moved his palms across her breasts. He watched her as she writhed underneath his touch, soft moans of his name escaping her mouth. Hermione could feel him pressed hard against her thigh as he moved his mouth over her right breast, sucking at her nipple before gently pulling and biting it.

'Remus, please,' Hermione moaned as he moved his attention to her left breast. She needed him inside her and she could feel her juices soaking her knickers as he continued his assault on her breasts. With a flashback to what she had overheard Sirius say one night, 'Moony, please, fuck me.'

The words spilled out of her and Remus paused, the familiar phrase exciting him even more.

Remus pulled away from her as she tore at the buttons on his shirt before working on his belt. Surprised at her speed, he moaned as she moved her hand into his trousers and laced it round his cock. He arched his back as he thrust into her hand before sliding a hand over her stomach and, tearing at her skirt and knickers, rid her of her clothing and moved his fingers into her wetness.

Remus marvelled at how wet she was as he started to rub her clit, bringing loud moans from her as she slid her hand up and down his hard shaft. He moved his hand down and plunged two fingers into her cunt as she arched against his body.

'Moony, I want you inside me, please!' Hermione gasped, her body now aching to be filled as she moved Remus' trousers down his legs. Hooking her legs over his arms, he teased at her entrance before thrusting his cock into her waiting heat. They both moaned as Remus filled her body to the hilt, Hermione snaking her arms round his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Remus slowly pulled out of her before thrusting back in, his tongue matching his movements as Hermione curled her legs round his hips and forced him deeper.

As Remus started to build his rhythm, Hermione rose to meet him on every thrust, her moans building. Remus moved so deep within her, his cock thrusting over that spot in her body. It was everything she had imagined it would be. Hermione traced the scars on his chest, mirroring his movements as his hands slid over her breasts. Hermione could already feel that pull in her body, as Remus thrusted into her. Remus felt Hermione clench her muscles round him and knew she was close .

'Gods, so tight,' he panted as he moved his hand down between their bodies and started rubbing her clit. With the combined pleasures, it only took a few more thrusts until she came, the orgasm spilling across her body. She moaned his name as he continued to thrust into her. With his movements becoming more frantic, he soon followed, Hermione's tightness gripping him deep inside her as he poured his seed into her, a final cry of 'Hermione', as he rode out his orgasm.

Hermione moaned underneath him, his final thrusts drawing out her own pleasure. He stayed inside her as he captured her lips again, kissing her softly as they both gave in to the pleasure..

Pulling out of her reluctantly, Remus lay down beside Hermione, turning her onto her side as he snaked his hand across her stomach. With a little fidgeting, Hermione nestled into Remus' arms, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Pulling a blanket over them, Remus peppered her neck with kisses, that perfect creamy skin teasing him once again. Wicked thoughts ran through his mind of marking that skin, the idea exciting his beast.

'Mine', he whispered in her ear, unable to control his love for her. Hermione twisted round to look at him, that intense look on her face as she kissed him gently before whispering, 'always' back to him. With one last chaste kiss, they settled down to sleep, both unaware that a certain wizard had found them in each other's arms, jealousy coursing through his veins.


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