Rebellious Sex

Chapter 3: The Third Meeting

Two weeks later, the two met up, once again by chance, at a formal dance party held by the Prophet. They managed to sit at the same table, closer to the back. There were two other people that had sat with them and they were thoroughly drunk. Though the dinner was nice and the dancing was fun, Theo had other things on his mind: for one thing, getting Hermione out of that dress. It clung to her curves in a way that made him think of the first time they were together.

Hermione was flirting with him by squeezing his knee and leaning in close to talk to him. She did her best to hint that she’d like to continue what they started the last time that they had met without outright saying anything. She wanted to see if he was intelligent enough to understand her flirting; she didn’t care if the others figured out, but she would not want to fool around with a dunderhead.

Half way through the dance, he whispered in her ear. “Would you like to get out of here?”

Hermione smiled, her pink lips shining in the light. “I thought you’d never ask.”

“My place or yours?” he replied, suppressing the temptation to kiss her right then and there.

She licked her lips and replied in a somewhat husky tone, “I believe your place is closer.” He grabbed her hand and joint-apparated to the front of his building. They rushed up the stairs, stealing kisses along the way. He fumbled with the keys as she kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear. He swallowed hard as his erection started to stir. They tumbled into the apartment and he pulled her against him. The door closed as her dress dropped to floor. She stepped out of it as he stepped back to look her over.

He raised an eyebrow, “Wow.” Her undergarments were extremely lacy and she looked fantastic. As they started to kiss again, she pushed off his robes and started to unbutton his shirt. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her up. He set her on the kitchen table as she stripped off his shirt and started working on his pants. He let out a moan as her slender fingers slid into his boxers and started stroking his cock. She let out a gasp as he undid her bra with a flick of his wrist.

He chortled, “What?” He gave her a sexy smile that made her a bit weak in the knees.

“None of the other men I’ve been with have gotten my bra undone so quickly,” she replied.

He raised an eyebrow, “Clearly, none of those blokes know how to pleasure a woman.”

“Oh and you do?” she retorted as he ran a finger up her inner thigh and across her panties. She shivered slightly as his fingers ever-so-lightly over the thin material.

He smiled a bit, “I believe so.”

She muttered, “Shut up,” as she pulled him closer into a fervent kissed. She let out a heated moan as his fingers played with her nipples and his hot mouth trailed nips and kisses down her neck. He groaned as one of her long fingers rubbed the tip of his ever-growing cock.

“Hermione,” He panted, “I don’t think I can last much longer with you stroking me like that.”

She smiled at him, her voice lustful and challenging, “So why don’t you do something about it?”

He grabbed his wand from his robes, waved it to make both of their underwear disappear, and muttered a spell. Hermione felt a tingling sensation between her legs; she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Was that a contraceptive spell?”

He nodded, pulling her close, “Of course, studies show that the female contraceptive spell is more effective.” She wasn’t quite paying attention to what he was saying at the tip was rubbing against her wet entrance.

“Are you ready?” He murmured against her lips. She nodded and grabbed his hips to pull him inside. He pushed into her warm, wetness as he claimed her mouth in a fervent kiss. She groaned against his mouth as she stretched to take his thickness in. He moved in and out, slowly at first, trying not to hurt her.

“Oh just fuck me already, Theodore,” panted Hermione. “I want it hard and fast.” Her legs wrapped around his hips as he started to speed up.

“Oh Merlin, Theo,” she moaned as his finger started working her clit. Her panting increased as he pounded her harder, knowing that neither would last very long.

She panted his name again as she climaxed, her nails digging into his back. He paused to feel her spasm around him, which sent him over the edge. He thrust into her as he came, letting out a deep groan from his chest.

“Wow,” he panted, as he pulled out. “You were fantastic.”

Recomposing herself, she replied, “So were you. This is the first time I’ve had sex outside of the bedroom.”

“Same for me,” he replied, as he helped her off the table. “If you’d like to clean up, I’ll show you where the bathroom is.”

She nodded gathering up her clothes, “I was thinking that, maybe we could benefit from this a bit more. We enjoyed each other, so if neither of us have dates or anything, we could meet up once a week or so.”

He tried to keep a poker face. “Are you suggesting that we become, to use a crude term, fuck buddies?”

She shrugged, looked him in the eye, and replied, “That is exactly what I’m suggesting.” A sultry smile played on her lips and he wondered how the fuck no one saw her as gorgeous. He tried to stay cool as he replied, “That could definitely work.”

She smiled again, “Have ever had sex in the shower?”

He stared at her for a moment or two before replying, “Merlin, Granger, you are naughty.”

She laughed as she pulled him towards the back of his apartment, “You have no idea.”